Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 1227 The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven, proclaims... Hmm?

The bright moonlight not only covers the Donghuang temporary port area, but also covers the peaceful and prosperous land of Dongzhou.

In the county town of Fuzhou in Dongzhou, located not far from the Duanzhou River between Zhongzhou and Dongzhou, the night market is bustling with people and brightly lit.

Thanks to the new policies of the Xinghuo regime, the curfew has been abolished, and many vendors are enthusiastically selling goods from all over Dongzhou in the night market.

There are more than just mortals among the people on the streets.

Regardless of whether they were from a sect or were independent practitioners, regardless of whether they were at the Qi Condensation Stage or the Core Formation Stage, all Natlan monks obediently followed the "no-flying into the city unless necessary" system, and picked up the goods they needed on the street in harmony with ordinary people.

Many monks had happy smiles on their faces, and they gathered in groups of three or five to chat with their new mortal companions in restaurants and teahouses.

If it weren't for the system of the Xinghuo regime that allowed them to experience the perspective of mortals, they would never have discovered that the mortals they once regarded as worthless also had the same ambitions and ideals as them.

This harmonious scene of monks and mortals living in harmony is not only seen in Fuzhou City.

It can be seen everywhere in the counties and even in the countryside of Dongzhou.

The idea that the Spark regime will help Natlan rise has now been recognized by almost all Natlan people in Dongzhou.

Peace and prosperity for the country is not just an illusion. The people of Dongzhou have truly understood how powerful it is when everyone unites together, and they also understand that this is the life they deserve.

They will destroy anyone who dares to deprive them of all these.

The power of a mortal may be as light as a feather.

But one mortal is not enough, so what about one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, or even the people of an entire county?

If the power of a single cultivator is not enough, then what about an entire sect, including the demon clan?
The catchy song "Unity is Strength" promoted by the Spark Regime has made all the people of Natlan in Dongzhou understand the truth of unity.

Especially after the news spread that the Southern Province was tragically destroyed and almost turned into a wasteland by evil cultivators, the people of Natlan in the Eastern Province understood more clearly what saved them.

In addition, a rage for revenge against the evil cultivators also emerged from the hearts of many Natlan people in Dongzhou.

In order to avenge their fellow countrymen in Nanzhou and help them rebuild their hometown, a large number of mortals and cultivators took the initiative to apply to the Xinghuo regime to go to Nanzhou to assist in the reconstruction and eradicate the evil cultivators.

Although officials of the Xinghuo regimes and leaders of various sects in various places also had this intention, they had no choice but to appease the people first, and urgently convey the situation to Linhai City, waiting for instructions.

But in this situation, several uninvited guests wearing luxurious black and white robes and with their faces covered by silver masks appeared in the night sky of Fuzhou City.

"Is this really the Fuzhou City that I came to a hundred years ago? Why don't these cultivators fly in the sky, but instead mingle with mortals?"

A deep, old, yet powerful voice of confusion came from the mask of the leading monk.

When he took back the invisible spiritual consciousness that enveloped the entire city, he felt it was extremely absurd.

He was not the only one who was confused. The Extreme Masters behind him also had puzzled expressions on their faces under their masks.

"Lord, I didn't find any longevity elixir or spiritual weapon at all."

"Not only that, there are also demons in the city that openly reveal their true forms. Not only do the surrounding mortals and monks not attack them, but some mortals even wear large red flowers as decorations on their bodies."

……

Situations that overturned the world view of those from the Imperial City occurred one after another. Finally, the monk called the Elder waved his hand to stop others from speaking.

"Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first. The situation in Dongzhou is secondary. The mission given to us by the Grand Master must be completed."

"promise."

Hearing his cold voice, the seven young monks wearing masks responded in unison.

And the next second, their figures disappeared without a trace in the night sky.

The officers and soldiers of Fuzhou City who were patrolling in the air around them, as well as the monks in the city, seemed to have not noticed their arrival at all, which showed that their cultivation was so high that it surpassed the vast majority of the extreme practitioners in Natlan.

In the Fuzhou City Lord’s Mansion in the most central area of ​​the city.

Princess Niu Gaohan, who was plump and had a mustache, was sitting in the ceremony hall, holding a ceramic teacup with a frown on her face.

In front of him were several officials holding paper documents. One by one, they came forward to hand him the documents, and he approved their work.

"The shortage of elixirs. The shortage of elixirs. Tsk, if this matter is not resolved, we are going to get into big trouble!"

As the documents of one official after another were approved, Niu Gaohan's face became more and more anxious. Finally, he put down the brush in his hand and rubbed his temples.

"Sir, I have a plan." Seeing this, an old, hunchbacked official in a blue official uniform hesitated for a long time and stepped forward to speak respectfully to Niu Gaohan.

