Chapter 3565 The Imperial Edict
Chaim came down from the arena and noticed Zen off stage. Smiling, he asked, "Zen, have you finished your cultivation as well?"
Most of the disciples were watching the fight on the arena and only a few had seen Zen here, in front of it.
Chaim's words pricked the ears of all the disciples on the first floor, who suddenly turned towards Zen.
Zen had turned the City Guard House of the Myriad Spirits City into the stronghold of the Oneness Sky Palace. However, lately he'd spent most of his time either travelling away or communicating with the races in the city. Getting an audience with him on the Other Shore was not easy.
However, in the Land of Sword Grief, he was a junior disciple. The difference in status between them was slight, so naturally this made them more comfortable in making requests of him.
"Hello, Zen! I seem to recall some race gifting you a rare golden turtle. Could I have it please?"
"Zen, when will you distribute the soul crystal again?"
"Zen, I have received two hundred thousand soul pills. May I keep them for myself?"
The Oneness Sky Palace was not very rich on the Other Shore. Even in the Desire World, the soul crystal was rare.
Neither finding the soul crystal nor obtaining soul pills was an easy task for the disciples of the Land of Sword Grief, but they still had to share what they got with the stronghold.
The stronghold would take care of the disciples and distribute the resources according to their needs. However, several races in the Myriad Spirits City often blackmailed the Oneness Sky Palace before, forcing them to pay a large number of tributes every year. This imposed a heavy burden on the Oneness Sky Palace.
But once Zen had arrived, they didn't need to pay the tributes anymore. Instead, the Myriad Spirits City now paid tributes to them, and so did the Sky Water City.
It seemed as though the resources of the entire Stage Fourteen rested in Zen's hands. How could the Land of Sword Grief's disciples not be jealous?
Zen had already let Chaim and Dorothy distribute the resources once.
And all the disciples on the first floor had benefited greatly.
But the human beings' desire knew no bounds. The Oneness Sky Palace had been quite
Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.
To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.
"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."
She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.
Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.
esources when he occupied the Myriad Spirits City.
The resources in Stage Fourteen were too many for just him. As a member of the Oneness Sky Palace, he figured he should repay the palace. He was also willing to share some of the resources with the disciples of the Land of Sword Grief but he had never expected this reaction.
Just then, from the back door of the bronze building, Elvinia walked out. In an icy tone she said, "Do not cut down the tree that gives you shade. You were bullied in the Myriad Spirits City for ages and said nothing. Now that Zen and I have taken it, you can't seem to ask for enough."
Elvinia had also contributed to the prosperity of the Oneness Sky Palace in Stage Fourteen. Her words left everyone dead silent.
Some were still not satisfied. From the corner, Abdul suddenly spoke out, "According to the law of the Land of Sword Grief, the disciples should turn in half of the resources they have got and the remainder should then be distributed among the rest of us. We have followed this law before, so the requests we make..."
Before he could finish, a golden scroll appeared in Elvinia's hand. She sneered and opened the scroll. "The imperial edict of Eastern Emperor Taiyi says that all the resources Zen and I obtain belong to us. We don't need to share them with the Land of Sword Grief. We can distribute them as we like. Read the edict carefully!" she growled.
Elvinia would show no politeness towards these despicable ingrates.
Most of the disciples were watching the fight on the arena and only a few had seen Zen here, in front of it.
Chaim's words pricked the ears of all the disciples on the first floor, who suddenly turned towards Zen.
Zen had turned the City Guard House of the Myriad Spirits City into the stronghold of the Oneness Sky Palace. However, lately he'd spent most of his time either travelling away or communicating with the races in the city. Getting an audience with him on the Other Shore was not easy.
However, in the Land of Sword Grief, he was a junior disciple. The difference in status between them was slight, so naturally this made them more comfortable in making requests of him.
"Hello, Zen! I seem to recall some race gifting you a rare golden turtle. Could I have it please?"
"Zen, when will you distribute the soul crystal again?"
"Zen, I have received two hundred thousand soul pills. May I keep them for myself?"
The Oneness Sky Palace was not very rich on the Other Shore. Even in the Desire World, the soul crystal was rare.
Neither finding the soul crystal nor obtaining soul pills was an easy task for the disciples of the Land of Sword Grief, but they still had to share what they got with the stronghold.
The stronghold would take care of the disciples and distribute the resources according to their needs. However, several races in the Myriad Spirits City often blackmailed the Oneness Sky Palace before, forcing them to pay a large number of tributes every year. This imposed a heavy burden on the Oneness Sky Palace.
But once Zen had arrived, they didn't need to pay the tributes anymore. Instead, the Myriad Spirits City now paid tributes to them, and so did the Sky Water City.
It seemed as though the resources of the entire Stage Fourteen rested in Zen's hands. How could the Land of Sword Grief's disciples not be jealous?
Zen had already let Chaim and Dorothy distribute the resources once.
And all the disciples on the first floor had benefited greatly.
But the human beings' desire knew no bounds. The Oneness Sky Palace had been quite
Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.
To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.
"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."
She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.
Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.
esources when he occupied the Myriad Spirits City.
The resources in Stage Fourteen were too many for just him. As a member of the Oneness Sky Palace, he figured he should repay the palace. He was also willing to share some of the resources with the disciples of the Land of Sword Grief but he had never expected this reaction.
Just then, from the back door of the bronze building, Elvinia walked out. In an icy tone she said, "Do not cut down the tree that gives you shade. You were bullied in the Myriad Spirits City for ages and said nothing. Now that Zen and I have taken it, you can't seem to ask for enough."
Elvinia had also contributed to the prosperity of the Oneness Sky Palace in Stage Fourteen. Her words left everyone dead silent.
Some were still not satisfied. From the corner, Abdul suddenly spoke out, "According to the law of the Land of Sword Grief, the disciples should turn in half of the resources they have got and the remainder should then be distributed among the rest of us. We have followed this law before, so the requests we make..."
Before he could finish, a golden scroll appeared in Elvinia's hand. She sneered and opened the scroll. "The imperial edict of Eastern Emperor Taiyi says that all the resources Zen and I obtain belong to us. We don't need to share them with the Land of Sword Grief. We can distribute them as we like. Read the edict carefully!" she growled.
Elvinia would show no politeness towards these despicable ingrates.