World in the Pot.

Song Lin took out the Lord's Eight Trigrams Furnace, the Six Ding Divine Fire had already reduced Taisu to ashes.

Only a soil-colored pearl remained.

Inside the transparent pearl, primordial energy of soil color flowed.

This was the Earth Mother's Origin Pearl, an Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

Its internal energy was the Qi of All Mountains, the treasure of the Qi of All Mountains Prefecture.

Holding the pearl in his hand, Song Lin privately cursed: "What a waste."

The Earth Mother's Origin Pearl could adjust the earth energy of mountains, consolidating resources and handing them over to the Taoist School for distribution.

Moreover, by controlling earth energy, natural disasters such as floods, earthquakes, mountain collapses, and droughts could largely be prevented.

But why had natural disasters been incessant all these years?

The answer was simple—they only thought of enjoying the earth energy without fulfilling their duties.

Put bluntly, it was like squatting on the toilet without defecating.

The other location was Yun River Prefecture, which governed all the branches of water flow of Yun River.

Song Lin obtained a water-controlling Dragon Ball from Ao Jie.

Neither prefecture held actual governance power, but they still carried the title of Prefecture Master.

With a thought, Song Lin summoned the shadow of the Sword Guards and others.

"Send all Evil Exorcism Altar personnel to the two prefectures to inherit the resources and appoint new puppet prefecture masters. If necessary, summon Divine Demons for assistance."

"At once!"

The two prefectures were scarcely populated, but complications might arise from the Dragon Lord or Tianhe's side.

Hence, Song Lin wrote a letter to the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master.

The goal was to gauge the Master's sincerity. His conditions included the two prefectures, which went without saying—the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master naturally understood this.

Song Lin was a man who valued profits and enjoyed leveraging opportunities to his advantage. He believed that proving his own worth was the first step to extracting benefits.

Within a few days, as expected, he gained control over the two prefectures.

The prefectures were essentially administrative organs without jungles, making them relatively easy to take over.

Afterward, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master issued decrees, appointing Zhengxin as the Master of Qi of All Mountains Prefecture and Yuanbo as Master of Yun River Prefecture.

They didn't even set up puppets, granting Song Lin full recognition.

On the other hand, this was also a compromise intended for the Yin Spring Palace faction.

Holy Might Forest.

The Yin King was reporting to Tianhe, alongside Yunhai, who had just recovered from his injuries.

Upon hearing about the loss of the two prefectures, Tianhe's expression remained free of anger.

"Celestial Master, we now only have two prefectures left. Of the thirteen jungles, we control just seven, and the tides of battle have shifted." Yin King advised.

He advocated killing Song Lin at any cost.

But he was unaware that the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master had warned Tianhe days ago against implementing underhand tactics.

Tianhe knew the Master's disposition. For the Master, this struggle for succession held paramount importance, as it was tied to his own path forward.

Tianhe didn't dare to act recklessly in this arena.

"Master, allow me to go. I will perish together with him!"

Mentioning Song Lin, Yunhai's eyes burned with intense hatred.

"Not yet. Wait a little longer."

Tianhe thought to himself, the struggle for succession is but a matter of ten or twenty years, a time span he could afford.

Just then, a subordinate approached with a report.

"Report! The Dragon Lord Ao Qing requests an audience!"

At the mention of the Dragon Lord, Tianhe smiled faintly, turning and remarked: "See? The reinforcement has arrived."

The course of events aligned with Tianhe's predictions; he hadn't expected Ao Jie and his peers to eliminate Song Lin's faction, knowing the inefficacy of these individuals in confronting Song Lin.

Tianhe's objective was merely to drag the Dragon Lord into the fray. Although two deaths and substantial losses were incurred, the outcome was still acceptable.

As the ruler of the waters of the Nine Rivers, the Dragon Lord wasn't a Primordial Spirit cultivator, yet his innate physical strength rendered his combat abilities no weaker than those of a Primordial Spirit.

Furthermore, he was on the brink of transcendence, making him a somewhat trustworthy ally.

With this in mind, Tianhe prepared to meet the Dragon Lord.

...

The realm of the story.

Outside the Xu State Capital Xu City.

Thirty-six vassals had convened.

Lord Xu Yanwang stood atop the city walls, gazing at the sea of war chariots and infantry stretching endlessly, his chest filling with fervor.

The thirty-six vassals all paid homage to Xu Country, a nation renowned for its dominion over Xuzhou, one of the Nine States.

His grandfather had battled both King Cheng and King Kang without conceding defeat, rendering Xu the strongest nation among the Eastern Yi.

Xu Yanwang, wise and valiant, bolstered his realm significantly during his reign, and swelling with ambition, he styled himself a king, standing equal to the Emperor of Zhou.

"I am a celestial anomaly brought forth, how could my status not stand alongside the Emperor?"

Xu Yanwang once said to the Zhou Dynasty Envoy.

Of the Ying origin, his name was Dan.

He was born inside a large meat sac, which was abandoned in the wild, where it was torn open by the divine dog Gucang, and he subsequently emerged.

After its death, Gucang transformed into the nine-tailed yellow dragon hovering in the skies.

With this dragon, Xu Yanwang unified the vassal states of the Jianghuai region.

"People! The Emperor dares to wage war against our nation, should we not retaliate? Follow me to Haojing!"

