Dear Elder of "Challenging the Peaks": This is an opportunity Yuanshǐ has created for me, yet I am not at all pleased—my beloved has passed away, leaving behind only a heap of scattered debris. "Let me get to the point. I have extended an invitation to Long Feng Elder to serve as the chief judge of the Judicial Department. As you know, though he is a sincere and humble man, he is prone to accepting bribes, and he maintains close ties with the Central Court. Therefore, I would like to offer you the second-highest position in the Judicial Department, so that you may serve as a counterbalance." ... "Respected Elder Huangsha Bai Zhan: It is truly a pleasure to have the opportunity to work alongside you once again..." The Nine Elders, in name, were expected to participate and assist in establishing the judicial and supervisory departments, yet for the nine peak masters, mere non-interference was already a mark of respect to the Grand Marshal. Fortunately, Fu Qingyang proved capable, and had a well-trained, highly competent White Guard contingent who worked overtime to compile the list of members leaving the Five Elements Alliance, then assigned them to various positions based on their personalities. The positions of senior elders were personally selected by Fu Qingyang—those who had publicly announced their departure at the judicial session were his first choice, followed by elders marginalized from the power core, and then elders from Cai Qinhè’s faction. These senior elders now stood as loyal, unattached figures, perfectly suited to be brought under his command; otherwise, Fu Qingyang would have found it difficult to counter the Nine Elders. Once the two departments had stabilized, he would gradually identify and integrate members from the Nine Elders’ factions. In Fu Qingyang's department blueprint, members from the two departments are primarily composed of earth-element creatures and scouts. Scouts are sharp and adept at investigation, while earth-element creatures are grounded and upright, making them ideal as internal law enforcers. Ling Jun and Huang Taiqi were also recruited by him. Given that Ling Jun is prone to being influenced by personal bribes, he was assigned to the judicial department. Huang Taiqi, being steady and principled, was placed in the investigative department. Notably, over the past two days, the tone of the forum has undergone a complete 180-degree shift. Following the headquarters' announcement—“The Grand Master has decided to establish the judicial and investigative departments as independent entities, to be led by Fu Qingyang”—the grassroots agents across various branches have been ecstatic. In their view, this reflects the Grand Master's clear stance, signaling dissatisfaction and weakening of the Nine Elders. This aligns perfectly with the grassroots agents' aspirations and expectations. Fu Qingyang has now emerged as the most prominent figure in the Five Elements Alliance, gaining widespread support, with the admiration and nostalgia once reserved for Yuan Shi Tian Zun now being transferred to him. After finishing the last invitation letter, Fu Qingyang closed his laptop and left the study. Wearing his handcrafted white leather boots, he walked to the headquarters of the Mechanic Engineering Company next door, where the scholars were busily tightening screws, and one after another, mechanical creations were being produced. In the president's office, Xiahou Aotian rested his legs on the desk, leaned his weight against the back of the chair, and stared blankly at the ceiling. "How long has he been like this?" Fu Qingyang asked the security guard transferred from the White Guard unit. The guard sighed, "Since the trial concluded, he's been this way—half-dead, unmotivated, no longer interested in anything, not even in showing off or enjoying his work." Fu Qingyang remained silent. It seemed that Yuan Shi's passing had dealt a significant blow to this previously unfeeling man. It wasn't surprising, really. His previous lifestyle could be described in four words: psychologically isolated. He didn't feel particularly connected to the Xiahou family. Instead, it was the group of young people who had co-founded the venture and tackled quests together that gave him a sense of companionship and friendship. Undoubtedly, the core of the small team was Yuanshǐ Tianzun. The queen remained in the room, quietly withdrawing from daily life, absorbing her sorrow in silence. Yet Fu Qingyang was truly concerned about Guan Ya. Her cousin, who had lost not only her first love but also her closest companion, had been locked in her room for several days, neither drinking water nor eating, completely isolated from the world. For the first time in her lifetime, Fu Xue—usually so unreliable—had been remarkably steady, simply observing her daughter without offering words of comfort or disturbance. "Has she not come out yet?" Fu Qingyang said, looking down at her aunt with a sense of distance and concern. Fu Xue opened her eyes, waved away the rabbit