’This body is still too weak. And the current Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is far worse than it used to be.’
’Fortunately, the rift in the Kunlun Secret Realm has widened, allowing the Spiritual Qi from the Outer Celestial Demon World to seep in as well.’
’Otherwise, I might have truly perished.’
Before long, Huang Jiao’s brow furrowed slightly. ’I didn’t expect things to change like this.’
’Those Outer Celestial Demons have gotten smarter. They’re no longer concentrating the Immortal Flesh in one location, but are instead scattering it all over the place.’
’Is it just to prevent people like me from finding it easily?’
He fell silent for a moment before looking away. Then, he reached into his coat with his right hand and pulled out a newspaper.
The newspaper was folded neatly, evidence that Huang Jiao had read it many times.
He unfolded the newspaper, his gaze falling on the photograph on the front page. The picture showed an old man in a black tunic suit, leaning on a Wisteria Spirit Staff.
Beneath the photo, a headline stood out: [The Daxia New Country’s First Grandmaster of Divine Intent—Lu Yun]
Huang Jiao stared at the photo for a long time, a faint, golden spark flashing in his eyes.
’Daxia’s first Grandmaster of Divine Intent... This is a fine prospect, a perfect fit for my Yellow Heaven Corps.’
’I absolutely will not fail this time. The world will belong to me, Huang Jiao.’
’Only under my rule can the people live good lives.’
As for this Lu Yun... Huang Jiao had a hunch.
Anyone who could break through to become a Grandmaster of Divine Intent in a world with such thin Spiritual Qi had to possess world-shattering talent.
At daybreak, the entire Daxia New Country was in an uproar over the latest news out of Yun Port City: Governor Zhang Cheng’an had died mysteriously in the middle of the night.
Immediately after, even more explosive news came out of Jiangze Province: Governor Wei Ting was dead, assassinated by members of the Yellow Heaven Corps.
And it wasn’t as simple as one Governor dying. The entire upper echelon of Jiangze Province—including the Provincial Affairs Bureau, the Governor’s Mansion, and the garrison commanders—had all surrendered!
Just like that, Jiangze Province was gone. A province once loyal and obedient to Yanjing had become the Yellow Heaven Corps’ territory.
And the newly appointed Tiangong General had even issued a public telegram to the entire nation, proclaiming: "The Blue Sky is dead, the Yellow Sky shall rise!"
"’Today, I take command of Jiangze. In the future, I shall lead my army north to strike down the Yuan Family of Yanjing!’"
The moment the news broke, the entire nation was in an uproar. The people, who had still been reveling in the legendary news of "Lu Yun is a Grandmaster of Divine Intent," were knocked for a loop by this new information before they’d even had a chance to digest the first.
In a teahouse, someone slammed the table. "What? The Governor of Yun Port City is dead?"
"That’s not all! The whole of Jiangze Province is gone!"
"The Yellow Heaven Corps? Those lunatics? How did they take over an entire province?"
"The Tiangong General is resurrected? Are you fucking kidding me?"
In a tavern, someone shook their head and sighed, "It’s chaos, all of it. Utter chaos."
"’The man in Yanjing just took power, and the south is already rebelling. You think those Western powers are going to let this slide?’"
The living room of the President’s Mansion in Yanjing City was a complete mess. Newspapers were scattered everywhere—on the coffee table, the floor, the chairs—each with a shocking headline more jarring than the last.
Yuan Mu Fei sat on the sofa, his trembling hands clutching a newspaper.
He had lost all his former swagger and arrogance, looking just like a rabbit scared out of its wits.
’Why is this happening... Why is this happening...’
Just then, a figure appeared. Yuan Mu Fei looked up, and then he froze. It was Yuan Datong.
’Father’s out of seclusion?’
Ever since taking that position, his father had been in seclusion, saying he needed to comprehend the final realm of the Imperial Ambition Fist. This seclusion had lasted for many days.
’His coming out now... what does it mean?’ Yuan Mu Fei’s eyes instantly lit up.
He quickly stood and hurried to greet him. "Father, you... Don’t tell me you...?"
Yuan Datong looked at him, a confident smile touching the corners of his lips.
"I have finally taken that step."
Yuan Mu Fei’s pupils instantly dilated. That step... it meant surpassing the Huajin realm... becoming a Grandmaster of Divine Intent!
’Father’s a Grandmaster of Divine Intent!’
Yuan Mu Fei was so excited he nearly jumped for joy, his voice trembling. "Father, congratulations! My sincerest congratulations!"
After all, his father had pursued the realm of Grandmaster of Divine Intent for who knows how many years, and he had finally reached it.
Once this news got out, his opponents, the fence-sitters, and all those making moves in the shadows would have no choice but to shut their mouths.
As Yuan Datong basked in his joy, he completely failed to notice the sudden change in Yuan Mu Fei’s expression.
He subconsciously took a step back, trying to block the coffee table full of newspapers from view.
The newspapers were filled with nothing but bad news: the Governor of Yun Port City was dead, Jiangze Province was lost, the Yellow Heaven Corps had rebelled, and the Western Countries had publicly expressed their dissatisfaction to the world.
And the achievement of becoming Daxia’s first Grandmaster of Divine Intent—someone else had already beaten him to it.
It wasn’t his father; it was the Governor of Yun Port City, Lu Yun. At that thought, Yuan Mu Fei’s heart sank into the abyss.
Just then, Yuan Datong’s gaze swept over. "Mu Fei, what are you doing?"
His brows furrowed slightly as his gaze traveled past Yuan Mu Fei and landed on the coffee table behind him.
Yuan Datong walked closer, lowered his head, and carefully examined the contents of the newspapers.
The first newspaper: Governor of Yun Port City Zhang Cheng’an dies mysteriously.
The second: Governor of Jiangze Province Wei Ting assassinated; entire province surrenders to the Yellow Heaven Corps.
The third: Yellow Heaven Corps’ Tiangong General issues a public telegram to the nation, vowing to attack the Yuan Family of Yanjing.

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