304: My original idea was to kill him to the end.

After handing over the affairs of the Nine Provinces, Qin Yang felt a wave of relief.

“As expected.”

“I am still suited to be a muddle-headed ruler.”

“To truly be an enlightened ruler who personally handles everything, that would be a real torment.”

Qin Yang sighed in his heart.

It wasn't that he lacked the ability to be an enlightened ruler; it was just that the job was too tiring.

When directing the battle in the Nine Provinces' offshore, he had already used up quite a few brain cells.

If he had to engage in another struggle with the Eight Great Families, that would truly be a headache.

One must know that the Foundation of the Eight Great Families was extremely deep, and their interests were intertwined.

When the two sides started to contend, it would be much more complex than before.

Qin Yang's previous idea was to kill them all.

Wasn't that bold?

After he voiced this idea, everyone was very excited.

Especially Zhang Lingxiao, who was very excited.

Of course, some also said the commotion would be too great, such as Si Zhenfeng.

Qin Yang, however, thought the problem was simple.

For example, Lin Xuan kills a batch, Zhang Lingxiao kills a batch, Lin Xiaoer kills a batch, the Imperial Guards kill a batch... kill once in the day, kill once at night.

With four-pronged approach, it would be finished in two days.

And if Qiu Yan dared to make a move, Qin Yang still had the Nine Lineages Extermination Technique waiting for him.

Therefore, what Qin Yang said at the time was always to kill them all.

But after calming down and thinking about it, he gave up.

Of course, this is a professional problem.

Simply put, they couldn't be killed completely; they simply couldn't be killed completely.

Below the Eight Great Families, there were countless smaller families.

They had intermarried for many years, and their blood ties, interests, and emotions were all intertwined.

Press down one gourd, and another would float up.

Killing them all was simple.

But what it would likely bring was a Nine Provinces flowing with blood and fragmented.

That was not the outcome Qin Yang wanted.

And after acquiring the “All-Star Think Tank,” Qin Yang would even less choose to do so.

Killing all the Eight Great Families was brainless.

Handing them over to the “All-Star Think Tank” was also brainless.

In comparison, Qin Yang would definitely choose the latter, it was just a matter of spending more time.

Anyway, it wasn't Qin Yang's time that was being spent.

“The Eight Great Families surely can't imagine who they are facing.”

Qin Yang's lips curved slightly upwards.

Among the 10 newly recruited civil officials, Zhang Liang's skill description was the most ambiguous, yet also the most absolute.

“Identify all strategies and provide countermeasures.”

Ambiguous in its numerical value, absolute in its mechanism.

What kind of strategy was not discussed,

How to deal with it also didn't matter.

Qin Yang only knew that Zhang Liang always had a way.

This point was the same for the other civil officials.

Some of their skills were concrete, only applicable to “citizens.”

However, Qin Yang had not yet officially established a nation, and most of the citizens under his rule were basically imperial relatives.

For now, those skills could not yet fully exert their effects.

But besides their skills, the 10 civil officials themselves were also unparalleled talents in governing a nation.

As long as he entrusted the empire to them, Qin Yang could completely rest easy.

Thus, it seemed this was the true power of the Supreme Emperor.

No emperor in history had ever been able to confidently entrust the entire empire to their ministers.

One could only say that Qin Yang's battlefield was not in the imperial court.

It was across the ocean, in the depths of annihilation, in the Three Realms' Divine Domain.

And also on the dragon bed where Dragon and Phoenix sang in unison.

“Let's go to the Bronze Sparrow Terrace.”

Qin Yang rose, stretched his limbs, and vanished into the Human Emperor Domain.

Fine wines and delicacies, zithers and flutes, drums and music all played in unison.

The gentle grace of the Luoshen, the enchanting allure of the demonesses, the lithe flexibility of the dancers.

The ultimate pleasure on earth, nothing more than this.

Time flew by like a white colt, and in a blink of an eye, three days passed.

Qin Yang, immersed in the land of tenderness, ended his reverie with an ethereal summons.

“My Holy Emperor, how have you prepared?”

Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes, immediately recognizing the owner of the voice.

Only Elebella could transmit her voice to him across space.

Her coming to him surely meant there was news about the God of Time and Space.

Qin Yang pushed aside the lotus-root-like arms on his chest, lazily rose, and summoned the kunlun mirror.

A “video call” began.

Elebella, dressed in white gauze, appeared in the kunlun mirror.

Behind her was a background of endless flower fields and crystal-like holy temples.

Holy Light, like the morning glow, streamed down, enveloping her in a sacred aura.

This heavenly scene, upon a single glance, filled one's heart with yearning.

On Elebella's side, however, she saw a different sight.

She saw her “Holy Emperor,”

Sitting disheveled on the dragon bed.

His broad chest was exposed, and in his laziness, there was a primal wildness.

On the dragon bed, white jade lay scattered, Dragons and snakes intertwined, and silk and velvet overlapped in a mess.

“Are you openly blaspheming me now?”

Elebella's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her sacred face.

Qin Yang smiled faintly: “What is blasphemy? I am merely sitting here right now, doing nothing. If there is any blasphemy, it is your own wild thoughts, you are blaspheming yourself.”

“Alright, my mistake.”

Elebella smiled helplessly and said, “My Divine Power has almost recovered, and the God of Time and Space has also responded. He is also very eager to communicate with you and can visit my Divine Domain at any time.”

Qin Yang's eyes lit up.

This God of Time and Space was quite enthusiastic towards him, seemed easy to talk to.

He said to Elebella, “Then after resurrecting Zhan Tianxiong, I will set off to your place.”

Speaking of this, he pondered for a moment and asked, “Still, tell me what you need my help with, so I don't go there and fail to accomplish anything.”

Elebella was silent for a moment and said, “This is a secret of the gods, and it will affect all Holy Light Professionals. Is it convenient for you to speak there? Who are those three humans with you, can they be trusted?”

Qin Yang looked around. He was in the Bronze Sparrow Terrace within the Human Emperor Domain. There should be no place in the world more convenient for speaking than here.

As for the three people beside him, there was no need to worry about them.

Qin Yang said to Elebella, “Speak boldly.”

Elebella hesitated for a moment and said, “I want to fuse my Inner Divinity.”

“Inner Divinity.” Qin Yang was stunned.

All Eight Orthodox Gods possessed dual Divinities.

For example, the previous God of Truth,

was the God of Wisdom's Inner Divinity.

Typically, Inner Divinities were extreme and cruel.

The God of Wisdom wanted to strip away his Inner Divinity because no finite-lived race could withstand the impact of Truth.

Elebella was the same.

Her outer Divinity was the Holy Light that healed everything.

Her Inner Divinity was the Light of Dawn that burned away darkness.

And whether human or other races, it was impossible for their hearts to be without darkness.

These two powers were theoretically incompatible.

Qin Yang asked, “That sounds very difficult. What do you need me to do?”

Elebella took a deep breath and said, “You need to enter my Divine Soul and eliminate my Inner Divinity.”

Qin Yang was slightly stunned.

Being born with the Rogue Saint Physique, he only heard two words in that sentence—

“Sex.”