maidens, and sighed, "Let her stay there. When I first divorced my husband, I was in exactly this state—feeling that life had lost its meaning, everything gray and dull." Fu Qingyang replied coldly, "But I remember you didn't stay that way for long—you soon started sleeping with younger, fresher men." "Fu Xue shrugged: "With so many handsome men out there, someone will eventually bring you joy. People aren't living for love—love is merely a seasoning in life. Making money is the true purpose of life." Fu Qingyang suddenly said, "You still have time to go back and court the Miller family." Fu Xue rolled her eyes. "My assets are all in the Machinery Company. What's the point of clinging to the Miller family? Ah, Guan Ya is so stubborn. Since Yuan Shi has returned to the spiritual realm, she hasn't been able to shake off her shadow in the past few years. And now I can't even manage her—she's already at level five." She appeared calm on the surface, but Fu Qingyang could see how deeply her aunt regretted and felt let down by the young man's passing. Fu Xue took a sip of her health tea. "Now tell me about yourself. You've completely broken ties with the Nine Elders, stripping them of two-thirds of their power. This is a battle to the end—don't you fear they'll carry out covert assassinations?" For instance, selling the movements and information of Fu Qingyang to the ruler of the evil faction—this kind of maneuver is standard practice within the Heaven's Judgment. "Nine levels and below, you're on your way to death!" Fu Qingyang quietly said before turning and walking away. After stepping out of the courtyard, he pulled out his phone and dialed Zhao Chenghuang's number: "Chenghuang, borrow me a celestial observation tool from your grandfather—the one at the master level." "Done!" Zhao Chenghuang immediately agreed. At 4 p.m., Xiahou Aotian sent Bai Huiwu with a Bagua compass. The celestial observation tool was personally delivered by Zhao Chenghuang and arrived at Songhai at 8 p.m. Fu Qingyang took both items and went alone to the villa's rooftop. On the reverse side of a yellow paper talisman, he wrote: "The probability of reviving the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign!" and affixed it to the edge of the Bagua compass. ... A great music hotel. In the spacious suite at the end of the corridor, the Master of Zhishi, dressed in a red dress, sat before the dressing table, gently combing her hair with a wooden The smartphone on the desk buzzed once. She set down Shuizi, picked up the phone, and checked the messages. [Fu Qingyang: Conference call—link sent to you.] Zhi Sha Palace Master smiled gently, opened the chat app, accepted Fu Qingyang’s friend request first, then received the link from him. She clicked on the link, and the phone interface transitioned to the conference call. Holding the microphone, she smiled lightly, “You finally came to see me—two days later than I expected. Remarkable, really. The passing of Yuan Shi Tian Zun must have hit you so hard that you’ve become so slow.” Fu Qingyang didn’t respond to her teasing; her video icon lit up with the microphone indicator. “Just a moment—there’s one more person.” …… Western Gobi Desert, the Command of the Army. In the simple mud-and-brick house, the King of the Mystic Eye was staggering, completely drunk. After the Command of the Army withdrew from the capital, the seductive spirits had celebrated nonstop for two days and two nights. Though the army suffered heavy losses, the losses of the Five Elements Alliance were even greater. Internal divisions nearly arose, with the Nine Elders gradually weakening their power. Since the trial began, a total of twelve Grand Masters have fallen. Even the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, who had long been a source of deep fear for the three major organizations, has returned to the Ling Realm. The Five Elements Alliance now resembles a renowned swordmaster who frequently gets lost—being struck one after another. For a long time to come, they won't need to worry about searches or arrests by the Alliance. Only the King of the Mysterious Eye returned quietly to his residence, closed the door, and sat down to drink alone, pouring himself into a deep, drunken state. The wine didn't intoxicate him—rather, he was intoxicated within. The Mago's eyes didn't even pause to consider whether this might be a trap—she simply tapped, and the phone interface instantly transitioned to an online meeting room. In the meeting room, there were only three people: one with a headshot of a man in a white suit, Fu Qingyang; another in a red dress wearing a silver mask; and the third with a cartoon three-eyed child avatar. As soon as the Mago went online, the woman in the red dress gave a light scoff: "Such a childish avatar." Fu Qingyang responded calmly: "Good cooperation!" Only the Mago could understand the depth of his meaning—his ability to launch a surprise attack on the capital capital, seizing the opportunity when the General-in-Chief, the Nine