Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

It is said that Qingdi stayed on Jin'ao Island for a long time, traveling back and forth between the islands and lingering in the East China Sea.

This was a very enjoyable time, but one day, Tongtian sent a message inviting him to Biyou Palace for a chat.

Before Qingdi could even reply, the world suddenly spun around them, and they found themselves in Biyou Palace. Tongtian sat cross-legged opposite them, his black hair and purple robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns.

Upon seeing Qingdi appear, Tongtian Junxiu's face showed a hint of annoyance, and he sighed.

"Fourth brother, shouldn't we take action against that Merit Hall you mentioned? Another aquatic creature under the command of the East Sea Dragon Clan has been killed. Although the Dragon Clan doesn't dare to act recklessly, their cries of grief day and night, coupled with the karmic consequences, are keeping me from having a moment's peace."

After he finished speaking, his eyes held a hint of doubt.

"You haven't come to see me in so long, you...you haven't forgotten, have you?"

Qingdi looked a little embarrassed. He had been having so much fun in the East China Sea these past few days that he almost forgot about his business.

However, it wasn't without gains. The joy of the emotional law has been fully mastered. This time, there was no sudden enlightenment, but rather it was gradually accumulated through repeated banquets.

Yes, that's the important thing. The merit hall should have been put on hold for a while. Why should I feel guilty?

Thinking of this, Qingdi coughed twice and said seriously.

"Third brother, these days I may seem to be lingering among the disciples, but in reality I am just gathering intelligence on the enemy and thinking about how the Hall of Merit should act."

"We are brothers for millions of years, how could I possibly forget your deeds?"

"really?"

Tongtian's eyes remained filled with suspicion. Based on his understanding of his fourth brother's personality in this life, the more serious Qingdi's expression was, the less credible his words were.

"Genuine, guaranteed!"

"Don't look at me like that. I've already thought it through, so let me explain."

Qingdi felt uneasy under Tongtian's gaze and quickly explained his idea.

"I believe that the Hall of Merit, which controls all disciples of the Jie Sect, wields too much power and should be divided into three parts, governed by fixed rules."

"I call this rule 'the Law,' and the three departments of the Merit Hall also revolve around 'the Law.'"

"The first part, the Legislative Department, consists of you, me, and representatives of the disciples, to discuss the specific content of the law and use it as the basis to regulate the behavior of the disciples."

"The second part, the Ministry of Justice, is composed entirely of disciples. They are responsible for judging whether a violation of the law has occurred, and these disciples must be of upright character."

"The third department, the Enforcement Department, is also composed of disciples. It takes coercive measures against disciples who have broken the law, and requires disciples with strong abilities."

"Specific powers and responsibilities..."

As Qingdi spoke more and more, Tongtian's gaze gradually softened. It seems that even though Fourth Brother is a reincarnation, he still cares about me very much.

"...Okay, that's all."

Qingdi finished speaking in one breath, and then glanced at Tongtian's face. Fortunately, he should have passed. Luckily, I received nine years of compulsory education in my previous life, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to say so much in one breath.

"Hmm, not bad, I'm very satisfied. Fourth brother, I really misunderstood you. We'll do as you say!"

Tongtian nodded in satisfaction, a smile on his face, looking very happy.

"However, although I was the one who proposed this Hall of Merit, I can't take care of it all by myself. I would appreciate it if you could give me a few disciples to command."

"Hmm, Fourth Brother is quite right. In that case, I will hand over the Qingping Sword to you, and you may use it freely."

As he spoke, a three-foot-long Qingping sword appeared in front of Qingdi, with a green hilt, white blade, and lotus patterns. Its appearance immediately filled the palace with sword intent.

Looking at the Qingping Sword, Qingdi's eyelids twitched. "Third brother, do you not even know what kind of personalities your disciples have? That's why you're just being a hands-off manager."

Even if I, a celestial being, possess the Qingping Sword, how could I possibly command those Golden Immortals and Taiyi?

Oh well, what can I do? I'm your brother.

"Sigh, I'll give it a try then."

"Then I'll await good news."

A moment later...

A majestic and awe-inspiring voice suddenly appeared, resounding throughout the entire East Sea. All the immortals of the Jie Sect put down what they were doing and listened quietly to the sacred voice of Tongtian.

"I am Tongtian. I am saddened by the fact that many members of the Jie Sect have recently committed unjust acts of killing. Therefore, I have specially established the Hall of Merit to oversee all immortals. No one in my Jie Sect shall dare to disobey my orders."

"The Master of the Hall of Merit is—Qing Di! He carries my token, the Qingping Sword; seeing him is like seeing me!"

These words caused an uproar in the East Sea, and the members of the Jie Sect discussed them incessantly. Putting aside what exactly the Merit Hall was, wasn't Qing Di a disciple of the Chan Sect?

In a remote island, in a dark cave, sat three strange-looking Taoist priests. Between them lay the corpse of a shell woman, her abdomen hollow, her heart and liver already ripped out.

One of them had a pair of bull horns, took a vicious bite of flesh, and spat.

"What is this Hall of Merit? And who is Qingdi? Is he supposed to be in charge of overseeing all immortals, or is he going to control me?"

Another person, pale as a corpse, spoke in a sinister and eerie tone, like a eunuch.

"The Merit Hall belongs to the Jie Sect, and so do we. How can we manage ourselves?"

The other person had bulging eyes, a large head and a small body, like a sick infant, and said with a flick of his eyeballs.

"That Qingdi seems to be a newly accepted disciple of Master Yuanshi. The rules of the Chan Sect are very strict. I guess he can't stand our carefree life in the East Sea and is trying to get Master to build some kind of Hall of Merit. Should we be careful?"

"Be careful my ass! Didn't we join the Jie Sect just for the pleasure of flesh and blood?"

"Exactly! Before, we had to avoid the Dragon Clan when we ate shellfish and shrimp soldiers. Now that our identity as a disciple of a saint has been revealed, who's going to control us? Who dares to control us?"

"Brother, you're right! I'll toast you. What kind of bullshit Shangqing Immortal Techniques are they? How can they compare to the delicious taste of living flesh and blood? If that Qingdi dares to stop me from eating meat, then I'm not joining this Jie Sect!"

The first person and the second person to speak reached an agreement that the matter was not a cause for concern.

"But... he does have his master's support after all, so we should be more discreet for the time being."

"So it was him. It's alright. We heard that Qingdi is only a Celestial Immortal, so weak. He wouldn't be able to wield the Qingping Sword, let alone the Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

"Exactly! If he dares to interfere with me, I'll make sure he doesn't leave alive!"

Such conversations have occurred countless times in the East Sea. Most disciples of the Jie Sect looked down on the department established by such a celestial being, and even believed that Tongtian was forced to establish it because he couldn't stand Yuanshi's nagging.

On the other side, Qingdi, holding the Qingping Sword, did not go to find the disciples of the Jie Sect, but instead went to the Dragon Palace.

Before even reaching the entrance of the Dragon Palace, Qingdi heard sobbing coming from inside.

"I am Qingdi of the Chan Sect, carrying the Qingping Sword. I have important matters to discuss and have come to seek the Dragon King of the East Sea!"

Not long after he finished speaking, a shrimp soldier carrying a spear walked over with his head bowed and said humbly.

"The Dragon King has decreed that the Immortal Master of the Chan Sect be granted an audience."