Feng Hao rubbed the bridge of his nose, staring at the constantly updating panels. His first cultivation session had finished—not a simple body refinement or Qi consolidation, but a complete attunement to his Myth-level talents and the energy flowing through the Nine God Dynasty.
The panels began recalculating the resources with terrifying speed.
[Daily Resource Update – Myth Talents Activated]
Herbs: 5,000 units × 1,000 → 5,000,000 units (Earth Grade → Heaven Grade)
Spirit Stones: 2,000 units × 1,000 → 2,000,000 units (Mysterious Grade → Lord Grade)
Ores: 8,000 units × 1,000 → 8,000,000 units (Heaven Grade → Mysterious Grade)
Special Treasures: 14 artifacts × 1,000 → 14,000 artifacts (Artifact grades refined via PRIMORDIAL PERFECTION FORGE)
Feng Hao blinked at the panels. The growth was not just exponential—it was obscene. Even he felt a faint shiver at the numbers.
"This… this is insane," he murmured under his breath. He had read about Myth-tier talents before, but seeing them in action—on a national scale—was another matter entirely.
He exhaled slowly. But this isn't a time to panic or gloat. One misstep could waste all of it, or worse, attract the wrong kind of attention.
[Dynasty Update – Post Resource Multiplication]
Territory: 82,000 km²
Population: 196,000
Spirit Veins: 3 (Minor → Evolving)
Treasury: Overflowing
Military Status: Stable
National Combat Power: 3,820,000
The system's calm voice echoed.
"Host, the annexed territories' resources have been multiplied by 1,000. All units are recalibrated to current cultivation levels. Daily harvests will continue at this amplified rate."
Feng Hao opened the sign-in panel again, letting the faint glow of the interface wash over him. The daily reward had appeared. He exhaled slowly, steadying himself—he didn't need flashy titles, he needed practical power.
[Daily Sign-In – Complete]
Reward: Divine Emperor's Regalia Set – Complete
Item Grade: Divine Level
Set Components (Xianxia Styled):
Crown of Celestial Authority – Enhances the Emperor's aura and presence, dominating the battlefield without moving a finger.
Robes of Sovereign Essence – Channels the Emperor's cultivation into his army, allowing troops to fight with supernatural efficiency.
Sword of Primordial Command – A spiritual weapon infused with Myth-level energy, capable of slicing through formations and suppressing enemy cultivators.
Ring of Eternal Dominion – Focuses the Emperor's spiritual power, enabling direct influence over territory and units within the dynasty.
Pendant of Cosmic Insight – Amplifies foresight and combat comprehension, allowing instantaneous tactical calculations.
Belt of Infinite Reserves – Draws ambient spirit energy to replenish the Emperor and his units during extended campaigns.
Set Effect (Complete):
Combat Power ×30,000
All units under command automatically scale with the Emperor's power, reflecting the growth of Myth-level talents.
The aura of the Emperor is tangible on the battlefield, causing hesitation and awe in enemies within the dynasty's territory.
Feng Hao's lips curved slightly, not in arrogance, but in recognition of the weight this gave him. It wasn't a game of flashy numbers—it was authority, strategy, and the ability to make reality bend in subtle ways.
He tapped the Fortress interface. Mist twisted along the ancient carvings, and the Mountain shivered faintly, responding to the amplified aura of its master.
"Summon," he said.
The units appeared at once, now moving with more fluid coordination than ever before. Soldiers' Qi flowed in perfect harmony, cavalry wings flexed with the rhythm of his command, and commanders and generals mirrored his calm decisiveness. The single Divine Marshal stepped forward, his aura bright, commanding, yet patient.
The system chimed quietly:
[Fortress of the Infinite Legacy – Level 2 Activated]
Summonable Units (Scaled to Host):
500 Divine Soldiers: Qi Refining Level 9
50 Divine Cavalry: Foundation Establishment Level 1
50 Divine Captains: Foundation Establishment Level 3
5 Divine Commanders: Foundation Establishment Level 5
Divine Generals: Level 6
Divine Marshal: Level 9
Feng Hao let the presence of the regalia wash over him. His cultivation, his army, his Myth-level talents—they all aligned. The Nine God Dynasty no longer felt fragile.
