174: Chapter 174 Times Have Changed, the Heavenly Court Has Risen

Before the words could fade, a brisk, breezy wind swept across the banks of the Sanguang Holy Water Pool.

A young girl dressed in a white long dress, wearing a blue hairpin, and with Dragon horns atop her head, skipped over to Shi Yan's side.

Her pair of Dragon eyes were startlingly bright, and her whole body was wrapped in irrepressible joy. She leaned in close, her tone filled with admiration and excitement, her voice brimming with lighthearted cheer:

"Teacher! You really have foresight!"

She reached out and pointed in the direction of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court, her azure Dragon eyes reflecting the shape of money. She had fallen into the money pit.

"Teacher, tell me, in the future when Haotian proves his Dao as a Saint and the Heavenly Court ascends to rule over the Primordial World, how much Karma can the Water Department deity positions held by the Human Race earn for us each year!"

Watching the young girl before him, her Dragon eyes sparkling, her mind filled with nothing but rolling Karma and Luck, Shi Yan couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

He raised a hand to pat her head, his tone indifferent, shaking his head slightly: "It's alright."

"That little bit won't increase the Luck of the Human Race, which has such a massive scale, by much."

The deities of the Water Department are, after all, just workers.

The Karma earned from working, when poured into the Luck of the Human Race, wouldn't even make a splash.

"The most important thing for the deities of the Water Department is, ultimately, to ensure favorable weather in the territories of the Mortals."

Upon hearing this, Ying Long pursed her lips, a trace of slight disappointment flashing in her azure Dragon eyes, yet she still muttered unconvinced in a low voice:

"I know."

"With so little Karma, what kind of legitimate Heavenly Dao orthodoxy is this!?"

Shi Yan continued to stroke her soft hair, his fingertips gently rubbing the small, warm Dragon horns atop her head. His expression was soft, carrying a hint of a smile, as he spoke slowly:

"Since when have you become so concerned about Karma and Luck?"

As his only Personal Disciple, she should never have been lacking in Karma or Luck.

Hearing Shi Yan's words, a faint flush instantly bloomed on Ying Long's cheeks, and her azure Dragon eyes darted away.

She lifted her hand somewhat bashfully, touched her Dragon horns, and scratched the back of her head, her snow-white skirt swaying uneasily.

She mumbled in a low voice, her tone full of embarrassment, yet she was also righteous:

"Oh, Teacher... this is different."

"These past few years, I've been chosen by the clan as their Clan Chief, and I have to manage the livelihood of the entire clan."

"With so many clansmen, we definitely need a large amount of Karma and Luck to support them, so of course I want to earn more to accumulate more foundation for the clan."

She lowered her eyelids, looking every bit like a little money-grubber who was worried sick.

Ying Long's clan naturally belonged to the White Dragon Clan of the Human Race.

In these few years, Ying Long's strength had broken through once again, becoming a Grand Unity Golden Immortal Middle Stage.

She was quickly elected as the Clan Chief of the White Dragon Clan.

The smile in Shi Yan's eyes deepened. His tone was gentle and perceptive, and he spoke slowly, following her train of thought:

"Is that so."

"Since that's the case, send a few more White Dragons to the heavens next year."

"Although the Karma of the Heavenly Court's Water Department is small, it has the advantage of being stable. Accumulating little by little, it is still a not-insignificant amount."

It was definitely a civil service position in the Primordial World.

Ying Long said with a disappointed tone: "I suppose that's the only way. I had originally planned to go to the heavens myself."

To go to the Heavenly Court and be a deputy deity of the Water Department for a few tens of thousands of years.

Shi Yan: "Hahaha! The child is finally growing up and worrying about the clan!"

Ying Long was even more embarrassed by his laughter; she pouted and stamped her feet, her snow-white skirt sweeping across the pool.

But there was nothing she could do, so she could only give up resentfully. She turned her head and began to plan to select the elites from the clan, waiting for the day to enter the Heavenly Court's Water Department.

...

Time flowed, and several hundred years passed quickly.

At this time in the Primordial World, Mount Buzhou had formed a peculiar sight.

Countless Cultivators, carrying packs on their backs, climbed Mount Buzhou just for the qualification to participate in the selection for the One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers.

