Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 427

Yang Jian returned to his mansion and immediately unfolded the scroll on the desk. He picked up his pen and began to draft a new plan for the distribution of natural treasures.

He looked focused, the brush in his hand moving quickly across the paper. From time to time, he stopped to think for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was weighing the balance of interests of all parties.

As the night deepened, the candlelight flickered beside the desk, illuminating Yang Jian's slightly tired face.

He put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, looked up at the dark night outside the window, and whispered to himself:
"It is really a difficult problem to make both the independent cultivators and the demon race benefit, but at the same time, not let the cultivators in the Heavenly Court feel that their resources are being divided up..."

He shook his head and continued to bury his head in the scroll on the desk, concentrating on revising every detail.

It was not until a faint light appeared in the sky that he finally put down his pen, breathed a long sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Finally done."

The next morning, Yang Jian rushed to the Qitian Palace with the drafted plan.

Sun Wukong had been waiting in the hall for a long time. When he saw Yang Jian coming in, he nodded slightly:

"Master Erlang, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Jian handed over the scroll in his hand respectfully, speaking in a steady tone:
"This is the plan I drafted based on the meeting resolution. Take a look."

Sun Wukong took the scroll, unfolded it and read it carefully. His eyes swept between the lines, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes nodding in approval.

After a moment, he looked up at Yang Jian, a trace of deep thought flashing in his eyes:
“The overall plan is good, but here…”

He pointed to one of them.

"Is the priority of the Heavenly Court monks too lenient? We can consider tightening it a little bit. After all, we want to make the independent cultivators and the demon race feel fair."

Yang Jian came forward, carefully looked at the terms that Sun Wukong pointed out, and then nodded:

"That makes sense. I'll change it right away."

He took the scroll, walked quickly to the desk beside him, and started to make revisions.

Not long after, Yang Jian presented the scroll again.

After reviewing it carefully, Sun Wukong finally showed a satisfied look:

"Okay, this revision is perfect, so let's leave it at that."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian showed a relieved smile on his face.

At the same time, Nezha was not idle either.

He was ordered to visit the independent cultivators and the demon tribe to collect their opinions on the new plan.

He came to a valley where immortals gathered. Several of them were meditating and practicing in the forest.

Seeing Nezha approaching, they all stood up to greet him. One of them, a gray-robed immortal, bowed and said:

"Third Prince, are you here for the new plan?"

Nezha nodded, his tone sincere:
"That's right. I came here this time to listen to your opinions on the new plan."

Several immortals looked at each other. The gray-robed immortal pondered for a moment and said:

"The new plan does take care of independent cultivators, but the priority of celestial cultivators still exists. We are worried that this distribution still cannot be truly fair."

Another immortal also echoed:
"Yes, Third Prince. Natural resources and treasures are already scarce. If the cultivators of the Heavenly Palace continue to enjoy priority, we, the independent cultivators, will probably still find it difficult to obtain sufficient resources."

Hearing this, Nezha frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully:

"You all have a point. However, the resources of the Heavenly Court are limited. If we completely open up the use rights, I am afraid that there will be a shortage of resources. We need to find a balance point, which is to protect the interests of independent cultivators while not affecting the cultivation of the Heavenly Court cultivators."

The gray-robed immortal nodded, with a look of anticipation in his eyes:

"What the Third Prince said is absolutely right. We are not asking for complete equality, we just hope that the Heavenly Court can provide more opportunities for independent cultivators."

Nezha smiled slightly, with a hint of promise in his tone:

"Don't worry, I will convey your words to the Great Sage and True Lord Yang Jian. We will definitely do our best to ensure the fairness of the new plan."

Upon hearing this, several immortals showed pleased smiles on their faces and bowed to Nezha to express their gratitude.

At the same time, Yang Jian was also discussing the details of the new plan with the immortal officials from all parties inside the Heavenly Palace.

He stood in the meeting hall of the Qitian Palace, looked around at everyone, and said in a steady tone:
"Everyone, the new plan aims to balance the interests of the Heavenly Court cultivators, independent cultivators, and demon races. We need to ensure the authority of the Heavenly Court, while also providing more opportunities for independent cultivators and demon races."

An immortal official in charge of material distribution frowned and said:
"Master Erlang, the resources of the Heavenly Court are limited. If too much is allocated to the independent cultivators and the demon race, it may cause internal dissatisfaction."

