You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

all the best.

Under precise command, the Daqian Army was like individual parts of a machine, rapidly assembling itself and the city together into a single machine.

What appeared before Xia He was a highly efficient war behemoth.

She then discovered that Qingzhou Capital had actually done a lot, including tunnels, sentries, and hidden evacuation points. The port on the sea side was a place for evacuation... In fact, many cowardly officials and nobles had already set sail and probably would never return.

The preparations were thorough, but unfortunately, they were useless.

The Qingzhou soldiers attempted street fighting, but how could they compare to the army directly controlled by Xia He? Wherever their weapons passed, they were invincible; the remaining few who tried to intercept them were insignificant and were defeated one by one.

They were making a final stand, but it was all in vain.

The best-equipped Imperial Guards are fleeing, and now it is the temporarily conscripted garrison troops that are putting up a fierce resistance.

These people are carrying out the mission of protecting their homeland. The battlefield is not something that can be clearly explained, so they can only advance little by little and crush the losers.

That concludes my passionate outpouring.

Xia He quickly completed the suppression, and the central government, except for the royal palace, fell under his control.

73 %

The occupation progress is already quite high, with only the royal palace area and the coastal port remaining. In fact, the latter is constantly sending out refugees, and their departure is actually increasing the occupation progress, giving them an advantage.

Since that's the case, then let's lift the takeover.

She no longer directly controlled the Daqian Army, which meant that the person involved felt breathless and that the highly concentrated state they had just been in had ended.

However, the current situation is not difficult to control; the key is the center of the storm.

Boom!

In the midst of a dull explosion, several shamans were stained with blood in the Golden Palace.

The last few resisters also fell to Feng Tianyin's hands, their bodies twisted in agony, clearly beaten and ravaged to death by terrifying force. These corpses were thrown at Hou Yu's feet; he himself was on the verge of death.

His body was covered in wounds, and blood was flowing freely.

There wasn't a single intact bone on his body, and he was now barely holding on by his spiritual energy.

His hands were especially bloody and mangled, because he had managed to hit the gray-haired girl with great difficulty, only to find that he was blocked by an invisible barrier, and no attack could be effective.

It was a waste of effort.

"...So the legendary blessing from Heaven is real? It works even in places far from the Great Qian Dynasty."

“You always don’t believe me, otherwise things would be easier.”

Feng Tianyin grabbed Hou Yu by the neck, and the latter kicked out almost simultaneously.

boom!

Yet it still didn't happen. I thought that while you were touching me, you wouldn't remain untouchable, but it was exactly the same. Is there a conflict between me being able to touch you and you not being able to hurt me? There's no contradiction; both are true simultaneously.

Anyway, that's how the code is written.

With a deafening roar, Feng Tianyin slammed him hard onto the ground, causing the impurities of the Sea God in the air to spiral out of control.

It was killed instantly and could no longer respond to the spiritual energy of faith.

Having lost its only support, it was on the verge of collapse, about to spread and pollute. However, Xia He had been watching closely and, with a wave of her hand, completely purified the dangerous energy, leaving no trace.

ended.

The primitive pollution beliefs that had entrenched themselves in Qingzhou and even the Minyue region for many years have now faded from the historical stage.

The subspace rift responded momentarily, but quickly retreated, and everything returned to normal.

"Your Majesty, I have won."

Feng Tianyin reported loudly, her eyes sparkling.

She came straight here specifically to express herself to the creator, and Xia He, of course, provided ample emotional value:

“Well done. You’re getting more and more skilled. And this time it wasn’t just you guys; the massive surge of psionic energy from everyone has also driven an increase in psionic energy worldwide. Overall, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks. Time will always move forward.”

"After cleaning up the battlefield, I will conduct a blessing ceremony here, is that alright?"

“I will respond to you.”

"Please rest assured, I will handle this properly and hold a blessing ceremony worthy of the will of Heaven, so that the South will understand that a new faith will take root here."

"Keep it simple and quick, don't put too much pressure on the newly occupied territory. In short, I'll hand it over to you first."

Xia He temporarily withdrew her follow.

Upon hearing the affirmative reply, Feng Tianyin was overjoyed. As for whether it would put too much pressure on Zhenhai, the capital of Qingzhou? It didn't matter; as long as the royal palace's money was distributed, there would be plenty of supplies.

Moreover, the descent of the Heavenly Way is the greatest source of stability, and all who have witnessed His majesty will understand this.

Who is the only God? Who can lead humanity?

The gray-haired girl gazed at the horizon; the dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight streamed in from the waves.

The Daqian army rushed to the palace.

Du Shaoqian and Shen Xingyao, who were in the lead, stared in disbelief at the ruins. They couldn't tell how many imperial guards and shamans were buried among them. All of them had been wiped out in a short time, without any power to resist.

It can single-handedly break into the heavily guarded core area and efficiently clear out enemies, which is terrifying.

