Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

In Beishuo Prefecture, after the Xuanwang Mansion decided the overall situation that day, the seven grass and wood armies were dispatched to the seven prefectures under the king's order.

Each army consists of a thousand men, their vital energies intertwined. Once the army is in formation, a sword-wielding military spirit, comparable to a terrestrial deity, stands guard over the city.

Officials and generals who were once loyal to Gu Cangyue and only recognized the old king's orders were taken down one by one.

The powerful families that secretly passed on information and attempted to observe the situation were uprooted.

As for those who wanted to take advantage of the transition between the old and the new to incite chaos, they were killed on the spot by the Grass and Wood Taoist soldiers before they could even break through the city gates.

At first, some people thought that the new king's foundation was shallow and his methods were so cruel that they would surely provoke greater resistance.

But a day passed, and no resistance came.

Three days later, the governors of the seven prefectures successively presented their official seals, household registers, and military tallies.

Seven days later, all the cities, large and small, within the territory of Beishuo had been issued new royal decrees.

The local powerful families, each with their own agendas, either bowed down or disappeared.

Those who are still alive have finally learned one thing.

The new king wants more than just submission; he wants complete control over the Northern Kingdom.

The privately maintained troops of aristocratic families were disbanded and reorganized, and all the armor, provisions, and spiritual materials hidden in the manor's underground vaults were confiscated.

The local government re-verified household registrations and measured spiritual fields. Even mineral veins and secret realms that had not been reported to the royal palace for many years were registered one by one.

The Grass and Wood Dao soldiers even took over the post roads and communication towers of the seven prefectures.

Any spiritual message that flies out of the North Sea must first pass under their noses.

It was only at this point that some people were horrified to discover that these silent warriors did not need salaries, were not courted by powerful families, did not tire, and had no relatives to threaten them.

When they stand atop the city wall, they are soldiers; after they lay down their armor and fall into the mountains and forests, they can transform into a blade of grass or a tree that can be seen everywhere in the northern north.

To avoid them, one would have to render the entire Northern Shuozhou barren.

From now on, there can only be one voice in Beishuo Prefecture.

That was the voice of Xuan Wang Gu Changjin.

Gu Changjin, who had searched the entire Northern Shuo Prefecture, paid no attention to the storms outside.

Inside the main hall of the Xuanwang Mansion, the gates were tightly closed.

Gu Changjin sat cross-legged on the throne, surrounded by no spiritual light, only wisps of verdant energy emanating from the void and entering his body.

Those are the myriad spirit seeds scattered throughout the seven prefectures of Beishuo.

Every plant that had been enlightened, every plant soldier, and even the wisp of earth energy from where they were rooted, were now connected to him from afar.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Changjin slowly opened his eyes.

A glint of green light flashed and disappeared from the depths of his eyes.

"Peak of the Celestial Realm".

He briefly sensed the power within his body, but his face remained largely expressionless.

Taking another step forward, one becomes what this world calls a terrestrial immortal, which, in the main world, would be equivalent to a true immortal.

To outsiders, this step is an insurmountable chasm between immortals and mortals.

However, for someone whose true form has already reached the Earth Immortal realm and has personally cultivated the Xuanxian Immortal's work, there is no bottleneck to speak of; it's simply that this other self still needs to continue accumulating experience.

What truly caught Gu Changjin's attention was the new addition to the Dao Fruit.

With a thought, a mantra woven from countless pure white characters slowly unfolded in the depths of his consciousness.

The Law of Ten Thousand Spirits and Clear Sky.

This is precisely the result that Dao Guo deduced by taking the "Ten Thousand Spirits Seed Heaven Scripture" as the foundation, and fusing the military spirits of plants and trees, the fortune of dynasties, the celestial registers of the heavens, and all the changes in the mountains and rivers of Beishuo into one.

If the "Scripture of Ten Thousand Spirits Planting Heaven" is merely to enlighten plants and nurture Dao soldiers, then the "Law of Ten Thousand Spirits Azure Heaven" aims to plant something far more than just a single soldier.

It's a whole world!

Pure white text unfolds, and a landscape painting that only exists in consciousness slowly unfolds.

In the picture, the first thing to light up is a small blade of grass in the Xuanwang Mansion. Next is Beishuo City, the prefectural city, and ancient trees and vines covering the mountains and plains.

Countless blue light spots are connected by roots, growing continuously along rivers, mountains and underground veins, eventually transforming into a giant blue net covering the sky and the earth.

Above the giant net, countless spirits of plants and trees support the dome; below the giant net, the fortune generated by the life of all living beings no longer flows towards the old heaven, but instead flows back into that new heavenly sky along the roots.

