123: Chapter 123 A Battle of Wits at the Council Meeting

Inside Tianshu Palace, as Immortal Master Ziwei's voice faded, a subtle silence fell over the hall.

One hundred factions, five hundred representatives.

These were the top players across the entire server, each a decisive figure within their own faction; gathered together now, everyone had to carefully weigh who would speak first, what they would say, and how they would say it.

The right to speak was the right to power.

If the first person to speak could offer constructive advice, they would take the initiative in subsequent discussions. But if they spoke poorly or were refuted, they would become a laughingstock, and their influence would be greatly diminished.

Therefore, everyone was waiting.

Waiting for the right opportunity, or... waiting for a "sacrificial lamb."

Time passed second by second.

Standing on the high platform, Immortal Master Ziwei closed his eyes to rest, seemingly in no hurry.

Finally, someone stood up from the direction of the third seat.

It was a representative of the Dragon Clan Alliance, a burly man over two meters tall, his body covered in golden dragon scales. As he rose, his armor made a metallic grinding sound, his Aura majestic.

"Since no one is speaking, I'll go first."

The burly man's voice was loud, carrying the arrogance unique to the Dragon Clan:

"I am Ao Zhan, the Third Battle Commander of the Dragon Clan Alliance. Regarding the Dark Turmoil, our Dragon Clan Alliance's view is simple—"

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over everyone present:

"Strength is paramount."

"Unions and Alliances are all empty talk. When the fighting starts, everything depends on whose fist is harder."

"The Dragon Clan Alliance suggests dividing defense zones based on strength. The top ten factions will be responsible for the most dangerous core areas; those ranked eleventh to thirtieth will handle secondary areas; and those ranked after thirty will be responsible for peripheral clearing and logistical support."

"It is only fair that the strong bear more responsibility."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall immediately erupted in discussion.

Most representatives from high-ranking factions showed signs of approval, while those from lower-ranking factions looked displeased.

"On what basis?!" A representative from a faction ranked in the eighties couldn't help but stand up and retort. "Although we are ranked lower, we have also contributed to the event! Why should we be sent to the periphery?"

"Exactly!" Another representative ranked in the seventies echoed. "The peripheral areas have the most Yao Beasts, but the fewest resources, yet the danger is not low. This is unfair!"

"Fair?" Ao Zhan sneered. "When has this world ever been fair? If you're not satisfied, fine—defeat our Dragon Clan Alliance, and we'll let you take a top-ten spot."

"You—"

Those representatives' faces turned red, but they were speechless.

The Dragon Clan Alliance was the third-ranked super faction; how could those in the seventies or eighties possibly defeat them?

"Commander Ao Zhan has a point."

From the sixth seat, the cold voice of the Blood Prince rang out.

He slowly stood up, his crimson pupils sweeping over the protesting representatives:

"The weak should have the awareness of the weak. Letting you handle the periphery is already a courtesy, considering we are all players. If it were according to our Vampire rules..."

He paused, his lips curling into a cruel arc:

"The weak don't even have the right to enter the battlefield; they are only fit to become blood food for the strong."

These words carried a blatant threat.

The faces of the protesting representatives turned pale, and they didn't dare speak again.

They had heard more or less about the style of the Vampire Council—cruel, bloodthirsty, and unscrupulous. If they truly offended the Vampires, they might be threatened not only in the game but also in reality.

The atmosphere in the hall became oppressive.

Survival of the fittest, the Law of the jungle.

This was the logic proposed by Ao Zhan and the Blood Prince—simple and crude, but... to some extent, it fit the rules of this game world.

"I disagree."

A calm voice rang out.

Everyone looked toward the source.

The speaker was the representative of the Kingdom of the Undead, sitting in the eighth seat. It was a figure completely shrouded in a black robe, with a raspy voice that sounded like two bones rubbing together:

"The Dark Turmoil is not the concern of a single Family or race. If we follow your plan, once the peripheral defense line collapses, the core area will also be impacted. At that time, no one will be able to escape unscathed."

