Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

After leaving the Tushita Palace, Jingfa Zhenjun rode a cloud of light and headed straight for the depths of the Thunder Department's Heavenly Domain.

All the celestial officials and deities along the way respectfully gave way and bowed in homage.

In a short while, the sea of ​​clouds in front of them suddenly cleared, revealing a newly built, magnificent mansion.

But then, a thousand bolts of lightning solidified into a base, and a thousand layers of auspicious clouds gathered to form palace walls.

The mansion gate stands tall, above the plaque.

The five large characters "Huangtian Shu Leifu" are outlined with purple-gold thunder patterns, radiating dazzling thunder light and exuding supreme majesty that commands all thunder and pacifies all evil.

Lightning flashed like cascading jewels around the mansion, and a misty purple aura enveloped it like a canopy, creating an awe-inspiring and majestic atmosphere.

Squads of soldiers and generals, clad in bright armor and exuding a menacing aura, patrolled solemnly and in perfect order.

Meanwhile, the civil and military officials in the mansion, who had already received the news, were lined up in neat rows, waiting for a long time.

Following them were thousands of thunder soldiers and generals, their armor gleaming, their weapons chilling, their auras intertwined, like dark clouds pressing down on a city, their murderous intent soaring to the heavens.

Upon seeing Chen Jiao's imperial carriage arrive, all the heavenly officials and generals bowed in unison, their voices booming like thunder:

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

The crowd shouted in unison, their voices as solid as iron, causing the surrounding clouds to surge!

Chen Jiao descended from the clouds, his gaze calmly sweeping over the crowd.

At the front of the formation, two classes, one civil and one military, stood separately.

Among the martial arts troupe, all were armored and wielding halberds, exuding a chilling aura and with eyes like lightning.

The leader was the General Who Controls Qi and Calls for Thunder, with a red face and a bushy beard. His aura surged and contracted like a whale drinking from the sea, as if he could capture the primordial energy of the entire universe.

Beside him stood the Demon-Subduing General of Heaven, clad in golden armor and a red robe, his face cold and stern, with a demon-subduing golden whip hanging at his waist.

The next one was exceptionally burly, with red hair and a black face, and what appeared to be fangs at the corners of his mouth. He was surrounded by a menacing aura and was a fierce official who devoured demons and monsters.

Another one, with a lean and capable build, wore a red scarf on his forehead, had a pair of red copper bells hanging from his waist, carried a thunderbolt gourd on his back, and his eyes flashed with fire when he opened and closed; he was the Fire Bell Thunderbolt Messenger.

In addition, there are a number of generals and officers, including the Commander of the Sea-Blowing Waves, the Fire Rhinoceros-Shaking Heavenly Soldiers, and the Thunder-Walking Cavalry Commander.

Although they all have different appearances, they all possess a powerful aura and sharp eyes.

They were all former subordinates of Chen Jiao, who had fought alongside him in battles across the land and risked their lives together.

Now they are all full of energy and their cultivation has improved even more than before.

Upon seeing the arrival of the True Lord, although their military bearing remained impeccable, their eyes revealed excitement and awe.

The civil officials on the right are surrounded by an aura of purity.

The leader was an elderly man in a green robe and jade belt, with a thin face, three long wisps of beard, and a white jade tablet in his hand. He had a gentle expression and was none other than the True Man of the Bright Court of Salvation.

Beside him stood a middle-aged scholar holding a scroll of thunder-patterned classics. He was a refined and scholarly official, responsible for regulations and laws.

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There are also four Thunder Officials, each wearing official robes of blue, red, white, and black. They stand solemnly, some holding seals and others holding books, and are responsible for recording merits and demerits and conveying orders.

These celestial officials and celestial bureaucrats possessed an inner radiance of divine power, clearly demonstrating their expertise in laws and regulations and their ability to coordinate effectively.

Seeing that the newly established government office was beginning to take shape, Chen Jiao couldn't help but nod slightly.

He then walked steadily into the mansion gate.

The immortals and gods held their breath and bowed their heads as they filed in, lining up on both sides of the main hall.

Upon entering the mansion, one sees magnificent palaces and winding corridors.

The beams and pillars are all carved with mysterious thunder runes, faintly resonating with the thunder mechanism of the heavens.

The air was filled with pure thunderous energy, and with each breath, one felt clear-headed.

Chen Jiao sat comfortably on the thunder-patterned throne atop the nine jade steps, his gaze slowly sweeping over the people below him once more.

He didn't exchange pleasantries, but spoke directly, his voice clear and resonant, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority that echoed throughout the palace:

"I have been ordered to establish my own government, take charge of the Radiant Heavenly Pivot Thunder, and concurrently oversee the affairs of the Northern Exorcism Institute."