Yang Jian nodded and said:
"That makes sense, but our adjustment this time does not completely deprive the Heavenly Court cultivators of their priority. We are only increasing support for independent cultivators and demon races on a fair basis."

Another immortal official hesitated for a moment and said:

"If that's the case, it's feasible. However, the progress of the cultivation of the Heavenly Court monks cannot be affected, otherwise it will weaken the overall strength of the Heavenly Court."

Yang Jian smiled slightly, his eyes firm:

"Don't worry, we will adjust the distribution ratio appropriately while protecting the interests of the Heavenly Court monks. We will never lose the big picture for the small."

Upon hearing this, all the immortal officials nodded in agreement.

After many days of discussion and revision, the new plan for the distribution of rare materials and treasures was finally officially implemented.

The independent cultivators and the demon cultivators got more opportunities to use natural treasures, and their cultivation speed increased. The resources of the cultivators in heaven were also guaranteed, and the overall strength of the Three Realms increased steadily.

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform of the Qitian Hall, overlooking the sentient beings in the three realms below, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He turned to look at Yang Jian and Nezha, with some approval in his tone:

"The implementation of this new plan has had unexpectedly good results. The cultivation speed of the independent cultivators and the demon race has been significantly accelerated."

Yang Jian nodded and said:
"Yes, this reform not only calmed the conflicts among the parties, but also enhanced the overall strength of the three realms."

Nezha patted Sun Wukong's shoulder excitedly:

"Monkey, we did a great job this time! However, we can't let our guard down next time. We have to continue to improve the system of the three realms to ensure that all cultivators can develop fairly."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, his eyes deep:

"Yes, we need to further improve the management system of the Three Realms and improve efficiency."

He turned to look at Yang Jian and Nezha, his tone firm:
"Yang Jian, you will be responsible for drafting a new management system plan; Nezha, you will continue to collect opinions from all parties... The reform must continue."

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform of the Qitian Hall, holding the new "Plan for the Distribution of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures" in his hand, and scanned every word on the scroll with a serious look.

The night wind blew his robe, and the edge of the scroll swayed slightly, making a slight rustling sound.

He exhaled slowly, feeling quite satisfied.

"This time we finally solved the big problem."

He muttered to himself, then turned and walked into the hall.

The candlelight in the hall shone on his face; the soft light neutralized his majesty and added a bit of calmness.

He placed the scroll on the table, unfolded it gently, and ran his fingertips lightly over the words on the scroll, as if confirming the accuracy of every detail.

“This plan is really good.”

Yang Jian walked in from outside the hall, holding a draft in his hand, with a somewhat relaxed look on his face. "The responses from the independent cultivators and the demon cultivators were very good, and there were not many objections from within the Heavenly Court."

Sun Wukong looked up at Yang Jian, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"Thanks to you and Nezha for your assistance. Especially you, Yang Jian, you spent a lot of energy in drafting and revising this plan."

Yang Jian smiled slightly, speaking modestly:
"You're exaggerating. These are all our responsibilities. As long as we can ensure fairness and stability in the three realms, it's worth it no matter how hard it is."

Sun Wukong nodded and his eyes fell on the scroll again.

He reached out and picked up the cooled teacup beside him, took a sip, and the bitterness of the tea spread on the tip of his tongue, making him more sober.

He put down the teacup, his eyes became deep:

"Although this solution has solved the current problem, we cannot stop here. The situation in the Three Realms is still unstable, especially for the independent cultivators and the demon race. They do not trust us in the Heavenly Court deeply enough."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian frowned slightly and said in a low voice:

"what do you mean……"

“Continue the reform.”

Sun Wukong answered without hesitation, his tone firm.

"We need to further improve the management system of the Three Realms, especially the resource allocation and supervision mechanism. Only when everyone feels fair can we truly achieve stability in the Three Realms."

Yang Jian nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes:
"Indeed, that's very true. However, the next reform may be more difficult, and the conflict of interests among various parties will be more intense."

Sun Wukong patted the scroll lightly, with a bit of confidence in his tone:

"No matter how difficult the problem is, as long as we are determined, we can always find a solution. Yang Jian, you will continue to be responsible for drafting a new management system plan, especially the improvement of resource allocation and supervision mechanisms."