"Furthermore—"

The black-robed figure looked up, two points of eerie green Soul fire flickering beneath the hood:

"How can you guarantee that the factions responsible for the core area won't preserve their strength at a critical moment, or even... desert the battlefield?"

This question was very sharp.

Indeed, if defense zones were divided by strength, the strong would guard the core and the weak would guard the periphery. What if the core factions intentionally held back or simply retreated to preserve their strength, shifting the pressure to the periphery?

Then, the peripheral factions would become cannon fodder, while the core factions could use their strength to retreat leisurely.

"Presumptuous!"

Ao Zhan shouted angrily:

"Are you questioning the honor of our Dragon Clan Alliance?!"

"Honor?" The black-robed figure let out a raspy laugh. "In the face of life and death, how much is honor worth? I only believe in contracts, in interests, and in... checks and balances."

"Then do you have a better plan?" the Blood Prince asked coldly.

The black-robed figure was silent for a moment before slowly saying:

"Drawing lots."

"All factions, regardless of Rank, will decide their defense zones by drawing lots. Wherever you draw is where you go; life or death is up to fate."

As soon as this plan was proposed, the hall erupted into chaos.

"Are you joking! We're ranked in the top ten; why should we draw lots like those factions in the dozens?"

"Exactly! Have our efforts and our strength all gone to waste?"

"This is unfair!"

This time, the protesters were the high-ranking factions.

Drawing lots was indeed "fair," but this kind of fairness was unfair to the strong—I am stronger than you, I contribute more than you, so why should I draw lots from the same starting line as you?

The arguing grew louder and louder.

The hall became a mess.

On the high platform, Immortal Master Ziwei still had his eyes closed, as if he hadn't heard the arguing.

Lin Ye sat quietly in the fifth seat, watching it all.

He was in no hurry to speak.

In his past life, the first council of the Ten Thousand Races Covenant had also been spent in such arguments. Various factions argued incessantly for interests and power. The final agreement reached was full of loopholes, laying the groundwork for many future conflicts.

In this life, he wanted to change this situation.

But not right now.

Speaking now would only make him a target. He needed the right moment, a moment when everyone would seriously listen to what he had to say.

The arguing lasted for about fifteen minutes.

"Enough."

A gentle but unquestionable voice rang out.

Everyone looked over; it was the representative of the Shrine from the first seat.

The middle-aged man holding the sacred scepter stood up, his golden robe fluttering without wind, emitting a warm and holy light. When he spoke, his voice seemed to carry a certain soothing power, causing the arguments in the hall to gradually subside.

"Everyone, we are gathered here to discuss how to deal with the Dark Turmoil, not to argue."

The middle-aged man's gaze swept across the room:

"The plan proposed by Commander Ao Zhan has its merits, but it also has flaws. The plan from the Kingdom of the Undead seems fair but is actually unjust."

"I have a compromise suggestion."

Everyone looked at him.

The Shrine was ranked first, with the greatest strength and the most weight in their words. His suggestion was likely to be the final plan.

"Based on contribution rankings, we will divide the defense zones into three levels: Core Zone, Important Zone, and Regular Zone."

The middle-aged man said slowly:

"Factions ranked in the top twenty will be responsible for the Core Zone. The pressure here is the greatest, but the rewards for eliminating Yao Beasts are also the most abundant."

"Factions ranked twenty-first to sixtieth will be responsible for the Important Zone. Moderate pressure, moderate rewards."

"Factions ranked sixty-first to one hundredth will be responsible for the Regular Zone. The pressure is relatively small, but they will need to take on more patrol, reconnaissance, and logistics tasks."

"At the same time, we will establish a 'Merit Exchange System.' Regardless of the defense zone, killing Yao Beasts and completing missions will earn merits. Merits can be exchanged in the Alliance warehouse for rare resources, equipment, and Cultivation Techniques."

"In this way, we consider the differences in strength while giving all factions a chance to earn returns."

This plan was gentler than Ao Zhan's and more practical than the Kingdom of the Undead's.

The hall fell silent as the representatives of all parties began to think.

