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"Then I'll be called Ghost King." He Chuan looked towards the source of the voice. The other party nodded at him. It seemed that this fellow was also someone who cultivated the Yellow Springs mantras.

Titles were mostly related to cultivation techniques.

He Chuan's title in the Reincarnation Palace was the Beiyin Nether King, and he was considered to be from the Divine Ghost Sect.

The Celestial Cultivator opened his right hand, and a mask appeared in his palm.

The mask was pale, like a white skeleton, and two sharp fangs protruded from the corner of its mouth.

"Next month, we will continue to harass the Yan Empire's borders. Fire God!"

"Yes!"

"You, Ghost King, and Emperor Wuji will be responsible for taking down Great Mountain and Yang Mountain counties."

"Yes." A Daoist wearing a white-browed divine bird mask walked out from beside him.

This person's voice was old. He was a newcomer who had just entered the Myriad Immortals Archipelago. He entered before He Chuan.

One could tell his status based on his position. Emperor Wuji was not far from the Celestial Cultivator and was at least ranked in the top ten among this group of people. He should be a God Realm cultivator.

"Meeting dismissed." The leader of the Myriad Immortals Archipelago was the Celestial Venerable, but that didn't mean his words carried weight.

This was a very loose alliance. Apart from regular plundering, they basically did not care about the internal affairs of the sects. They did not even care about internal strife.

He Chuan left with Fire God.

"What exactly is the Celestial Cultivator?" After walking far away, He Chuan went forward and asked.

"It is said that he was from the same era as the Yellow Emperor. His cultivation is unfathomable." Fire God said.

Since ancient times, the Celestial Cultivator had always existed, leading the cultivators from the Hundred Schools to fight against the Yan Empire. No one knew his true identity, only that the cultivation of the Celestial Cultivator's cultivation was unfathomable.

"What realm is beyond the God Realm?" He Chuan asked.

"God Realm experts comprehend the power of the universe. They are at the peak of God Realm, and above that are Sacred Sovereigns who comprehend the creation of Yin and Yang."

The Fire God couldn't tell what the Sacred Sovereign was. After all, it was too far away.

Maybe Fire God didn't dare to tell him.

His mission should be for helping the Celestial Cultivator to test He Chuan and Emperor Wuji. If they were spies from the Yan Country, they would definitely not dare to rob them.

"Wait!" Emperor Wuji flew over from afar.

"Hello, Fellow Daoists. Why don't we go to Donghua Star for a visit?" Emperor Wuji greeted them, and the few of them exchanged pleasantries.

For some reason, He Chuan felt he was somewhat familiar.

Thinking of this, He Chuan went to the so-called Donghua Star to see who the other party was.

"Why not?" The Fire God immediately agreed. As a trusted subordinate of the Celestial Cultivator, he felt that it was necessary to search for information about the newcomers so as not to harm the interests of the Myriad Immortals Archipelago.

Soon, Emperor Wuji brought the two of them through the array and arrived at the stars in outer space.

This planet was called the Tall Man Star. From time to time, nine feet tall humans walked past them.

The majority of them were the workers. When they saw He Chuan and the others, they immediately avoided them and lowered their heads. They only dared to raise their heads after the three of them had walked far away.

There were also experts on the Tall Man Star. He Chuan saw Immortal Tall Man bowing to Emperor Wuji.

They arrived at the brand-new hall.

Judging from the bustling work scene, Emperor Wuji should have occupied the city not long ago.

When he arrived at the main hall, Emperor Wuji took off his mask. He was an old man with a sage-like demeanor, looking amiable.

He Chuan would not trust the other party easily.

"Let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Fire God and Fellow Daoist Ghost King."

Emperor Wuji introduced them one by one.

He took the initiative to take off his mask to express his goodwill to the two of them.

If they didn't trust him, they would invite him to their territory and show him their true colors.

When He Chuan saw one of them, his pupils constricted.

"What happened?" Emperor Wuji asked curiously when he noticed He Chuan's strange behavior.

