"Do not use the spies you've arranged to send messages, it's too informal."
"Right, there is also... the Misty Realm is just a small world, even if it fuses with another world, the Spiritual Energy won't be enough to sustain the cultivation of millions of Dao Soldiers."
"Set up nine more Great Spirit Veins there, I remember we dug quite a few outside of heaven in ancient times."
Fenghou laughed and said, "As you wish! I shall be the messenger!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi and Cangjie exchanged glances.
The latter stroked his beard and said, "The name 'Heavenly Astrologer' is not very pleasant to the ear."
"Indeed," nodded Xuanyuan Huangdi, "how about calling it 'Immortal Prime Minister', the Chief Minister of the Heavenly Court."
Fenghou's forehead was lined with black lines.
Xuanyuan Huangdi burst into laughter and gestured to his two ministers to drink heartily.
If there is anything more pleasant for Xuanyuan Huangdi than guarding the three cities of Dixi here;