The high-ranking factions felt that although the pressure in the Core Zone was high, the rewards were rich, and since the Shrine itself was also in the Core Zone, they shouldn't act recklessly.

For the mid-ranking factions, the pressure in the Important Zone was moderate, and they had a chance to earn merits to exchange for rare resources, which was acceptable.

The lower-ranking factions, although still on the periphery, now had an upward path thanks to the merit System, and the danger in the Regular Zone was indeed lower.

"I agree."

The representative of the Eternal Kingdom from the second seat stood up.

It was a young man in a silver uniform wearing a monocle, holding a data tablet with various charts flashing on it:

"According to our data analysis at the Eternal Kingdom, during the first stage of the Dark Turmoil, the intensity distribution of the Yao Beast tide indeed shows a 'core-periphery' gradient. The Shrine's plan fits the data model, with an estimated efficiency 27.3% higher than random distribution."

The Eternal Kingdom was famous for technology and data analysis; their use of data was very persuasive.

"Our Dragon Clan Alliance also agrees." Ao Zhan sat down, essentially approving the plan.

"The Vampire Council agrees." The Blood Prince also expressed his stance.

"The Kingdom of the Undead... agrees." The black-robed figure was silent for a moment before nodding.

The top ten factions expressed their stances one after another, and seeing this, the mid- and low-ranking factions could only accept.

After all, this was already the best possible outcome.

"Since everyone agrees—"

On the high platform, Immortal Master Ziwei finally opened his eyes, preparing to announce the result.

"Wait a moment."

A voice interrupted Immortal Master Ziwei.

Everyone looked over in surprise.

The speaker was Lin Ye, sitting in the fifth seat.

He had finally spoken.

Everyone's gaze focused on Lin Ye.

This suddenly rising faction leader, this newcomer who dared to confront the Blood Prince directly, this dark horse ranked fifth... what would he say?

"What brilliant opinion does Leader Lin have?" Immortal Master Ziwei looked at Lin Ye, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Lin Ye stood up.

He didn't speak immediately but first scanned the hall.

His gaze swept over the representative of the Shrine, the representative of the Eternal Kingdom, the representative of the Dragon Clan Alliance, and the representative of the Vampire Council... everyone who met his eyes felt the calm and depth within them.

It wasn't feigned composure, but true... confidence.

"The Shrine's plan is indeed better than the previous two."

Lin Ye spoke slowly, his voice clear and steady:

"But it has a fatal problem—rigidity."

"Rigidity?" The middle-aged man from the Shrine frowned slightly. "I'm all ears."

"According to the Shrine's plan, once the defense zones are divided, they will not change throughout the entire next stage of the Dark Turmoil," Lin Ye said. "This means the factions in the Core Zone will have to bear the maximum pressure the entire time, while the factions in the Regular Zone will never have the chance to touch the core battlefield."

"It might work for a short time, but the Dark Turmoil isn't a matter of a few days or weeks. According to the Heavenly Dao's prompts, the first stage alone will last for more than three months."

"In three months, no matter how strong the Core Zone factions are, they will become fatigued, suffer losses, and need to rest. Meanwhile, the factions in the Regular Zone will spend three months in low-intensity combat, their strength will improve slowly, and the gap between them and the Core Zone will grow wider and wider."

"The final result will be: the Core Zone will get weaker as it fights, and the Regular Zone will become more useless as it fights. When the truly large-scale impact arrives, the entire defense line will collapse."

These words sent many in the hall into deep thought.

Especially those representatives of factions assigned to the Core Zone—they had initially felt they were getting a good deal, but thinking about it now, it was indeed the case.

Always being at the very front—the pressure was too great.

"Then what do you suggest?" The Eternal Kingdom representative pushed his monocle and asked with interest.

Lin Ye looked at Immortal Master Ziwei, then at everyone present:

"I suggest implementing a 'Defense Line Rotation System'."

"Defense Line Rotation System?" Everyone was puzzled.

"I agree with the Shrine's plan to divide the defense zones into Core, Important, and Regular Zones," Lin Ye explained. "But the difference is that these three zones aren't fixed; they are... rotated."

