Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1740 The Secret Between Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao

The farce on Jin'ao Island has come to an end.

Thor remained arrogant and offered no explanation. Before the disciples of the Jie Sect could surround him, he vanished in a flash of lightning.

The next question is how to deal with Duobao.

With Duobao looking like this, he can never go back to the Bureau of Regulations and Standards of the Three Departments.

However, we can't suppress him like we did with the Holy Mother of Fire or Sun Wukong by placing a mountain on him. First, it's impossible to suppress him; even Deng Chanyu couldn't. At most, it would only suppress him for three to five years, so what's the point? Second, his status as the chief disciple of the Jie Sect is high enough. Equality for all beings is just a fantasy; the norm is that high-ranking officials are above the law.

The matter of Han Zhixian was left unmentioned, neither in the light nor in the dark, and was simply forgotten. In any case, Han Zhixian was dead, and Luo Xuan was dead too. The dead had no value in the prehistoric world. To execute a quasi-saint who had the potential to attain the Primordial Chaos realm for an insignificant disciple? Impossible.

After informing Lingbao Tianzun, Jinling Shengmu confiscated the Zhuxian Sword from Duobao's hands and punished the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect by confining him to his quarters. How long was the confinement? It was not said, but in any case, he was not allowed to leave Biyou Palace without Lingbao Tianzun's order.

With the loss of Duobao, a tough nut to crack, the progress made by the Bureau of Regulations for the Three Offices in the early stages could be lost. Phoenix supported the large-scale layoffs, and now that Duobao is gone, it is foreseeable that the policy will collapse with his death.

If Duobao does a good job, Fenghuang deserves credit; similarly, if all of Duobao's policies are considered chaotic, then Fenghuang will also have to take the blame.

With Duobao under house arrest, there's a high chance those dismissed celestial officials will return to Heaven. Phoenix, who supported Duobao's efforts to reduce redundant staff, hasn't reached the point of issuing a self-reproach edict, but since they've been wronged, shouldn't they be compensated? With one coming and one going, Heaven's meager resources won't be enough to squander.

In an effort to appease discontent across departments, the problem of redundant staff may even worsen.

Are twenty-four marshals enough for the Thunder Department? That doesn't fit the number of days in the universe. Shouldn't there be thirty-six marshals?

Fortunately, Duobao is not alone. He is the chief disciple of the Jie Sect. His recommendation for the position of Director of the Three Departments of Regulations was made by a group of Jie Sect disciples who begged Phoenix to appoint him. Now, Duobao is only under house arrest, not dead. The policies he previously formulated need to be implemented by the Jie Sect disciples.

Deng Chanyu thought that the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit was a good candidate, and if all else failed, Old Zhao could also take office.

In any case, the disciples of the Jie Sect must hold on to Duobao's banner for a while longer.

Ten days later.

The Jie Sect completed many appointments in the post-Duobao era.

From the outside, the Jie Sect appears to be a unified entity, and they themselves claim to be so. Even if Duobao makes a mistake, his affairs are still the affairs of the Jie Sect.

The task of establishing the Three Offices Regulations was entrusted to the Holy Mother Guiling, with Yu Yuan as her deputy. Occasionally, the Holy Mother Jinling would also have to go to the Heavenly Court to support her junior sister and disciples.

The task of conquering the Blood Sea was entrusted to Zhao Gongming.

This job requires a lot of connections and prestige, and Lao Zhao is practically the only candidate.

Seven days later.

Old Zhao led more than 5,000 immortals into the Blood Sea, of whom one-tenth were disciples of the Jie Sect.

After arriving at the sea of ​​blood, the army made no attempt to hide.

Almost as a provocation, Old Zhao, a quasi-saint, personally took action and captured more than ten cities occupied by the Asura clan within three days.

Not only did they plunder a large amount of spiritual materials, they also reduced all the Asuras to slavery.

Following Duobao's previous plan, Lao Zhao selected a high ground and began building the Tower of Babel, which was wide at both ends and narrow in the middle, with a rather peculiar shape.

This tower, named after the heavens, naturally has a wondrous function. Not only can it serve as the control center of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, but it can also connect heaven and earth, restricting the possibility of the Styx Ancestor escaping through the Sea of ​​Blood.

The Blood Sea is a region and a concept. Theoretically, a drop of blood from a living being is an extension of the Blood Sea, and the Styx Ancestor can theoretically be hidden inside any living being.

The combined power of the Tower of Babel and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation would prevent his escape. Millions of Asuras, whipped and lashed, were forced daily under the blood-red sun to transport bricks and stones to build the tower's foundation.

Many ancient immortals watched from afar.

The Asuras carried heavy bricks, heavier than millstones, on their arduous journey.

In just over ten days, the foundation of the Tower of Babel had already taken shape.

Layer upon layer of blood-stained rubble lay beneath, but how many Asura skeletons lay there remains unknown.

In any case, according to the observations of the immortals, the number is definitely not small.

Old Zhao also knew that too many lives had been lost beneath this tower, so every hundred feet a railing was erected, and after sunset, the sound of the soul-suppressing bells could be heard ringing out.

Old Zhao was busy with the "minor matter" of conquering the Blood Sea for all living beings in the prehistoric world. Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao also came to the Blood Sea, where they were discussing the "major matter" between the two of them.

After dealing with Duobao, they started saying that Yunxiao was making excuses whenever possible, saying that Jinling Shengmu was going to have a meeting one day and that Lingbao Tianzun had issued a holy decree the next.

Deng Chanyu was very dissatisfied. Why do you Jie Sect have so many fuss over nothing?

Later, upon hearing that Lao Zhao was going to conquer the Blood Sea, Yunxiao immediately followed him to the Blood Sea under the pretext of protecting his elder brother's safety.

When she arrived, Deng Chanyu followed.

It's just a sea of ​​blood. Isn't that supposed to be a legendary honeymoon destination for escaping the summer heat? It's fine.

“So, if you haven’t found your true happiness by the end of the month, then come back to Nuwa Palace with me,” Deng Chanyu said decisively, holding up one finger.

Two blushes instantly appeared on Yunxiao's fair face, like a little girl, and she shook her head repeatedly: "A month? That's too short, how about ten thousand years?"

Deng Chanyu rolled her eyes: "Ten thousand years is too long."

"It won't be long, it'll pass quickly, and you can calm down."

"No, I think... um, how about three months? After three months, you and I will go back to Nuwa Palace."

"No way! I love Three Immortal Islands!"

"Then I'll go to the Three Immortals Island."

That's not what I meant!

The two pointed to the boundless sea of ​​blood, seemingly talking about the Styx Ancestor, but in reality, they were discussing all sorts of random things in their consciousness.

Xiao Wu and Yuan Xiao followed the two adults like little shadows.

"Little Yuanzi, what's there to discuss about this huge sea of ​​blood in front of us?" Xiao Wu looked puzzled, not understanding what her father and older sister meant by pointing at the sea of ​​blood.

Yuanxiao was only afraid of ghosts, not Asuras. She carried her giant door-shaped sword and looked around from time to time.

Upon hearing Xiao Wu's question, he thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps Grandmaster and Master have other considerations? We don't understand adult matters."

"Okay, okay, they're all adults, and I'm the only child. I always feel like they're hiding something from me. Oh, I really want to know what that secret is!" Little Wu was very clever, his little face full of curiosity. When Yunxiao turned to look at him, he quickly lowered his eyes and became respectful.

(End of this chapter)