332: Chapter 331 Proclaiming to the World: The Heavenly Strategy Divine Court is Established!

The messy, illegal structures within the city, those foul-smelling slums, and the black markets reeking of blood were all razed to the ground. In their place stood a series of magnificent palaces arranged according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The streets were wide and clean, paved with white jade slabs and lined with Spiritual Plants and divine flowers transplanted from the God-Demon Secret Realm, filling the air with a refreshing Spiritual Qi.

In the very center of the city, a Tiance Divine Temple, ten thousand feet tall and forged entirely from Star Meteorite Iron, pierced the clouds. It stood like a sharp sword stabbing through the firmament, serving as both Lin Feng's private quarters and the core of the entire power structure.

Inside the great hall, it was resplendent and magnificent without appearing gaudy.

Lin Feng sat lazily on a throne carved from top-grade Immortal crystals and covered in the furs of Divine Beasts. In his hand, he toyed with an ancient bronze mirror—it was a replica of the haotian mirror snatched from some unlucky fellow in the Heavenly Court. Although not as powerful as the original, it was more than enough for monitoring the movements of the Three Realms or even catching a glimpse of the Jade Pool fairies bathing (strike that, he didn't do that).

“System, what’s the current situation?” Lin Feng asked casually while watching the images displayed in the mirror.

[Ding! Real-time big data analysis in progress...]

[The host's current reputation has reached the 'Enemy of the Three Realms' level. Congratulations, Host, your current fame has surpassed that of the Monkey King back in the day.]

[Heavenly Court: The Jade Emperor is holding an emergency meeting. Although everyone is just bickering, the mobilization of a heavy army is certain. I heard that the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King is borrowing Magic Treasures everywhere, preparing to reclaim his dignity.]

[Western Spiritual Mountain: The Tathagata Buddha is giving a lecture, and the topic of discussion is 'Whether Lin Feng is the Reincarnation of Mara or a deviation in the Heavenly Fate.' The current conclusion is that if you do not convert, you are a demon.]

[Yao Race: The Master of the Demon God Palace is recovering from his injuries, but he has sworn to take revenge. However, there is a divide within the Yao Race regarding whether to confront you head-on; some of the younger Yao Race members even consider you an idol.]

[System Suggestion: Since you've already had a falling out, you might as well make an even bigger scene. Without a proper title, the host is currently like a bandit leader occupying a mountain. You need an official 'status' to gather the Luck of heaven and earth and contend with the momentum of the Heavenly Court.]

“Status?”

Lin Feng rubbed his chin, a wild and playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth. “Are you saying that if I don't act as a rebel, I'd be wasting my talents? You want me to stop being a bandit and become a 'legitimate' Emperor?”

“Correct,” the System replied succinctly.

“Princess Yao Ji!” Lin Feng suddenly called out.

“Boss, I’m here.”

Dressed in a black professional outfit—a modified Demon Realm qipao with high slits that fully showcased her long legs—Princess Yao Ji walked up with elegant steps, holding a thick stack of documents.

After spending this time together, the princess of the Demon Realm had completely adapted to her role as the 'First Secretary.' She found that following Lin Feng, while risky, was truly exciting, and she could actually learn things!

“This is the 'Nation-Building Proposal' I drafted overnight, as well as the 'Tiance Divine Court Organizational Chart' and the 'First Generation Employee Welfare Plan'...” Princess Yao Ji handed the documents to Lin Feng, her eyes flashing with a shrewd light.

Lin Feng flipped through a few pages and nodded with satisfaction. “Not bad. As expected of a top student from the Demon Realm, you work efficiently. You're much better than that simpleton Nezha who only knows how to fight.”

“Pass down the order.”

Lin Feng stood up, his originally lazy aura vanishing instantly, replaced by the supreme pressure of a myriad-path Immortal King.

“Announce to the Three Realms that I'm going to start a livestream... oh no, I'm going to hold a 'Court Establishment Ceremony.'”