Seeing the princess's supportive look, he cleared his throat and began to narrate:
"Dongzhou has had a weak spiritual energy since ancient times, and lacks a bad celestial phenomenon that can produce natural treasures.

“The natural materials and treasures used in alchemy are either difficult to obtain or not effective enough.

"How about... we apply to Linhai County and call on the monks to go to Zhongzhou to collect them secretly?"

Upon hearing the elderly official's proposal, Niu Gaohan slammed the table so hard that all the officials in the meeting hall trembled in fear.

Even the soundproof magic device issued by the Ministry of Personnel and placed on Niu Gaohan's desk was shaking.

"Nonsense, do you really think I haven't considered this matter?!
"Zhongzhou, oh, Zhongzhou, the people have only had a few days of good life now, do you know that this move may very likely trigger a civil war in Natlan!
"The Imperial City has not yet discovered the change in Dongzhou. There is no need to take the initiative to provoke those ignorant and corrupt people in Zhongzhou who are out of touch with the masses at this time. The comrades in Linhai City have their own considerations!"

Upon hearing this, the elderly official who was scolded quickly bowed and apologized.

The ritual of kneeling has been abolished and they no longer need to kowtow to the princess.

What's more, Niu Gaohan was one of the first high-ranking officials in Dongzhou to join the Xinghuo regime. He rose from a poor man to a princess, and was once regarded as a commoner by other princesses.

He admired the future described by the Xinghuo regime to the extreme. Before the changes in Dongzhou, he publicly stated countless times that this was the way to save the people.

Even when the remnants of the evil cultivators launched a sneak attack a few days ago, Niu Gaohan never retreated even a single step despite the dire situation.

He even personally climbed up the city gate to boost the morale of the soldiers defending the city, successfully waited for the reinforcements from the demon clan and surrounding sects, and witnessed the demise of the evil cultivator's Nascent Soul.

This incident was publicized and praised by the Xinghuo regime in various counties of Dongzhou, greatly bringing honor to all the people and monks of Fuzhou County.

Therefore, the elderly official who was scolded also knew that the princess was only irritable because of the shortage of elixirs, and he had no hatred in his heart.

"My Lords! My Lord Princess! No, this is not good!"

But at this moment, an armored soldier suddenly ran in hurriedly from outside the meeting hall and knelt down in front of Niu Gaohan in front of all the high-ranking officials of Fuzhou County.

"Why are you panicking? You're not this panicked even when an evil cultivator attacks you. Stand up and speak to me!"

Niu Gaohan, who was still angry, raised his eyebrows, stood up, walked to the soldier kneeling on the ground, grabbed his arm and helped him stand up.

"Yes, it's Yan Tiansi, Yan Tiansi is here..."

Before the soldier could finish his words, an old man's cold snort instantly came from the hall.

The terrifying pressure that followed caused the soldier and almost all the officials of Fuzhou County to faint on the spot.

Niu Gaohan and several other officials, who were protected by the spiritual weapon of the Ministry of Personnel, all looked gloomy as they looked at their fallen colleagues, not understanding what had happened.

Nascent Soul Realm cultivation!
Imperial City Yantiansi!
What's coming is finally here!
In a blink of an eye, eight monks wearing black and white robes, their faces covered by silver masks, stepped silently into the meeting hall.

Seeing the officials lying unconscious on the ground, the eight Yantiansi monks ignored them and walked straight past them until they were a few meters in front of Niu Gaohan, who had cold sweat running down his cheeks.

"The imperial edict has arrived! Princess Niu Gaohan of Fuzhou County in Dongzhou has received the edict!"

The leading monk Yan Tiansi's voice was old and hoarse, but it rang out with unquestionable and supreme majesty.

Through the majestic Nascent Soul cultivation, this sentence suddenly swept across the entire Fuzhou City like an invisible sound wave, causing countless cultivators and mortals on the street to open their eyes wide, stop everything they were doing, and look towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion in disbelief.

All the Natlan people in Fuzhou County then remembered that although they had defeated the evil cultivator, there was still the heaviest mountain on their heads that had not been removed.

And this mountain is deeply rooted in almost every Natlan person, like a brand in their soul.

"The Emperor of Heaven decrees... hm?"

In the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the leading elder Yan Tiansi shouted this sentence, but suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped.

Because the princess in front of him did not make the gesture of kneeling in fear and trepidation that he had made countless times when he read out the imperial edict, so when he took out the imperial edict, he instinctively got used to everyone in front of him kneeling.

Several other Fuzhou County officials did the same, standing straight and looking at them in cold silence.

From their eyes, Lord Yan Tiansi suddenly discovered that he could read indifference, hostility and a fearlessness of death, emotions like those of soldiers who had experienced the test of a Jedi battlefield.

But beyond these emotions, there is more pity for the ignorant.

(End of this chapter)