With the seeds of myriad spirits as its root, it will take root in the mountains and rivers of the world; with the earth's veins as its soil, it will nourish endless plants and trees; with the souls of countless plants and trees as its bones, it will support the four poles of the sky; and with the wishes of all living beings and the fortune of a place as its flesh and blood, it will finally be able to open up a new sky that belongs only to Gu Changjin under the old sky.

As long as the grass and trees endure, as long as the blue sky remains, wherever all spirits go, that is the realm of heaven.

Once all thirteen provinces of the world are under his control, with the roots of countless plants and trees connecting mountains and rivers, and the military spirits of the thirteen provinces supporting the sky, he can use the thirteen provinces as a foundation to completely uproot the heavens that the Great Yin Dynasty has nurtured for tens of thousands of years.

On that day, the sky will change color, and a clear blue sky will stand.

"If I become the Green Emperor in the future, I will make the peach blossoms bloom all at once..."

Gu Changjin murmured a sentence, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

The name "Azure Emperor" is quite fitting for the occasion.

However, conquering one state at a time and then spreading the Myriad Spirits Dao Seeds throughout the thirteen states was ultimately too slow.

Fortunately, the "Ten Thousand Spirits' Law" also provides an even faster path.

Heavenly Register!

When the Great Yin Dynasty enfeoffed its princes, what was truly important was never just the imperial decree, but the celestial register, formed by the condensation of the heavenly fortune and recorded in the celestial records.

It is both a constraint and a gateway of authority that Heaven has opened on its own initiative.

The kings used it to manipulate the fortune of their fiefdoms, receiving the blessing of Heaven and also being subject to its supervision.

However, if this Heavenly Record is refined in reverse and then planted into the Myriad Spirits Dao Seed, the result will be completely different.

Gu Changjin didn't even need to raise the flag of rebellion immediately.

Once he obtains the Xuanwang Heavenly Register, he can use this portal to silently insert the Myriad Spirit Roots into the interior of the Azure Heaven, intercepting the Northern Shuo's fortune that should have flowed towards the Heavenly Capital, and using the power of an entire province to nourish his own Azure Heaven.

Doesn't Heaven like to eat?

Let's see who can eat faster.

Just as he was thinking about this, Gu Changjin suddenly raised his head.

"They're here."

Above Beishuo City, the once calm, azure sky suddenly began to ripple.

A streak of azure light pierced through the vast sky, hurtling towards the direction of Tianjing.

Countless cultivators, noble families, and officials in the city looked up at the same time, only to see the stream of light hanging above the royal city, transforming into a golden decree swirling with the aura of the heavens.

The next moment, a powerful celestial sound resounded throughout the entire city.

"Heaven has decreed its will, and the Great Yin Dynasty has issued an edict..."

"King Xuan, Gu Cangyue, and his heir, Gu Changming, were ordered to suppress the rebellion and died for the king. Their loyalty and bravery are commendable. Now, King Xuan's second son, Gu Changjin, is appointed to inherit the title of King Xuan, govern the seven prefectures of Beishuo, pacify the people and quell the rebellion, and live up to the grace of the emperor."

"So be it!"

As the voice faded, the entire city of Beishuo fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a thunderous roar.

"Your Majesty, we offer our congratulations!"

"The imperial decree has finally arrived!"

"The title has been decided; from this day forward, no one may question His Highness's succession to the throne!"

Whether they genuinely submitted or were forced to submit to the situation, at this moment, all parties in the city seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Previously, Gu Changjin had forcibly seized the throne of Xuan King through military force, but now, the imperial decree from Tianjing has finally added the last layer of legitimacy to that throne.

From then on, he was the rightful ruler of Beishuo.

Only inside the main hall of the Xuanwang Mansion, Gu Changjin looked up at the scroll of imperial edict, his eyes filled with anticipation.

The words of the successor to the title have been read.

Next, the celestial register should be re-formed and the name recorded in the heavens, right?

However, under his gaze, the golden decree trembled slightly, then transformed into a sky full of golden light and merged into the void.

The azure sky closed again, and there was no more movement in the world.

Gu Changjin waited for a moment.

After waiting a while longer.

The smile on his face gradually froze.

"That's it?"

Gu Changjin looked up at the sky, then looked down at his empty hands, and fell into a rare silence.

"No...where is my Xuanwang Heavenly Talisman?"

"So stingy, you really won't give it to me?"

His eye twitched slightly, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards the outside of Beishuo Prefecture.

"So, do I have to go next door and steal one?"