He exhaled slowly, a faint human gesture of grounding. "Tier 2 Mortal Dynasty… first true test begins soon," he murmured.
[Dynasty Interface – Updated]
Previous Rank: Tier 1 Mortal Dynasty
Current Rank: Tier 2 Mortal Dynasty.
Benefits : All comprehension and cultivation speed of the dynastys subjects are increased by 5 times( this Multiplies any multiplier the subject had before)
The harvest of resources are increased by 5 times.
The sky above the Nine God Dynasty darkened, as if the heavens themselves had exhaled.
Golden clouds swirled, coalescing into formations of light and shadow. From within them, legions descended—heavenly soldiers, armored in law-forged scales, wielding weapons that radiated Dao energy. Each legion's banner fluttered with impossible power, their ranks stretching beyond the horizon.
"Judgment… or a test," Feng Hao muttered, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He didn't flinch. He didn't panic. This was exactly the kind of exercise he had prepared for.
[Heavenly Test – Active]
Purpose: Evaluate Dynasty Strength & Host Comprehension of Myth Talents
Entities Deployed: 12 Heavenly Legions
Commanders: 3 Celestial Generals (Foundation Establishment Lv. 9)
From above, the first legion charged. Blades clashed, spears thrust, and formations shifted with deadly precision. The air itself seemed to vibrate under the pressure, a tangible force of law and order.
Feng Hao extended a hand, and the Sword of Primordial Command hummed.
"Fortress of the Infinite Legacy, deploy," he said.
Mist rose from the mountain barracks. 500 Divine Soldiers, 50 Divine Cavalry, 50 Divine Captains, 5 Divine Commanders, Divine Generals, and the single Divine Marshal—all emerged. Their formation was flawless, moving as if they shared a single mind.
The clash began in earnest. Heavenly legions attacked with tight, coordinated waves, forcing the Nine God Dynasty's forces to respond strategically. Yet even with tactical precision, the Divine units were orders of magnitude stronger. Soldiers crushed opposing lines with a single advance. Cavalry pierced through flanks without hesitation. Captains orchestrated complex maneuvers, and commanders stabilized the front. The generals and marshal projected an aura that made enemy coordination crumble.
Feng Hao didn't even need to strike directly. The Crown of Celestial Authority amplified his presence across the battlefield. Every enemy legionary instinctively slowed, hesitated, or faltered in formation.
Still, Feng Hao raised the Sword of Primordial Command, slicing a path through the advancing first legion. His swing didn't just kill—it disassembled, reorganized, and suppressed the entities' formations. Each enemy attack met a precise counter, leaving the legions broken, shaken, but intact, a test and not destruction.
[Battle Log – Heavenly Test]
Legions Engaged: 12
Outcome: Complete Suppression
Casualties (Nine God Dynasty): 0
Enemy Cohesion: Severely Disrupted
Evaluation: Dynasty & Host Demonstrated Superior Strategic Comprehension
The remaining legions halted, their banners quivering as they hovered above the fields. They did not retreat—they recognized the emperor's dominance.
A booming, ethereal voice echoed from the sky:
"Nine God Dynasty… worthy of growth. Host comprehension of Myth Talents acknowledged. Dynasty power verified. Continue to ascend."
Feng Hao exhaled slowly. He didn't smile. He simply looked at the battlefield—the formations, the disturbed enemy legions, and his own perfectly aligned units.
This was the test, and the Nine God Dynasty had passed without bloodshed.
From the perspective of heaven, the emperor's dynasty had proven not only its strength but its control, comprehension, and tactical genius.
He tapped the interface again. [Dynasty Rank – Tier 2 Mortal Dynasty] now displayed "Heavenly Favor: Active", signaling that future tests would be more formal, but that the dynasty had earned the recognition of the heavens.
Feng Hao rubbed the bridge of his nose, a faint smile touching his lips.