The Zhou Chu coalition of two hundred thousand soldiers had driven them into a retreat along two fronts; now the hour of their decisive battle had come.

"Kill!"

Fifteen thousand strong bellowed in unison, their roar shaking the heavens.

The forces split into two columns advancing toward the battlefront.

Xu Yanwang, astride the nine-tailed yellow-horned dragon, led twelve thousand troops to face the Zhou Dynasty's front line.

The other column was led by the abnormal soldier Tianwu, described as having a human face, tiger body, and ten tails.

In Song Lin's words, this abnormal soldier was equivalent to a Transcendence Tribulation Stage cultivator.

Xu Yanwang commanded six divisions named the White People's Army.

The White People subsisted on yellow millet and trained four wild beasts: tigers, leopards, bears, and rhinoceroses.

They were led by a general called Thunder God, a dragon-headed, human-bodied figure.

Thud, thud, thud!

Flags waved across a thousand miles, and the thunderous rhythms of war drums echoed.

The armies collided with Zhou Dynasty forces arriving from the front.

"Kill!"

Marquis Lvu, riding the Xiezhi Unicorn, hurled the Emperor's Four Treasures, summoning four Divine Dragons to fiercely assault the nine-tailed yellow dragon.

Meanwhile, he and Zhongshan engaged Thunder God in combat.

Both armies clashed violently.

The Circulation Army of the Zhou Dynasty immediately shattered the Xu forces' formation, slaughtering soldiers and horses alike.

"Hmm? The Mystic Iron Army is indeed extraordinary!"

Xu Yanwang was slightly taken aback before fixing his gaze resolutely and summoning a three-foot black drum.

This drum, called Thunder Drum, was crafted from Kui skin and thunder beast bones; its sound carried five hundred miles, formidable enough to dominate under heaven.

Boom!

As the drumbeat resounded, a deep blue sea of thunder engulfed the four Divine Dragons.

When the four dragons finally surged forth, they were severely injured, and a gentle sweep of the nine-tailed yellow dragon's tail scattered them into oblivion.

"Hmph, pathetic!"

Looking toward the Zhou Army, Xu Yanwang couldn't help but sneer.

"An emperor? Power and military strength define the title!"

Xu Yanwang was the sole figure of his epoch to fully grasp this principle.

Unfortunately for him, his adversary was King Mu of the Zhou Dynasty—Song Lin!

Just as Xu Yanwang prepared to annihilate the troops with Thunder Drum,

two flying knives, one Yin and the other Yang, streaked across the horizon.

The knives moved at incredible speed and reached him in an instant. Though Xu Yanwang instinctively dodged, he was too late; one knife grazed his cheek, leaving a deep gash.

Song Lin entered the battlefield amidst cheers, riding the golden Sun Jade Carriage.

"Lord Xu! Will you acknowledge the summon of the Emperor?"

Song Lin held the Human Emperor's Sword, glaring disdainfully at Xu Yanwang.

"How dare you! I am King Xu!"

Infuriated, Xu Yanwang pounded the Thunder Drum incessantly, transforming the sky into a sea of thunder.

The nine-tailed yellow dragon unleashed ten thousand golden rays.

All the spells bombarded Song Lin.

Yet Song Lin remained unaffected.

Both armies instinctively froze.

The Zhou Dynasty's allied forces despaired, hearts sinking.

Had the Emperor perished?

"Haha, the Emperor is dead!"

"Victory!"

The Eastern Yi vassals erupted in ecstatic celebrations.

With such overwhelming magical force, survival seemed impossible.

Crash!

As the smoke and dust cleared, Song Lin stood unharmed, his body emitting a golden glow.

Xu Yanwang's face showed incredulous disbelief.

Before an audience of two hundred thousand, Song Lin calmly smiled and uttered:

"Heaven does not deceive. Fate does not grant the illegitimate. Could a false king harm the true Emperor?"

This line became both a proverb and a chengyu.

Nine-Transformation Indestructible Body, Heavenly Dharma, Human Emperor's Sword, 72 Transformations...

"Don't come any closer!"

The outcome, of course, was clear—Xu's forces collapsed, Xu Yanwang was defeated and killed.

The nine-tailed yellow dragon and Thunder God abnormal soldier were captured, along with the Thunder Drum.

The Emperor personally entered Xu City, abolished Xu Country's and the Eastern Yi vassals' usurped authority, disbanded their troops, restored a secondary lineage to govern Xu Country, and ordered them to relocate their capital south.

On the other side, Chu Country's Zhuu Rong Army defeated the Tianwu abnormal soldier, captured twelve cities, and withdrew after paying respects to the Emperor.

Both sides gained benefits.

Thus, Xu Country was pacified, and Xuzhou submitted.

At the ancestral temple in Haojing, the Xu tripod glimmered, releasing streams of pristine water.

This was the second level of natural energy—Ruishui River.

Song Lin entered seclusion to cultivate the second level, unifying the Five Mountains True Form Map.

The second-layer technique of the Qiankun Treasure was—Five Mountains True Form.

Gazing at the increasingly intricate cloud seals in the sky, Song Lin suddenly had an idea.

"Unify the five seals, leaving four vacant. Why not merge the Taoist magic veins of the Four Barbarians into them?"

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