Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Yuchi nodded, picked up the pen, and started writing on the dossier:

"...After Feng Zhaoyang heard the cultivators’ opinions, his attitude was quite commendable. First and foremost, he had a great fondness for Li Ruolan, as a former Sect Leader married into the Legendary Sect."

"After being expelled from the Legendary Sect, he felt extremely desolate. As a failure, he wanted to help Li Ruolan to rejuvenate himself. But is this method reliable? Can there be a good outcome after doing this? This will depend on the opinions of other cultivators..."

After finishing writing, Yuchi said to the other cultivators: "It’s your turn to speak your lines."

The other cultivators immediately nodded.

"Negotiation is certainly possible. Why don’t you come over to us and talk with our Patriarch? If our Patriarch is willing to acknowledge you, or if you can achieve a good dialogue effect with our family, then we can still become one big loving family."

After saying this, the group of people looked at Yuchi again, and Yuchi calmly said: "Pretend I’m not here. Say what you need to say without pausing to wait for me."

"As someone recording an event, do you think I lack the basic ability to summarize?"

"Don’t underestimate me, you bastards!"

All the cultivators and Feng Zhaoyang stood up simultaneously and bowed deeply: "We’re sorry!"

Yuchi was satisfied with this.

He picked up the pen to write, listening to the conversations beside him while slowly recording in the dossier.

"Earlier, we mentioned Feng Zhaoyang wanting to help Li Ruolan, which aroused dissatisfaction among other cultivators. Now, dear audience, let’s continue!"

"Now, Feng Zhaoyang and the cultivators have already engaged in harmonious dialogue. During the conversation, both parties fully exchanged their views, achieving mutual recognition and retention. Ultimately, they shook hands, hoping to obtain even more favorable answers in future discussions."

"As of now, if Feng Zhaoyang wishes to resolve this matter, he must go to others’ residences. He has indeed done so, having agreed with others that tonight, at the Yunxiang Pavilion, both parties will once again hold this discussion."

"Let’s wait and see."

Two quarters of an hour later, Yuchi finished writing word by word.

Although the writing was a bit ugly, once he finished, the others already stood up and expressed their satisfaction towards him. Then this group of cultivators came over spiritedly, and upon leaving, they waved with a smile to Feng Zhaoyang. Feng Zhaoyang also waved back with a smile, just like old friends parting ways.

This scene was like two people with big smiles, saying to each other: "I will kill you."

And the other one replied cheerfully, "Me too."

Feng Zhaoyang let out a long sigh of relief and said to Yuchi in vexation: "My friend, you really are shameless. Not helping me at this time, but rather recording such things on the side, and here I was, even treating you to beef noodles—you’re a heartless person. You should record that in your dossier!"

Yuchi remained calm: "Feng Zhaoyang, please do not speak to the Historian until the matter is resolved, thank you."

Feng Zhaoyang: "..."

Wow, this scoundrel really is infuriating, just sitting there and watching aggressively?! The key is that he really has no temper at all.

Historians are a very special group. In past dynasties, they were mainly responsible for supervising the emperor, who had no right whatsoever to kill historians. That would be considered treason.

Historians are impartial and just. In Yuchi’s case, while he may seem playful, he still retains a general sense of responsibility. They are responsible for recording any major events in the dynasty, acting as a check on the emperor’s actions, which serves as a constraint on power.

Any emperor with some sense of integrity would act more restrained in front of historians because they need to consider how they will be viewed after their death. If they truly want to act ruthlessly, it would only earn them infamy in the future, making them a complete negative example.

And Yuchi really is playing the role, at least for now. This identity serves as quite a good protective color. He’s just standing by and watching, curious about what the outcome of this matter will be and whether he can make some money from it.

Most importantly, these people and Feng Zhaoyang appear somewhat odd. He can’t quite pinpoint the problem, but it feels like the logic is a bit off.

At the same time, in the Sixth State, within the prison.

Qin Xiu was in the midst of cultivation. Her ears twitched slightly, and she opened her eyes, rising as if no one else was present, halting her cultivation momentarily. Two breaths later, two prison guards appeared before her.

"Prisoner Qin Xiu! The Emperor wishes to see you!" The iron chains were unlocked, and Qin Xiu frowned slightly.

Her recent cultivation had been smooth sailing, to the point where she almost forgot Lu Yi’s existence. But did Lu Yi indeed come looking for her? It seems she judged correctly, there really was no one around to help her.