Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Several months after the end of the God War, the Douluo Continent ushered in an unprecedented unified state.

The Sun Moon Empire took advantage of the situation to integrate the previously backward three kingdoms and signed an alliance of equal coexistence with the Soul Beast clans. The once isolated Star Dou Great Forest will eventually shed its primitive secret realm and gradually develop into a new type of city that integrates man and nature.

However, the new nation after unification was initially proposed to be named the Sun and Moon Federation, but after a vote by all the people, it was officially named the "Immortal Federation," which embodies everyone's expectation for eternal peace.

Inside the office of the Federation's First Leader in the new capital of the Immortal Federation.

Orange rushed into the house with a stack of documents that almost reached her shoulder, her skirt catching a gust of wind.

Now, Kong Deming has long since shed the heavy responsibility of being the Federation's top leader and has plunged back into the world of soul tool research, enjoying a peaceful life.

Logically, the new leader of the Immortal Federation should have been Jin Tianming, but for some unknown reason, he disappeared one morning without leaving a word.

Left with no other option, the Federal Parliament held an emergency vote, which somehow managed to place Mo Yan in this position.

At this moment, Mo Yan was like a boneless lazy dog, sprawled on the large desk, his cheek pressed against the cool surface, his eyes fixed on the mountain of documents piled on the desk, his gaze vacant, lost in the three soul-searching questions: Who is she? Where is she? What does she want?
She, Mo Yan, should have been nestled in her warm little room, wrapped in soft blankets, sleeping soundly and living a carefree life. How did she end up becoming the third leader of the Immortal Federation in such a muddled way? Why is it that Jin Tianming can hold a nominal title and live a carefree life, while she has to be trapped here?
"Lord Mo Yan, please expedite the processing of these documents; they are all urgent."

As the deputy of the Immortal Federation, Orange felt helpless looking at the scene before her. She had never imagined that the Federation would change leaders so quickly: first, Kong Deming retired after achieving his goal, then Jin Tianming disappeared after serving for only a few months, and finally the council elected this "lazy" Lord Mo Yan.

She vaguely heard that this seemed to be authorized by the Immortal Lord.

Mo Yan caught sight of Ju Zi bringing over another stack of documents. He froze, almost sliding off his chair, his voice full of grievance and pleading: "Ju Zi, good Ju Zi, can't you just help me finish this? I really don't understand all these complicated procedures!"

"Lord Mo Yan, I've already finished organizing this." Ju Zi gently placed the document on the corner of the table with a sigh, her voice softening slightly. "I've already taken care of all the complicated processes and data analysis. You just need to sign to confirm."

Mo Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time. All that was left was a look of utter despair on his face, his lips twitching, and finally, he let out a silent sigh.

She slowly picked up the pen, signing the document listlessly, and asked pitifully, "Waaah~ Orange, tell me, when can I retire? I never want to do this lousy job again!"

Orange suppressed a laugh and replied truthfully, "According to the instructions given by the Immortal Lord, you need to serve for nine years before you can apply for retirement, Lord Mo Yan."

"Tianmu Cheng, you're a beast!" Mo Yan broke down on the spot, slamming his fist on the table, making the documents jump. "Nine years of service? Even cattle and horses aren't used like this! You're exploiting labor!"

"If you keep cursing, I'll change it to twelve years."

Tian Mucheng's voice drifted calmly through the office air, clearly reaching Mo Yan and Ju Zi's ears. Their reactions differed: Ju Zi quickly covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly as she struggled to suppress a laugh, her eyes filled with amusement; while Mo Yan's face instantly fell, he clutched his head in anguish, banging it lightly on the table, muttering repeatedly, "Is there no law? Is there no justice? Have they really become gods, with no compassion left? Bullying an honest man like me!"

Just as Mo Yan was wailing incessantly, Tian Mucheng's voice rang out again, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Ju Zi, you can leave once the documents are put away. Don't help her with any more documents in the future."

"Yes, Immortal Lord." Orange nodded respectfully, and before leaving, she glanced at Mo Yan, who was slumped on the table, with amusement in her eyes.

Mo Yan naturally heard Tian Mucheng's words as well. He immediately raised his head, his eyes wide open, and broke down again: "Tian Mucheng, are you even human?! You even took away my lifeline, Ju Zi! Are you trying to kill me?!"

"I'll find you something to do. You can't just eat and sleep all day. If you end up looking like a pig, it'll be a disgrace to our Immortal Federation." Tian Mucheng appeared in front of Mo Yan, his voice unusually tinged with a hint of teasing.

"Even a pig is better than this! At least you don't have to revise these stupid documents!" Mo Yan retorted angrily, but the fierceness from before was gone, and his tone was full of resentment.

"Then I'll throw you along to find Jin Tianming? So the two of you can go explore the universe together." Tian Mucheng's voice carried a hint of mockery.

"Then forget it, forget it!" Mo Yan immediately backed down, shaking his head like a rattle drum, afraid that Tian Mu would actually do what he said he would do.

She reluctantly picked up another document, about to sign it, when her eyes lit up and she spoke in a fawning tone: "Great Lord Tianmu, may I ask you for a small request? Just one, really just one!"

"Speak." Tian Mucheng's tone remained calm, revealing no emotion.

“Look, isn’t Wen Yu just spending all her time gardening and growing plants?” Mo Yan leaned closer, his tone urgent. “Why don’t we bring her over and have her help me revise these documents! She’s so meticulous; handling these things will be a breeze for her!”

"I'll think about it."

"Don't even think about it!" Mo Yan urged hurriedly, a sly smile on his face, secretly plotting—he was determined to drag someone down with him, he couldn't let her suffer here alone. "That girl spends all her time tending to flowers, she's practically growing mushrooms from boredom. Let her come help me, it'll be good training for her!"

Tian Mucheng was silent for a moment, then slowly replied, "I understand. She should be in your office tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan instantly beamed with joy, a smug smirk playing on her lips as she muttered under her breath, "Hehehe... Wen Yu, don't blame me for being heartless, but who told us we're 'good sisters'!"

Meanwhile, in a small courtyard filled with flowers somewhere on the mainland, Wen Yu was squatting among the flowers, carefully tending to a pot of precious spiritual flowers. Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine, and he shivered inexplicably, muttering to himself in confusion, "Strange, why is it so cold all of a sudden? Is the weather about to change?"

...(End of this chapter)