186: Conferring the title: the first batch of death warriors.

Retired Emperors: By popular demand from the Imperial Fathers, the God Goblin has been removed. The plot remains largely the same, with divinity now obtained through the God of Holy Light’s blessing.

(Modified Chapters 91, 92, 109.)

...Dragon Pavilion Guild, basement.

Wisps of smoke and dust drifted in the darkness, like lingering ghosts of the past.

Twelve young men and women knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with terror, their faces pale.

Just moments ago, they had witnessed an extremely horrifying scene.

More than ten living people, each above Rank 40, had, without any warning, turned into ashes before their very eyes!

And the Spellcaster had done nothing.

He had merely uttered a single word: “Die.”

Words becoming Law—what a terrifying power this was.

Even more chilling… was that those who had turned to ash were all relatives of a single clan.

According to the Spellcaster, he could Exterminate the Nine Clans with just a thought.

This… surely wasn't the power of a God?

“Remember, this is the consequence of betraying Us.”

A cold voice echoed in the dim basement.

His gaze, as calm as still water, seemed capable of gouging out hearts and livers, and extinguishing souls.

Qin Yang scanned the people before him, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

These twelve young men and women were all ordinary people carefully selected by Qin Feng.

Their ages ranged from 18 to 20, and their parents all worked for the Dragon Pavilion Guild.

Among them was a girl who was Qin Yang’s classmate.

Qin Yang had gathered these people here to bestow upon them the power of Professionals.

But before that, he had brought in the family members of Li Lin, Guild Leader, Wang Muba, Guild Leader, and Luo Fan, and publicly demonstrated the “Nine Lineages Extermination Technique.”

The reason Qin Yang made such a grand display was because what he was about to do was too Heaven-Defying.

This world was entirely dominated by Professionals.

Ordinary people who failed their Awakening were treated as mere beasts of burden.

Those with means could live a more respectable life.

Those without means could only do the hardest and most tiring work, living a mediocre life, unable to escape their status as beasts of burden.

And these beasts of burden accounted for 70 to 80% of the world’s population.

They were like the bricks at the bottom of the pyramid, supporting the operation of the entire society, yet never seeing the light of day.

To say that ordinary people had no complaints was impossible.

Who would willingly be treated as a beast of burden, inferior to others?

But there was no choice; the world’s Law was just like that.

Professionals, possessing extraordinary power, could lord over ordinary people.

However.

Qin Yang could break this Law.

Through the ability of “Imperial Conferment.”

He could allow ordinary people to gain the power of Professionals.

“Young Master Qin, can you really make us Professionals?”

A delicate-looking young girl asked, her eyes full of hope.

Compared to the others, her psychological fortitude was much better.

Her name was Yin Keke, and she was Qin Yang’s classmate.

Four months ago, they were still sitting in the same classroom.

Qin Yang remembered that she seemed to be a top student, with high hopes placed on her by the academy.

But fate played a cruel trick, and she did not Awaken a profession.

“What did you call Us?” Qin Yang glanced at Yin Keke, not showing any special consideration just because she was his classmate.

“Your Majesty…” Yin Keke quickly lowered her head.

“Imperial Conferment” was an even more dangerous ability than “Exterminate the Nine Clans,” capable of keeping 99% of Professionals awake at night.

If everyone could become Professionals, what advantage would the identity of a Professional still hold?

Therefore.

Once this skill was exposed, Qin Yang would become the public enemy of Professionals worldwide.

But this was the first step to becoming a God, and Qin Yang had to take it.

He needed a group of loyal followers who could not live without him.

The twelve ordinary people Qin Feng selected had clean backgrounds, and their social connections were completely under the Qin Family’s control.

Moreover, they all had a strong obsession with becoming Professionals.

“The consequences of betrayal have been demonstrated. I believe there is no stronger deterrent in this world than Exterminating the Nine Clans.”

Qin Yang looked at the twelve people before him, thinking silently.

Then, he flipped his hands, and twelve red pills appeared in them.

“These are ‘Unspeakable Gu.’ They will monitor your thoughts. If you reveal even a hint of information, they will immediately destroy your brain.”

With that, he scattered the pills: “One for each of you. After you swallow them, We will bestow upon you the power of Professionals.”

After a moment of hesitation, the twelve men and women picked up the pills and swallowed them.

Although they were ordinary people, they knew what Gu were.

Once entangled with such a thing, their lives would no longer be their own.

But what did it matter?

If they could become Professionals, they were willing to be Qin Yang’s dogs.

Moreover, they had no choice but to refuse now.

From the moment they entered this basement, they only had two choices left.

Submission, or death.

Soon, all twelve had swallowed the Gu worms.

Qin Yang nodded with satisfaction.

He opened his skill panel.

[Professional Skill]: Imperial Conferment Lv.1.

[Description]: By expending Imperial Power, you can confer an official position upon a target. Different official positions have different templates, and the higher the official position, the stronger the template.

[Note 1]: If the target has no profession, a personal panel will automatically form after conferment, making them an upgradable unit.

[Conferrable Official Positions]: Soldier / Cultivator.

[Template One]: Qin Elite Warrior.

[Description]: Sword and shield heavy armor unit, also capable of using crossbow bolts.

[Skills]: Tiger Wolf Valor, City-Shattering Shield Bash, Wind’s Strong Strike… (Unlocked as the conferred target’s Rank increases).

[Template Two]: Tiger Leopard Cavalry.

[Description]: Heavy cavalry unit, capable of using both bows and long sabers in combat.

[Skills]: Wei Wu’s Whip, Horse Trampling Jiangdong, Eight Directions Sweep… (Unlocked as the conferred target’s Rank increases).

[Template Three]: Tianji Camp.

[Description]: Spell unit, in addition to long-range Spell attacks, can also use healing and buffing skills.

[Skills]: Thunderfire Law, Waterwood Law, Lanshan Law… (Unlocked as the conferred target’s Rank increases).

Looking at the skills, Qin Yang’s mind raced with thoughts.

“The three templates correspond to warrior, knight, and mage.”

“Knights have long-range skills, and mages have three abilities: output, control, and support, almost encompassing all profession types.”

Qin Yang looked at the twelve people and asked, “If you have a preferred professional direction, you may tell Us.”

The twelve looked at each other, all a little intimidated by Qin Yang.

After a period of silence, only Yin Keke spoke first: “Your Majesty, I wish to become a mage, um… an output-type mage.”

“Granted.”

Qin Yang raised his hand and pointed at Yin Keke, saying, “We confer upon you the position of Tianji Camp Cultivator, specializing in Thunderfire Law.”

Tianji Camp Cultivators belonged to the all-rounder mage type.

They could pursue control, output, or support.

Those who were conferred could completely choose their own specialization direction.

But since this was the first batch of conferred individuals, Qin Yang still had to provide some guidance.

Buzz!

A flash of light enveloped Yin Keke’s body. After a few seconds, the light merged into her body.

Yin Keke suddenly looked up.

Almost frantic joy spilled from her eyes.

“I can open my panel! I’m a Professional!”

She trembled all over, constantly kowtowing to Qin Yang.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

In the basement, the dull thuds of her head hitting the ground echoed.

Yin Keke said with a choked voice, “Your Majesty… thank you! Thank you!”

“You should say, ‘Thank you for your Imperial Grace.’”

Qin Yang sighed.

He thought he should find someone to teach them the proper etiquette for addressing an Emperor.

At the same time, a prompt appeared before his eyes.

[You have violated the World Law, Law Weaving +5%.]

Qin Yang’s lips curved into a smile.

Indeed, to weave his own Law.

He had to do more rebellious things.