Chapter 632

Inside the Lingxiao Baodian, not even a crow or sparrow could be heard.

All the Yao Shen, including Bai Ze who had just returned from the Di Fu with a few knots of stifled frustration still in his heart, were completely stunned after hearing Gu Yuan's words.

Mingbi?

The only hard currency?

This... this is what a sinister, what a vicious, what an... absolutely brilliant scheme!

Di Jun first froze, then suddenly slammed his thigh, letting out a wild laugh that shook the entire Lingxiao Baodian.

"Hahaha! Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

He understood.

He completely understood!

The Wu Clan wants to occupy the latrine without shitting, wanting to turn the Di Fu into their own independent kingdom, right?

Fine!

We won't fight you for it.

We'll just pull the firewood from under the cauldron!

You want to be Gui Chai? Sure.

You want to be laborers? Also fine.

But you want to collect wages? Want to increase your strength? Want to live comfortably in this Youming Di Fu?

Then you must use the 【Mingyue Heavenly Currency】 issued by our Heavenly Court!

And to get Mingyue Heavenly Currency, you must register on the 【Heavenly Ranking】, accept the Heavenly Court's evaluation, and follow the rules set by the Heavenly Court!

In this way, the Wu Clan are nominally the actual controllers of the Di Fu, but in reality, from top to bottom, from the Ancestral Wu to the minor Wu, they have all become "contract workers" working for the Heavenly Court!

Do well, there's a reward.

Do poorly, not only is there no money, you'll get a demerit, even be fired!

This isn't just pulling firewood from under the cauldron, this is practically putting a noose named "economy" around the entire Wu Clan's neck!

"Younger Brother's talent is truly unfathomable even to ghosts and gods!" Fuxi stroked his long beard, face full of praise; the look in his eyes toward Gu Yuan had already completely transformed from initial admiration into reverence.

Applying the mundane world's "art of managing subordinates" to this Great Wasteland where gods and demons vie for supremacy, and being able to play it to such a state of perfection.

Just who is this Great Emperor Taiyi?

"Proclaim Our Imperial Edict!" Di Jun no longer had the slightest hesitation; the Heavenly Emperor's majestic voice once again resounded through the Three Realms.

"Announce to the Great Wasteland! Effective immediately, our Heavenly Court establishes the 【Youdu Gongdesi】 in Youming, temporarily headed by Yao Sheng Bai Ze. All who take office in the Di Fu, regardless of Wu, Yao, Gui, or Ren, must register and be recorded on the 【Yinci Juan】 of the 【Heavenly Ranking】 at the Nan Tian Men."

"The Heavenly Court will use stellar essence, Nine Nether Yin Qi, and Heavenly Court Qi Qi to forge 【Mingyue Heavenly Currency】, as the Di Fu's sole circulating legal tender!"

"All who hold office in the Di Fu may monthly receive salary according to merit. All souls entering Reincarnation Wheel may also exchange 【Mingbi】 based on merit and virtue accumulated in life, to use on the Reincarnation Wheel path to avert calamity and resolve difficulties, or to exchange for blessings in the next life!"

"So decreed!"

Boom!

The Decree issued, the entire Great Wasteland shook once more!

Countless observing mighty figures were completely dumbfounded.

They originally thought the Yao Clan had suffered a hidden loss in the Di Fu confrontation, and had been played by the Wu Clan.

Who could have imagined, only this much time had passed, and the Yao Clan's counterattack had arrived!

And it came so fast, so ruthless!

"Mingbi... this Di Jun wants to turn the entire Great Wasteland's life-and-death Reincarnation Wheel into his Yao Clan's business!"

"Too ruthless! This time the Wu Clan thoroughly has no moves left! Either obediently be Underworld Laborers, or they can only watch helplessly as their clansmen, unable to obtain resources, have their cultivation stagnate, slowly eliminated by the times!"

"Behind this, it's definitely still that Great Emperor's handiwork! This person's heart is simply even deeper than the Nine Nether Youfu!"

Youming Realm.

Since Hou Tu transformed into Reincarnation Wheel, this place was no longer that filthy, stinking Blood Sea.

