The emperor exclaimed in surprise, grabbed the commander of the Imperial Guards by the collar, and roared.
"If you dare to lie to me, I will exterminate your entire family!"
"Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you."
The commander of the Imperial Guards knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Cough cough!"
Hao Yun coughed, drawing the emperor's attention.
"Now you should believe me, right?"
The emperor swayed and muttered blankly.
"It's over. The Song Dynasty is going to be destroyed in my hands. How can I face my ancestors?"
"It's not that there's no way."
Hao Yun's words were like a lifeline, and the emperor immediately rushed to Hao Yun and knelt down.
"Please, Immortal Master, teach me!"
With a wave of his hand, Hao Yun lifted the emperor up into the air.
"I'm here to solve the problem, sit down and let's talk."
The emperor hurriedly sat down and quickly pressed for an answer.
"Immortal Master, what should I do?"
"That's easy. Set up a special department to cleanse the world of demons, and at the same time reconvene the court officials to reorganize the internal affairs. As for the population, we can develop it slowly and preserve the existing population first."
With just a few simple words, like a clear spring flowing into a barren field, the emperor immediately wrote an imperial edict, promoting Hao Yun to the position of Imperial Preceptor and Prime Minister.
The next day at court, the emperor read out the imperial edict, and Hao Yun immediately took office.
As for whether any court officials objected, Hao Yun could only chuckle. After the centipede demon's calamity, only seven of the more than one hundred court officials remained.
As for the imperial court, Hao Yun had no immediate solutions, so he could only release the few surviving ministers from prison and let them take the lead.
As for the vacant official positions, Hao Yun can only promote them slowly; he has more important things to do now.
At the Kunlun Sect's mountain gate, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye looked at Hao Yun and couldn't help but ask.
"Master, are we really going to attack their door?"
"Otherwise what? There are so many demons in this world, are we going to deal with them just the two of us, master and disciple?"
Zhi Qiu Yi Ye remained silent. After all, he was also a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, and now that Hao Yun had come to attack their door, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
However, in order to save all living beings, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye chose to endure it.
Hao Yun, riding his sword, burst through the mountain gate and stood in front of the Kunlun Sect's main hall. Zhi Qiu Yi Ye shouted loudly.
"The Grand Preceptor of the Song Dynasty has arrived! Why haven't you come out to pay your respects yet!"
Chapter 227 Establishing the Dali Temple
"Which fool dares to shout and yell at the Kunlun Sect!"
Several young men dressed in Taoist robes stormed out of the main hall in a fit of rage.
When they saw that the person who came was Zhi Qiu Yi Ye, they couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.
"I thought it was someone else, but it's you, my little grand-disciple. What? You couldn't make it out there and came back? Who was it that was clamoring to exorcise demons in the first place?"
Amidst the jeers of the crowd, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye's face flushed red. If Hao Yun hadn't been by his side, he probably would have already gone up and fought to the death.
Zhi Qiu Yi Ye was the last to join the sect, belonging to the fifth generation of outer disciples. He had a very low status in the Kunlun Sect, and basically anyone could bully him.
"Shut up, all of you!"
With a roar, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye trembled with rage.
"Hey! Look, he's panicking!"
Several young men in Taoist robes pointed at Zhi Qiu Yi Ye and laughed heartily.
"They're all mocking you like this, why don't you go over and teach them a lesson?"
Hao Yun suddenly spoke up, and Zhi Qiu Yi Ye's face lit up with joy after hearing it.
"Yes, Master!"
With a flick of his fingers, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye drew the long sword from his back, tearing the robes of several young men in front of him in a flash.
Because the flying sword was too fast, the people who were attacked didn't even have time to react. By the time they did, they only felt a cold wind blowing on their buttocks.
"You, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye, have actually betrayed the sect!"
One of them roared and, pulling up his pants, darted into the main hall.
"Master, will what I'm doing affect your plans?"
Having avenged himself, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye was somewhat worried. He had accompanied his master to offer amnesty to the Kunlun Sect, and he wondered if his actions might have caused the amnesty to fail.
"Disciple, you must remember one thing: only when you are strong enough will others respect you."
After saying this, Hao Yun looked at the main hall and roared loudly.
