Everyone looked outside and fell silent.
The huge creatures lying on the mountains and hiding in the clouds are like immortal boats, sleeping tigers, and the sharp sword of the human race, hanging over everyone's head.
"And then? What do you want to do?"
Shui Ming Yuanjun's face suddenly became gloomy and cold, and his dark pupils that originally imitated those of humans suddenly turned purple, erect and full of animality.
Eight fox tails appeared behind him, and the aura of a peak Nascent Soul stage burst out, making everyone present at the house breathless.
"Now I am sitting here, still a minister of the Fairy Palace, and still protected by the law. If I dare to move, I will fall into the trap of that madman. Crime requires evidence. Cracking down on gangs requires investigation, and suppressing rebellion only requires a location!"
Shui Ming Yuan Jun saw it more clearly than anyone else present, and understood it more clearly. The knives on their necks were all fake, traps to force them to fight back.
"Rebellion is the most intolerable crime! No one can leave here today until the situation becomes completely clear."
He swept his eyes over everyone present, with a hint of murderous intent in them.
"Don't doubt my determination."
Everyone was silent. Some people were about to resist but were immediately suppressed by the boundless magic power.
Shui Ming Yuan Jun was very strong, even those who were in the Nascent Soul stage could not resist him. He originally had the talent to be a fox fairy, but unfortunately he was born in this era due to bad luck.
The elder who had just stood up was forced to his knees, his face pressed tightly against the ground, his entire body trembling from the tremendous pressure.
". Chief, I am determined to die, why would you surrender without a fight?"
"Wait for someone to die. If she dies, everything will be fine."
As long as the immortals have no final concerns and are no longer partial, true fairness and justice will come.
This is what Shui Ming Yuan Jun thought.
Everything was caused by the Moon Goddess. It would be enough if she died.
Forty years.
It snowed heavily in August, and snowflakes floated into the Qingqiu clan's main hall from the window.
The Qingqiu leaders who had been sitting here for more than ten years opened their eyes and felt something unusual happening in the world.
A ray of spiritual light flew in and landed in the hand of Shui Ming Yuanjun. It was a bright yellow fairy order.
Shui Ming Yuanjun only took a glance, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and almost jumped up from her chair. Her hands were shaking, and even though she had been prepared, there was still a hint of trance and disbelief in her expression.
"The Moon God has passed away. The Immortal Palace has asked Qingqiu to stop all entertainment activities for seven days."
Everyone present was in dead silence, feeling inexplicably lonely.
A demon saint emerges.
Rumble.
There was a roar in the sky, and people looked up. The fleet of fairy boats lurking on the mountains began to move, as if migrating, and headed towards the direction of the fairy palace.
Master Feixing took a look at Qingqiu, and then left without any reluctance.
Even if he had been preparing for decades, even if the shipping company had already prepared the furnace, even if he only needed to give the order, everything could be done.
As a subject, he can only give the immortal one more choice, but he cannot make decisions on his own.
Taiyin Xingjun is dead
Once this news came out, it spread throughout the human race in an instant.
The first to be impacted were the middle and high-level humans above the Golden Core level. In terms of management, the Immortal Palace used to use mortals and cultivators to complement each other. 500 years ago, there were even mortals who stepped into the White Jade Palace.
In the eyes of immortals, cultivators are the same as mortals, and naturally the more capable ones will have the upper hand in management.
But the difference between monks and mortals will not change according to the will of one person. As the power of the Fairy Palace expands, more and more monks enter it. The extraordinary and powerful people also begin to pursue power or realize their own ambitions.
Eventually it evolved into the Baiyu Palace requiring at least the Jindan level of cultivation, followed by management ability.
Because there are few mortals who have the talent to govern the world, and monks have thousands of thoughts in an instant, so their lower limit is destined to be the limit of many people. For the same job, the same department, a powerful monk can produce more than ten times more productivity than a mortal.
Simply not eating or drinking and working for several months is something that not every mortal can do.
Therefore, with 500 years as the boundary, almost all middle and high-level humans are monks.
As they were in the system, they were always the most informed. When the Immortal Palace was suddenly blocked, all the powerful monks had a look of sadness on their faces.
There is no need to inquire too much, as most people have a common guess in their hearts.
For mortals, Taiyin Xianxing is a rather unfamiliar and ancient name. After all, the other party has lost power 300 years ago.
But for powerful cultivators, for cultivators above the Jindan stage, they always remember Taiyin Star Lord.
The only deity in the human race, the most beautiful woman in the world, and the wife of an immortal.
Few people know the last one, because the Fairy Palace is different from previous human dynasties. It will not deliberately mark the identities of people related to the fairies, and there is no need to consider heirs.
The immortal never concealed his relationship with the Moon God, but he also never made it known to the world.
Only if one's cultivation is high enough, one has lived long enough, and has been exposed to enough things, can one know the relationship between the two parties.
When Shui Ming Yuanjun arrived at the Immortal Palace, most of his former colleagues had already arrived. Except for those who were in seclusion, almost everyone had rushed to the Baiyu Palace.
He heard a woman crying, and he looked up to see several beautiful fairies crying. The crying also infected other people, and their faces were more or less sad.
A silent heaviness enveloped the White Jade Palace.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
