Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

After a fit of impotent rage, Emperor Tianhun slumped onto his dragon throne.

"Your Majesty," Prime Minister Tianhun said, "I suggest that we use the threat of the Sun Moon Empire and the need for the three kingdoms to unite as a pretext to send a letter to Shrek Academy to restrain Emperor Douling."

"In addition, should we also consider establishing diplomatic relations with the Sun Moon Empire?"

Emperor Tianhun pondered for a moment, then gently shook his head. "The former is acceptable, but the latter is not. The Sun Moon Empire's wolfish ambitions are common knowledge across the continent. Shrek Academy and the others are blinded by short-term gains, but we cannot."

"The widespread use of soul guides will strengthen the power of the middle and lower classes, enlighten the people, and even shake the foundation of the country. The laws of our ancestors must not be changed."

"Yes."

……

"They really think they're something special."

Inside the main hall of the Douling Imperial Palace, An Zhen casually tossed the official letter presented by the Heavenly Soul Envoy onto the ground.

The main hall remains unchanged.

But the lifeless state of the past is gone forever.

The newly appointed civil and military officials stood in the main hall.

At the very front was Ning Yunzhi, the chief of all officials and the Prime Minister of Douling.

Behind him stood the leaders of both civil and military affairs, Nan Shuishui and Yu Yunzhen.

Beside the two men stood two middle-aged men who looked alike, standing there like pillars of strength.

These two can be considered An Zhen's greatest gains from his "visit" to the various hidden sects within the Douling Empire. They inherited their skills from the two Thousand-Jun Demon-Slaying Elders of the Spirit Empire's Hall of Worship ten thousand years ago, and come from a hidden family now known as Qian Gu. Their spirit is the Panlong Staff. Both are Super Douluo, level 97, and like the two Spirit Hall Elders from ten thousand years ago, they are twins, with the titles of Dragon-Slaying and Tiger-Taming respectively.

After being defeated by An Zhenying, the Fire Dragon King, he now serves as a royal attendant in the Douling Royal Family.

Not counting the titled Douluos from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School who hold positions in the Douling Empire, including Subduing Dragon and Tiger, and Yu Yunzhen, there are two Super Douluos from hidden sects and families. There are even more titled Douluos: one from the Earth Dragon Sect, four from the Heavenly Dragon Sect, nine from hidden sects and families, and three originally from the Douling Empire, including Song Guozhong, two of whom were the deans and vice-deans of the Douling Academy. There were also originally two royal retainers, but they were killed during the attack on the palace by the Holy Spirit Cult's leaders and vice-leaders.

“Now that’s more like an empire,” Anzhen commented.

now.

An Zhen propped her head up with one hand and casually moved her hand. "Go back. What I do is none of that Heavenly Soul Emperor's business."

The contents of the official letter began as a probe, then turned into vigilance, and finally into a veiled warning. It stated that a formidable enemy, the Sun and Moon Empire, was at his side, and if he were to disrupt the order of the continent at this time, the Sun and Moon Empire would seize the opportunity to launch an attack, making him a sinner for all eternity, and so on.

funny.

When did it become someone's place to tell a noob what to do?

“You—” The Heavenly Soul Envoy held a high position in the country, but when had he ever been treated with such contempt when he went on a diplomatic mission to another country?

Just as anger appeared on his face, a heavy hand grabbed his shoulder and lifted him up like a chick. The Dragon-Subduing Douluo casually tossed the Heavenly Soul Envoy behind him, saying, "His Majesty said you should get lost."

"you……"

The Heavenly Soul Envoy, his backside aching from the fall, sat up. Before he could utter the words "barbaric and rude," a powerful aura pressed down on him. Officials turned or turned to look at him. A dozen or so Title Douluos, the rest at least Soul Saints—even without the pressure of soul power, this invisible aura was enough to terrify anyone.

The envoy, not daring to say anything, slunk away.

"Alright, let's ignore those jokes." An Zhen's expression became more serious. "I've gathered everyone here today because there's an important matter to discuss."

“To be honest, I have received divine inheritance,” Anzhen said.

The expressions on the faces of the civil and military officials varied.

Some of them already knew.

There was some surprise.

Most of them had an "I see" look on their faces.

There was nothing they could do; their emperor's talent and abilities were simply beyond their comprehension.

“In the future, in a little over two years, a very large war will break out,” An Zhen said. “It’s not against the Sun Moon Empire, nor is it about my desire to unify the Douluo Continent.”

"But I need you all to increase the number of strong people in the Douling Empire. For example, from level 89 Soul Douluo to level 91 or 92 Title Douluo, from level 94 to 95, or even further at the Super Douluo level."

"We will certainly diligently cultivate ourselves," the officials replied.

“Of course,” An Zhen continued, “I know this is asking the impossible.”