"For example, in the first month, the top twenty factions guard the Core Zone, the twenty-first to sixtieth guard the Important Zone, and the sixty-first to one hundredth guard the Regular Zone."

"In the second month, the twenty factions from the Core Zone rotate to the Regular Zone to rest; the forty factions from the Regular Zone rotate to the Important Zone; and the forty factions from the Important Zone rotate to the Core Zone."

"In the third month, they rotate again."

"This cycle continues until the end of the first stage of the Dark Turmoil."

Lin Ye paused to let everyone digest this information, then continued:

"There are four benefits to doing this."

"First, fairness. All factions have the chance to enter the Core Zone and obtain high rewards, and all have the chance to rest and recover in the Regular Zone."

"Second, improving overall strength. Through rotation, factions in the Regular Zone can experience higher-intensity combat and grow faster. Meanwhile, factions from the Core Zone can digest their gains and improve their foundation during their rest period."

"Third, maintaining the vitality of the defense line. Staying in one zone for too long makes it easy to become sluggish and for the Yao Beasts to figure out your patterns. A rotation System allows the defense line to always maintain a 'sense of freshness,' preventing the Yao Beasts from adapting."

"Fourth, and most importantly—cultivating reserve forces."

Lin Ye's gaze became sharp:

"The Dark Turmoil won't stop at the first stage. According to the Heavenly Dao's prompts, there will be a second stage, a third stage, and perhaps even more terrifying disasters like 'Supreme Resurgence' or 'Forbidden Zone Riots'."

"If we categorize factions into different classes now and let some stay in their comfort zones forever, then when even greater disasters arrive, those factions won't be of any use at all."

"But a rotation System can allow all factions to undergo the baptism of high-intensity combat, cultivating a group of forces capable and daring enough to fight tough battles. This is crucial for future survival."

After he finished speaking, a long silence fell over the hall.

Everyone was contemplating Lin Ye's words.

Fairness, growth, vitality, reserve forces...

Every point hit the mark.

Especially the representatives of the mid- and low-ranking factions—their eyes lit up.

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The rotation System means they also have a chance to enter the core area, obtain rich rewards, and gain valuable combat experience! Instead of staying on the periphery forever, picking up others' leftovers!

"I agree!" A voice rang out.

Everyone looked over; it was Hai Dafu, the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, ranked fifteenth. He stood up excitedly and shouted:

"Brother Lin is right! Why should we mid-tier factions have to stay in the middle forever? We want to become stronger too! We want to fight tough battles too! The rotation System is fair! My Sea God Pavilion supports it wholeheartedly!"

"Qingyun Sect agrees." Li Qingfeng, ranked one-hundredth, also stood up. "The rotation System gives all factions a chance to grow; this is the long-term solution."

"Garden of Nature agrees." From the ninth seat, a woman who looked like an elf spoke softly. "The Dao of Nature emphasizes balance and cycles. The rotation System aligns with this, so we support it."

"Sword Pavilion... agrees."

From the tenth seat, that young man in cloth clothes, Sword Nameless, also spoke slowly.

His voice was very soft, but it carried weight.

Even the most mysterious Sword Pavilion had made its stance known; this influence was extraordinary.

More and more factions began to express their stance.

Factions ranked after thirtieth almost all supported it. Those ranked twentieth to thirtieth mostly supported it. Those ranked tenth to twentieth were partially supportive, while some were still hesitant.

As for the top ten factions...

The Temple representative was silent, deep in thought.

The Eternal Kingdom representative was quickly operating a data pad, conducting simulation analysis.

Ao Zhan of the Dragon Clan Alliance frowned, appearing reluctant—the rotation System meant the Dragon Clan Alliance would also have to "waste" time in the regular zone.

The Blood Prince stared coldly at Lin Ye, the killing intent in his eyes growing stronger—the proposal Lin Ye put forward was clearly more popular, making the previous assertiveness of the Vampire Council seem foolish.

"Data analysis complete."

