I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Xiyuan City, Taoist Office.

Inside the Songhe Hall, the lights were bright, and Fei Hongming sat upright on a brocade cushion with his eyes closed.

For the past six months or so, this person, who is nominally the number one in Xiyuan Daocheng, has often meditated and cultivated here.

He refused most visitors and barely handled the affairs of the Dao government office, leaving the specific tasks to his staff and relatives.

This Taoist priest gave the impression of having lost his spirit, or like an old tortoise hiding in its thick shell, completely indifferent to the storms raging outside.

Over time, many people outside secretly mocked him, giving him the title of "good-for-nothing".

Fei Hongming had been operating in Xiyuan Daocheng for ten years and had many informants, so how could he not know about the rumors circulating outside?

He ignored them all and even strictly ordered the officials and his clansmen to get into conflicts with others.

Try your best to minimize your presence!

Over time, even members of the Fei family began to complain.

Fei Hongming, as always, endured it.

Beep!

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly the lamp on the table burst into a bright flame.

Fei Hongming's long eyebrows twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"master!"

Just then, a Fei family warrior rushed into Songhe Hall, knelt on one knee in front of Fei Hongming, and presented a talisman with both hands: "A message from the sect!"

A chilling glint flashed in Fei Hongming's eyes.

The Xiyuan Dao government office has a special mail tower for receiving and sending talismans and letters to and from the sect.

Fei Hongming had been waiting for this edict for a long time.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and reached out to take the letter.

The Taoist priest glanced at it and couldn't help but burst into laughter!
"The great mission is accomplished!"

Fei Hongming endured humiliation and immense pressure, gradually yielding to the "arrogant and domineering" Zhang Yuan.

Just for today!

He finally drove this plague out of Xiyuan and even made the other party fill the huge pit. The pent-up frustration in his heart for more than half a year was instantly swept away, and he felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, you've finally met your match!"

Although he paid an incredibly high price for it, Fei Hongming felt it was absolutely worth it.

Because he not only eliminated the opponent who was pressing down on him, but also easily plucked a juicy fruit.

Fei Hongming could almost see Zhang Yuan's furious expression and the Wu family members bowing and scraping before him.

I felt so light I almost flew away.

However, with the messenger still kneeling before him, Fei Hongming couldn't afford to appear too disgruntled.

Therefore, he quickly suppressed his smile and continued reading the rest of the edict.

The next moment, Fei Hongming's face turned pale, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his hands holding the imperial edict trembled slightly involuntarily.

How can it be?

How can this be! !
The Taoist priest could hardly believe his eyes, and even suspected that he was hallucinating.

However, the edict was written clearly, without any trace of alteration or embellishment, and was unmistakably accurate.

Zhang Yuan was indeed to be transferred to Danyang Daocheng to serve as a garrison commander, responsible for defending against attacks from the Southern Barbarians.

However, he himself was also dismissed from his position as a Taoist official.

He's been transferred back to the sect for another assignment!

Not only that, the new Daoist official to replace Fei Hongming has also been dispatched, leaving him only three days for the handover.

After rereading the edict and confirming that he hadn't misread a single word, Fei Hongming's vision went black, and he instinctively staggered back a step, spitting out a cloud of blood!
Given his level of cultivation, unless he was extremely agitated, causing his dantian energy to become disordered, such a situation would never have occurred.

The Fei family warrior kneeling on the ground was terrified: "My lord!" "I'm fine."

Fei Hongming steadied himself, waved his hand to refuse the other party's help, and said with a bitter smile, "All my scheming has come to nothing!"

If I had known beforehand that my painstakingly planned scheme would end up like this.

Fei Hongming would rather continue to swallow his anger.

No matter how arrogant and domineering Zhang Yuan is, he cannot possibly kick Fei Hongming, the Daoist official, out of Xiyuan. Nor will the sect tolerate Zhang Yuan overstepping his bounds and taking away Fei Hongming's authority.

Fei Hongming could have endured it for a few more years and left when Zhang Yuan's term ended.

He remains the ruler of Nishihara City.

Now that Zhang Yuan has been fired, he has to go with him.

In the end, it all benefited someone else!

Fei Hongming's regret at this moment was truly indescribable.

It's all too late.

On the Dao Camp side, Zhang Yuan, who received the sect's decree, remained calm, showing no resentment or annoyance at being taken advantage of and then used to fill a hole.

He summoned the three Daoist generals and briefly explained the situation.

Mo Wei and Sun Yujiang are nothing special.

Although the incident happened suddenly, the two were extremely surprised.

Knowing that Mo Huai'an was going to take over the position of Daoguan, they, as members of the Mo family, felt more joy than regret for Zhang Yuan's fate.

Only Feng Hui was filled with anxiety, his heart overflowing with sorrow.

He had to use immense courage to jump on Zhang Yuan's ship, and he had made the worst-case scenario plan.

Now that the jump ship has been successfully completed, Zhang Yuan is actually planning to leave Xiyuan.

As a native of Xiyuan, Feng Hui was bound to be unable to leave with them, and since he did not know the name of the new Dao General, he was naturally extremely uneasy.

"Feng Lieutenant General."

Zhang Yuan was well aware of Feng Hui's thoughts and had no intention of abandoning him: "If there are any issues in the future, you can discuss them with Lord Mo more often."

Feng Hui was immediately reassured and quickly bowed to Mo Huai'an beside him, saying, "This humble servant greets Your Excellency!"

Although Zhang Yuan's big ship was about to leave, it provided him with the opportunity to board a new ship.

Feng Hui isn't stupid; he naturally knows how to choose!

Mo Huai'an smiled and said, "Deputy General Feng, there's no need for such formalities. I will need your support in the future."

Zhang Yuan had told him about Feng Hui before, so he knew how to use this local bigwig.

Feng Hui was moved to tears: "I am willing to die for you, sir!"

Having resolved the issues with the deputy generals of the Daoying camp, Zhang Yuan's stay in Xiyuan was already quite short.

Just one day later, he was replaced by his successor.

A true disciple of Shang Jingtian.

Although the other party was arrogant, they were still quite polite to Zhang Yuan, the Daoist general, and did not cause any trouble.

The handover process went very smoothly and was completed in less than half a day.

This true disciple even wanted to host a banquet to bid farewell to Zhang Yuan.

But Zhang Yuan politely declined.

He accompanied Mo Huai'an to take over the position of Dao official, and after taking control of the Dao government, he left Xiyuan Dao City alone.

Heading to Danyang Dao City, a thousand miles away!
But Zhang Yuan took a detour and returned to his sect to collect his reward.

Then he used most of his cultivation points to exchange for several rare and precious medicinal herbs. (End of Chapter)