Tianlingzhou changes

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist!” He Zhenghao cupped his hands with a chuckle, then returned with Gao Yuan.

Watching their retreating figures, Li Fan’s expression was unreadable.

“In just one year, they’ve been corrupted to this extent…”

“Heh, not long ago, these two were still guessing that I was Chang Sheng Tian Zun whose cultivation had fallen, and wanted to follow me to secure a good future.”

“Now they even dare to deceive superiors and conceal from subordinates.”

A cold glint flashed in Li Fan’s eyes.

After all, the battle in Tianling State in this life was orchestrated by him.

He had also long anticipated that some Cultivators participating in this fundraising plan would perish in the battle of Tianling State.

However, he had never proactively mentioned this to He Zhenghao.

This was precisely to see what choices He Zhenghao would make when faced with unclaimed principal.

The result…

“Indeed, the human heart cannot withstand scrutiny.”

“Especially in the face of so many contribution points. When one has become accustomed to astronomical figures of hundreds of millions, how can one be content with their own meager salary?”

“One will inevitably look for some extra income.”

Li Fan shook his head inwardly, though he wasn't exactly disappointed.

It was just that he had originally planned, in consideration of the Sitting Mountain Skill and He Zhenghao’s hard work in his previous lives, to arrange a way out for He Zhenghao when the Crimson Flame Burning Sea occurred.

Now…

Let's talk about it in the next life.

Li Fan, expressionless, began to select the personnel for this conscription from among the Cultivators within the Congyun Sea system.

That’s right, at the beginning of the war, the first to be conscripted were members within the Immortal Alliance system.

After all, enjoying the special treatment of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance naturally meant bearing corresponding responsibilities.

“Zhu Yongshou…”

“This person once spoke disrespectfully, circle him.”

“Qi Yan. Hmm, no impression. I didn’t see this person at the groundbreaking ceremony for the reconstruction of Congyun City or the Immortal City foundation-laying ceremony. Circle him too.”

“Zhao Kuo, Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Congyun Sea Cultivator Feedback Collection Specialist?”

Li Fan’s gaze swept over, and he paused slightly.

He had been reincarnated in Congyun Sea for so many years, and had been in charge of Congyun Sea’s political affairs for some time in this life.

Yet, he had never had the privilege of meeting this person.

What about the promised feedback collection?

“If you don’t die, who will?” Li Fan waved his large brush, circling this person as well.

…

In just a short while, the [Conscription Cultivator List] that had so troubled He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan was completed.

Overall, Li Fan was quite casual when selecting Cultivator names.

After all, in Li Fan’s eyes, even if they could escape the great battle of Tianling State, they couldn't escape the Crimson Flame Burning Sea.

It was merely a difference between dying early and dying late.

On the order, He Zhenghao and the other had already stamped the [Secretary-character Envoy Divine Seal] that Li Fan had specially left before entering seclusion.

Now, it only needed “Zhou Qingang” to stamp and issue it.

Soon, “Zhou Qingang” completed the final step.

“Every wrong has its source, every debt its owner. Everything was done by Zhou Qingang, it has nothing to do with me, Li Fan.”

Li Fan felt no pressure whatsoever.

“Fellow Daoist Zhou is indeed decisive! Haha, it seems I’ll have to trouble you again next time!” Soon, He Zhenghao’s voice of praise came.

Li Fan smiled faintly, humoring him.

Under the sea, in the Crystal Palace.

Just half a day later, Sima Changkong, who had gone out to collect brewing ingredients, hurried back.

“Oh? Brother Sima is so quick?” Li Fan asked, somewhat surprised.

“Oh dear, Fellow Daoist misunderstood.”

Sima Changkong shook his head repeatedly, explaining, “I had an urgent matter, which is why I suddenly rushed back.”

“The ingredients for Tianqing Brew are not easy to collect, and I haven’t had time to prepare them yet. If Fellow Daoist wishes to drink to your heart’s content, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a few more days.” A hint of apology appeared on his face.

“No matter!” Li Fan waved his hand, indicating that he didn’t mind.

“What exactly happened, Brother Sima, that you are in such a hurry?” Li Fan then asked with some curiosity.

“Something extraordinary appeared on the Tianling State battlefield, and my Bloodline Incarnation was unfortunately destroyed. So I had to rush back to create a new one.” Sima Changkong replied, his expression somewhat helpless.

“Extraordinary thing?” Li Fan narrowed his eyes, ushering Sima Changkong to sit down inside the Crystal Palace.

“Yes, I was also greatly startled when I saw it.” Sima Changkong seemed to have returned by fully exerting his escape technique, looking a bit tired.

However, after resting for a short while, he took out a black can from somewhere.

He formed hand seals and crushed the can.

Instantly, a large amount of blood gushed out from it.

It seemed as if it had just been drawn from a body, and a pungent bloody smell could still be detected.

The blood wriggled in the air, slowly forming a blurry human shape.

Sima Changkong did not avoid Li Fan, lightly tapping his right index finger on his glabella, guiding out a drop of blood shimmering with seven-colored light.

He then merged it into the blood mass in front of him.

A faint glow emanated, and not long after, a Clone identical to Sima Changkong appeared before the two of them.

Taking out clothes for the Clone to wear, the Clone cupped its hands towards the two, then swiftly departed in the direction of Tianling State.

Only then did Sima Changkong let out a sigh of relief.

He only appeared weaker, his face pale, and he even struggled to stand steadily.

Seeing this, Li Fan quickly helped him to sit down.

After a long while, Sima Changkong finally recovered.

“How do you feel, Fellow Daoist?” Li Fan did not rush to inquire about the situation on the Tianling State battlefield, but rather asked with concern first.

“I’m fine, I’ll be alright after resting.” Sima Changkong shook his head slightly, speaking weakly.

“That’s good then. So this body of Fellow Daoist is your True Body? I thought it was just a Bloodline Incarnation.”

“Heh heh, after cultivating the Bloodline History, how can there be any True Body left?” Sima Changkong said with a bitter smile, “It’s just that only here in Congyun Sea do I still have essence blood to quickly create a new Clone.”

Li Fan was enlightened upon hearing this.

However, he quickly frowned and said, “I observe that Brother Sima’s method of creating Clones seems to consume a great deal of Origin Qi?”

“Fellow Daoist is right. That’s why I need to drink some Tianqing Brew daily to replenish my body’s deficiencies.” Sima Changkong nodded.

“Oh dear! Then by greedily drinking so much of Brother Sima’s Tianqing Brew, wouldn’t I be…” Li Fan stamped his foot and sighed, looking full of regret.

“Heh heh, Brother Li, you don’t need to worry!” Sima Changkong in turn consoled Li Fan.

“I told you before, after cultivating our Sima family’s Bloodline History, our lifespan will become no different from that of Mortals.”

“A person’s life, but a mere few decades. It’s truly like a fleeting glimpse, gone in an instant.”

“In such a short life, to be able to meet a confidant like Brother Li, I have no regrets even in death.”

“So, let’s drink today while we have wine! Fellow Daoist, by drinking heartily with me every day, I am grateful and can’t thank you enough, so how could I blame you?” Sima Changkong explained.

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