The representative of the Eternal Kingdom looked up and pushed up his monocle:

"According to our established model, the rotation System plan increases overall defense line stability by 18.7% within a three-month cycle, increases average faction growth speed by 31.2%, and increases resource allocation fairness by 42.5%."

"From a data perspective, the rotation System is superior."

The stance of the Eternal Kingdom was practically the final nail in the coffin.

Technological civilizations believe in data; if the data says the rotation System is better, then the rotation System is better.

"The Temple... agrees." The middle-aged man finally nodded.

"The Dragon Clan Alliance... agrees." Although Ao Zhan was reluctant, the trend was unstoppable, and he could only agree.

"Mechanical Cult agrees."

"Temple of Light agrees."

The top ten factions expressed their stances one by one.

Finally, only the Vampire Council remained.

Everyone's gaze turned to the Blood Prince.

The Blood Prince's expression was uncertain.

Support? That would be admitting that Lin Ye was right and his own previous assertiveness was wrong.

Oppose? Now that almost everyone in the room supported the rotation System, if the Vampire Council opposed it, they would become the target of public criticism.

After a few seconds of silence, the Blood Prince squeezed two words through his teeth:

"...Agree."

The overall situation was settled.

On the high platform, Immortal Master Ziwei looked at Lin Ye, a trace of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"Since that is the case, we shall adopt the 'Defense Line Rotation System'."

His golden scroll flashed with light, and the text on it changed to the detailed rotation System plan proposed by Lin Ye.

"The first round of defense zone allocation will be based on this contribution ranking. Starting from the second round, it will be based on 'Merit Points' ranking—Merit Points include killing Yao Beasts, completing missions, donating resources, and all other actions that contribute to the defense line."

"Specific details will be distributed to your temporary tokens later."

[System Prompt: Your plan "Defense Line Rotation System" has been adopted as the core strategy for the first phase of the Ten Thousand Races Covenant]

[You gained: Reputation +5000 (Server-wide)]

[You gained the title: "Strategist" (In faction strategic decisions, success rate increased by 10%)]

[Your influence has increased, ID "Night Emperor" has entered the vision of top server-wide players]

A series of System prompts rang in Lin Ye's ears.

Five thousand server-wide reputation!

The Strategist title!

Most importantly—the ID "Night Emperor" had officially entered the vision of the top server-wide players!

From today on, no one would regard the Heavenly Court as a "suddenly emerged dark horse," but would truly value this faction and value Lin Ye as a person.

In the great hall, the way many people looked at Lin Ye had changed.

From the previous scrutiny, curiosity, and even disdain, it had turned into importance, wariness, and even... awe.

To be able to propose such a plan and convince everyone on such an occasion, this Lin Ye was definitely not simple.

"Leader Lin."

The middle-aged man from the Temple looked at Lin Ye and said in a formal tone for the first time:

"I am the Archbishop of the Temple, Michael. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Michael.

This name was thunderous to Lin Ye's ears in his previous life.

The true power-holder of the Temple, a super powerhouse who would break through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm in the Late Stage, and one of the leaders of the Light faction.

And now, he was actively showing goodwill to Lin Ye.

"A pleasure." Lin Ye responded calmly.

"Brother Lin!" Hai Dafu shouted from across several seats, "Don't leave after the meeting ends; let's have a good drink! I keep my word, there will be enough Millennium Sea Soul Wine!"

"Leader Lin," the representative of the Eternal Kingdom also said, "We of the Eternal Kingdom have some technical suggestions regarding the specific implementation of the rotation System. Could we discuss them in detail after the meeting?"

"Sword Pavilion... wants to spar with you in swordsmanship."

From the tenth seat, Sword Nameless suddenly spoke, saying something that surprised everyone.

Spar?

Sword Nameless took the initiative to challenge him?

This meant he regarded Lin Ye as an opponent of the same level!

For a moment, Lin Ye became the focus of the entire hall.

But Lin Ye did not get carried away.

He knew this was just the beginning.

