Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1730 My dear, I killed someone in my dream

Duobao was still injured, so he asked Phoenix for leave to return to Biyou Palace to recuperate for a while.

The Office for the Establishment of the Three Offices Regulations has been reduced to ruins.

No legitimate governing body would allow people to work outdoors.

Choosing just any palace wouldn't be dignified enough, and the many tasks Duobao was in charge of wouldn't be able to be carried out without sufficient authority.

The Heavenly Court is not what it was in the early days of Haotian. Back then, there were empty palaces and Taoist temples everywhere. Now, even if there are empty offices, they are in very remote corners.

Both morally and logically, this Regulations Office for the Establishment of the Three Offices must be rebuilt.

Only by rebuilding the Three Offices and Regulations Office on the original site can we convey to the celestial beings of Heaven our determination to carry this work through to the end.

Phoenix possesses a range of abilities from Deng Chanyu, with her civil engineering talent maxed out. During her time as the Ziwei Emperor, she commanded numerous "construction teams," comprised of skilled technicians she had cultivated throughout the Three Realms. Throughout her reign as Jade Emperor, to prevent her subordinates from neglecting their technical expertise, she oversaw road construction annually.
Rebuilding the Three Offices Regulations Office was no challenge for her at all; she could create an exact replica.

Phoenix said solemnly, "I hope you take good care of yourself, fellow Daoist. The measures taken in all aspects have just begun to show some results, and the Heavenly Court cannot do without you."

From her perspective, what Duobao did was beneficial to the Heavenly Court. The previous twenty-four marshals of the Thunder Department were indeed too outrageous. Removing more than half of them would not actually affect the work at all. It was just a matter of thunder and rain. How complicated could it be? What was the point of having so many people?
If Duobao does a good job, Phoenix will also get some credit.

Phoenix offered some words of comfort, encouraging Duobao to persevere, saying that the current difficulties were only temporary and that he should never give up on his dreams!

Duobao doesn't actually have much competition with Deng Chanyu or Fenghuang. Deng Chanyu has basically completed all the necessary procedures and is just waiting to ring the bell at the IPO. The real direct competitor for Duobao is Grand Master Xuandu. Both are direct disciples of sages and are the top disciples. It's a zero-sum game. If Duobao goes up, Xuandu will have no chance at all. Conversely, if Duobao is brought down, Xuandu will still have hope.

Return to Biyou Palace.

Even though the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit had a fierce argument with her teacher before, she was still very concerned about her teacher's health. Duobao treated this only disciple no differently than usual, as if the dispute caused by Wen Zhong had never happened.

Duobao casually mentioned his conflict with Thor, then returned to his residence, consumed two elixirs he had refined, and went into seclusion to heal his injuries.

Where am I?
Duobao felt that some unknown and strange changes had occurred within him. His consciousness was drawn by some force to a place where lightning crackled.

Countless bolts of lightning flashed before my eyes.

Here are the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder of the Xuanmen Sect, the Immortal Capital Divine Thunder used by the Dragon Clan, the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder of the Phoenix Clan, and many more divine thunders whose characteristics he could not discern at all, but which were extremely powerful.

The area covered by the line of sight could be described as an ocean of lightning.

Here, life awakens to self-awareness from lightning, but life here is too fragile, and is torn to pieces by lightning in just a few breaths.

Countless treasures and spiritual materials were born here, but like those lives, they were born and died in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

Duobao paid no attention to these things. His gaze was fixed on the top, where something that even divine sense could not see was hidden.

A thought arose from the deepest part of his heart: he had to obtain this treasure.

In this world that doesn't exist in reality, his True Dao was weakened to the extreme. He lost his usual strict self-discipline and was completely driven by his greed, constantly traversing among countless divine lightning bolts, all to climb to the top and seize the most mysterious and powerful things in this world. Whenever Duobao awoke, the True Dao would suppress the desires in his heart and reject all things unreal. This caused Duobao's injuries to heal rapidly, but his mental state became increasingly listless.

He has vivid memories of that non-existent world, but when he returns to his own body, he forgets his experiences there.

The back-and-forth was making him a little tired.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit noticed something amiss, sensing that Duobao's spiritual energy seemed to be depleted. However, the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. How could she, a mere Golden Immortal, possibly measure the spiritual energy of someone who had surpassed a Quasi-Saint who had severed two corpses? Duobao claimed to be fine, so she could only conclude that her perception was flawed.

Han Zhixian, carrying a cup of celestial tea, slowly walked into Duobao's Treasure Pavilion.

The name of this place sounds like it sells magical artifacts. And its actual use is pretty much the same. Many of Duobao's prestige points are indeed gained by selling magical artifacts at low prices.

He had too many disciples in the Jie Sect, so he didn't have time to talk to each of them individually, discuss their ideals, or talk about the future.

Giving money is the simplest and most direct way to increase favorability, bar none.

Selling magical artifacts at low prices is practically giving money away.

The Treasure Pavilion still displayed many magical treasures. Han Zhixian, her face full of longing, softly called out, "Senior Brother?"

Her best friend, Fairy Caiyun, was killed by Yunxiao. (Chapter 1058)
The Fairy of Rainbow Clouds was considered useless by the Investiture of the Gods and had no chance of being made a god.

Han Zhixian was lucky; despite her many mishaps, she managed to survive the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods.

The reason she came to Duobao at this time was certainly not to offer herself to him, but to ask if he could find her a job in the Heavenly Court.

Jade Cauldron Immortal and Turtle Spirit Holy Mother preferred the less efficient path of immortality to the path of incense offerings and divine worship. Han Zhixian, on the other hand, did not want to work hard and wanted to use her connection with Duobao to cultivate the path of incense offerings and divine worship while lying down.

Han Zhixian called out "Senior Brother" twice in a sweet voice, but there was no response from inside the Treasure Pavilion. She was a little puzzled, so she pushed open the door and went inside.

"Senior Brother, I am Hanzhi."

"Senior Brother, did I disturb your cultivation?"

"Senior Brother, where are you?"

While in Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island, she did not think she was in danger and, driven by curiosity, began searching the front hall.

Suddenly, a figure wreathed in dazzling electric light flashed through the corridor on one side.

Han Zhixian didn't even see what happened. A flash of lightning passed before her eyes, and then she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She subconsciously looked down and saw a fist-sized hole in her chest, the edges of which were scorched and burnt by the high temperature.

"My senior brother, spare my life!" The lightning bolt took away all her life force. Her body fell to the ground first, and then the teacup in Han Zhixian's hand fell to the ground with a crisp "crack".

(End of this chapter)