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Chapter 443: Thunder of the Era

Qinghan Xuangong.

In the living quarters of the Deputy Palace Master.

The twin sisters were discussing a recent major event that occurred in Xuangong.

"A thousand merits are awarded the 'Copper Spirit Leaf Medal,' five thousand merits are awarded the 'Silver Spirit Leaf Medal,' and twenty-five thousand merits are awarded the 'Gold Spirit Leaf Medal.' There are three levels of medals in total."

"The warriors who wear the highest level 'Gold Spirit Leaf Medal' have the same status as Xuanshi within Xuangong. They no longer need to salute Xuanshi when they meet them in the future. This is truly a groundbreaking reform."

The topic the sisters were discussing was the decree issued by Xuangong a few days ago.

It was a heavyweight decree that shook the entire Xuangong - the "Palace Merit Decree."

Anyone with a brain could see that the core purpose of this decree was to improve the treatment and status of warriors.

Lin Wanxian chuckled, "I've seen the warriors of the Red Armor Army these days, and they all look ecstatic. On the other hand, the Xuanshi's faces don't look too good."

Lin Wanshu nodded and said, "Xuanshi used to be able to boss the warriors around as they pleased, but now they won't have that privilege anymore. Of course, they're not too happy about it."

Lin Wanxian agreed, "Yes, with just a few dozen warhawks, the warriors can easily kill powerful monsters. It's too easy for them to obtain palace merits and get the Gold Spirit Leaf Medal."

Lin Wanshu speculated, "The Red Armor Hall has hundreds of thousands of warriors. I estimate that in a few years, there will be a large number of Gold Spirit Leaf Medals."

Lin Wanxian's delicate and pretty face was full of sighs, "The Deputy Palace Master just came back and caused such a big event. No wonder everyone says he is the most capable person in Xuangong."

The news of the new decree, which was promoted by Cheng Han, had spread throughout Xuangong, and the twin sisters naturally couldn't be unaware of it.

Lin Wanshu immediately corrected, "What do you mean by 'the most capable person'? He is clearly the most capable person, with the most achievements, and the most remarkable figure!"

This sentence repeated the word "most" three times, showing the maid's admiration for her master.

Lin Wanxian realized that she had said something foolish and quickly said, "Sister, you're right!"

Lin Wanshu snorted, "Those Xuanshi used to look down on people, but the Deputy Palace Master brought them down from their high horses. I think this is a good thing."

Lin Wanxian agreed deeply, "The Deputy Palace Master has a high position and power, but he treats people kindly. Those Xuanshi are far inferior to the Deputy Palace Master in strength, yet they act so arrogant."

Lin Wanshu glanced at her sister and spoke with a warning tone, "We are the people by the Deputy Palace Master's side. No matter what the situation, we must fully support him."

Lin Wanxian promised solemnly, "Sister, I will remember!"

Lin Wanshu pointed to the table full of books and documents, "Let's continue reading the documents."

These things were all information from various institutions in Xuangong.

Since Cheng Han decided to use the twin sisters as "public spokespersons" to supervise the daily affairs of Xuangong's institutions, they naturally had to learn first.

Otherwise, how could these two girls work if they were completely clueless?

The sisters stopped chatting and began to study seriously.

The palace returned to its quiet state.

After half an hour.

Lin Wanxian suddenly stretched lazily, revealing her infinitely beautiful figure, which was truly thought-provoking.

She glanced at her focused sister and smirked, "Sister, I've noticed that the Deputy Palace Master particularly likes it from behind... um, you know what I mean."

She said this with an ambiguous tone.

Those who understand naturally understand at first listen.

Lin Wanshu was momentarily stunned, suddenly realizing that this was a vulgar remark, and a large patch of crimson instantly floated across her beautiful face.

She glared fiercely at her younger sister, "What are you constantly thinking about?"

Lin Wanxian straightened her moderately sized chest, with an attitude of righteousness and confidence, "Of course I'm thinking about you, sir! Don't you think about it too, sister?"

Lin Wanshu was immediately speechless.

Lin Wanxian chuckled and imitated her sister's voice, "Ah~ sir... I can't take it anymore... I can't..."

The tone of this sentence was extremely strange, sounding as if one was about to run out of breath.

Experienced people could tell that this was definitely not a good thing.

Lin Wanshu's face instantly turned into a big crab, so red that it was about to drip blood, and she pounced fiercely, shouting, "I'm going to tear your mouth off!"

For a moment.

The sisters turned into a mess.

It can be seen.

The personalities of these twin sisters are clearly different.

The older sister, Lin Wanshu, tends to be conservative.

The younger sister, Lin Wanxian, is more lively.

*

Just as the sisters said.

The promulgation of the new decree brought joy to some and dissatisfaction to others.

Inside the Tianluo Hall.