"Therefore, I have prepared a gift for you, which also serves as proof that your decision to serve me was absolutely correct."

An Zhen is trying to win people's hearts.

The Douling Empire appears powerful now.

In reality, some people are not of one mind.

Even within the Nine Treasures Heavenly Dragon and Earth Dragon sects, some elders had reservations about this.

"These gifts are what I recently received."

"There are a total of twenty spots, and each spot represents a magical herb."

The benefits will be given gradually.

An Zhen's requirement for the Douling Empire is to guarantee the interests of ordinary Soul Masters at the bottom. His main focus is on the Sun Moon Empire, where a spiritual contract is in place, ensuring loyalty and demonstrating that a Level 9 Soul Master's influence far surpasses that of a Title Douluo. To date, An Zhen has already invested over seventy immortal herbs in promising Level 7 and 8 Soul Masters, as well as those aspiring to Level 9, and expects this number to double within the next year.

The air was quiet for a moment.

The sound of swallowing saliva was particularly noticeable.

A barrage of intense gazes were fixed on An Zhen.

grass jelly.

Everyone present was of extraordinary status, knowing that the original Shrek Seven Devils were able to surpass their peers because of the immortal herb.

An Zhen looked at Ning Yunzhi and said, "I have witnessed the efforts of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School during this period. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has made an indelible contribution to the prosperity of the empire at this moment and deserves the greatest credit."

"Therefore, I specially requested three jasmine tulips from the divine messenger as a reward."

As she spoke, An Zhen waved her hand, and three white jade boxes floated to Ning Yunzhi's front.

Kneeling on one knee, Ning Yunzhi was completely devoid of his usual composure, his hands trembling with excitement. "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

The Qiluo Tulip holds extraordinary significance for the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

It can change one's aptitude and evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The three Qiluo Tulips represent three Nine Treasure Douluo.

Envious glances fell upon Ning Yunzhi.

But it’s just envy.

After all, the contributions of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School are well-known.

Free martial spirit awakening, massive amounts of resources, large-scale infrastructure construction, and various policies benefiting the people...

Which one doesn't cost money?
The money obtained from confiscating the nobles' property has long been spent, and the remaining money, as well as most of the manpower, are all provided by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

An Zhen looked at the civil and military officials and said, "Today is a day of good fortune for you all. By following my will, you will surely achieve a satisfactory result. Money, power, and status are the most basic things. Soul rings, soul bones, and immortal herbs—I grant you the opportunity to go further, even to achieve immortality. Your families and sects will shine as brightly as the sun and moon of the empire!"

"But you should also keep this in mind."

An Zhen's voice turned icy, like that of a true dragon king sitting on a divine throne: "If anyone commits treason, I will tear them to pieces, and their soul will never be reincarnated!"

"We swear to follow Your Majesty to the death!"

The excited, frenzied shouts nearly lifted the roof off. "Hmm."

An Zhen nodded slightly. "The Prime Minister and the ministers should discuss the list and then submit it."

"Don't be discouraged if you're not on this list."

"There are still fifty doses of Life Elixir, which can extend the lifespan of a Soul Master."

“I will review your work every year from now on. Those who are conscientious and perform well will have the opportunity to receive the Immortal Herb Award.”

Draw a big pie in the sky.

But this is a large flatbread that you can see and smell.

"Your Majesty, we will certainly live up to your expectations," the ministers replied.

Basically, everyone's already mentally racing, wondering how to secure this spot, and how to get a spot in the next review. They're also figuring out what constitutes being truly dedicated and performing exceptionally well.

Ning Yunzhi is already thinking of new policies to benefit the people.

In his view, judging from An Zhen's previous actions, An Zhen was very concerned about the lives of ordinary soul masters at the bottom of society. It's just money, right? His Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has plenty of money. Of course, the premise is that the market economy is stabilized.

The court session ended.

Anzhen likes the monarch-based system.

State affairs are entrusted directly to the Prime Minister and ministers.

Anzhen waved to a pillar inside the main hall, "Come out."

A figure appeared, with shoulder-length pink wavy hair, a short-sleeved shirt and center-parted pants, exuding youthful vigor—it was Nan Qiuqiu.

An Zhen smiled slightly, "How do you feel?"

When the Earth Dragon Gate relocated, Nan Qiuqiu went into seclusion. Nan Shuishui demanded that she absorb immortal herbs and two 100,000-year-old soul bones, saying she couldn't fall too far behind the girls around An Zhen. As a result, Nan Qiuqiu's soul power level directly reached Soul Emperor, and after obtaining her soul ring, she stayed with An Zhen.

"This feels very different from the court assembly I imagined," Nan Qiuqiu said. The girl stood gracefully, her hands awkwardly clutching the hem of her clothes, her pink eyes gazing at the boy before her. Her thoughts had already drifted to An Zhen's imposing aura that had overshadowed all the civil and military officials. A seductive blush crept up the girl's neck.