Elders, the Alliance Leader, and the Gate Master were absent from the physical realm, was made possible precisely thanks to Fu Qingyang's insider role. The Mago King paid no attention to their words and quickly retrieved a sound-insulating device, then eagerly exclaimed: "Can you bring back the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign? How? Fu Qingyang! If you dare to deceive me, I'll personally go to Songhai and tear you apart!" Though his Even the formidable King of Fear, when caught in the gaze of the Enchanting Eye, experiences a disruption of his spiritual energy, suffering significant weakening. Those of higher ranks are affected this way; even peers or lower-ranked spiritual travelers are typically sent back to their spiritual realm with just a glance. The Enchanting Eye of the Mage's Eye, much like Fu Qingyang's technique nearing the Dao, is a divine skill capable of defeating fellow-tier spiritual travelers. Fu Qingyang's avatar lights up with the microphone, his tone unchanged—always composed and calm: "Chu Family's Mother God's Womb can resurrect the deceased, even if both form and spirit are completely extinguished." The Mage's Eye King, whose fervor instantly cools, speaks with gravity: "The Mother God's Womb requires a blood relative to be sacrificed, and a sufficient quantity of spiritually rich blood and flesh must be left behind during life. 'If the parents of the Prime Origin Sovereign are still alive, I can bring them to the northwest. But how do I obtain that spiritually rich blood?' He finishes speaking, and immediately sees the red-dress woman's microphone light up: "I possess a flesh-bodied avatar of the Prime Origin Sovereign." The King of the Mystic Eye once again heard his frantic heartbeat, and he pressed the microphone. "Really? Truly?" The Lady Grand Master of Zhengsha nodded. "I can send over the duplicate body, but the issue is that the northwest region is under the control of the Commander of the Army. It's guarded by the Four Kings, and the Primordial Sovereign was revived in the wolf den—risk is too high. Moreover, although Robur is asleep, as a being of his caliber, he remains acutely aware of every movement within his stronghold. You'd best find a way to bring the Mother Goddess's palace out of the Commander's domain." Fu Qingyang interjected: "We convened these two precisely to discuss the specifics. I've already used my celestial observation and divination tools to calculate the timing—while the revival of the Primordial Sovereign will proceed smoothly, the outcome may still be somewhat uncertain due to the involvement of the Commander's senior leadership." Unexpectedly reliable... Upon hearing this, the King of the Mystic Eye felt reassured and said: "The King of Fear constantly travels around, and as one who longs for freedom, he won't allow himself to remain in one place for too long." As for the Asuras, they won't care. To them, we are all ants, and the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign is but an ant among ants. "Will you even care about the resurrection of an ant?" He doesn't even bother to refuse the ants. Though the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign is a thorn in the eye of the evil organization, this is only relative to the Dominants and the Saints. The half-gods don't particularly care about the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign's life or death, let alone the Asura, the strongest among the half-gods. "What about Yin Yue, Gui Dao, and Mi Xie?" Fu Qingyang asked. The Mage King of the Divine Eye paused for a few seconds, then said: "Just lure them out to the northwest. Yin Yue's parents, when young, crossed over to the Free Federation and were imprisoned as farm laborers for their entire lives. Throughout his life, he has resented anyone who calls him a slave; he claims personal freedom, insisting no one can be his master—even the Asura dares to scold him. "To defeat him, simply make a phone call and say: 'A lowly slave-born, you're nothing but a mere offspring Fu Qingyang nodded, giving a positive response. The Mage-Eye Emperor continued, "As for the Ghost Blade, it's even simpler—send out a formal battle invitation, and he'll surely respond." "What about the Extinction Emperor?" asked the Master of Zhishi Palace. The Mage-Eye Emperor paused and thought, "The Extinction Emperor is deeply passionate about battle; he feels uneasy if he doesn't come into contact with blood within three days. Tomorrow marks exactly the third day. All I need to do is inform him that a small military force has recently infiltrated the northwest, and he'll be eager to rush over." Fu Qingyang and the Master of Zhishi Palace remained silent for a moment. Their greatest concern had always been how to revive the Primordial Emperor within the midst of the wolves, and to withdraw gracefully under the watchful eyes of the Avatars and the various Emperors. They hadn't expected it to be so easily resolved. Indeed, having an insider makes all the difference.