The adoption of the rotation System was certainly a good thing, but it also meant the Heavenly Court would be pushed to the forefront. In the subsequent implementation process, countless eyes would be watching, and countless people would want to find fault and prove him wrong.

Moreover, the redistribution of interests would inevitably touch some people's cakes.

For example... the Vampire Council.

Lin Ye could feel that the Blood Prince's cold gaze had never left him.

"Alright."

On the high platform, Immortal Master Ziwei spoke again:

"The first agenda item is concluded. Now, we begin the second agenda item: The draft framework for the Ten Thousand Races Alliance."

"Please, all parties, put forward your suggestions."

The discussion continued.

But in the subsequent discussions, Lin Ye did not take the initiative to speak again.

He understood the principle of showing off when it was time to show off and keeping a low profile when it was time to do so.

Moreover, the rotation System had already earned him enough reputation and attention; continuing to steal the limelight would instead cause resentment.

He listened quietly to the speeches of all parties, recording useful information and analyzing the positions and demands of the various factions.

The Temple proposed a "Covenant Charter" draft, stipulating the basic principles, decision-making mechanisms, and dispute resolution methods of the Alliance.

The Eternal Kingdom proposed a "Resource Sharing Platform" plan, suggesting the establishment of a cross-faction trading and information exchange System.

The Mechanical Cult proposed a "Standardized Equipment Production Line" concept, hoping to unify some equipment standards to improve production efficiency.

The Dragon Clan Alliance proposed a "Stronger Privilege Clause," demanding that high-Rank players be given more decision-making power in the Alliance—this proposal was opposed by many factions and ultimately did not pass.

The Vampire Council proposed a "Contribution Inheritance System," where if a faction was destroyed, its contribution points could be inherited by its allies—this proposal was clearly preparing for possible faction annexation and was also rejected.

The games between the various parties were brilliant and varied.

Lin Ye was like a sponge, absorbing this information.

The thinking patterns, negotiation techniques, and interest demands of these top-tier server-wide factions... were all valuable experiences.

Three hours later.

The second agenda item concluded, and the "Basic Charter of the Ten Thousand Races Covenant" was passed.

The third agenda item, "Resource Sharing and Defense Line Collaboration Mechanism," began.

This time, Lin Ye spoke again.

But he did not propose a brand-new plan; instead, he offered a supplementary suggestion to the Eternal Kingdom's "Resource Sharing Platform":

"I suggest adding a 'Mission Posting and Acceptance' function to the platform."

"Some factions may need a specific resource but cannot obtain it themselves; some factions may have surplus resources but do not know who needs them. Through a mission System, precise matching can be achieved, improving resource utilization efficiency."

"At the same time, missions can set 'Alliance Point' rewards, and points can be exchanged for rare items in the Alliance warehouse. This can both promote resource flow and incentivize all parties to actively participate in Alliance affairs."

This supplementary suggestion received high praise from the Eternal Kingdom representative:

"A very good addition! The data model shows that after adding a mission System, resource matching efficiency can increase by over 35%! We accept this suggestion."

Lin Ye gained another wave of reputation.

The fourth agenda item, "Archaic Race Threat Assessment and Response Strategy," the fifth agenda item, "Other Urgent Matters"...

The meeting lasted for six hours (game time).

When Immortal Master Ziwei announced "The First Beidou Council is hereby concluded," the sky had already darkened.

Outside Tianshu Palace, the starry sky was brilliant.

Inside the great hall, representatives from all parties stood up one after another, preparing to leave.

"Leader Lin."

Michael walked up to Lin Ye and handed over a golden token:

"This is the Temple's 'Ally Token.' Holding this token, you can receive VIP treatment within any Temple sphere of influence and can contact me directly through the token."

"I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."

Lin Ye took the token.

[Temple · Ally Token]

[Type: Special Token]

[Effect:]

[1. Within the scope of the Temple and its affiliated factions, reputation is automatically raised to "Respected"]

[2. Can consume token energy to send one instant communication to Michael]

[3. Holding this token to purchase items sold by the Temple entitles you to a 10% discount]

[Energy Value: 100 / 100 (Each communication consumes 10 points, automatically restores 10 points per month)]

A very practical item. Especially the opportunity for one instant communication, which could play a big role at critical moments.