"I'm fine. This little Daoist was a little dazed." He Chuan's heart was in turmoil. It wasn't fear, but an inexplicable feeling.

The other party was from the Divine Emperor Sect!

Emperor Wuji looked very familiar. He had never seen his appearance before, so he should be in disguise.

"Is this the place that the Divine Emperor Sect is exploring?" He Chuan was enlightened.

If his guess was correct, Emperor Wuji should be Emperor Tianfang.

Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road! He actually met this person here.

The other party probably did not know he had already seen through his identity.

This was even more interesting. He didn't expect this guy to occupy a star here and join the upper echelons of the Myriad Immortals Archipelago.

The few of them did not have much to talk about. They exchanged a few pleasantries and agreed on a location and secret code. He Chuan returned to Silver Mountain Star.

Emperor Wuji watched the two of them leave as he calculated frantically in his heart.

He had gained the trust of the natives here and was going to devour this world.

If he allowed the people of the Myriad Immortals Archipelago to stand in front of him, he would devour Great Yan's faith. Once he broke through to the Sacred Sovereign realm, he would replace the position of the Celestial Cultivator.

If he really couldn't do it, he could just leave. After all, there was still a way out, and he could return to Dahao Star.

"Five Emperors! How could I become one of them?" Emperor Tianfang pondered.

Everyone envied the status of the five emperors, who were supported by a realm and enjoyed hundreds of thousands of years of wealth.

If he knew the secrets of the Five Emperors, Heavenly Emperor Tianfang would not hesitate to replicate them on the Dahao Star and enslave the entire world.

He should be able to find out something in the Great Mountain and Yang Mountain counties in a few days.

...

He Chuan returned to the Lin family and continued to prepare for the imperial examination.

The High-level Scholar examination increased the subjective aspects, such as policy discussion and poetry. One could not rely solely on memorization to solve the problem.

However, these were not a problem. Poetry and songs could be copied. The history of Dahao Star was endless, and many top poets had been born.

Even the Southern Spiritual Region had poets that had been passed down for thousands of years. After all, it had a history of tens of thousands of years. Its overall standard was still much higher than the Blue Planet.

However, he couldn't use the poems of the Dahao Star. It would be easy for Emperor Tianfang to discover it.

He could only use Blue Planet's poems. He didn't count on the top scorer, but he could consider ordinary High-level Scholar and Bachelor-level Schoolar.

He Chuan was busy preparing for the exam, and the Lin family was tactful enough not to disturb him. The family head, Lin Xiu, asked people to send some supplies over from time to time.

"How do you feel? Do you have the confidence to pass?" In the study, Lin Xiu and He Chuan sat opposite each other. The beautiful woman beside them poured tea for the two of them.

His hostility towards his younger brother had greatly decreased, or perhaps it could be said his mentality had grown quite a bit.

The grudges in the past were just child's play.

The position of the head of the family was still not stable, and the only ones who were more reliable were his younger brothers.

After all, he was the son of a concubine and would not threaten his position.

"Seventy percent." He Chuan said,

"You're confident! I'll give you a surprise when you pass the imperial examination." Lin Xiu said with a smile.

If Lin Fu could really pass the High-level Scholar examination, he could use the family's resources to give He Chuan the position of a fifth-grade magistrate.

"Old Master, about this Servant's younger brother, Yu Cun…" After He Chuan left, the concubine beside him could not help but say.

"Shan County has a portion for an official instructor." Lin Xiu's expression turned cold.

"Thank you, Master." The concubine left with grievances and hatred for He Chuan.

Her younger brother was also a High-level Scholar. Originally, he was supposed to be the magistrate, but now Lin Xiu had obviously changed his mind. How could she not feel angry?

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Lin Xiu snorted coldly.

The Lin family had lost almost all their talents in the war, and almost no one left could take on the responsibility.

He did not have any achievements, only the rank of a fourth-rank General Xuanwei and the official title of Founding County Uncle.

But there were quite a number of talented people in the family of his wives and servants.