Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1396 - 939 Beijulu Continent’s Arrangement_2

"If you find it impossible to achieve perfection, you can come to me for advice."

As the Human King, he couldn’t possibly do everything personally; it was only proper to delegate his ideas so that others could carry them out.

Moreover, ever since they had conquered the Beijulu Continent, the task of creating secret realms had always been managed by Jiang Xuan. His elder had even personally overseen operations there, to deter any minor threats.

Why would Jiang Chen have any worries in entrusting this task to him?

"The situation is changing too rapidly; the preparation time left for us is ultimately too short," Jiang Xuan couldn’t help but sigh.

The extent of these changes could be discerned from Jiang Chen’s statements. Initially, the purpose of creating a secret realm in the Beijulu Continent was to help the Human Race nurture their next generation. But now, it had become a means to enhance our people’s ability to protect themselves.

This indicated that, compared to the ancient times, there was no longer sufficient time for the young generation to grow.

"Since you’re unoccupied, I’ll leave first and strive to establish the secret realm in the coming years."

Knowing that time was pressing, Jiang Xuan hurriedly took his leave after confirming that Jiang Chen was alright.

"Sister, the task of finding the reincarnated bodies of our fellow disciples falls upon you. Given my current circumstances, it’s difficult for me to search for them one by one."

"Remember, do not let them stray onto the wrong path."

After Jiang Xuan left, Jiang Chen turned to Saintess Wudang beside him and discussed the reincarnation of the Jiejiao Sect gods.

Huang Jiao, who had reincarnated around the same time and grown among the Human Race, meant that the other gods of the Jiejiao Sect should also have grown by now.

It was also time to gather them under his command, to strengthen the Human Race.

It wasn’t just about their power; many among them were former ministers of the Shang Dynasty, skilled in governance.

Moreover, as disciples of a saint, their character aside, their talents were indisputably exceptional. Even if they had never governed a nation before, with some learning, they could be highly useful.

Surely governing couldn’t be more difficult than practicing Taoism?

"Brother, do not worry. I will find those fellow disciples’ reincarnated selves in the shortest time possible."

"As for those who stray, ah, it’s not that I am heartless; if they disrespect their elders and do not honor our sect rules, let them go through another cycle of reincarnation. May they start anew and return to the right path."

Saintess Wudang, energized by the mention of their fellow disciples, hurriedly assured Jiang Chen.

She understood what Jiang Chen meant by straying onto the wrong path— after their reincarnation, instead of serving Jiang Chen as previously agreed, they joined opposing forces and became his enemies.

Without further explanation from Jiang Chen, Saintess Wudang already proposed a solution for such individuals— execute them and let them continue in the cycle of reincarnation until they decide to serve Jiang Chen.

Although the gods of the Jiejiao Sect had not kept their agreement to join Jiang Chen, but instead joined his enemies, likely due to the manipulation by opposing forces, it didn’t matter.

Given Jiang Chen’s current status, he was entirely qualified to consider only outcomes, not the process. If the outcomes were unfavorable to him, the intricacies of the process were irrelevant.

Saintess Wudang evidently understood the change in Jiang Chen’s status and thus promptly made such a firm commitment. Of course, there were many other reasons as well.

Firstly, the reincarnation of the Jiejiao Sect gods was entirely possible due to Upper Qing Saints trading with Jiang Chen. Under these circumstances, not assisting him was tolerable, but turning against him was akin to being an unfilial child and a disgrace to the Jiejiao.

Secondly, Jiang Chen was their fellow sect member; it made no sense to aid outsiders against their own kind. If they did so, how were they any different from despised disciples of the Chan Teaching?

Thirdly, and most importantly, Saintess Wudang knew well that Jiang Chen actually had little affection for the Jiejiao Sect gods.

Though they shared the same master, they weren’t truly fellow disciples but merely shared the same mentor. The Upper Qing Saint never declared Jiang Chen as a disciple of the Jiejiao Sect; hence, there was no real connection between them.

As for status, one was a direct disciple, another was a titular disciple—there was simply no comparison.

Knowing this deeply, Saintess Wudang’s response was without hesitation. Having her take action was certainly better than Jiang Chen doing it himself, at the very least it would give them a chance at reincarnation.

If Jiang Chen had taken action himself, whether or not he would leave them a chance for reincarnation would be uncertain.

Especially since Saintess Wudang faintly sensed that Jiang Chen had been dissatisfied with certain gods of the Jiejiao Sect for a long time; should an opportunity arise, he likely wouldn’t mind taking the chance to eliminate them.

Before the founding of the Jiejiao Sect, Saintess Wudang had already become a disciple of the Upper Qing Saints. It could be said that she had watched the Jiejiao Sect develop from nothing. Naturally, she knew that many of the disciples of the Jiejiao Sect had once been cannibals.

In the past, when the Human Race was weak, that was one thing, but now that the Human Race was strong, if Jiang Chen were to dredge up old grievances, likely many gods of the Jiejiao Sect would die.

However, Jiang Chen probably wouldn’t dredge up past grievances, for doing so was a great taboo that could easily make him enemies of the whole world. Jiang Chen was too clever to do something that would make enemies of the whole world.

"I am at ease with Sister handling matters. I entrust the task of finding our younger brothers and sisters to you."

Jiang Chen’s face remained expressionless, inscrutable.

Saintess Wudang pondered for a long time in her heart, but couldn’t fathom Jiang Chen’s intentions; in the end, she could only nod and reply, "This matter should not be delayed, I will go now."

Having said that, she left.

Since she couldn’t understand, she decided not to think about it, and just focus on handling the matter first.

"You all go about your own tasks; I don’t need you to worry about me yet. Even if I really do have a problem, you won’t be of any help, you might just add to the chaos."

"Your task now is to practice diligently."

Glancing at Cang and Zhang Daoling, Jiang Chen said this earnestly. The strength of the two, especially Zhang Daoling, was merely at the Daluo level of Ancient Times—truly too weak.

With such strength, let alone helping, if they could manage to survive the upcoming great calamity on their own, Jiang Chen would be relieved enough.

"Yes, Master!"

Having heard Jiang Chen’s words, Cang and Zhang Daoling also knew he was right, and having no real role to play, they bid their farewells and left.

Zhang Daoling returned to the Shangqing Palace to continue his practices, striving to reach the Dao Venerable Realm at the earliest. Cang, meanwhile, continued to travel in the mortal world, savoring life’s myriad tastes, including joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"As you leave, bring those officials to me."

Shortly before the two of them walked out of the grand hall, Jiang Chen’s voice drifted over from afar.

"Yes!"

The two stopped in their tracks, bowed, and accepted the command.

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"What a trouble!"

After everyone had left, Jiang Chen no longer suppressed the injuries in his body, and his face, which had recovered a healthy glow, turn pale once more; at the same time, the violent coughing resumed.

"Long live the King!"

Before long, the strategists and scholars previously chosen by Jiang Chen entered the grand hall and saluted him.

"Cough, cough, rise!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand, signaling them to rise. But even this simple gesture triggered his internal injuries, causing him to cough violently.

"My liege, what has happened to you?"

Only then did the crowd dare to raise their heads and look directly at Jiang Chen. However, the scene they saw startled them greatly.

They saw Jiang Chen’s face deathly pale, devoid of any blood color, his eyes also lacked their usual luster, and his continuous coughing indicated a serious illness yet to heal.