The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

As Number One asked, the other leaders' gazes turned to Shan Zhizhi, as if expecting him to provide a solution that would save the situation. The room was completely silent, with only the interwoven sounds of breathing and heartbeats making them remarkably clear, as if everyone was awaiting some kind of decisive answer.

Shan Zhizhi's eyes quickly searched his mind for viable spells and strategies. However, every thought was ruthlessly discarded as soon as it emerged. Jiang Chen, a being independent of the Three Realms, soulless and unbound by the oath of heaven, was like an untouchable shadow, elusive and unfathomable.

His brow furrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, a resounding sound. Each sound seemed to reflect his inner struggle and helplessness. He knew that this question was far more complex than he had imagined, and the answer was far more distant than he had imagined. This was not just a question of strength, but also a challenge of wisdom and strategy.

The atmosphere in the room fell into a brief silence once again, as if even time had frozen. Everyone waited, hoping that Dan Zhizhi could offer even a glimmer of hope, to illuminate this bleak situation. They knew this wasn't just for today, but for similar events that might occur in the future. They needed an answer, one that would allow them to prepare.

Ying Ni sat quietly in a large leather chair in Shan Zhizhi's spacious office. Through the half-drawn curtains, sunlight streamed through the window, casting a slightly anxious light on her face. Time slipped by, and Shan Zhizhi still hadn't returned. Unease grew in her heart. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she lightly stood up and quietly left the office. Her heartbeat quickened, her pace unconsciously quickening, as if a sinister premonition lingered.

Ying Ni's ears picked up the sounds of a distant debate, and she followed them, her steps light and swift. The conference room door was slightly ajar. Standing there, she peered through the crack and saw Shan Zhizhi sitting at the end of a long table, his brow furrowed, lost in deep thought. The surrounding leaders exchanged opinions in hushed whispers, and the atmosphere in the conference room was incredibly tense. An oppressive atmosphere hung in the air, and everyone's expressions were unusually serious, as if they were discussing a crucial decision.

Ying Ni listened intently, gradually understanding the topic the leaders were discussing: how to restrain Jiang Chen, the ancestor of zombies. Knowing that Shan Zhizhi hadn't yet found a solution, she decided to lend a hand. She whispered to Shan Zhizhi, "Uncle Shan, you can harness the power of the laws of heaven to restrain Jiang Chen." Her voice, though soft, was filled with determination and confidence, as if she had foreseen victory.

Shan Zhizhi was startled at Ying Ni's voice, then began searching through his memories. After considerable effort, he finally found the memory of the Law Contract. He realized that the Law Contract differed from the Oath of Heaven. The latter was sworn by the soul-bearing oath-taker, while the former was binding upon all those who had signed a contract with the Law. The unique power of the Law of Heaven maintained the order of the world. If any individual, deity, or entity violated the Law, Heaven would send down nine heavenly purple thunders as punishment.

"I found it. I can use the contract of the laws of heaven to restrain him." Shan Zhizhi stood up slowly, a determined light flashing in his eyes, as if he had found the key to solving the problem. "However, I can only be a witness to this contract, so we also need to select a person with great luck and profound merit as the other party to the contract." There was a hint of seriousness in his voice. He knew that this would be a difficult challenge, but he also understood that only in this way could world peace and order be ensured.

In a spacious, bright conference room, the leaders gathered around a long mahogany table. Dan Zhizhi's words, like a gentle spring breeze, eased the tense atmosphere, and every leader present smiled with satisfaction. Their eyes revealed anticipation for the future and confidence in the current decision. However, when the additional conditions were raised, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze. The leaders' brows furrowed, complex expressions on their faces, as if they were weighing the pros and cons and the potential consequences.

The words "great fortune" and "merit" echoed throughout the conference room, hammering at everyone's heart like a hammer. Finding such talent was like searching for a needle in a haystack. The leaders took turns suggesting candidates, but Shan Zhizhi's head, like a merciless judgment, repeatedly rejected their proposals.

"Where's Mr. Jiang?" a voice broke the silence, bringing the discussion in the conference room to a halt. Mr. Jiang's name, like a bombshell, plunged everyone into a brief silence. Mr. Jiang, the elder who had witnessed China's ups and downs, carried countless honors and sacrifices behind his name. His life was a vivid portrayal of loyalty and devotion to his country, and his story has inspired generations.

The discussion in the conference room rang out again, this time filled with hesitation and worry. Elder Jiang's age, his contributions, his health—each factor weighed heavily on the leaders. "Elder Jiang is too old!" "Yes, yes, Elder Jiang has already given so much to China. He's no longer needed for something like this." "That's right." The discussion in the conference room continued, but Shan Zhizhi knew that only those recognized by the Heavenly Dao could be parties to the Heavenly Dao Contract. Amidst this turmoil, Shan Zhizhi had quietly uploaded Elder Jiang's information to the Heavenly Dao's main body. The main body, upon receiving the information, used the Law Scale to begin weighing it: on one side was Elder Jiang's luck and merit, on the other was the Law's power required to constrain the generals and ministers.

The scale's needle slowly moved, finally stopping at the equilibrium point. Jiang Lao's information matched the requirements perfectly, and the light of Heaven shone on Jiang Lao's name, as if to speak of his extraordinaryness. A barely perceptible smile appeared on Shan Zhizhi's face. He knew that Jiang Lao was not only a qualified candidate, but also a precious treasure left to China by that era. Most importantly, because Jiang Lao had experienced that era, Heaven was moved and allowed Jiang Lao to share an ability of a general within the rules. This was undoubtedly the highest praise for him. Jiang Lao's existence was not only a tribute to the past, but also an inspiration for the future. His participation would bring new hope and strength to China.

"Mr. Jiang meets all the requirements." Shan Zhizhi couldn't help but declare loudly while the other leaders were still arguing fiercely. These words immediately calmed the atmosphere, and they all returned to their seats. The tension in the meeting room seemed to ease considerably with Shan Zhizhi's announcement. The previously tense nerves and heated rhetoric gradually subsided, and the leaders began to calm down and re-examine their positions and opinions.