Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Next, they began to discuss the specifics of establishing the nation.

The establishment of a nation requires a national title, a capital city, a system, and official positions.

Inside the main hall, everyone started discussing it animatedly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo proposed the name "Tianwu" for the country, Thousand-Pound Douluo proposed "Holy Dragon" for the country, Demon-Slaying Douluo proposed "Divine Might" for the country, and Azure Phoenix Douluo proposed "Azure Sky" for the country.

In the end, it was Sendo Ryu who made the final decision.

The nation's name is "Martial Spirit".

The Martial Soul Empire: simple and direct.

It's obvious at a glance that this is the nation of the Spirit Hall.

There was little controversy regarding the choice of the capital.

Wuhun City is already the headquarters of Wuhun Hall. The city is well-fortified, easy to defend and difficult to attack, with a large population and complete facilities.

With just a little expansion, adding a palace, court, and government offices, it could become the capital.

Qian Xunji proposed renaming Wuhun City to "Wuhun Capital", and everyone agreed.

In terms of systems, Qian Xunji proposed to continue using the existing system of the Spirit Hall and add imperial official positions on this basis.

Qian Daoliu is the retired emperor, Qian Xunji is the regent, Qian Gu Xiaoye is the grand marshal of the army, Dugu Bo is the national advisor, and Yue Guan and Gui Mei are the left and right protectors.

The six honored figures—Golden Crocodile Douluo, Thousand-Pound Douluo, Demon-Slaying Douluo, Azure Phoenix Douluo, Lion Douluo, and Light Feather Douluo—are imperial honored figures with a transcendent status. They do not hold official positions but have the right to participate in court affairs.

Ling Feng is the Crown Prince, the heir apparent.

Jin Chen, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan, Dugu Yan and other young people were each granted official positions, to be formally conferred titles after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The arrangement of official positions has caused some controversy.

Yue Guan, with her delicate fingers, smiled and said, "Oh dear, the left and right protectors?"

Shouldn't we, the old man and the ghost, have a more imposing name?

Qian Xunji looked at him.

"What do you want to call me?"

Yue Guan thought for a moment.

"The Left Protector is too ordinary."

How about calling him... the Guardian of the Underworld?

Ghostly figures rarely speak.

"It's too long."

Yue Guan glared at him.

"Then what should we call it?"

The ghost remained silent for a moment.

"Left Envoy, Right Envoy."

Yue Guan paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Left and right envoys, not bad."

Then let's use the left and right methods.

The group then discussed details such as the date of the nation's founding, the ceremony, and the list of invitees.

The founding date was set three months later, when spring was in full bloom.

The ceremony was held in Angel Square in Wuhun City, and representatives from major sects, the two empires, and various academies across the continent were invited to attend.

The invitation list was drafted by Qian Xunji and reviewed by Ling Feng and Qian Renxue.

As for whether the two great empires will come, that's their business.

The Martial Soul Empire invited them out of respect.

Their absence is their loss.

Finally, Qian Daoliu spoke up.

"There's one more thing."

The crowd fell silent and looked at him.

"After the Martial Soul Empire is established, the two great empires will inevitably react."

"What's your opinion: war or peace?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly.

"So what if we fight?"

"Does the Spirit Empire fear them?"

Qianjun Douluo nodded.

"Neither of the two great empires has a single titled Douluo."

"The Spirit Empire has twelve Title Douluos, what can they use to fight us?"

The Demon-Slaying Douluo rarely speaks.

"Go ahead and fight."

Chihiro shook her head.

"We can't fight."

We can't fight, at least not now.

He looked at everyone with a calm gaze.

"The establishment of the Martial Soul Empire requires a stable environment."

War will cause suffering to the people, make other sects hesitate, and damage the reputation of the Martial Soul Empire.

Our goal is not to destroy the two great empires, but to unify the continent.

Unification does not necessarily require war.

We can take it slowly, using economics, culture, and influence to make the people of both empires willingly submit to us.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye nodded.

"The Pope is right."

The strength of the Martial Soul Empire no longer needs to be proven by war.

We just need to wait, until the two great empires can't hold on any longer."

Dugu Bo stroked his beard and said in a sinister tone, "The nobles of the two great empires have been suppressed quite a bit by us over the years."

Low-priced salt, inexpensive books, and kindergartens—these policies made the people's hearts lean towards the Spirit Hall, while making the nobles hate it to the bone.

"If we wait a few more years, until the people are completely won over, then these two empires will be nothing but castles in the air, easily toppled."

As Qian Renxue listened to the discussion, a feeling she couldn't quite put her finger on welled up inside her.

She is about to become the Empress, the founding Empress of the Spirit Empire.

She didn't know if she was doing a good job, but she knew she wasn't alone.

She was surrounded by her grandfather, father, Ling Feng, Jin Chen, the elders, and countless soul masters willing to die for the Spirit Hall.

She won't let them down.

Ling Feng stood beside Qian Renxue, looking at her with a slight smile on his lips.

He has known her since she was six years old, watching her grow from a blonde, golden-eyed little girl into a level 94 Title Douluo, the successor of the Angel God, and the future Empress.

He trusted her as much as he trusted himself.

The discussions lasted all day, from dawn till late at night.

The candles were replaced three times, and the tea was refilled countless times.

Finally, Qian Daoliu stood up and glanced at everyone present.

"The Martial Soul Empire will be established in three months."

The Holy Maiden Qian Renxue was the founding empress.

Gentlemen, does anyone have any objections?

Everyone in the hall stood up at the same time and clasped their hands in greeting.

"I will obey the High Priest's command!"

Qian Daoliu nodded.

"Go away."

The crowd gradually left the offering hall.

Qian Renxue stood in the hall, looking at the angel statue, and silently said a sentence in her heart.

Angel God, I am going to become the Empress.

Did you see that?

Ling Feng walked to her side, said nothing, and simply stood with her.

Moonlight streamed through the stained glass windows, illuminating the two people.

Their shadows intertwined, indistinguishable from one another.

Wuhun City, Hall of Offerings.

The morning after the resolution to establish the nation was passed, before dawn, the entire hall was illuminated by candlelight.

Qian Xunji did not sleep all night, personally drafting the announcement at his desk.

The gold foil paper is a precious item taken from the Spirit Hall's treasury. Each sheet is as thin as a cicada's wing and has a pale golden luster.

The cinnabar ink was newly ground, bright red like blood, and emitted a faint herbal fragrance.