"It’s me."

Wuu Quan’s expression slightly changed, but he still revealed his identity token.

Those uniformed experts all looked at the two with seriousness.

The gaze of the Bronze Vermilion Bird was like a stone being cast into the entire Divine Capital.

Suddenly, numerous gazes were directed at Wuu Quan and the young man in the azure robe behind him.

Jiang Ming’s expression remained calm.

His elegant azure robe fluttered slightly in the wind.

The surrounding breeze seemed to possess some divine technique, blocking everyone’s reconnaissance.

The Bronze Vermilion Bird calmed down.

Only then did those uniformed experts relent, letting Jiang Ming and the others go.

"They’re from the Chaofeng Pavilion."

"Our Night Watcher’s power in the Divine Capital is relatively weak; the security here is handled by another department of the Chaofeng Pavilion."

Wuu Quan said to Jiang Ming from the side.

This made sense; besides those occasionally appearing True Gods, anomalies basically didn’t exist in the Divine Capital.

The Night Watcher naturally had no place to exercise their skills.

Jiang Ming looked towards the Divine Island floating in the air.

A glimpse of azure light flickered in his eyes, and he saw a woman in a red dress standing on the eaves of the Floating Divine Island.

Phoenix Ancestor Ancient Spirit.

Jiang Ming paused slightly, then transformed into a streak of sword light, flying into the sky.

Now that he had already caught the attention of the entire Divine Capital, there was no need for him to worry about anything else.

The forbidden techniques on the Floating Divine Island opened one by one for Jiang Ming, and amidst countless astonished gazes, Jiang Ming ascended onto the Floating Divine Island.

Jiang Ming landed in front of the Phoenix Ancestor Ancient Spirit.

"What do you mean by this?"

The Ancient Spirit gently smiled, like spring flowers blooming in an instant.

"In this Divine Capital, it’s not only my subordinates here; you’re able to walk freely, but others cannot."

Jiang Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"The entire Great Lii is under your protection; who would dare oppose you?"

"It’s not about opposing; there are certain things I can only turn a blind eye to. After all, they are useful to me," the Ancient Spirit’s eyes flickered, obviously hiding something, but not afraid of Jiang Ming noticing.

"From what I see, your mentors likely can’t accompany you indefinitely."

Jiang Ming fell into a slight silence.

Among those people, many Disaster Level, which equates to Human Race’s Divine Treasure Level strong individuals. If you want to accomplish something, you probably need to tame them first."

The Ancient Spirit’s expression returned to calm.

Jiang Ming understood.

The Ancient Spirit intended to turn him into a blade.

A sharp blade to strike against those who disobey her command.

For example... the Twelve True Gods?

Or perhaps other factions.

It wasn’t hard for Jiang Ming to guess that as an Ancestral Level demon, the Ancient Spirit needed to protect all of Great Lii.

She must have some limitations.

Especially since Jiang Ming detected the aura of True Blood from her.

Perhaps it was the result of True Blood.

At the time, Jiang Ming used True Blood as a lead, merely to compromise with the Ancient Spirit to avoid wasting a Summoning Card.

Now it seems the Ancient Spirit seems to have decided on some sort of transaction with him?

He could solve her True Blood anomaly.

What could the Ancient Spirit offer him?

Or rather, the Ancient Spirit was certain Jiang Ming wanted something from her.

The Ancient Spirit had secrets.

The two confronted each other for a long time.

Finally, the Ancient Spirit waved her hand, saying, "I am weary."

"That Night Watcher seems to work well for you; consider them as your subordinate, and the Night Watcher has some authority in the Divine Capital."

"The permissions within the Imperial Palace are yours as well."

"Once you’ve resolved this palace’s trouble, then we’ll meet again."

The Ancient Spirit gave Jiang Ming a deep look.

Her mentioned trouble perhaps referred to the problem with True Blood, or possibly the troubles with the Twelve True Gods and others.

"Is she probing me once more..."

Jiang Ming landed on the ground, gazing at the Floating Divine Island in the sky.

Within a few minutes, Wuu Quan had returned to his side.

"Where can I study a large amount of Great Lii’s history without being disturbed?"

Wuu Quan took out the Jade Pendant from his waist, seemingly gaining some information from it.

He gave Jiang Ming a surprised look.

Then said, "That would naturally be the Royal Scripture Pavilion."

Jiang Ming followed Wuu Quan, who continued to explain a few things along the way.

Originally, Jiang Ming was just a villager from a small mountain village, lacking much understanding of Great Lii.

Later, he went to the city and then to the Southern Border, still not having a clear understanding of Great Lii.

Wuu Quan was quite articulate, with a clear line of thought. In just a few words, he described the situation of the Divine Capital.

The Phoenix Ancestor was high above, controlling everything.

The Imperial Palace complex was below the Vermilion Bird Divine Island.

Symbolizing that royal authority was under the Phoenix Ancestor’s protection.

However, current royal authority had already weakened.

Each of the Twelve True Gods had a Divine Official entering the court.

The Great Scholars in the court formed factions.

The City Lords everywhere seemed like warlords, each with their power, difficult to move, and they had their representatives in the Divine Capital.

Additionally, there were the complex factions within the Chaofeng Pavilion.

These forces were intertwined, and instead, the royal authority was placed high above.

The Emperor’s command held supreme authority only within the city-within-a-city of the Imperial Palace.

Power struggles Jiang Ming had experience in.

In his first life simulation, Li Jin originated from a mundane minister of power.

But the situation of Great Lii was at least ten times more complex than the mundane world.

After the Phoenix Ancestor’s command, some changes occurred to Wuu Quan’s waist token.

The entrance to the Imperial Palace was guarded by two three-meter-tall guards clad in white glowing armor.

Only after Wuu Quan presented his identity token did the guards step aside.

Entering the Imperial Palace, Jiang Ming curiously looked around.