You are all former subordinates; you should know your duties.

"The two generals, Sheqi and Qiantian." His gaze fell on the front row of the left class.

"Your subordinate is here!"

General Sheqi Hulei and General Qiantian Jiangmo stepped forward, their armor clanging.

"From this day forward, you will lead your generals to organize your thunder troops and conduct battle drills."

If demons and evil spirits run rampant in the Three Realms, we must be ready to fight at any time, and if we fight, we will surely be victorious.

His tone was calm, yet it carried the unspoken weight of war.

"We will obey your decree!" The two generals responded with a resounding roar that echoed through the palace.

"The Four Officials: Devouring Demon, Fire Bell, Blowing Sea, and Fire Rhinoceros."

Chen Jiao continued calling out names.

"Your subordinate is here!"

Four fierce and imposing officers and generals bowed and obeyed the order.

"Each of you shall lead your respective divisions to patrol the celestial territories under your jurisdiction, and closely monitor all abnormal demonic energy and evil aura. If any is discovered, report it immediately without delay."

"Yes, sir!"

Immediately, his gaze shifted to the ranks of military officers, landing on Yang Feng, the Commander of the Thunder Cavalry: "Yang Feng."

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Zhe Erjia dispatched elite troops to conduct thorough patrols of the South Heavenly Gate and all lower realm passages."

Anyone acting suspiciously must be thoroughly questioned and investigated; no mistakes must be made!

"Your subordinate obeys!" Yang Feng clasped his hands and bowed, his expression as cold and stern as ever.

Chen Jiao turned his gaze to the civil officials: "True Man of Crossing Calamity, Clerk of the Altar."

"Your humble servant is here."

The True Man of Du'e and the Clerk of Dantai bowed in response.

"All official documents, legal procedures, merits and demerits, rewards and punishments within the government shall be handled by you, with the Four Thunder Officials assisting you."

The case files transferred by the Arctic Exorcism Institute must be carefully examined to ensure fairness.

Furthermore, the allocation of all necessary supplies for establishing the government is overseen by the Dantai Lingshi (a high-ranking official in charge of official duties).

"I receive the decree of the True Lord."

The two men responded in deep voices, their expressions solemn, knowing the weight of their responsibility.

Having finished assigning tasks, Chen Jiao paused briefly, his voice slightly lowered:

"In my conduct, I have always been clear about rewards and punishments."

"Your diligence in performing your duties will be recorded in the annals of merit; any negligence or favoritism will be punished..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the temperature in the hall seemed to drop suddenly, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire place.

The officials felt a chill run down their spines and responded in unison:

"I swear to be loyal to the True Lord to the death, to fulfill my duties faithfully, and to dare not disobey!"

Chen Jiao nodded, said no more, and simply waved his hand:

"Everyone, please stand down and fulfill your duties."

"yes!"

The officials bowed again and then left the hall in an orderly fashion, each going about their duties.

In an instant, the once bustling hall became empty.

Only Chen Jiao remained seated on the throne, his body shimmering with faint lightning, gradually merging with the aura of the newly established Huangtian Shu Thunder Palace.

The flickering light and shadow of the star-shaped lightning patterns on the dome illuminated Chen Jiao, who sat upright on the Thunder Throne.

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the armrest, producing a rhythmic sound, his eyes deep and thoughtful, as if he were weighing his options.

The assignment of various duties just now is all a clear-cut arrangement of the organizational structure and the division of responsibilities.

However, the wisp of pure star power that dissipated when the Bone Demon of the Market City died mysteriously remained in his mind like a sharp thorn, lingering there and refusing to leave.

This matter is far-reaching, and there may be turbulent undercurrents behind it. It is far beyond the scope of ordinary Thunder Department affairs and must be investigated secretly without any leaks.

When the time is right, a thunderous attack will be launched!

After a moment, his gaze sharpened slightly, as if he had made a decision, and he spoke calmly to the empty space outside the hall.

"It is said that the Flying Mysterious Spirit General is Fei Peng."

Within moments, a steady and rhythmic footstep sounded outside the hall, approaching from afar, neither hurried nor slow.

Immediately, a tall and straight figure appeared at the palace gate. The person was dressed in silver-white armor with scales, and his cloak flowed like clouds.

His face was handsome and refined, his brows were cold and sharp, his eyes were like cold stars, and a gentle breeze seemed to flow between them as he looked around.

It was none other than General Fei Xuan Wei Ling, Fei Peng.

He walked into the hall, bowed, and performed the ceremony with clean and swift movements, his voice clear and steady.

"This humble general, Fei Peng, pays his respects to the True Lord!"