Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 655: Being the King of Fengdu is Not Easy
Wealthy Fengshan is a matter of the future. Don't even think about occupying the mountain and becoming the king now. The fate is not even started yet.
Being able to enter the "unreleased" game area early and get two pieces of equipment doesn't mean you can play the DLC content early. They haven't even arrived yet, so what's the point?! Emperor Daji, like Deng Chanyu's Emperor, also needs to be deified and go through the process. At most, they ran 90 meters ahead of the other competitors, that's all.

Daji was still very ambitious. The affairs of the underworld were decided at the beginning of Hou Tu's reincarnation. The ten kings of hell and the ten tribes were responsible for management respectively.

The Wu Clan indeed treated her as one of their own, and she could integrate into it smoothly, but in the end, she was only one-tenth of it. This was determined by the Wu Clan's original tribal model. Even if Di Jiang was resurrected, she could not completely unify the Wu Clan. Having seen the great unification of the Han Dynasty, she did not like this decentralized ruling model.

If you can't change the way the witch clan rules the underworld, then change yourself.

Her loyalty to Empress Pingxin does not conflict with her independence. It is a great opportunity for her to get a new platform to showcase and prove her abilities.

Daji thought seriously for a moment: "I, the King of Fengdu, wouldn't be without any subordinates, right?"

Deng Chanyu closed her eyes and thought. In her memory, the King of Fengdu must have subordinates, but Daji might need to recruit these subordinates herself.

Her knowledge of this aspect in her previous life was very limited. She only remembered a guy named Du Ziren or Du Ziteng, and Ji Kang, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, who was the protagonist in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer who said, "Guangling San will never be performed again." This person was a figure from the Three Kingdoms and Western Jin Dynasty, 1200 years before the Shang and Zhou Dynasties.
She was vague and made a gesture of pointing her finger at the universe: "Yes, but you may have to wait a while."

Daji asked, "Wait? How long?"

Worried about being "lifted from the quilt," Deng Chanyu hesitated, "We'll meet each other if we're destined to. Don't be afraid. I'll let Xiao Qingluan help you then."

Xiao Qingluan turned over in her sleep. The night sky was so cold! She dreamed that Yuanxiao hit her head with a bamboo, making a series of "bang bang" sounds. She grabbed the bamboo and wanted to "bang" Yuanxiao too!
Deng Chanyu whistled, and Daji tapped her with her finger. "They're guests, and you're treating them like farmhands! You should be hung on a tree! How abominable!"
The two adults saw little Qingluan turn over again with a smile on her little face, and then they continued chatting.

"It seems I don't have any subordinates left." Daji lowered her voice and asked, "Recruiting subordinates also requires money. Do I, the King of Fengdu, have any money?"

Who knows if this King of Fengdu has the original start-up capital? Deng Chanyu smiled and said she didn't know.

"Is that so?" Daji rubbed her chin with her green fingers. "We can't afford to offend the Saints, and Jiejiao is too powerful. Why don't we wear masks and go for a walk around the Heavenly Palace? I heard that Haotian has a daughter whom he loves like a treasure. Why not kidnap her and leave behind Kunpeng's name? Hehehe——"

Deng Chanyu (`)
She quickly dissuaded him: "Wife, Haotian is the Supreme of the Three Realms, you can't do that, you can't do that!"

It took a lot of effort to suppress the crazy idea of ​​King Ji. In secret, she sighed softly. These guys around her were either robbing like Yuan Feng or kidnapping like King Ji. It was really difficult for her to be so kind and honest.
"That one over there is the married woman Chang Xi." Daji said, pointing to Chang Xi who was dancing barefoot in the distance, bathing in the moonlight alone, with a swaying figure and a slightly dazed expression.

Chang Xi is the wife of Emperor Jun. She is a powerful being born on the Moon Star and the oldest moon god in the prehistoric world. Judging from this background, she was at least a quasi-saint during her lifetime.

A powerful being of this level, without the intervention of a saint, would not die completely even if he died on the battlefield. There would always be some traces of the past left behind, or he would simply be an incarnation similar to a backup. The one in front of him seemed to have integrated a soul and a spirit, that is, no new consciousness was born, and he could only use the innate spiritual treasure mechanically, which made him seem very clumsy.

Deng Chanyu frowned and said, "Trouble."

Kill it? It seems that it cannot be killed.

Should they just ignore it? Once the humans of Mount Tai's Yintu retreated, the entire cave world would be devoured. Judging by the ghosts' thirst for life, they would likely enter a phase of mutual devotion. A quasi-saint-level ghost versus a group of ghosts barely stronger than ordinary humans, the ultimate victor would be a sure thing. She strongly suspected that if left unchecked, Chang Xi would eventually become a mobile natural disaster akin to the Hanba. Furthermore, she possessed the power to control the Taiyin Star. Even a few unintentional manipulations would cause a violent tremor in the human world.

Compared with the lighting function of the sun, it seems that the moon transformed from Pangu's right eye has no ability. In fact, it is not the case. The day belongs to the living and the night belongs to the dead. The moonlight can purify the evil in the hearts of the dead. Before Hou Tu reincarnated, the souls of the dead relied on moonlight for purification.

If something happens to the Moon, it will definitely be a big deal.

Daji asked, "Can it be sealed?"

Deng Chanyu said her analysis: "This girl has an innate spiritual treasure in her hand, and it is a spiritual treasure that can draw moonlight down at any time. I'm afraid that ordinary formations can't trap her."

"Then expel them?"

".I think this guy can get us out."

Daji raised her palm and made a chopping gesture: "Then call someone to chop her to death!"

Deng Chanyu: "Let me think about it."

The next day, on behalf of the underworld, Daji formally invited the remaining people of the Yintu tribe to serve as officials in the underworld. Even if she became the King of Fengdu in the future, Daji would still recognize the underworld as her mother's home, and the two did not conflict.

These exiled survivors will definitely not be able to return to the human world, as their physiques have become ghostly. Going to the underworld, whether as an official or a clerk, is a hundred times better than being the prey of the dead souls under Mount Tai.

The tribes are too far apart, there are still dead souls in the wild, and the big boss Chang Xi is blocking the way. Daji plans to ask the underworld to send people to pick them up, provided that these survivors are willing to leave.

The human high priest still used the same rhetoric of atonement. He had clearly said it once yesterday, and today he repeated it in the same tone and intonation without any boredom.

Daji returned to her boarding house and discussed with Deng Chanyu: "Those guys want a letter of forgiveness from the Human King. It doesn't seem important who this Human King is. Can Uncle Deng do this?"

Someone pretended to be confused even though they knew the truth: "Who is Uncle Deng?"

Daji rolled her eyes at her: "Our father."

Deng Chanyu suddenly realized: "Oh, my father? My father's destiny seems to be insufficient. The only human king nowadays is probably the Shang King of Luoyi."

(End of this chapter)