“Since that old man, the Jade Emperor, can't sit securely in that position, and since the order of these Three Realms has rotted to the core, then I'll take a seat and change the way things are done.”

...

Half an hour later.

Above the City of Sin, the clouds and winds shifted.

Lin Feng did not use the traditional, inefficient method of sending messengers to shout everywhere. He directly utilized the rule-based power of 'Words Become Law,' combined with the System's full-frequency broadcast function.

At this moment, a magnetic and slightly arrogant voice containing the power of supreme Law was forcibly broadcast into the mind of every living being in the Three Realms.

Whether it was an Immortal in seclusion contemplating the Great Dao, or a Mortal farming in the fields; whether it was a giant beast sleeping in the deep sea, or cattle and sheep grazing, even the gods dozing in the Lingxiao Palace all heard the same voice in their heads:

“Hello? Mic check, mic check. Can you hear me? Hey, you over there, stop picking your feet and listen to me.”

The entire Three Realms: “???”

Everyone was stunned. Who was this? To be able to speak directly into their minds? What kind of great Divine Ability was this?

“I am Lin Feng.”

Those four simple words caused countless people to gasp. Lin Feng! The ruthless man who had just fought through the God-Demon Secret Realm and slapped the Heavenly Court's face!

“In view of the Heavenly Court's corruption and incompetence, the old Jade Emperor's muddled ways, the withholding of wages, and the suppression of talent, which have led to the suffering of all beings in the Three Realms (though it's a bit of an exaggeration, I need a righteous cause)...”

“I, Lin Feng, today in the City of Sin, officially establish—the ‘Tiance Divine Court’!”

“Our tenet is: Freedom, Equality, and Fraternity (strike that). Our slogan is: No overtime, no rat race, we eat meat together, and we fight together! As long as you have talent, as long as you refuse to submit to the Heavenly Court, the Tiance Divine Court is your home!”

“From this day forward, the Tiance Divine Court and the Heavenly Court... are irreconcilable! Until a new order is established!”

Boom—!

As the last words fell, the entire Immortal Realm felt as if a magnitude ten earthquake had occurred. The Dao Hearts of countless cultivators trembled.

This was a declaration of war! This was a blatant manifesto of rebellion!

Above the City of Sin, the originally gloomy sky suddenly split open, revealing a vast galaxy of stars.

Lin Feng stood at the pinnacle of the divine temple, draped in nine-colored auroral robes, pointing a single finger to the sky like a God King descending to the world.

“Luck, gather!”

The Chaos Myriad Dao Scripture within him circulated frantically; it was a Cultivation Technique that stood above the Heavenly Dao, the Legacy of Grandmaster Pangu.

From all directions, countless visible golden air currents surged wildly.

That was the ownerless Luck scattered throughout the Three Realms, the Power Of Will from the hearts of the Yao Race, Demon Race, and Loose Cultivators who had long held grudges against the Heavenly Court, and even more so, the 'momentum' Lin Feng had seized through his path of slaughter and Heaven-Defying actions.

“Roar—!”

A deafening roar of a Dragon that penetrated the Soul echoed through heaven and earth.

A golden giant Dragon ten thousand miles long slowly took shape above the City of Sin.

This Luck Golden Dragon was covered in nine-colored scales, each engraved with runes of the Great Dao. Its eyes were like the sun and moon, its claws and teeth like divine weapons, and its majesty was inviolable. It perched among the clouds, looking down upon all living beings. That boundless pressure was actually not inferior to the Luck Golden Dragon that the Heavenly Court had nurtured for billions of years!

“Holy crap! Is that... a Luck Golden Dragon?!”

“So huge?! And it's nine-colored?! What kind of immense fortune is this!”

“This Lin Feng... is truly going to defy the heavens! He isn't just some ragtag band; he truly possesses the bearing of an Emperor!”