"Kunlun Sect members, get out here right now, or don't blame me for tearing down your main hall!"
Zhi Qiu scratched his head and retreated behind Hao Yun.
"Who dares to shout and yell in our Kunlun Sect? Do you have a death wish?!"
An elderly man with a refined and otherworldly air emerged from the main hall, holding a whisk.
“Master, he is the Kunlun Sect’s Transmission Elder.”
Zhi Qiuyi whispered a reminder to Hao Yun.
"Listen up, everyone. I am the Grand Preceptor of the Song Dynasty. The country is facing a life-or-death crisis, so I am preparing to establish the Dali Temple, which is specifically responsible for catching ghosts and killing demons."
"I'll give you ten minutes to decide internally whether or not to join the Dali Temple..."
Before Hao Yun could finish speaking, the Transmission Elder snorted coldly.
"I'm sorry, but we, the entire Kunlun Sect, are hiding in these deep mountains and forests, focusing on cultivating the Dao. The affairs of the imperial court are none of our business."
The Kunlun Sect disciples who had gathered also expressed their opinions.
"Yes, how can we cultivators fall into the mundane world!"
"Second Brother is right, we don't want to join the Dali Temple."
The Transmission Elder glanced at Hao Yun disdainfully and bowed.
"Fellow Daoist, please return. Our Kunlun Sect is too small to accommodate such an honored guest."
Hao Yun laughed, "Do you think I'm asking for your opinions? If you don't join the Dali Temple, your family will be wiped out!"
A thick killing intent emanated from Hao Yun, and the surrounding area immediately fell silent.
The Transmission Elder's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily.
"You have fallen into the demonic path. Disciples of the third generation and above, follow me to kill enemies!"
"act recklessly!"
With a cold snort, Hao Yun unleashed his full power.
thump!
The Transmission Elder knelt before Hao Yun, who stepped on his shoulders and slapped his cheeks.
"You old codger, who did you say fell into the demonic path? Keep going!"
Under the oppressive aura, the Transmission Elder lay on the ground like a dead dog, unable to open his mouth at all.
"Wait! Please, Grand Preceptor, stop and let them go."
Three people approached from afar, stepping through the air. Hao Yun glanced at them and thought, "Not bad, they're all at the Nascent Soul stage, much stronger than the Golden Core stage elder beneath my feet."
"Now that you know that I, the Imperial Advisor, have come to visit, why don't you come out to greet me? Do you look down on me?"
The powerful aura of a Golden Immortal spread out, and all the disciples with lower cultivation levels around were stunned into unconsciousness, leaving only a few elders and the sect leader struggling to hold on.
"I apologize, Grand Preceptor. We were in seclusion during our cultivation, so we are late. Please forgive us."
The one speaking was the sect leader, an old man with white hair and beard.
"Hmph, now that everyone's here, I'll ask you one more time: are you going to join the Dali Temple?"
The sect leader gave a wry smile and quickly cupped his hands in greeting to Hao Yun.
"We dare not refuse the invitation from the Imperial Preceptor. Please excuse us."
Hao Yun withdrew his imposing aura and glanced at the group.
"So, from what you're saying, I forced you to do it?"
The sect leader and several elders looked like they'd eaten shit. Wasn't that right? If we still disagreed, judging from your posture, you were about to start a massacre.
The elder who was passing on his skills raised his head and gave Hao Yun a gloomy look.
"What kind of look is that? You're not happy? Fine, I'll give you three moves. Come on!"
After kicking the elder who was passing on his skills aside, Hao Yun beckoned with his finger.
The two elders immediately grabbed the elder who was transmitting the skills and kept giving him meaningful glances.
The sect leader also stepped forward promptly and apologized repeatedly.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, he didn't mean it. I'm willing to bring all my disciples to join the Dali Temple. Please, Your Excellency, let him off the hook."
"Since you're so sincere, then forget it."
Hao Yun shrugged, glanced at the elder who was passing on his skills, and snorted softly.
"But you won't be so lucky next time. Since you are the sect leader and the first to join the Dali Temple, I'll give you the position of a commander of a thousand men. I'll give you three days. If I don't see you outside the capital city after three days, your entire family will be wiped out!"
Hao Yun then took Zhi Qiu Yi Ye away to recruit subordinates from other hidden sects.