"As expected… this man has a tiger in his heart."
When he proposed this idea,he was already fully prepared.
Yi Tianxing's gaze grew deep as he looked at Zhao Hao,his thoughts unreadable.
Among the Heaven's Chosen, many had already established their own powers—ruling realms like overlords.If Zhao Hao succeeded in creating this organization,his influence would extend across all of them.
And even Yi Tianxing had to admit—Zhao Hao had both the skill and the opportunity to pull it off.
The greatest obstacle among the Heaven's Chosen had always been the impossibility of long-distance contact and gathering.But now, Zhao Hao had solved that.
The Golden Crow Banner, combined with the Karmic Jade Talisman,allowed one to summon Heaven's Chosen from anywhere in the Eternal World.With this single issue resolved,all other problems would naturally follow suit.
The key was the Golden Crow Banner.And the fact that it could even absorb True Spirit—if anyone actually left a true imprint within it,it would be no different from the Fengshen Board (Investiture of the Gods List) or the Monster-Summoning Banner from ancient legends.Every Heaven's Chosen here had seen those tales before—no one would be so foolish.
If Zhao Hao dared to demand such an imprint,this group would riot on the spot.That's precisely why he offered the more moderate option of the Karmic Jade Talisman.He had shown just enough without pushing too far—a move of political brilliance.
A tiger's ambition… but the gentleness to smell roses.
Zhao Hao was no brute.He had played a game of open ambition—not deceit, but inevitability.He made it so that if you wanted in—you had to play by his rules.
"Quite the grand design."Zhao Ziyan narrowed her eyes at her brother."He wants to become the leader of the Heaven's Chosen.Reigning above all, rising to the top in one step."
Even if he couldn't achieve it all at once,he'd just lay the foundation—one stone at a time,and eventually, the structure would stand complete.
"Emperor," Li Zhilin said to Yi Tianxing in a low voice,"Zhao Hao has immense natural advantages.The temptation of uniting Heaven's Chosen is enormous.Few can resist it.If he doesn't die, his prestige will only grow.He wants to become the king of the Heaven's Chosen."
Li Zhilin couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air.
To be fair—if he hadn't joined the Great Yi Dynasty,even he might have succumbed to such temptation.
After all, to be connected across realms,to trade, share, and cooperate with the best of the best…the benefits were beyond imagination.
Yi Tianxing, of course, noticed how many faces around the tablewere already showing signs of interest.
They were calculating—what could they gain?As long as they didn't have to leave a True Spirit imprint,they were open to negotiation.
"If the Golden Crow Banner is the medium,"said a man in wizard's robes,"and the Karmic Jade Talismans are the key—then inter-realm connection is no longer a problem."
"But this power is solely in your hands, Daoist Zhao."
"You could sever it at will.Isn't this effectively placing the fate of all Heaven's Chosen in your grasp?Tell us: do you intend to become our king?"
All eyes turned to the speaker.
He had long golden hair, and his eyes gleamed with a wisdom both bright and mysterious.He was Austin Sand, a Western cultivator.
In the Eternal World, he had received the inheritance of a grand wizard,specializing in alchemy—his creations were powerful and strange,and he had even constructed a formidable Alchemy City.
Clearly, this man was no fool.He understood what was truly at stake.
His question was everyone's question.
Zhao Hao answered calmly,"Please rest easy, friends.We are all Heaven's Chosen, gathered here not for dominance,but for mutual assistance and collective growth."
"The Sun Palace I've created is merely a platform,a place to meet, exchange ideas, and support one another."
"Of course, any such gathering must have rules.And someone must coordinate, so there is no chaos."
"That said, I do hope to be recognized as one of the founders of this alliance.After all, I wish to do my part for Heaven's Chosen."
Beautifully said.But everyone could see the truth.
Zhao Hao would be the undeniable founder.No one could deny that fact.He was already in possession of the banner, the palace, the means.
He would inevitably hold a key position.
His ability—irreplaceable.
At least for now.
"Creating an organization is a fine idea," someone said,"but we must set firm rules.Without them, there's no order."
"Also, there should not be just one founder.There should be several, to prevent abuse of power.Equality must be the foundation."
One after another, the Heaven's Chosen began speaking.
They were clearly very interested.The benefits were just too tempting to ignore.
Before long, the conversation turned practical—how to build this organization.
These were not common folk.Each of them had survived modern civilization,carried the instincts of powerful entrepreneurs, warriors, scientists.
Ideas were proposed rapidly—refined and perfected in real time.
Before long, a blueprint for the organization took shape.
It would be called:
Heavenly Palace (天宫)
Structure:
Palace Master (1)
Deputy Palace Masters (2)
These were titles only—no real authority—symbols of leadership, not command.
Rules:
No violence within the Sun Palace.Any offender would be permanently expelled and treated as an enemy by all members.
Confidentiality.
Matters of the Heavenly Palace were not to be leaked to outsiders.
Equality.
No member could coerce or oppress another.The Palace Master could mediate, but not interfere in personal affairs or cultivation paths.
These rules were simple.But they were designed to guarantee safety, above all.
After all, once you left the Sun Palace—you were on your own.
No one wanted a master hanging over their head.No one wanted to be forced into obedience.
So these three rules were universally accepted.
And thus, amid food and drink,the Heavenly Palace was born.
An organization with no binding force,but capable of offering immense benefits.That kind of group—people welcomed it.
Even those who didn't join wouldn't oppose it.It was a trend. A momentum. A rising force.
"Fellow Daoists," Zhao Hao smiled,"since the Heavenly Palace is now established,I shall accept the position of Palace Master."
"I hope no one objects."
He didn't wait for approval—he claimed the position directly.
But no one objected.
He had suggested the idea.He owned the Sun Palace.He held the Golden Crow Banner.He controlled the means of contact.
Who else could be Palace Master?
It was simply inevitable.
"Zhao Daoist is the natural choice,"said Li Zhilin, suddenly standing,"But as for the two Deputy Palace Masters—I believe we should choose those with the greatest strength and reputation.Only then can the position carry weight."
"I recommend Emperor Yi."
"His strength, accomplishments, and status are without equal among us.Within the Heaven's Chosen, there is no peer."
The moment the words left his mouth,many others chimed in:
"Agreed! If even Emperor Yi doesn't qualify, who does?"
"I second that!"
"I support it with both hands!"
Everyone turned to Yi Tianxing, their expressions full of awe.
His name was well-known among the Heaven's Chosen.
The ruler of the Great Yi Dynasty.
Who else could serve as Deputy Palace Master if not him?
This proposal passed unanimously.
Who would dare object?