A month had passed since my ascension shook the foundations of the realm, and the results were... satisfactory.
Seated in the newly renovated imperial palace—formerly the Immortal Sect's grand headquarters—I gazed out through crystalline windows at the sprawling territories that now bore my banner.
The transition had been smoother than even I had anticipated.
When a Great Vehicle realm cultivator personally visits your sect compound and politely suggests you accept the authority of an ascended emperor, most rational leaders tend to see the wisdom in compliance.
The major sects had fallen into line with barely a whisper of resistance.
The Azure Dragon Sect's leadership had practically prostrated themselves when Zhang Wuji arrived with my decree.
The Blood Moon Valley had dissolved their demonic practices overnight, their elders scrambling to prove their newfound righteousness.