Yang Jian cupped his hands and said:

"Understood. I will definitely complete it as soon as possible to ensure the feasibility and fairness of the plan."

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the night outside the palace.

The moonlight shines on the blue bricks and white tiles of the heaven, making it look particularly cold and clear.

He took a deep breath and whispered:
"Where's Nezha? Why didn't he come?"

Yang Jian smiled, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:

"Nezha has been busy visiting various places recently, collecting opinions from independent cultivators and demon tribes. Although he is impatient, he is doing it very seriously this time."

Sun Wukong raised his lips slightly when he heard this:
"It's rare for him to keep his composure. It seems that this reform has had a lot of impact on him."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement:

"Yes, although Nezha is impatient, he is sensible in his heart. His performance this time is really impressive."

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the hall.

Nezha strode in with a look of excitement on his face and a scroll in his hand.

He walked up to Sun Wukong, his tone somewhat anxious:

"Monkey, I have traveled to many places in the past few days and collected opinions from many independent cultivators and demon tribes. Look, this is a suggestion they jointly put forward."

Sun Wukong took the scroll, unfolded it and read it carefully.

His eyes swept between the lines, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding in approval.

After a moment, he looked up at Nezha with some approval in his tone:

"Yes, these opinions are very valuable, especially the suggestions on resource allocation and supervision mechanism, which will be of great help to our subsequent reforms."

Upon hearing this, Nezha showed a smug smile on his face, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Of course, if I, Nezha, take action, what can't I accomplish?"

Sun Wukong smiled, reached out and patted Nezha on the shoulder, with a bit of doting in his tone:

"You still can't change your habit of boasting. But you did a good job this time."

Nezha chuckled, scratched his head, and said with a bit of satisfaction in his tone:

"Monkey, please don't praise me. I can't stand it. But I think that the opinions of these independent cultivators and monsters should be taken seriously. Although they are not as strong as us, they are numerous. If we are not fair, problems will arise sooner or later."

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes gradually becoming deeper:

"You are right. Although we in Heaven have authority, it will be difficult to maintain authority if we do not obey the people. In the next reform, we must pay more attention to the interests of independent cultivators and demons, so that they can also find their own place in the Three Realms."

When Yang Jian heard this, a trace of deep thought flashed across his eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"The next reform may involve more conflicts of interest, especially among the immortal officials in the Heavenly Court. They may be resistant to the redistribution of resources."

Sun Wukong sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:

"This is inevitable. But we cannot stand still because of fear of conflict. Only by making all parties in the three realms feel fair can we ensure the long-term stability of the Heavenly Court."

Yang Jian nodded, his tone firm:
"Ok!"

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction, then turned and walked to the table, gently putting down the scroll in his hand.

"Give it to the God of Land and have him pass it on immediately. We must implement this plan as soon as possible without any further delay."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement, picked up the scroll, turned around and walked quickly out of the Qitian Hall.

In the hall, only Sun Wukong and Nezha were left.

Nezha stood aside, his eyes fell on the scroll on the table, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a bit of pride in his tone:

"Monkey, there shouldn't be any problems once this plan is out."

After Yang Jian left, Sun Wukong sat back at the desk and his eyes fell on the scroll again.

He reached out and gently stroked the words on the scroll, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Monkey, what are you still thinking about?"

Nezha came over and sat casually on the chair beside the table, looking at Sun Wukong with his head tilted.

Sun Wukong glanced at him, but his hands did not stop moving:
"Although these details have been modified well, they are still not perfect. Especially regarding the allocation of resources between independent cultivators and the demon race, I always feel that it can be further refined."

Nezha curled his lips and leaned lazily on the back of his chair:

"You're always so serious. Haven't you changed for the better? The independent cultivators and the demon race shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said in a calm tone:

"Although the attitudes of the independent cultivators and the demon race have softened, their trust is still not deep enough. We cannot just be satisfied with the current results. We must let everyone see the sincerity of the Heavenly Court."

Nezha shrugged, with a bit of helplessness in his tone:

"Okay, you're right. But this is really tiring. I've traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the mortal world this time, and met countless independent cultivators and monsters. I'm almost exhausted from talking."

When Sun Wukong heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a smile flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)