The outside world is unlike the Divine Dynasty; without the suppressive omnipresence of the Emperor's Aura, what counts is the genuine Boundary and methods. One must be well-prepared.

...

West Mountain Prefecture.

A portly fellow with a sturdy build was standing on an Auspicious Cloud. Although his face bore traces of reluctance, he did not dare to delay his movements.

Although Wushan had verbally clarified the boundaries, when it really came to the crunch, he still knew how to prioritize.

The matter involved the Bodhi Sect, and moreover, there was a probability that it concerned an actual Arhat.

To let a newly promoted Titled General who might have not even started to refine the Imperial Qi Golden Pill bestowed by the Imperial Court handle this was truly a tall order.

"Damn it, daring to meddle with the affairs of the Divine Dynasty, I'll eventually lift off your temple's roof."

Wushan vigorously rubbed his wrist; venting his frustrations with words was all he could do.

How exalted is the Three Religions' existence; composed of them, the Immortal Court is the true regent of this realm.

The True God Sect represents the order of the Great Dao, with the Three Immortals Sect and the Bodhi Sect serving as supports.

It could be said that over sixty percent of the Immortal Officials of the Immortal Court are dispatched by these two sects; one lineage is intertwined with another like a tangled ball of yarn, too convoluted to straighten out anymore.

On the surface, the Immortal Court and the two sects are separate, but one can only understand the real extent of power these Three Religions disciples can exert when they start to handle affairs.

"Ah."

Wushan was keenly aware that what happened in West Mountain Prefecture was by no means an isolated incident; similar matters would only grow more numerous and increasingly troublesome in the future.

Before those two youngsters were fully grown, he would likely have to play the role of cleaning up their messes for many years.

Just thinking about it turned his guts blue with regret.

Why did he volunteer to distribute the Imperial Court's rewards just to avoid the confrontation of the two Generals of Southern Defense? Didn't that just leave an impression on people to grab him as a workhorse?

Finally arriving at the destination, Wushan descended towards the county town below.

However, as soon as he landed, he noticed something amiss. The entire county town was brightly lit, with numerous civilians standing on the streets, their faces filled with panic, looking towards the end of the sky.

They could not see what happened in the distant lands shrouded in clouds, only able to sense the previous tremble as if the earth dragon was turning over.

"Damn!"

Wushan could not fail to realize what had happened.

That young miss named Jiang Mei, after contacting him, actually did not obey the order and still clashed with the other side?!

Looking at the situation, the conflict was not minor; with Jiang Mei's Sixth Grade cultivation, to affect this county town, she most likely had started a desperate fight.

"Why did you even bother calling me here, to help your General Nanyang take the blame?"

Wushan was anxious and angry, scolding out loud and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the Auspicious Cloud again. A matter of life or death could not afford his temper.

Yet before he could soar upwards, he saw four streaks of light sweeping down from the horizon.

...

Standing in the middle of the County Government office, Wushan's eyebrows knitted together.

As the streaks of light landed and revealed four figures, upon seeing the state of the newcomers, Wushan couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

The one in the lead was that young General Nanyang, and the three following him were West Mountain Prefecture's Demon Slayers.

What was odd was that none of the four bore signs of post-combat.

Nanyang aside, as he was a Titled General, even the two similarly looking newcomers seemed spotlessly clean.

"What's going on? The Bodhi Sect didn't get involved?"

Wushan was impatient by nature and had no interest in exchanging pleasantries, nor did he feel embarrassed.

He was here to help, Nanyang should be thanking him.

He strode directly up to Jiang Mei and asked.

Upon his inquiry, the expressions of the three Demon Slayers turned slightly strange in an instant, exchanging glances before even Jiang Mei maintained her silence, obediently standing behind Shen Yi.

Having overstepped her boundaries once already, she obviously couldn't bypass her master to discuss matters with General Wushan.

Having personally witnessed what had happened just now, Jiang Mei and the others evidently had a clear understanding of their place.

"You handle the handover, I'm not very familiar with it."

Shen Yi, unconcerned with these intricate formalities, nodded towards Wushan, gave a soft instruction to Jiang Mei, and then strode towards the side hall.

"Yes!"

Jiang Mei bowed her head in response and stepped forward from the crowd.

This scene, witnessed by Wushan, caused a subtle shift in expression in the burly man. He wasn't as guileless as he appeared to be; in fact, being able to receive the moniker "slick" from General Yan, he was far more astute than the average person.

Jiang Mei transmitting a message to him clearly displayed a lack of trust in the newly appointed General Nanyang.

Although it was somewhat against the rules, it was somewhat justifiable.

Yet now, this woman's behavior was clearly at odds with her previous action.

What exactly had happened on this Demon-subduing trip?

Immediately after, as Jiang Mei began to speak, Wushan stood thunderstruck in place.

"We followed General Nanyang to Demon Mountain on a mission, where the Bodhi Sect's Dragon Tiger Arhat, Monk Hui Zhen, was rude and overbearing. Despite being cautioned by the General, he still chose to interfere and even attacked the General."

"General Nanyang had no choice but to strike and was forced to slay him."

"All demons and Monk Hui Zhen were put to death."

When Jiang Mei finished speaking methodically, Wushan's eyelids began to twitch violently.

Forced... to slay?

Why did these words sound so familiar?

He involuntarily recalled the memorandum written by General Yan, which seemed to contain similar content.

At the time, he thought that the young man was taking the blame for Elder Yan. Now, it seemed, perhaps everyone had guessed wrong.