Several attendants and Xuan Shi were quietly discussing certain provisions of the "Palace Merit Decree".

"Allocate a portion of the Source Xuanjing for the 'Linglong Xuan Array' to help the warriors who obtain medals cleanse their marrow and destroy their souls. This is simply outrageous!"

"The Source Xuanjing is so precious. Low-level Xuan Shi can only receive three pieces per year. The warriors haven't even condensed their Soul Imprints, so they can't fully utilize the Source Xuanjing. This is a shameful waste!"

"Yes! It's hard to believe that the Palace Master would agree to such excessive regulations."

When these people spoke with indignation, their tone could be described as "reproachful".

"Someone who is a Xuan Shi himself doesn't understand the difficulties of others, but instead arbitrarily deducts resources from other Xuan Shi. He's really not worth a thing!"

"He's high up there, with so much Source Xuanjing that he can't possibly use it all. He doesn't care about other Xuan Shi at all."

Not a single word mentioned Vice Palace Master Cheng, but every sentence was about him.

All of these vividly demonstrated what it means to "move their cheese".

*

At this moment.

In a certain void.

This place is about 1,100 kilometers away from the Xuan Palace, with a perpetual strong wind blowing.

In this vast expanse, nothing can usually be seen.

Only a few floating plants occasionally drifted past this place, carried by the air currents towards the next empty space.

But now.

There are some strange beings here.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Accompanied by a sharp whistle.

Hundreds of small red dots can be seen, arranged in a triangular formation, swiftly advancing.

They are the Fire Eagles.

A hurried voice suddenly came through the communication channel: "Report to the Vice Palace Master, it seems like the target has spotted us!"

Cheng Han's command immediately followed: "We're almost there, begin the hunt!"

Before the words were finished, a peculiar sound came from the distance.

"Beep~ Beep~"

Listening to it gives a sense of vastness and remoteness.

It is the cry of the Terratitans.

Previously, this group of Fire Eagles encountered two groups of floating behemoths during their long-distance flight.

At that time, Cheng Han made up his mind to teach these creatures a lesson.

In the past few days, he dispatched several batches of Fire Eagles to patrol around the Xuan Palace, searching for the whereabouts of the Terratitans.

Hard work pays off.

Today, a team of Fire Eagles finally discovered a small group consisting of six behemoths.

"Woo! Woo!"

The roar of the magic engines suddenly escalated.

The flock of war hawks split into three squads and swooped towards the target from different directions.

Cheng Han's voice sounded again: "Everyone, the opportunity to make achievements is right in front of us. As long as we obtain the Bronze Spirit Leaf Medal, we will have a chance to undergo a soul-cleansing and have a greater chance of condensing the Soul Tempering Seal."

This was clearly a motivation.

The warriors responded with a resounding agreement.

"Kill the behemoths!"

"Promote to Xuan Masters!"

Cheng Han smiled.

He knew very well that to truly elevate the status of the warriors, the medal was just an empty title. Substantial rewards had to be given.

Having served in the Tai'an Black Armor Army, he naturally knew what the warriors truly desired.

So he decisively advised the Palace Master to allocate a portion of the Source Xuan Crystal to the warriors who obtained the medal.

If you want the horse to run, you must let the horse eat its fill. This is the correct way of doing things.

On the other hand.

The essence of reform is essentially dividing the cake.

Since the warriors have the ability to make greater contributions, why can't they sit at the table and share a portion of the "feast"?

More than 98% of Xuan Masters cannot reach the "Earth Xuan Gate" throughout their lives.

If that's the case, what's wrong with dividing a small piece of the cake?

Previously, Cheng Han did not have the authority to divide the cake.

But now, he has the qualifications to do so, so he pushed forward the new decree without hesitation.

One minute later.

The figures of the six Terratitans appeared forty kilometers away.

"Fire!"

A powerful and resolute command spread through the communication channel.

Hundreds of Fire Eagles from the first squad simultaneously dropped a Hawk Strike Xuan Weapon.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The helmets worn by the operators continuously vibrated.

They used the mysterious fluctuations to remotely control the Hawk Strike Xuan Weapons.

Hundreds of new-style Xuan Weapons, trailing long tails of flames, drew arcs in the air and swooped towards the Terratitans from all directions.

It was clearly visible.

The six floating behemoths faced this unprecedented scene and showed obvious panic.

To rely solely on a group of warriors to hunt down Terratitans whose strength generally surpasses that of Xuan Masters, this was a first in history.

In other words.

This could be considered a historic battle.

At this moment.

Cheng Han sat in the cockpit, watching the Xuan Weapons paint a magnificent picture in the sky, and whispered with a smile, "The melody of the new era is the rise of ordinary people!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The Xuan Weapons erupted with thunder.

Like the shouts of ordinary people.

For seven consecutive days, it was always past midnight.

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(End of this chapter)