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Immediately, he also saw the five Spirit Branches taken out by the other party, each from pine, bamboo, locust, poplar, and willow.

Qi Feng remained silent for a moment, still with a stern face, but his tone unexpectedly held a hint of laughter: "Not a bad technique."

What "not bad" meant was that this Immortal General, dispatched here from the Celestial Court, finally made up for his last weakness through actual actions.

Facing exclusion without anger and still carrying out his duties seriously, it wasn't necessarily due to good nature; it could as well be out of fear.

But having decent abilities and still managing this, it only proved that this person was indeed a promising seedling.

"Thank you, Divine Monarch, for the praise." Qinghua responded with neither servility nor haughtiness.

"I do not have the leisure to simply praise people."

Qi Feng raised an eyebrow and scoffed: "I just wanted to say, having earned such a big merit immediately upon arrival, it might not ensure a promotion, but it's enough to clear the sins labeled on your head, how is it, are you already planning on being called back to the Celestial Court?"

To the Divine Monarch's surprise, Qinghua gently shook his head: "I bear no sins on me, and as for where I serve, I follow the arrangements of the Immortal Court."

Hearing these words, Qi Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up the ten-plus zhang tall Golden Body Dharma Identity.

After a long while, he said softly, "I don't care what barriers exist between you or whatever absurd matters, just remember, within the Immortal Court, True Gods control the cycles of heaven and earth, and others, whether they are from the Three Immortals or the Bodhi Sect, are merely to assist."

"What we seek is a clear distinction between yin and yang, and the stability of heaven and earth."

"I advise you to put away that rhetoric and think clearly before speaking."

Everyone in the Immortal Court knows the nature of True Gods; playing those empty tricks before them is meaningless.

"Everything I said is true," Qinghua said, raising his eyes calmly.

"Good." Qi Feng stopped the idle talk and waved his large hand: "Since that's the case, you can't return now, I plan to borrow you from Qingluan for some time, continue to garrison the Eight Extremes Valley, and send someone to inform him."

As he spoke, he glanced towards the Heavenly Soldiers: "Of course, the people stay here, but the merits must still be counted, tell him, since this young General is now handling affairs for me, if the merit is undercounted by the slightest, don't blame me for personally visiting his palace to inquire."

With these words, even the least worldly-wise Heavenly Soldier, after a brief pause, showed an expression of shock.

General Qian Qing actually gained the favor of the True God Sect, with a strength comparable to a Bodhisattva and a Daluo Immortal Venerable of Secondary Third Rank?!

Of course, given the character of a True God, they definitely won't offer any benefits.

But being favored by them ensures at least that General Qian Qing will no longer be targeted in the Immortal Court, nor will anyone dare to trouble him.

"Your subordinate... obeys... the command!"

An alert Immortal General quickly bowed to accept the order, and when looking towards Qinghua again, there was a dramatic change in his gaze.

The most important thing while serving in the Immortal Court is to blend into the intricate network and find a place that can accommodate oneself, and now, our General finally has a stance.

That is, standing on the most righteous and supreme side within the Immortal Court!

Although to hold this position stable, it still depends on the performance to come, but this is already a coveted start others dream of.

"Thank you, Divine Monarch."

Qinghua let out a sigh of relief. Now... it seemed that he could help his master a lot more.

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In the Immortal Court, within a towering and serene palace.

Qingluan sat high above the immortal platform, accompanied by Hong Jing, while several Immortal Officials stood bowed at the waist, with "Demon Slayer" tags hanging at their waistbands.

Despite having been with Qingluan for many days, Hong Jing's face still turned somewhat awkward.

The Immortal Court had a Demon-slaying Platform. Usually, it was used for Great Demons captured from the Lower Realm, but occasionally, several immortals who committed heinous crimes and fell into evil were executed.

Just one downward stroke, and it was beheading, vanishing of path, disintegration of soul, without any chance for reincarnation and re-cultivation.

Although such things were not common, they were not shocking either.

Hong Jing's awkwardness stemmed from the fact that it was the first time under Qingluan's command that such a Sin Immortal appeared, and it significantly affected the reputation during his peak times.

Several Demon Slayer Immortal Officials struggled to finish reading the crimes of Shi Yong, then fell silent.

The entire palace was as quiet as a dead zone.

Qingluan closed his eyes, pretending to sleep, and his expression revealed no emotion.

While far from the palace, on towering Jade Pillars, heavy chains dangled, and the tinkling sound they emitted, like a hypnotic Soul Bell, filled the Demon-slaying Platform with an austere atmosphere.

On one of the jade platforms, Shi Yong, with Binding Immortal Ropes replaced by chains connected to the jade platform, shouted wildly, his hair disheveled: "I acted under orders, it was Horses' Fortune using this as an excuse to stir trouble, dissatisfied with Master Qingluan's arrangements, wanting to eliminate me to vent his anger!"

"You cannot kill me!"

"Master Qingluan, the Immortal General, is my closest mentor, if you don't believe it, go ask him, go quickly!"

Inside Qingluan Palace, everyone listened to these roaring words, each coughing lightly and shifting their gaze.

"..."

Qingluan slowly opened his eyes, calmly watching outside the palace.

He gently lifted his palm: "Trouble the Immortal Officials."

"Then..." the Immortal Officials raised their heads asking tentatively.

That palm fell again, and the only sound left in the palace was Qingluan's unrippled voice.

"Execute."

Following the voice, on the distant Demon-slaying Platform.

The Heavenly Soldiers appeared indifferent, their large sabers expertly falling, blood splashed, abruptly stopping the screaming at their ears.

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