Origin Paradise!

Before the chief could speak, an imperial edict was issued.

"The leader of the Demonic Cult, behead him."

"The leader of the Five Pecks Sect is hereby ordered to commit suicide."

"Elder, you are stripped of all honors bestowed by the court and ordered to atone for your crimes through meritorious service."

"Jiang Asan is hereby granted the title of Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards and Duke of Yan, a hereditary title."

The chief priest meticulously performed the grand rites of a ruler and his subject, and the essence of granting him the privilege of suicide was that this was the end of it.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty. I am deeply grateful."

Jiang He tossed the Great Snow Mountain Lord in his hand to Ah San and said, "Send it to Wu He; it's his mission objective."

Ah San laughed and said, "I offer my loyalty to the Creator and am prepared for both possibilities. Ah San accepts the order."

Jiang He kicked him out of the Sandalwood Pavilion.

……

Imperial City, Kunning Palace.

Before the duel even began, the Empress ordered all the concubines to come and pay their respects.

The Empress is the head of the inner palace. As the Emperor's principal wife, she is legally equivalent to the direct superior of the concubines. Upon receiving the order, everyone except for Consort Xian, Bai Hu Nu, who was still asleep after serving the Emperor the previous night, rushed to the scene.

On the exquisitely crafted, warm-toned long table.

The Empress sat in the main seat without hesitation.

The concubines took their seats in turn, amidst a riot of blooming flowers.

The Lady of Le'an County sat quietly with her head bowed, while Lady Changsun possessed a beauty that could topple cities.

The former princess looked down at the empress with a defiant glint in her eyes. She was extremely tall with long, slender legs.

"I wonder what brings the Empress to Kunning Palace with you ladies?"

The Empress's eyes were lifeless, but she laughed and said, "No rush, I've personally cooked lotus seed soup for my sisters to try."

"Thank you, Empress Xie."

"May Your Majesty be blessed."

The newly arrived former imperial concubines reached out to take bowls, and Lady Changsun's posture was particularly elegant and gentle, clearly indicating that she came from a prominent family.

The princess frowned, picked up the bowl and brought it to her lips, pondering how she was being so nitpicky.

The soup was made with morning dew and the finest Yangzhou lotus seeds, resulting in a light and smooth taste that the concubines raved about.

"Your Majesty's intentions are kind, but it's dusk, and I've only just tasted dust. How unlucky!" the Princess said sarcastically.

The Empress ignored it. After seeing the female official serve the county princess the soup, she picked up the jade bowl and quietly tasted it, then turned to look out the window.

The last rays of the setting sun are fading, and night is approaching.

Just like her future, it was about to be pitch black.

The father's attitude was unusual, and it was also the day of the decisive battle between the emperor and the city lord. The combination of these two factors made it obvious what the clues meant. Although the empress was a grandmaster and did not fight much, she understood the principle that one's fists cannot fight against many hands.

In this decisive battle, the emperor's chances of survival are slim.

Since the building is about to collapse, it is a wife's duty to send away all the concubines.

The Empress put down the jade bowl and chuckled. She could have warned the Emperor in advance, but given her experience since entering the palace, and the fact that she was not a lowly servant, she had no reason to repay evil with kindness.

Suddenly, Princess Le'an kowtowed on the table and vomited mouthfuls of dark blood. The other concubines screamed in fright, but they immediately followed suit, vomiting blood and collapsing to the ground, dying instantly.

"Go and ask the doctor quickly!"

"Inform the Lord Seal Master!"

"The seal is gone; she's left the palace!"

The female officials and eunuchs were in complete chaos.

The princess sensed something was wrong and was immediately horrified. The alchemists of the Dao Palace were well-versed in pharmacology and naturally knew about rare poisons. Her mid-level martial arts cultivation was extremely weak at this moment, and she could only wait to die.

"Empress, you've gone mad!" The princess struggled frantically, her face contorted with agony. "The Dao Palace will pay with its life!"

Blood trickled from the corner of the Empress's mouth as she smiled dignifiedly, "I went mad before dawn today. As for the Dao Palace's inheritance, there's no need for you sisters to worry about it. The Emperor is cold-hearted, and you and I are nothing more than puppets. As long as the Five Dou Pills remain, the Dao Palace will not be wiped out."