“Professional matters should be left to professionals,” An Zhen said. “For example, Sect Master Ning is able to manage such a large enterprise as the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is enough to show his strong abilities. I will issue specific tasks, and they will carry them out.”

An Zhen walked out of the main hall, and Nan Qiuqiu subconsciously moved to follow beside her, asking curiously, "Won't your behavior towards the Heavenly Soul Envoy earlier cause any trouble?"

“Troublesome?” An Zhen laughed. “If the Heavenly Soul Emperor had any brains, he should be sulking at home by himself.”

"He doesn't have the ability, yet he dares to instruct others. If he dares to do anything unwise, only destruction awaits the Heavenly Soul Royal Family."

“I have a good relationship with Xingluo, and I am confident that the Sun Moon Empire will not send troops.” An Zhen stood at the entrance of the main hall, gazing at the distant city, a faint smile and absolute confidence in his dark eyes. “With my own strength, I am enough to crush the Heavenly Soul Royal Family and its loyal ministers. The rest are mostly just opportunists.”

Nan Qiuqiu gazed quietly at An Zhen beside her, her pink eyes rippling like spring water, sharing his joy, and the girl's cherry lips curved into a gentle smile.

That's really domineering.

far away.

A group of officials were preparing to hold a small meeting at the Prime Minister's residence, as was their custom.

Someone suddenly turned around and glanced at the palace high behind them, and discovered that a young girl had appeared beside their emperor at some point.

"Minister Nan." An official looked at Nan Shuishui and said, "The person beside His Majesty seems to bear some resemblance to Minister Nan."

Nan Shuishui turned around, her beautiful eyes filled with relief, and said, "It is indeed my youngest daughter."

"Oh~"

A group of people became excited.

His Majesty's harem seems a bit empty.

……

the other side.

Anzhen walked towards a side hall.

Nan Qiuqiu followed instinctively.

An Zhen suddenly asked, "Does Miss Nan still want to remain invisible?"

Nan Qiuqiu asked in confusion, "What are you doing? I'm not doing anything bad in secret."

"Or perhaps, the occasion for waiting is not suitable for me to appear."

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” An Zhen shook her head gently. “It’s just that without an official position, if Miss Nan stays by my side like this, it might attract attention and affect her reputation.”

"What's the big deal?" Nan Qiuqiu didn't care at all, or rather, she didn't care about the rumors that An Zhen was the one entangled with her. The girl suddenly quickened her pace, lightly leaped, and jumped onto the narrow stone railing, as if she were playing on a balance beam, displaying the liveliness and agility of youth.

"Don't keep calling me 'Miss Nan,' it sounds weird."

“Then…” Anzhen thought for a moment and smiled, “Qiuqiu, then I’ll call you Qiuqiu.”

The sudden use of an intimate term of address almost made Nan Qiuqiu lose her composure and her balance.

A captivating pink sunset glow illuminated the girl's cheeks.

Who told you to call me that so intimately?

Thinking this to myself, the words that came out of my mouth were, "Mmm~"

"By the way," Nan Qiuqiu asked curiously, "where are we going?"

“Go and meet a guest,” Anzhen said.

"Who is it?"

Nan Qiuqiu jumped down and landed beside An Zhen, bringing with her a fragrant breeze.

An Zhen suddenly spoke up, "It's a little regrettable."

"What?" Nan Qiuqiu asked, puzzled. What's a pity?
An Zhen turned her face to the side and winked at Nan Qiuqiu, "If I had just moved to the right, Qiuqiu wouldn't have been able to change direction in the air, and she would have landed directly in my arms, giving me a romantic princess carry, right?"

Nan Qiuqiu was stunned, her face turning bright red with embarrassment.

Only when she noticed the sly look in An Zhen's eyes and realized that she had been "teased" by An Zhen did Nan Qiuqiu angrily rush forward to catch up with An Zhen, "An Zhen!"

"What?" An Zhen asked with a smile, "Does Qiuqiu want to be carried in a princess carry?"

"No, that's not it." Nan Qiuqiu stomped her foot on the floor in embarrassment and anger.

Damn it, give me back the domineering, confident, and serious Anzhen I know!

"Alright, alright," An Zhen said seriously, "Let's get back to our previous topic."

"What the hell?" Nan Qiuqiu glared at An Zhen with a cute but fierce look. "Don't try to change the subject. I've got it."

“Remembering this is useless, you need to vent, but you can’t beat me.” An Zhen said seriously, “How about this, you go and beat up my son.”

"Huh?" Nan Qiuqiu was taken aback, confused by An Zhen's serious expression. "Where did you get a son from?"

"Judging from your pregnancy, it seems like you're pregnant," An Zhen said.

Then run forward quickly.

(End of this chapter)