"Thank you." Lin Ye accepted the token.

"Brother Lin!" Hai Dafu also squeezed over and stuffed a sea-blue gourd into Lin Ye's hand, "Millennium Sea Soul Wine! As promised! There are ten catties in this gourd; it's enough for you to drink for a while! Come find me again when you finish it!"

[Millennium Sea Soul Wine]

[Quality: Epic Consumable]

[Description: A secret brew of the Sea God Pavilion, based on deep-sea spirit springs, with dozens of precious marine ingredients added, and cellar-aged for a thousand years.]

[Effect:]

[1. After drinking, Qi and Blood cap permanently +500, Divine Power cap permanently +300 (Effective upon first consumption)]

[2. Within 12 hours after drinking, Water-type Spell power +20%, Water-type resistance +30%]

[3. Slightly increases affinity for the Law of Water (Requires long-term consumption)]

[Note: The liquor is potent; it is recommended to drink in portions]

Good stuff! Permanently increasing attributes and even improving Law affinity, this value is no lower than Legendary-grade equipment.

"Thanks." Lin Ye accepted the gourd.

"Leader Lin," the representative of the Eternal Kingdom also walked over and handed Lin Ye a data storage chip, "This is the technical implementation plan for the rotation System, as well as the draft design for the task System of the Resource Sharing Platform. I hope it helps you."

"The Sword Pavilion's sparring appointment is always valid." Sword Nameless said from afar, then turned and left.

Representative after representative of the factions expressed their goodwill to Lin Ye, either directly or indirectly.

Of course, there were exceptions.

When the Blood Prince walked past Lin Ye, he stopped, his scarlet pupils staring at Lin Ye, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"You think you've won?"

"The game... has only just begun."

After saying that, he took the people from the Vampire Council and disappeared into the light of the teleportation array.

Lin Ye's expression did not change.

Threats?

He was long used to them.

"We should go back too."

Lin Ye said to Su Qingyue and the other two.

The four of them walked toward the teleportation array.

Leaving Tianshu Palace, returning to the God City, and then returning to the Yan State through the teleportation array of the God City.

When the four of them stood again in front of the main hall of Chaos Valley, it was already late at night in the game.

But inside Chaos Valley, the lights were bright.

Shi Potian, Chen Hao, and hundreds of core members were all waiting in front of the main hall.

Seeing the four of them return, Shi Potian was the first to rush up:

"Boss! How was it? Did the council go smoothly?"

Chen Hao also asked eagerly: "Was our Heavenly Court bullied? Did those big factions give you a hard time?"

Looking at everyone's concerned eyes, Lin Ye smiled.

"Not only were we not bullied..."

He paused, looked at everyone, his voice clearly spreading across the entire plaza:

"We have also obtained... a voice."

"From today on, the decision-making level of the Ten Thousand Races Covenant has a place for our Heavenly Court."

"From today on, all top-tier factions across the server will remember the name 'Night Emperor'."

"From today on—"

Lin Ye's gaze swept over everyone present:

"We are no longer 'regional powerful dragons'."

"We want to be... the co-rulers of the world."

As his voice fell, there was a brief silence.

Then—

"Long live the Heavenly Court!"

"Long live the Night Emperor!"

The cheers shook the night sky of the entire Chaos Valley.

And on the third floor of the main hall, in Lin Ye's room.

By the window, Su Qingyue stood quietly, watching the cheering crowd below, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the flickering lights.

In her hand, she held an ice-blue jade pendant.

On the jade pendant, an ancient character was carved—"Yue".

This was the token of her Family in reality.

Everything that happened at the council meeting today made her make a decision.

A decision she had been hesitant about before, but now... no longer hesitated.

"Lin Ye..."

She whispered to herself:

"The future you want, I will help you achieve."

"No matter the cost."

Outside the window, the stars filled the sky.

A new era was unfolding.