Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Jiang Hao completely concealed the imperial might and aura that was enough to make all things tremble, transforming into an ordinary wandering cultivator.

He strolled freely among the stars, his gaze calmly surveying the world he had protected for nearly 80,000 years.

During his initial journey, he deliberately passed through some prosperous star regions directly under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court or with far-reaching influence.

The scene before him was different from the starry sky he remembered before the Heavenly Court was established.

On the star-crossing routes, all sorts of starships and magical artifacts flowed back and forth in an orderly fashion, no longer carrying the vigilant and murderous atmosphere of the past.

Around some important pivotal stars, one can see star beacons, uniformly constructed by the Heavenly Court's Ministry of Works, emitting stable spatial fluctuations, guiding travelers and calming chaotic spatial turbulence.

In the vast star market, cultivators of different races and from different worlds mingled together, conversing, trading, and discussing the Dao.

Although disputes still occur, they are mostly kept within the bounds of law and reason, and it is rare to see scenes of people drawing knives or using force to suppress others at the slightest disagreement.

Many stars themselves are full of life, mortal kingdoms live in peace and prosperity, and spiritual sects each have their own lineages, presenting a competitive, orderly, and vigorous atmosphere.

The prosperity under this order, though far from reaching the golden age he envisioned, was indeed thriving.

It is much better than the peace he initially achieved by relying solely on his personal military force to suppress others after he attained enlightenment.

Jiang Hao watched all this silently, feeling quite accomplished.

Establish laws, regulate order, and set up rewards and punishments so that this world can operate healthily on its own based on the rules.

The scene before us proves that we've chosen the right path.

Now that he has traversed the Star Sea, Jiang Hao can directly feel that the arrogant and domineering attitude of those who blatantly bully the weak and disregard the rules because of their background or cultivation level has diminished considerably.

Even though there are still strong and weak, and even though there is still injustice, at least the four words "Heavenly Laws" have truly become a sword hanging over everyone's head.

When members of powerful clans go out to work, their elders will often sternly admonish them to strictly abide by the rules of heaven.

When the weaker groups mentioned the Heavenly Court, their eyes held a genuine trust and respect.

The dream of young people is to join the Heavenly Court and become a celestial soldier or a member of the law enforcement team.

If I could join the Heavenly Court, that would truly bring glory to my ancestors.

"The key to making an example of someone is to persist in doing so." This thought flashed through Jiang Hao's mind.

He arrived at a transit star that served as a transportation hub and landed on a floating island where travelers could rest.

There was a tea stall by the island, where several boys who looked to be around ten years old were sitting around a stone table, talking animatedly.

They were all wearing the same light blue Taoist robes, like low-level disciples of a nearby sect, with cultivation levels around the Sea of ​​Wheels realm.

"I'm definitely going to take the exam for the Heavenly Court's Enforcement Team!" A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said, slamming his hand on the table, his eyes shining.

"Wearing that Xuanqiong battle suit, patrolling the starry sea, wielding the heavenly laws—how majestic!"

A slightly thinner boy next to him scoffed:

"Zhao Meng, with your speech impediment when you see a pretty senior sister, you're supposed to be in the law enforcement team? I doubt you'd even pass the logistics and garrison exam."

If you ask me, I'd be incredibly lucky to even be a regular celestial soldier in the Heavenly Court. That's a proper Heavenly Court position; when you go back to your home planet, even the Star Lords have to come out to greet you personally!

"No ambition!" The third boy, with freckles on his cheeks, lowered his voice, but couldn't hide his excitement.

"Everyone knows the enforcement team is tough to get into, but have you forgotten the most crucial thing?"

He looked around before saying mysteriously, "If you join the enforcement team, you'll have the chance to learn the 'Heavenly Judgment Technique'!"

The other two boys suddenly started breathing heavily.

"Really? Is it the legendary..." Zhao Meng's throat was a little dry.

"Of course it's true!" the freckled boy said with certainty.

"My third uncle's neighbor's cousin works as a clerk in a branch hall in the Northern Heavenly Region. He said it himself, this 'Judgment of Heavenly Power' is our Heavenly Emperor's work."

After establishing the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Emperor personally created the Enforcement Team, specifically for enforcing heavenly punishments and judging right and wrong. It is far superior to those so-called imperial scriptures and celestial techniques mentioned outside.

"Created by His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor himself..." the thin boy murmured, his eyes filled with longing, "What an incredibly powerful technique that must be..."

Zhao Meng suddenly stood up, his face flushed with excitement:

"Just for this reason, I'll risk my life to pass the exam for the enforcement team. Learning the techniques personally taught by the Heavenly Emperor is truly bringing glory to my ancestors—no, it'll bring glory to eighteen generations of my ancestors!"

The teenagers chuckled, as if they could already see themselves wearing the Xuanqiong Battle Armor and wielding supreme techniques.

In a corner of a tea stall not far away, Jiang Hao held a rough earthenware bowl, the spiritual tea inside emitting a faint steam.

He listened to the teenagers' unbridled dreams and boasts, his face expressionless, but his heart stirred slightly.

"The Judgment of Heaven"... was indeed created by him.

At that time, the Heavenly Court had just been established, and the enforcement team faced the greatest pressure. They needed a set of techniques that could both control the situation and allow for rapid growth.

He put some thought into it, incorporating the essence of star punishment and lightning tribulation to create this technique.

In his eyes, this technique was alright; after all, with his current level of cultivation, anything he created casually wouldn't be too weak.

But for these youngsters in the Sea of ​​Wheels realm, and even for many so-called experts, it was indeed an unparalleled inheritance that would make them fight tooth and nail.

The excited chatter of the boys drifted over, and their pure, unadulterated longing made him momentarily distracted.

Many, many years ago, in another place called Earth, he seemed to have heard and spoken a similar conversation.

However, at that time, they weren't talking about the Heavenly Court or cultivation techniques.

A group of teenagers gathered by the playground and at the alley entrance, gesturing and saying:

"I want to get into Tsinghua University!"

"Peking University is the best!"

"I want to be a scientist when I grow up."

The voice was just as bright, the eyes just as sparkling, and I felt that the future held infinite possibilities, and that the best things were within reach if I just stood on tiptoe.

and after?

Jiang Hao took a sip of tea; it tasted a bit astringent.

Later, when I grew up, I realized that Tsinghua and Peking University were too far away, and scientists were also out of reach.

They discovered that they could only roast sweet potatoes.

Back then, he himself only managed to get an ordinary education and became an ordinary laborer, a far cry from the dream he had shouted out as a child.

"Such youthful spirit..." Jiang Hao sighed softly to himself.

That is something that cannot be recycled.

Once worn down by reality, that confidence and passion can never be found again.

These little guys may fail in their future exams, or life may wear them down, but at least for now, they have light in their eyes and fire in their hearts.

This is enough.

He put down the earthenware bowl, stood up, and walked past the boys who were still having a heated discussion, just like an ordinary traveler.

His sleeve casually brushed against the edge of the table.

No one noticed.

Zhao Meng suddenly felt a surge of energy, as a previously blocked meridian seemed to have become clearer during his cultivation.

The thin boy felt a cool sensation in his mind, and a Daoist incantation that he could never remember clearly resurfaced.

The freckled boy felt a slight warmth in his dantian, and his saccharine sea expanded slightly.

They paused for a moment, looked at each other, and found nothing amiss. They assumed it was due to their own emotional excitement, and then resumed their lively discussion.

Jiang Hao's figure had disappeared.