I am a living immortal.

But this is how reform works. It will inevitably encounter a backlash from conservative forces. This is normal. Chen Dong is already prepared to fight with this group of people, whether verbally or physically, it doesn't matter, he is not afraid.

It all depends on what the Han emperor means.

Without the approval of this publicly recognized Lord of Humanity, he would be unable to take even a single step, let alone change the world. Humanity has both good and bad sides. If the Lord of Humanity agrees, even if his entire framework is established, it will be like the Taoist pantheon: no matter how powerful, it can only be confined to a small world, and its influence on the world can be said to be minimal.

But Chen Dong had a hunch that the Han emperor would agree, because the emperor was a radical, which could be seen from the fact that he gave himself the position of national teacher. Moreover, he was decisive, radical and strong, otherwise he would not have created such a powerful Han Dynasty.

After figuring this out, Chen Dong breathed a sigh of relief, but he wasn't completely relaxed. After all, the emperor's mind was unpredictable; he might just go astray and disagree, and that would be a disaster. So before that, Chen Dong still had another target: Su Can, the Supervisor of the Heavenly Monitoring Department. Before he could build the overall framework, he had to meet this mysterious figure, known only by name but never seen.

With this person's support, even if the emperor lost his mind, the Supervisor would probably be able to persuade him to stop. So after the matter here was settled, he had to meet the Supervisor. However, he heard that the Supervisor was difficult to find. Chen Dong wanted to try it first. If that didn't work, he would use some special means, which was the last resort. But then again, if the Supervisor really could predict the future, he wouldn't refuse to meet with him.

In the blink of an eye, the hall was already filled with people. They didn't know why Chen Dong wanted to see them, but they knew that the Xuantian Alliance no longer existed. An inexplicable sadness spread among the crowd, even though they had prepared themselves.

"Come in, what are you all standing outside for?" Chen Dong's voice echoed from the main hall. A group of Taoists filed in, only to find Chen Dong sitting majestically at the highest seat. The Xuantian League's sacred text lay beside the table. They were not surprised by this. This Imperial Master was unfathomable. Even if the sacred text was protected by numerous formations, it was nothing more than a casual act. On another level, this was also a good thing. At least without the Xuantian League's backers, even if he entered the Imperial Master's residence, he wouldn't be bullied.

News of the Lotus Buddha Kingdom had already reached them, leaving the Taoists somewhat disgusted. They were useless, considering they'd only been there half a day and already all surrendered. Why the "also"? Because they themselves weren't much better. In fact, not everyone present initially considered surrendering, but after seeing the man above smash the mountain's protective formation, they gave up their rebellion. Only that fool, Zhang Teng, would have been so reckless as to not even consider who had set up the mountain's protective formation. Now, so many have died, and there's no one else to blame.

Judging from the current situation, their fate should be not much different from that of the Lotus Buddha Kingdom. I heard that all the monks have joined the Imperial Master's Mansion, and I don't know if the Imperial Master's Mansion can afford to support so many people.

In fact, Chen Dong still felt that the number was too little. If he had not informed the emperor, he would have issued a notice in the name of the Imperial Preceptor's Office to promote talented people all over the world. Unfortunately, it was not possible now, so he could only take it slowly.

Seeing that the Taoists were a little nervous about their future path, Chen Dong didn't care. He told them to let them be nervous now. When the plan was really implemented, they would probably be too busy to have time to think about anything else.

"Stop looking so sad. Let me ask you something. Can you move that thing above your head?"

"Top of head? What?" The Taoists instinctively looked up, seeing nothing but the roof of the hall. Why move this? Only a few, bewildered, looked at Chen Dong with incredulous expressions. Chen Dong seemed to be waiting for their response. This Imperial Master was truly ruthless. He wasn't just moving a roof; he was moving the entire Xuantian Alliance's ancestors and the gods they believed in.

"This...we don't know either, and no one has tried it." Zhang Yan replied with a wry smile, feeling a headache.

Chen Dong thought about it, but then gave up. These beings were essentially the aggregate of all living beings' beliefs. Rather than wasting time trying to remove them, it would be better to create one yourself. By that time, the Han Dynasty would have its own national guardian deity, worshipped by the entire Han people. Both the quality and quantity of these deities would be incomparable to the current Xuantian League's deities.

"Forget it, these are not important. You should all know why I'm here this time. I'm still giving you a chance to choose. Either join the Imperial Master's Mansion or leave on your own. I will definitely not stop you. But I have to say this: if you still have any other thoughts after this choice, then I will not be polite anymore. Now I give you the right to choose."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent. Some were ecstatic, while others were lost in thought, weighing the pros and cons. Zhang Yan had no idea why Chen Dong acted this way, and Chen Dong offered no explanation. Sometimes swallowing something whole might not actually be a date; it could be poison.

His plan couldn't afford to fail. Either he accepted or he left. Why hadn't he said this before? First, while the monks protested verbally, their bodies were honestly determined to cling to the powerful. But these Taoists were different. In their eyes, Taoism and freedom were paramount. They followed their own will; anything else was merely compromise.

In this situation, although Chen Dong is short of people, he will not hire them. What he wants are like-minded people to complete the framework in his mind together.

"Is what you said true?" someone asked in disbelief.

Chen Dong nodded: "But this is just one chance, please make your choice, you can stay or leave as you wish!"

After he finished speaking, someone stood up and said, "Thank you, Imperial Master. I am old and I am afraid I can't help you. I just want to find a quiet place to spend my old age."

The old Taoist priest bowed and left without hesitation. Chen Dong didn't move much until he left the hall. He didn't even linger on his gaze, but continued to look at everyone.

Seeing it was real, many more people began to step forward. Some yearned for freedom, unwilling to be the court's lackeys; some simply disliked the court; and some, like the old Taoist priest at the beginning, sought a quiet place to live in seclusion. Regardless, none of them yearned for the Han Dynasty.