Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

The twelve God Attendants stood neatly in the first row, their postures erect and their expressions solemn, like twelve statues. These twelve people were divided into two rows.

After everyone entered the hall, the place was completely silent, with only the sound of breathing and the rustling of clothing. The Divine Attendants' eyes were focused on Fu Ling'er, who was at the head of the table, awaiting her instructions.

Wanqi Yuan stood up and took the first seat at the bottom. Jingyang saw Fu Linger nod slightly, and the meeting began.

In this tense atmosphere, Jing Yang, as the representative of the Divine Attendant, took a step forward and respectfully knelt on one knee before Fu Ling'er, paying his respects. His movements were graceful and solemn, as if this simple etiquette contained endless respect.

"Greetings, sir!" The voice was deep and powerful, echoing throughout the room. The other God Attendants followed him and shouted in unison.

"Greetings, sir!" The voices were uniform, like thunder, deafening.

After Qingyao and Qingzhu's publicity and promotion, Diwu Zhao and the many leaders of the forces behind him have learned of Fu Ling'er's true identity.

It's not like everyone is completely ignorant of the Shrine and the Master Attendant. Many of them still know the status of the Shrine and the reputation of the Master of the Shrine.

Now they saw the legendary Master Attendant bowing respectfully to Fu Ling'er. There was no doubt that this extremely brave and ruthless Fu Ling'er was the Lord of All Creation with supreme power.

Seeing this, everyone did not dare to act rashly. The heads of the various families, led by the Temple Master Xiahou Qing, Diwu Zhao and others, followed the steps of the Divine Attendant and knelt down to kowtow to Fu Ling'er respectfully and devoutly.

"Greetings, sir. May you be blessed with good health and happiness."

"Please stand up, all the wise men!" As this loud voice sounded, everyone stood up one after another, their eyes focused on Fu Ling'er.

At this moment, Fu Ling'er, dressed in red, was stunningly beautiful, with a serious expression, a sense of authority without even being angry. Her voice seemed to contain an endless majesty, making people dare not look directly at her.

"I believe you all already know my identity." She looked around at the people below and said slowly,

"Then from now on, I will exercise the rights of the Lords."

Her words resonated like a thunderclap in everyone's ears. They were startled and listened attentively.

“Now, the throne of the Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Emperor Palace is vacant, and Jiuyang City, which has just experienced a catastrophe, is in ruins and needs to be rebuilt.

Just as the saying goes, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day, so too can the divine realm be without a ruler for a day."

Her voice became deeper and deeper, yet it carried an irresistible power.

"Today, we have the Qiankun Palace Master Wanqi Yuan, who possesses both talent and virtue, exceptional intelligence, and the ability to command the army with lightning speed. He strikes a balance between kindness and severity, and maintains a well-organized and orderly system. He is a rare talent as a general.

Today, I solemnly announce the official appointment of Wanqi Yuan as the new generation of Heavenly Emperor. Do you have any objections? "Fu Ling'er's words were sonorous and powerful, with a domineering and majestic aura that left no room for doubt.

As soon as the words fell, a thunderous response was heard in the hall.

"We have no objection!"

The sound was equally majestic and deafening, echoing endlessly in the hall.

Anyone who listens to it will feel their heart surge, like the beating of a war drum, inspiring people and arousing the lofty ambitions deep in their hearts.

At this moment, they were convinced that with Wanqi Yuan at the helm of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, the future God Realm would be a flourishing and vibrant place, a scene of revival and glory. The numerous cultivation families would also prosper and flourish throughout history, passing down their legacy from generation to generation.

"Very good! I hereby announce that the succession ceremony will be held in three days. I sincerely invite you all to attend."

"Yes, we are here on time to congratulate the Emperor on his succession ceremony."

At this time, Wanqi Yuan walked to the left side of the throne. Facing the congratulations from everyone, he responded one by one, said a few polite words, and then announced the adjournment of the meeting.

The heads of various families left the meeting hall one after another.

After everyone had left, Jing Yang stepped forward, took out a mysterious wooden box, held it up with both hands, and brought it to Fu Ling'er.

"Master, this is the Divine Palace decree from Wanqi Jun, which is also the letter of appointment. Now we just need you to sign and seal it. Only then will Wanqi Jun's position as the Heavenly Emperor be recognized by the Heavenly Dao."

"Oh? Let me see."

Fu Ling'er took the Xuanshen wooden box. What a familiar box! She opened the lid, revealing a seal and a golden, hard, and solid alchemy book. It looked similar to the Iron Fist Alchemy Books bestowed by mortal emperors. Instead of a circling dragon, the back featured countless golden auspicious clouds.

The content of the decree was roughly the same as what she had just said, with only the signature part left blank, waiting for Fu Ling'er's name to be signed and the seal to be affixed. Then the decree would take effect immediately and be recognized and protected by the Heavenly Dao.

"Jingyang, I haven't officially taken the throne yet. Is it valid if I stamp the seal on you now?"

"Of course it counts. You don't know that the moment the Floating World Bell tolls, you are destined to be the master of all things. Now it's just a matter of formalities. Elder Nan said that you should choose a day to return to the Divine Palace so that the succession can be arranged."

"Oh, so that's easy then," Fu Ling'er took out the Qiankun pen, signed her name in the signature position, then picked up the seal and stamped it. The moment the seal fell, Wanqi Yuan on the side immediately felt an invisible force entering his body.

It made him feel as if he was enlightened by the gods, his mind was clear and everything was within his sight.

"Wanqi Yuan, accept the decree,"

"Yes, thank you, God," Wanqi Yuan said solemnly, taking the decree from Fu Ling'er's hands. At this moment, she was no longer his wife, but the supreme Lord of all things.

He should be extremely cautious.

"Jingyang will lead the Divine Attendants and the people of Qiankun Palace to preside over the succession ceremony in three days. Now that everything is settled, please withdraw."

"Yes, I'll take my leave," Jingyang accepted the order and left.

Now, there were only two people in the hall. Fu Ling'er put aside her majestic temperament, smiled brightly, stretched out her hand to Wanqi Yuan and greeted him.

"Come, come, come, sit down quickly. Let me interview you. How do you feel about becoming the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Hehe, Ling'er, it feels magical. Just now, the moment you put the seal on me, I felt like I was elevated. I had an illusory feeling as if I was stepping on everything."

"Oh, that's amazing. That's the responsibility and right bestowed upon you by Heaven. You must obey the law."

"As you say, ma'am. I'll do whatever you say, okay?"

"Hahaha, that would be the best. Let's go back and leave this to Jingyang and the others. We'll call our four guardians over later. As the saying goes, a new emperor appoints new ministers. It's time for them to officially take over the affairs of the Heavenly Emperor Palace."

"Well, it's time to get them familiar with each other as soon as possible. Let's go back to Xiaoyaoju."