As expected of His Majesty.

The High Priest's strength lies not only in the blessing bestowed by Heaven, but also in his own matching power; the enemy likely faced defeat in despair.

After passing the back garden, one could see Feng Tianyin standing with her hands behind her back, gazing at the vast waves.

With a smile on her face, she let the long wind carrying the scent of sea salt blow through her long hair. After releasing her spiritual power, the gray color gradually faded, turning into black and white strands of hair. She looked like a celestial being who had stepped out of a Chinese ink painting.

Despite standing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, one could not sense the slightest hint of dread; instead, one appeared even more otherworldly, as if bidding farewell to something.

"This is my first time seeing the sea, isn't it for all of you too?"

Feng Tianyin turned around, her eyes sparkling.

The crowd agreed.

The vastness and depth of the sea were magnificent to those of them who came from the northern inland region.

It seems I understand why the High Priest had such high aspirations for it; it naturally inspires a desire to explore, to know what lies on the other side of the azure, and even to explore the dome above.

If we remain entrenched in the blessed plains of the south, we will never see it.

Like rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you fall behind. Perhaps over time, the people of Daqian will become content with that fertile land of destiny and neglect the vast distance ahead.

In any case, they forged a new path.

"...Since it's almost over, let's take a break." Feng Tianyin waved her hand and said, "Pass on my order: rest on the spot, clean up the battlefield, and clean up the mess as soon as possible."

At her command, everyone sprang into action.

Under Xia He's command, it didn't actually take much effort; the ideal situation was almost achieved.

Therefore, the Daqian army is still at its peak, and it doesn't matter if they fight another battle.

The condition is perfect.

Therefore, subduing the remaining defeated troops was a piece of cake, and a considerable number of them even escaped by boat.

Feng Tianyin did not order a pursuit, and even tacitly approved it.

Let them run away; most of them are high-ranking officials and nobles, and due to the limited carrying capacity of ships, they can't take too much with them. Fine, we can skip the subsequent confiscation of their property; they'll still face dire consequences at sea anyway.

As for the members of the royal palace, they barely survived and none of them left behind any royal bloodline.

They dismantled it very thoroughly.

The fierce battle between Feng Tianyin and Hou Yu, both fully empowered by spiritual energy, has turned the royal palace into ruins, burying countless unfortunate souls and destroying the essence of this kingdom.

There are hardly any survivors left in the entire upper echelons, which saves us some trouble.

Her first order to rescue was the library's archives, which contained a large amount of Qingzhou's household registrations, maps, finances, arable land, and ship data—one of the country's core assets, which had been painstakingly compiled over many years.

The soldiers of the Great Qian carefully carried it out, while Feng Tianyin scanned and recorded it one by one, storing it all in her mind.

It's backed up.

Their data will support the rapid development of the new land in Daqian; everything is ready.

What follows are nothing more than some trivial matters...

For the Daqian army, the perceived time had become faster, as they were busy maintaining order, fighting fires, and clearing debris every day. Upon closer inspection, there weren't actually many bodies that needed burial; the battle between the two sides ended too quickly and cleanly, without causing too many casualties.

After stabilizing the situation, Feng Tianyin began providing disaster relief, striking at the heart of the problem from the very first step:

Grain prices.

During the war, countless grain merchants hoarded and speculated on grain, causing widespread suffering among the people.

They even claimed to charge market prices, and even now, when the Daqian army wants to buy grain locally, they still refuse to lower prices, which amused everyone.

The tangible military boots stepped on the invisible giant hand.

The Daqian Army, of course, showed no mercy to these targets who provided merit for "punishing evil and promoting good." They disposed of all the notorious grain merchants, which not only fed the army but also provided a large surplus for disaster relief among the people.

Once people have enough to eat, public security will naturally improve; all that's left is to increase patrols.

three days later.

Within just 72 hours, Feng Tianyin discovered that the occupation progress was already 90% complete. The reason for not taking further action was that she was waiting for subsequent troop movements to converge.

Even as the situation in Qingzhou, the capital, was in turmoil, the Daqian territory was not idle either.

A large number of garrison troops and feudal lords marched south together. Although they were second-line troops, it was not difficult to get them to surrender.

The matter was settled by issuing a proclamation.

This is how things are after taking control of Zhenhai, but it's impossible to really expect to resolve everything with just a piece of paper.

Feng Tianyin still dispatched the Daqian army to various important cities in Qingzhou to accept surrenders and take control, while simultaneously disarming all local forces. Naturally, this effectively replaced the local army's niche in terms of obtaining supplies.

It seems like an expedition, but now it doesn't consume resources from our home base.

Qingzhou's reserves are sufficient.

If the war had lasted three to five years and significantly impacted the agricultural season, even if the land had been occupied, it might have remained barren. But now everything is going smoothly.

People in the surrendered areas returned to normal life.