As Cultivators participating in the selection for the One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers, their cultivation levels were certainly not high, so it was impossible for them to reach the summit of Mount Buzhou and then ascend to the Thirty-Six Heavens.

Climbing Mount Buzhou was a screening process; the higher one climbed, the easier it was to be noticed by the Heavenly Court.

This scene was too spectacular.

Placed a few hundred years ago, this was an absurd thing one wouldn't even dare to imagine.

The Heavenly Court of the past was a place of little value in the eyes of Primordial Cultivators.

High in status but low in power, it had the empty name of Heavenly Dao orthodoxy but lacked the actual ability to suppress the Primordial World.

At that time, "Better to be a Loose Cultivator than a Heavenly Soldier" was the most realistic portrayal of the Primordial World.

But now, the seas have changed into mulberry fields, and the world has been turned upside down.

Haotian, who possessed the hongmeng purple qi, even without becoming a Saint, was already acknowledged by all spirits of the Primordial World as the seventh Heavenly Dao Saint.

The Heavenly Court was no longer an empty shell that was strong on the outside but weak on the inside; it was a top-tier power holding the order of the Heavenly Dao, suppressing the four seas and eight wastelands, and was the true orthodoxy.

Joining the Heavenly Court was equivalent to having a future Saint as a backer.

Even if one provoked others in the future, one would not end up dead with their Dao dissipated.

It was definitely a golden rice bowl of the Primordial World!

Moreover, this golden rice bowl was not like the Jie Sect:

Born of moisture or eggs, wearing scales and feathers, entangled with Karma, with shallow fortune—that was the majority.

The people in the Heavenly Court rarely became entangled with Karma, and were particularly clean.

Under this temptation, the entire Primordial World went completely mad.

Countless Cultivators came out of seclusion one after another, unable to wait for the Peach Banquet, and planned to sign up in advance.

Fearing that if they were late, there wouldn't be any good positions left.

At the same time, because there were too many applicants, far exceeding the limit of what the Heavenly Court could handle.

The originally loose recruitment standards were raised time and time again, the threshold becoming so high that it made the Primordial Cultivators terrified, yet it still could not stop everyone's enthusiasm.

Among them, there was a standard that wasn't a standard, which shocked countless people until their scalps went numb.

In the last hundred years, among the one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers recruited by the Heavenly Court, even the weakest cultivation level had steadily reached the Profound Immortal realm!

One must know that the current Primordial World is the era of Acquired living beings.

Only high-end combat power remained of the Innate living beings.

Therefore, a Profound Immortal cultivation level could be considered a small overlord in a region, enough to sit in command of a territory and protect an entire clan.

In the past, one would absolutely not be a Heavenly Soldier who took orders.

But now, the Profound Immortal realm was actually just the lowest threshold for joining the Heavenly Court!

A Golden Immortal cultivation level could only be considered an ordinary soldier in the Heavenly Soldier camp.

Only a Taiyi Golden Immortal had the qualification to compete for the position of a general.

Even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would lower their status to come and seek a divine position in the Heavenly Court, not daring to have a shred of arrogance.

Truly, Golden Immortals are no better than dogs, and Grand Unity Golden Immortals are everywhere.

In the past, you ignored me; now, I make you unable to reach me.

This sentence perfectly verified the astonishing reversal of the Heavenly Court.

Countless Cultivators with insufficient cultivation could only look at the Mount Buzhou heavenly road and sigh sadly, bitterly going into seclusion to improve their cultivation, just to reach the threshold for joining the Heavenly Court.

And those Profound Immortal realm Heavenly Soldiers who successfully joined were all full of glory, heads held high and chests out, becoming the object of envy for all spirits of the Primordial World.

...

"Heavenly Emperor, now that the Heavenly Court has completed all positions except for the main deities and the positions of the Four Emperors, all other divine positions are fully filled. There are no more vacancies for divine positions anywhere in the Primordial World, and the order is operating in an orderly manner."

Venus Star held a Jade Slip, stood bowed in the center of the Lingxiao Palace, and reported the situation of the deities to the throne above.

Above the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian on the Heavenly Emperor's throne listened to Venus Star's report.

His Primordial Spirit swept across the entire Thirty-Six Heavens.

Looking at the host of Heavenly Court deities who were each performing their duties and had an awe-inspiring Aura, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a satisfied arc, and he nodded gently.

"Well done."