Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 954 - 948: The Literary Realm’s Move

Quickly!

The five armies fighting outside returned one after another.

As usual, Qin Wudao convened a court meeting, greatly rewarded the three armies, and conferred titles upon the meritorious generals.

"Announce that the Qin Dynasty establishes the Xianwen Pavilion, with Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, and Yu Qian entering the pavilion, and granting Yu Qian the title of 'Proud Spirit', to govern the realm and create a prosperous age!"

In the solemn court, Qin Wudao's loud voice reverberated.

These words fell upon the ears of the Qin Dynasty ministers like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone.

Immediately, among the ranks of civil officials, many ministers were ecstatic.

Their honor had appeared!

They had long envied the military's 'Martial God Hall'.

Rumble!

To the north of the imperial palace, an immense surge of fortune power formed a magnificent hall, with literary energy passing on through the ages, vast and righteous, containing mysterious and profound might.

At the entrance of the hall, there was a plaque entirely condensed from literary energy, with emperor's doctrines writing the three characters 'Xianwen Pavilion', shining with golden light.

All civil officials turned their eager gaze towards the towering hall, which would become the highest honor for civil servants.

To have one's name left in the 'Xianwen Pavilion' would mean broadcasting one's renown across the world, leaving a legacy for eternity.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, strands of literary energy emerged, forming statues of Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, and Yu Qian, dressed in court attire, with elegant demeanors, either holding sage texts, looking up and drinking Du Kang, holding hands behind the back, or raising stones to mend the sky.

Under Yu Qian's statue, there was a dense array of text introducing Yu Qian's achievements.

Among them, the words 'Proud Spirit' stood out the most.

Moreover, if one gazed at the statue for a long time, a poem called "Lime Chant" would appear in their mind.

As for the statues of Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, they had simple introductions only.

Because the three of them had yet to obtain the 'Heart of Literature'.

Qin Wudao couldn't evaluate them yet.

"We humbly thank Your Majesty!"

Zhuge Liang and the four others stepped forward and respectfully bowed.

In their minds, entering the 'Xianwen Pavilion' surpassed all worldly rewards.

"Rise quickly!"

Qin Wudao raised his hands slightly, smiling as he spoke.

The four rose, smiling broadly, and returned to their positions.

This made Dong Zhongshu, Wang Yangming, Jia Xu, Li Ru, and other ministers envious, secretly vowing to achieve great feats to place their statues in the 'Xianwen Pavilion'.

"Announce, Han Xin as the sixth Martial God in the Martial God Hall, granted the title 'Sage of War', leading the army, the more the better!"

After conferring titles upon the civil officials, Qin Wudao continued to confer titles upon the military generals.

As of now.

The Qin Dynasty welcomed its sixth Martial God.

The first Martial God, God of Slaughter Bai Qi!

The second Martial God, Guardian God Zhao Yun!

The third Martial God, Ghost God Lv Bu!

The fourth Martial God, Thunder God Li Yuanba!

The fifth Martial God, Overlord Xiang Yu!

The sixth Martial God, Sage of War Han Xin!

Rumble!

To the south of the imperial palace, within the imposing Martial God Hall, stood five statues, surrounded by evil qi, galloping across battlefields, invincible throughout the world.

Strands of blood light emerged, forming Han Xin's statue, clad in armor, standing atop a platform, drilling endless troops.

"This humble general thanks Your Majesty!"

Han Xin stepped forward, respectfully bowing.

In the following time, Qin Wudao began conferring titles to meritorious generals based on their war accomplishments.

Four hours later, the court meeting ended.

Civil and military officials left in small groups.

Bai Qi remained still, and waited until all ministers left before heading alone to the imperial study.

"What?"

"You say the center of the grand world of Blackwater Sky is an arm?"

Inside the imperial study, Qin Wudao's expression changed slightly after listening to Bai Qi's report.

An arm!

Supporting the operation of a grand world!

This was truly exaggerated!

If it weren't Bai Qi himself saying it, he wouldn't have believed one bit.

"Indeed, that arm should be the arm of a powerful demon clan member, and through the arm, I have seen the war before the ancient era!"

"In that era, Daluo Golden Immortals were everywhere, Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors walked the earth!"

"Only Quasi-Saints could be considered strong individuals!"

"Even more so, there existed Dao Saints and even stronger beings!"

Bai Qi somberly reported.

"Demon Clan!"

Qin Wudao's pupils slightly contracted, recalling the final battle on the primitive continent, he couldn't help but conjecture: "Could it be his corpse?"

Bai Qi didn't answer because that 'he' was taboo, not suitable for discussion.

"Announce, ten days from now, the Qin Dynasty will ascend to the Immortal Court!"

Qin Wudao rubbed his brow, refraining from further discussing the severed arm, nor did he consider probing, instead issuing an entirely unrelated command.

Not because he didn't want to.

But because he couldn't.

If that severed arm was indeed the corpse of that one, venturing there would be courting death.

...

Ten days passed.

The calm grand world of Great Profound Sky began to bustle.

Gradually, powerful figures arrived to observe the ceremony in the Qin Immortal Court, aside from delegates from the Human Clan, Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan, the rest were uninvited visitors.

"I wonder how many observing strong figures harbor wicked intentions!"

On the city tower, Li Yuanba donned armor, wielded the Rumble Drum Golden Hammer, his eyes like an eagle, scanning the surroundings, able to detect any movement promptly.

"No matter who it is, if they dare to disrupt the ascension ceremony, they will die!"

Xiang Yu stood on the side, his body tall like a mountain, his gaze fierce, filled with boundless murderous intent.

In the court.

"Your Majesty, the War Clan, Void Clan, Yin Yang Clan, Deity Clan, and other clans have all dispatched young lords to observe the ceremony!"

"The All Clans, Saint Clan, Mixed Sky Clan, Purple Lightning Clan, Blood Moon Clan, and others have yet to show any movement, according to Hidden Guard and Abyss Guard reports, they likely won't come!"

"However, the envoy team from the Literary Realm is rather unusual, composed of one Immortal Emperor, three Immortal Kings, six Immortal Kings, and nine Daluo Golden Immortals!"

"Moreover, many local officials are also secretly heading to Imperial Capital City!"

Zhuge Liang summarized all intelligence, with a solemn expression, reporting.

Observing!

Is an act of expressing goodwill.

Generally speaking, observing envoys are high-ranking but with weaker cultivation, sent to show goodwill.

Or the leader of a power personally visits to show importance.

But if the envoy team is notably strong, vigilance is required.

"The Literary Realm finally acted!"

Qin Wudao sneered and calmly commanded: "Nie Zheng, prepare to act!"

"At your command!"

Nie Zheng's figure appeared, dressed in black, completely merged into the darkness, undetectable even by powerful Immortals.

After respectfully bowing.

His figure faded and vanished.

Across the entire court, only a few among the thousand civil and military officials could see how he disappeared.

That day.

One hundred thousand Door of Claiming Lives members mobilized, using Imperial Capital City as the center, spreading out in all directions, purging the Qin Immortal Court.

Meanwhile.

In a certain restaurant within Imperial Capital City, exclusively reserved by a major power.

"Book Ancestor, fifteen thousand local officials of the Qin Dynasty have set out!"

On the uppermost level of the restaurant, formations densely arranged, isolated from the outside world, the Literary Realm Book Ancestor lounged in a rocking chair, eyes half-closed.

At this moment, an elder pushed the door open and reported respectfully.

The great elder remained silent, seemingly asleep, inadvertently revealing a trace of sharp aura.