"You...poisonous woman!" The princess gradually lost her strength, and the dense black spots in front of her eyes increased rapidly until they took away all her vision.

"Come with me to the underworld, it's just a pity I couldn't see His Majesty off."

The empress closed her eyes peacefully, and she died at this moment. Legally, the matter would be settled with the empress's death. The dethronement must be done before death, and since emperors and empresses are usually buried together, it can be considered a good ending.

Under the horrified gaze of the female officials, the Empress and all the concubines "died of illness," with none surviving.

The personal maid quietly left Kunning Palace. The Empress had previously issued a secret order requiring her to kill Consort Xian.

However, the personal maid had only gone less than a hundred steps when a large number of vicious knights quickly arrived and completely sealed off Kunning Palace.

Even though Wu He hadn't shown up during the final battle in the capital, he flew straight from the Ministry of Justice. Old Hei reverted to his wolf form and carried Zhuang Ya on his back as they ran wildly to the palace gate. The two sides exchanged a glance and both felt that the situation was troublesome.

"What was she thinking?" Wuhe found it hard to understand. Using a method akin to self-destruction to poison all the concubines was something he, a college graduate, had never heard of before.

"Maybe it's to make a deeper impression?" Old Hei asked uncertainly.

"What do we do now?" Wuhe was at a loss. This was a huge scandal for the royal family. Even if it couldn't shake the rule, it wouldn't sound good if it got out.

"Call the parents," Zhuang Ya whispered.

"Yes, yes, tell the boss right away."

……

In the first year of the Shengwu era, on the seventh month.

The Lord of Donghai City and the Emperor faced off in the capital.

The emperor killed him with a single palm strike, shocking the world.

The Tantric Zen Master and the Flood Dragon Demon King perished, the Demonic Sect Leader was beheaded in public, the Lord of the Great Snow Mountain disappeared, and the Five Dou Daoist Leader committed suicide.

The six grandmasters have all gone their separate ways.

The emperor's power covered the entire land.

After the decisive battle, the powerful families and sects of the five states of Yun, Jing, Yong, Liang, and Ji submitted petitions to the imperial court, requesting that they send high-ranking officials to manage the local areas and jointly honor the current emperor as the Holy Martial Longevity Great Mysterious Realm Pure Capital Emperor.

Meanwhile, a shocking secret spread throughout the capital: the Empress and all the concubines had died of illness, leaving only Consort Xian in the vast inner palace. The inside story was so mysterious that no official dared to pry into it.

In an instant, all sides submitted, the seas were calm and the rivers were clear, and the world was at peace.

The rice conversion strategy was successfully implemented in Jingzhou, with Chief Minister Yue commanding 100,000 imperial troops to carry it out.

Only the remnants of the White Lotus Demonic Cult are scattered everywhere. A newly promoted Grandmaster from Jizhou has gone south to assist the young Qilin in plotting great things. All the disciples and elders of the Demonic Cult in the capital are lying in wait.

Chapter 358 Huge Improvement

late July.

Two and a half months have passed since the arrival of the baby.

After Old Hei finished dealing with the burial of the concubines, he used Zhuang Ya's enormous snake body to bury the tomb deep underground to ensure that the remains would not be exposed to wind and sun.

The martial arts manuals from the five states were sent to the imperial city, totaling 790,000 copies. The martial arts sect's acquisitions from various strongholds of the demonic sect provided considerable assistance.

In front of Qingdu Palace.

Jiang He remained seated on the throne, quietly perusing the copybook. Several thorns extended from behind him, entwining the brush as he wrote his insights and compiled the essence of martial arts in this world—the Sacred Martial Arts Codex.

Not far away, Zhuang Ya took small bites of seasonal fruits sent by the imperial kitchen, Lao Hei carried a small table to handle government affairs, and Wu He, having completed the mission of participating in the killing of a Silver Peak expert, was still buried in case files, more than half of which were still in progress.

The animal team was extremely relaxed, and the imperial city's atmosphere was also orderly.

In contrast, the Supreme Elder prostrated himself before the steps, his hands on the ground, his expression one of fear and trepidation, and refused to rise for a long time.

