Lingxiu Chen Lingxiu My Child

Ye Wuchen secured the position of the Wealth Department's Chief Deity, but Gu Yuan wasn’t disheartened. After all, this outcome was expected—succeeding would have been a bonus, but failing wasn’t a loss.

Soon, he turned his attention to another position and immediately clasped his fists in request: "Boss, may I ask if the Celestial Law Court has been assigned yet?"

What exactly does the Celestial Law Court do?

The Celestial Law Court is responsible for drafting celestial laws and regulations, wielding judicial authority to oversee all living beings!

In simpler terms, the final interpretation of celestial laws lies with the Celestial Law Court!

"You really did choose the Celestial Law Court..." Chen Yi chuckled and shook his head. "Sign it. This position was always meant for you."

Without hesitation, Gu Yuan bowed deeply. "I am honored by your trust, Boss. I will not fail you!"

With that, he immediately imprinted his divine soul mark on the Celestial Roll under the Celestial Law Court.

Witnessing this, Fang Zheng and Xiao Chunan clenched their fists in unison before slowly relaxing.

There was nothing they could do—cultivation was an insurmountable barrier. Though they were all part of the 108 Progress Group, Gu Yuan had cultivated for several more years, making him the undisputed leader of their trio.

Now, Gu Yuan had become an official deity on the Celestial Roll, while they remained mere probationary interns. The gap between them had widened irreversibly—now they’d have to address him as "Celestial Official."

After assigning Gu Yuan, Chen Yi turned his gaze to the slumbering cultivators from the Azure Cloud Sect.

Nineteen in total—one True Immortal and eighteen Pseudo-Immortals—all prime candidates for labor.

Previously, the Ziwei Heavenly Dao hadn’t fully refined the True Immortal-level laws of the Azure Cloud Heavenly Dao, making it impossible to bind these cultivators, who still carried the imprint of the Azure Cloud’s will. Thus, they had been left to sleep in the Illusory Star Cave Heaven.

But now that the Ziwei Heavenly Dao had completed its digestion, it was time to put them to work.

"Awaken!"

With a single command that cleansed their souls, the nineteen cultivators instantly stiffened and stood upright like chopsticks.

"Ugh, my head hurts..."

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?"

"My memories are a bit scrambled... I remember being kidnapped by a halberd-wielding bandit, then thrown into a strange secret realm where I got beaten up for ages... How did I end up falling asleep again?"

"Ah, I remember now! My name is Lv Ziqiao—wait, no! I mean, I wanted to follow that halberd-wielding senior!"

Still groggy from their long slumber, the Azure Cloud cultivators mumbled incoherently.

Chen Yi paid no mind to their confusion. Seizing the opportunity, he forcibly extracted a wisp of their divine souls and swiftly bound them to the Celestial Roll, conscripting them all into the Four Symbols Celestial Army as lowly celestial soldiers.

Celestial soldiers held no official rank—only responsibilities and the burden of sharing the Ziwei Heavenly Dao’s operational strain.

Of course, if they wished to advance, they could earn promotions through merit. Chen Yi wouldn’t restrict their growth.

But if they chose to slack off? That was fine too. Once bound to the roll, their duties were inescapable. If they were willing to toil without reward, Chen Yi had no objections.

"I object!" Su Xixi, the True Immortal in dark robes, snapped back to clarity and immediately protested:

"I don’t care who you are or how strong you are. Forcing me to work for you? Impossible!"

"I will never betray the Azure Cloud Continent, betray the Gaodao Immortal Manor, or betray my master! Don’t even think about coercing me!"

She was proud and unyielding—the type who had fought to the death against the Eclipsed Matriarch’s invasion of the Azure Cloud Continent, even when defeat was certain. Hers was the foolishness of passion, the stubbornness of principle!

Such a person was fiery and difficult to tame.

But what did that matter?

A forcibly plucked melon might not be sweet, but it still quenched thirst!

With a mere thought, Chen Yi vanished the defiant Su Xixi, teleporting her to the depths of the North Sea to serve as a living seal for the oceanic abyss.

When her master, Han Qianxue, eventually arrived, she could fish her out herself.

"Senior, this humble one is willing to serve by your side, obeying without question!"

In contrast, Halberd Immortal Lv Ziqiao was far more compliant. After all, he had long admired the senior who imparted the true essence of halberd techniques to him.

The remaining seventeen Pseudo-Immortals remained silent. Though they clung to their convictions, none were as recklessly stubborn as Su Xixi. For now, they chose to endure and bide their time.

Chen Yi didn’t mind. Once their revered Qianxue Immortal arrived, they’d work willingly.

With a dismissive wave, Chen Yi shooed them away. "Go familiarize yourselves with your duties. Fang Zheng, Xiao Chunan, you two will rotate through multiple departments as interns. Once your cultivation meets the requirements, you may choose a divine position."

"Yes!"

Ye Wuchen and the others promptly departed, brimming with enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, the Azure Cloud Pseudo-Immortals, however unwilling, had no choice but to report to the Four Symbols Celestial Army—enduring for now, waiting for their moment...

Soon, only Lin Yuyu remained, standing awkwardly in place.

Amid the crowd, she had been inconspicuous. Now, her presence was glaringly obvious.

"Um, Group Leader... What about me? You haven’t assigned me anything yet. What should I do?"

Chen Yi glanced at the fidgeting Lin Yuyu and replied calmly, "Don’t worry. You have a different role."

With that, he summoned a divine statue—Chen Lingxiu’s likeness.

Nearby, Xu Jinghong, who was cradling the Xiuzhi statue, shuddered, his heart burning with anticipation!

Was Senior Chen Yi a fellow connoisseur?

That statue’s condition was even worse than Xiuzhi’s... How tragic!

If even this could be revived, then Xiuzhi would surely be no problem!

Hum—

A vast surge of heavenly aura descended.

"Yi... I sense a familiar presence... Is that...?"

"Lingxiu? Chen Lingxiu?!"

"It’s really her?!"

The Ziwei Heavenly Dao was stunned.

At first, it had only been a suspicion. But upon seeing the statue in Chen Yi’s hands, it felt as though struck by lightning.

"Yi... Yi, what... what happened? My Lingxiu, my proudest child... Why has she ended up like this?"

"Didn’t she ascend to the Immortal Realm? How much suffering did she endure? How could her true spirit have been extinguished?"

"Who did this?!"

The Ziwei Heavenly Dao was usually calm, but this was the breaking point.

Discovering that its most cherished creation had been reduced to such a state, grief gave way to all-consuming fury.

A gentle soul, once provoked, was like a coiled spring suddenly released—years of restraint transformed into thunderous retribution, shattering all deceit and scorn in its path!

Chen Yi sighed softly, unsure how to answer.

The moment he revealed Chen Lingxiu’s statue, he had known the Ziwei Heavenly Dao would react this way.

At first, there was an uncontrollable rage, but once it subsided, the deepest sorrow took hold. He would inevitably hide away and weep in secret once more.