Replacing it was a vast, boundless, dead-silent black Da Di.

The sky was an eternal gray-decay color, no sun or moon, no stars, only six black hole vortices as huge as galaxies slowly rotating above the Heavenly Dome, emitting a terrifying suction that devoured everything.

Heavenly Dao, Human Dao, Asura Dao, Animal Dao, Hungry Ghost Dao, Hell Dao.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation were already this new world's only Law.

However, Law Established but Order Missing.

Hundreds of millions of remnant souls of living beings who perished in the Wu-Yao struggle, like gray-white tides, were drawn by the breath of Reincarnation Wheel.

They packed every corner of the Youming Dadi, bewildered, irritable, filled with resentment toward the living.

Hissing roars, wailing cries, cursing voices... countless Negative Emotions gathered together, making this newly born Di Fu like a gunpowder barrel about to explode.

"... All who take office in the Di Fu, regardless of Wu, Yao, Gui, or Ren, must enter the Heavenly Ranking to register. The Heavenly Court thereby forges 【Mingyue Heavenly Currency】, establishing it as the Yinci's sole circulating legal degree!"

Bai Ze's Attire, holding the Heavenly Emperor's Edict, stood towering in the void.

Behind him were ten thousand Golden Armor stern Heavenly River naval troops; above his head roared and coiled the Heavenly Court Gold Dragon.

The Edict finished being proclaimed.

The entire Youming Di Fu fell dead silent for an instant.

The next second, volcanic eruption!

"Outrage Roar!!!"

A frenzied roar that shattered ten thousand layers of dark clouds exploded from the depths of the Da Di below.

Boom!

Nanming Lihuo Rushing Skyward, burning straight through that indestructible Youming frozen soil.

Zhu Rong's Ancestral Witch true body, towering a hundred thousand zhang, rose from the ground, his eyes blood-red as if dripping blood, the berserk Fire Law transforming into ten thousand fire dragons that lunged clawing and biting toward Bai Ze in the Heavenly Dome.

"Di Jun, that bald feathered beast! Gu Yuan, that consumptive ghost! Do they really think the blade in Laozi's hand isn't sharp?!"

"Die for Laozi!"

Not only Zhu Rong — Gonggong treading the sky-covering black water, Qiangliang's whole body flashing with lightning — among the eleven surviving Ancestral Witches, eight erupted simultaneously with the purest killing intent.

Utter shame!

They, the Wu Clan, abandoned the Great Wasteland, holding their noses and retreating to the Underworld — what did they get in return?

It's the Underworld salary!

It's a bone called "Mingbi" that the Yao Clan tossed down from on high, making this group of Primordial Orthodoxy scramble for it like stray dogs!

Facing those eight Ancestral Witch laws capable of destroying heaven and earth, Bai Ze's expression did not change; he merely raised the Heavenly Emperor's Edict high in his hand.

Buzz——!

Atop the Edict, the Heavenly Court Gold Dragon let out a dragon's chant that pressed down on ten thousand ages.

At the same time, from the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, an equally vast yet compassion-filled Youdu Holy Might descended with a boom, crashing hard against the Heavenly Mandate Qi.

"Stop."

A voice cold as Wanload Xuan Ice rang out; Pingxin Niangniang's figure appeared out of thin air between Bai Ze and the assembled Ancestral Witches.

She waved her wide sleeve, the Earth Law circulating, lightly and casually dissolving the berserk attacks of Zhu Rong and the others completely.

"Younger Sister! Move aside!" Zhu Rong roared in anger, his chest heaving violently.

"This is the Underworld, not Pangu Hall. I am Ping Xin, not Hou Tu."

Pingxin Niangniang's eyes held no warmth; she looked at Bai Ze, her voice calm,

"Edict accepted by the Underworld. Go back and tell the Heavenly Emperor: the Underworld's rules, this seat will teach them to keep."

Bai Ze bowed slightly: "Niangniang is wise. This subject takes his leave."

The golden light gathered, ten thousand Divine Soldiers withdrew from Youming.

Left behind were the eleven Ancestral Witches with iron-blue faces, and that scroll slowly fluttering down to the ground, emitting a piercing golden light — the Edict.