820 Second Edict, Destroy the Inheritance
Prime Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic’s first edict summoned the Confucian Grandmasters and Heavenly Spirit Cultivators of the Central Continent to follow him into the Imperial City.
Confucianism controlled Heavenly Mystic, but most of the Confucianist Grandmasters were already in the Imperial City. Some of them were in charge of a region and had important responsibilities.
As for some scattered Confucian cultivators, they either lived in seclusion in the mountains or taught people like Dongfang Shu. They did not care about power.
These Confucian grandmasters outside the Imperial City didn’t even move when Wen Mosheng was here.
Most of the Spiritual Dao cultivators in the Heavenly Mystic world were in their sects, and those Heaven Realm experts rarely participated in the affairs of the dynasty.
Han Muye issued an edict to let them go to the Imperial City.
Could it work?
Looking at the golden words, a trace of hesitation flashed across Yunduan’s eyes. In the end, she did not speak.
In her opinion, it was best for Han Muye to enter the Imperial City and focus on ruling the Heavenly Mystic World for decades before slowly obtaining the recognition of all parties.
Such a direct edict was directly against those Peak Nascent Soul Realm experts.
A single mistake could damage the prestige of the new Prime Minister.
If the dignity of a country was really lost, it would lose the popular sentiment of the people and the fate of the country. No matter what they did in the future, they could not make up for it.
“Where’s Huang Zhihu?”
Han Muye looked at the stunned Yunduan.
“Zhihu led the Mystic Sun Guards to suppress the Daoist Faction in the eight counties in the southeast.”
Yunduan quickly replied.
Suppress the Daoist Faction.
Daoism was not stable enough. Perhaps no one would listen to the minister’s edict.
This was what Yunduan meant.
She quietly looked up at Han Muye. Yunduan believed that it was impossible for him not to understand.
Han Muye’s expression did not change. He raised his hand and a silk book appeared.
“Edict, Qian Yiming of the Southern Wasteland returns to the Central Continent. With this decree, he will annihilate all those who disobey the Heavenly Mystic World and destroy their inheritance.”
There were golden words shining on the purple edict, and there was a blood-red color.
Yunduan’s eyes widened as she stared at the edict.
Han Muye’s edict did not only represent himself.
His every word and action represented the Heavenly Mystic Dynasty, the Heavenly Mystic Confucian Dao, and the Heavenly Dao of the Heavenly Mystic World!
The Heavenly Dao sought stability and balance. When did it become so intense?!
“Minister Han, this—”
Yunduan started to speak, then paused and nodded. “Okay.”
If the person in front of her today was Minister Wen Mosheng, she would definitely not ask.
In the end, she felt that Han Muye’s foundation was too shallow.
Han Muye did not speak again and slowly closed his eyes.
He was not Wen Mosheng.
He would not play a big game.
His mind was only focused on the situation that he could see.
Protecting the Heavenly Mystic was all.
Ever since the Dao Competition began, he had been trying his best to increase the chips in his hands.
Sword Core, Sword Formation, external aid.
During his trip to the Endless Sea, he had obtained several powerful allies.
The desolate Qilin Divine Beast.
The Sword Pavilion of the Six Stalwart Pavilion.
The Confucian Faction of the Wenyuan Pavilion.
The key was that he had also obtained the support of Endless Divine Venerables.
The power of the Endless Sea was coming.
Not only the various parties on the Scattered Stars Island, but Han Muye also had Huang Six, who was outside the dam, and the sword cultivators recruited by Gu Yuening.
Divine Master Qi Yang would not come personally, but he would have enough support.
At least two Divine Venerables and at least ten Dao Ancestor-level cultivators were Han Muye’s true reliance.
Han Muye was no longer in the mood to deal with the various parties in the Heavenly Mystic World.
If Minister Wen was still in charge of the Heavenly Mystic, he might still seek stability.
But Han Muye was not Wen Mosheng.
…
The fleet moved forward and crossed the Central Continent.
The county guards below came to pay their respects.
Yunduan came forward to comfort him, but Han Muye did not appear.
The two decrees had already spread throughout the Central Continent. Some Confucian Grandmasters and Heaven Realm experts from all over the world headed to the Imperial City without hesitation. Some were just observing, while others did not take it seriously.
He was a new official and had yet to sit in that position, but he was already so wanton?
Be it Confucianism cultivators or Daoist Heaven Realm cultivators, they all disdained to abide by the edict.
Could Han Muye personally kill someone?
With the authority of the world in hand, if Han Muye attacked in the Heavenly Mystic World, he believed that no one would be his match.
But he was alone.
His authority had yet to stabilize, and he had yet to enter the Imperial City. The edict he issued had words on it, but it did not have the support of the power of heaven and earth.
Those who acknowledged it would treat it as an edict.
Those who didn’t recognize it would treat it as scrap paper.
The Central Continent, Liangshu City, Guardian Residence.
The three great cultivators of Confucianism sat around him.
Bai Hao, the grandmaster of Confucianism, was in charge of Liangsu City. The other two were Fang Mingshan, a grandmaster of Confucianism, and Zhu Huan, a grand scholar who lived in seclusion on Liangsu Mountain.
At this moment, there was a purple edict in front of the three of them.
This was the edict distributed. It was Han Muye’s first edict to summon the Confucian Grandmasters and Spiritual Dao Heavenly Realm experts of the Central Continent to the Imperial City.
Of course, this was only a copy.
“Now that a new official has taken office, the first flame is going to burn through the Heavenly Mystic Realm…”
He was Zhu Huan, a great scholar who lived in seclusion on Liangshu Mountain. He had long been a grandmaster of Confucianism and had even been an instructor at the Imperial City Academy.
Having lived in the Imperial City, Zhu also knew the general situation of Heavenly Mystic.
The Imperial City had the power to suppress everything.
The Imperial City Academy alone was enough to sweep through the Heavenly Mystic Continent.
A bitter expression appeared on Bai Hao’s face as he said, “You’re all fine. You don’t have anything to worry about. You can leave whenever you want, and it’s even more convenient for you to go to the imperial city. I have a lot of work to do.”
Zhu Huan nodded and sighed softly.
From the beginning of the Dao competition, the few Daoist sects outside Liangye City were not stable.
That was especially true of the Golden Jade Dao Sect, which was located 3,000 miles outside the city. They had three Heaven Realm experts in charge, and the grand elder, Daoist Chao Yan, was already in the eighth stage of the Out of Body Realm, making him a match for Bai Hao.