First, the leader of the Daoist sect participated in the rebellion, and then the empress poisoned and killed the concubines.

The fate of the Taoist temple rests entirely on the emperor's decision.

Time ticked by, and cold sweat dripped from the Supreme Elder's forehead.

Finally, Jiang He closed the copy and asked, "Why do you think you're still alive?"

"Your Majesty, I still have a deep sense of loyalty and respect that I have not yet fulfilled. The entire Dao Palace will spare no effort in refining elixirs. I only ask for Your Majesty's forgiveness."

"Punishment without reward shows a lack of imperial favor; reward without punishment shows a lack of imperial authority. The Empress is putting me in a difficult position."

The Supreme Elder bowed his head deeply.

"We will not share the same bed in life, nor the same grave in death." Jiang He said casually, "Let's leave it at that this time. Things will not happen more than three times. I have no psychological burden about slaughtering the Guangdao Palace. You'd better take care of yourself."

"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty. Thank you for your great kindness."

The Supreme Elder respectfully thanked him and took his leave.

Seeing the other party leave, Jiang He issued an edict: "Recall the Grand General of Anbei, Jiang A'da, and the Grand General of the Eastern Expedition, Jiang A'er. All the evil demon soldiers from the local armies of the Nine Provinces shall be transferred to the capital. Appoint the Grand General of the Imperial Guard, Jiang A'san, and form a 240,000-strong Evil Demon Imperial Guard."

"Understood," Old Hei replied.

Jiang He continued to open the book. By now, he had basically reaped all the benefits, and the local ecology could be returned to the native creatures. The overall strategy had entered a contraction phase, and the next step was to focus on the rice conversion project.

After the chaos of war, land and other resources were restored, and the world officially entered a period of peace.

Three days and nights passed.

The number of martial runes on Jiang He's body has increased to 1.56 million.

The martial arts of ten thousand years in this world have been embodied in one body.

In an instant, multiple afterimages appeared behind him, with golden dragons soaring in the clouds, phoenix chicks spreading their wings and skimming the ground, swords and blades clashing, spears and axes intertwining, and martial runes covering his body like armor. An unprecedentedly powerful aura pressed down on the imperial city.

[Name: Martial Saint Body]

[Category: Passive]

[Quality: Unfailing Grade]

[Effect ①: Increases all self-attribute effects by 90%, and increases Spirit, Abnormal Status, and Elemental Resistance by 90%]

[Effect 2: Grants the physical body supreme-level durability/strength]

[Effect ③: Martial Arts - Increases martial arts and weapon damage by 90%, gains 10% additional true damage, and increases martial arts aptitude by 100%]

[Effect 4: Holy Body - Immortal-level spell damage/effect saving throw]

[Effect 5: All attributes +3]

[Effect 6: Martial Saint Strike (Undying-level Active Skill) - Converts the next attack into true damage, consumes all current stamina, and costs 6000 Silver Energy]

[Note: The pinnacle of martial arts for millennia (Golden Domain and Heroic attacks contain rule-based damage, or may inhibit self-healing)]

Jiang He then refined the fourth gaseous vortex within his body into liquid, marking his advancement from ordinary to elite in his cultivation path.

[Hint: All your attributes +1]

[Hint: Your Silver Energy +1000]

[Note: Supreme Burn LV1-LV50 (Deals 60% additional damage) (Ultimate Ability - Burn: Deals 50% additional damage to flesh and spirit)]

[Strength: 28+2→32+2]

[Agility: 34+2 → 38+2]

[Constitution: 28+2→32+2]

[Spirit: 27+2→31+2]

[Charm: 38+2→42+2]

[Silver Energy: 12001→13001]

[Hint: Based on the assessment, you have become a top-tier player in the Silver Age – a Charisma-type character]

[Hint: You have obtained the title: Silver Overlord (Greatly increases the Overlord's intimidation effect)]

In front of Qingdu Palace.

Jiang He rose from the throne and summoned the Eternal Regret Dragon Spear.

The spear thrust straight in, so fast that it was too fast for lightning to catch up. The surroundings were calm and still, and all the power was concentrated at one point, without leaking out even a fraction.