Emperor Ziwei, clothed in a snow-white robe, arrived at Wanling City.

His white clothes were contrasted by his black hair, the cloud-patterned sleeves adorned with a dragon motif, shimmering with a glossy flow.

Emperor Ziwei surveyed the main street.

"…Inconceivable."

It was only upon seeing the splendidly dressed passersby that Emperor Ziwei understood the meaning behind Queen Mother's words.

The attire of this nation was indeed pleasing—its design more intricate than that of the minor immortals of the Heavenly Palace.

"Too bad they cannot compare to me."

Emperor Ziwei thought, how could their clothes compare to his splendid ones?

Until he saw Emperor Donghua, dressed in white, coming to greet him.

Both dressed in white, he immediately felt overshadowed.

"Who designed the attire of Wanling Country?"

Emperor Ziwei inquired of Emperor Donghua.

"Heavenly Workshop."

Emperor Donghua glanced at him, then turned and walked away.

Emperor Ziwei sighed.

With such a cold reception, he already anticipated the treatment to come.

Indeed, Emperor Donghua assigned him exchange duties and was never seen again.

And the duties assigned were not favorable.

While other immortals were learning in Wanling Country, Emperor Ziwei was sent to the Kingdom of Jisai.

"Are the Great Emperor and Emperor friends?"

The demons accompanying him to Kingdom of Jisai couldn't help but ask.

"No."

Emperor Ziwei's face darkened.

He had known Donghua for a long time, but due to his personality, Donghua, who was never yielding, often quarreled with him.

Seeing Emperor Ziwei's gloomy face, the demons dared not ask further.

Arriving in Kingdom of Jisai and passing through a village, Emperor Ziwei saw a group of young children gathered by the river.

A girl with a fan in her hand ran along the river surface, then suddenly flew up, crossing it like a flying bird.

Emperor Ziwei was surprised, "What is that?"

"Cultivation."

The demons nonchalantly replied.

"That's just a mortal!"

Emperor Ziwei wanted to say that but restrained himself.

He now knew the answer; it was the cultivation of the Wanling Immortal Path.

"What is that fan?"

Emperor Ziwei focused on the fan in the girl's hand: "A weapon?"

"It is both a weapon and a tool," replied the demons. "The fan protects them when accidents occur during cultivation."

Emperor Ziwei's gaze returned to the river surface, then saw a young boy with an umbrella taking flight.

However, this boy was clearly unskilled, becoming unstable mid-air and drifting down with the umbrella.

"Seeing is truly believing."

Emperor Ziwei remarked.

Although he knew of Wanling Country's prosperity, he hadn't realized that other nations of the Western Continent had seen such transformations.

The continent was no longer as he remembered it.

Emperor Ziwei stayed in the Kingdom of Jisai for two months—it was like a city of Wanling Country.

The Wanling Immortal Path had completely transformed the nation.

Not just Kingdom of Jisai, all nations of the Western Continent were swiftly integrating into Wanling Country's civilizational system.

While the kings remained kings, they were now entirely overridden.

After the release of Heavenly Rules, Wanling gradually unified the entire continent.

"A decisive move."

Emperor Ziwei thought, wondering if it was Sun Wukong's idea.

"No, these are the orders from Fairy Yunxiao."

The demons answered.

Wanling Country had been operating in the Western Continent for a long time, and once the Heavenly Rules ended, Ao Luan took action against the nations.

Initially, she wanted to remove all obstacles completely but fearing Sun Wukong's dislike, ultimately preserved some secular powers and special privileges for the nobility.

Mainly with regards to taxation and educational conveniences.

Although unsatisfied, the various countries ultimately had no choice but to accept.

"That's natural."

Emperor Ziwei nodded secretly.

In the eyes of an Immortal, the resistance of mortals is insignificant.

Moreover, he noticed that almost all the people of the Kingdom of Jisai yearned for Wanling Country and did not care much about the former king.

Wanling Country excels in teaching and had won the hearts of the people decades ago.

That fairy from the clouds is indeed skilled.

Emperor Ziwei sensed the aroma of a formidable rival.

If Sun Wukong's opponent is the Jade Emperor, then his future opponent is very likely to be her.

With this caution, Emperor Ziwei ended his exchange in the Kingdom of Jisai.

Upon returning to Wanling City and when about to go back to the Heavenly Palace, his usual Demons found him.

"Great Emperor, may we ask you something?"

"What?"

Emperor Ziwei looked at the questioning Rabbit Demon.

"Great Emperor, you have known Emperor Donghua for a long time, is he mute?"

Asked the Rabbit Demon.

Emperor Ziwei was stunned. He did not expect that at the moment of departure, the Demons would ask about Emperor Donghua.

"Why would you ask that?"

"It's one of the most mysterious things in Wanling Country."

The Demons explained.

Emperor Donghua ranks sixth in the topic chart of Wanling Country, and the debate about whether he is mute has been ongoing for decades.

Some Demons even offered a reward to solve this question.

"If we knew the answer, we could claim the reward!"

"It might even cause a sensation across the entire Western Continent!"

The Demons said.

"I see..."

Emperor Ziwei became interested, being one of the few who knew the answer.

"Donghua is not mute."

Emperor Ziwei said. "I have heard him speak."

"Really!"

The Demons were overjoyed and crowded around him.

"Then why does Emperor not speak?"

"It's simple."

Emperor Ziwei raised an eyebrow: "Because he..."

Before he could finish, a huge foot appeared from behind him and kicked him into a wall.

"Donghua!"

Emperor Ziwei came down from the wall, his face dark with anger: "My patience has limits!"

Emperor Donghua, without saying a word, grabbed his collar and flew out of Wanling Country.

"Let go, my patience has limits!"

"I'm really getting angry, my patience..."

The Demons listened as Emperor Ziwei angrily disappeared into the sky.

But in the end, why doesn't Emperor Donghua speak?

"It must be because he's afraid because his voice is unpleasant."

"No, it must be because he's shy. The colder the appearance, the shyer they are."

The Demons began to speculate.

The topic of Emperor Donghua did not die out but instead grew hotter.

And the exchange between the Heavenly Palace and Wanling Country continued.

The exchange brought understanding, and at the same time, made some Immortals begin to doubt themselves.

Their unchanging world was so easily and simply changed.

The changes in the Western Continent over a century surpassed everyone's imagination.

After realizing this, the Immortals from the Heavenly Palace were startled to find that they were not so noble after all, and in fact, hadn't achieved much in the past.

Were they actually hindering the development of the Three Realms?

Many Immortals even began to feel a sense of defeat.

After fermenting these feelings, Sun Wukong called them over again.

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