Wen Yan watched the changes in Jiang Yanyan, deep in thought.
He had really thought before that many special effects could be seen by everyone, just like the standard protective suit of the Scorching Sun Departnt, which would emit so unique faint light when encountering certain targets of corruption.
Unexpectedly, not everyone could see this kind of thing.
Zhang Laoxi, hearing Wen Yan’s words, imdiately took so things from the car, set up a simple dharma altar, picked a few fresh willow leaves by the river, opened the altar, and opened his mystical sight for himself.
When his magic eyes succeeded, he could also see so strange faint radiance on Jiang Yanyan’s body.
"Eh, did he receive a divine decree? But that can’t be right, divine decrees don’t happen so fast, do they?"
At this mont, Feng Yao’s phone rang. After answering, his expression beca a bit surprised as well.
"It’s not a divine enthronent. Going through all the procedures, it wouldn’t be this quick. But there shouldn’t be any problem now.
For now, there’s already formal recognition from above—honestly, that’s as good as done.
And this ti, it was the General Director who signed off personally.
On top of that, the General Director also personally approved a comndation, and this isn’t just a Nanwu County comndation, but a Divine Land–level comndation.
Minister Cai said, Jiang Yanyan himself has a solid foundation, according to local official statistics.
In these years, the number of people he’s saved already adds up to over a thousand, easily.
By rights, he should’ve received at least a Nanwu County branch comndation a long ti ago—Nanwu County could have just established a temple and enthroned him as a deity, and wouldn’t even need to ask for approval from above.
Locally, they did send docunts to the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Departnt, but those docunts got cold-shouldered.
It’s suspected it might be because Jiang Yanyan is a demon, or maybe sothing else."
Wen Yan gave Feng Yao a sidelong glance, wanting to say, You could elaborate a bit on what that "sothing else" is.
Obviously, Feng Yao only dropped a hint and skipped right over that part.
"Now, with formal recognition docunts from the General Director and two deputies, plus this highest-level comndation...
Later, just get one of the Dao Courts to issue a summoning talisman. Once all the procedures are complete, he’s a full-blown River God, fair and square.
There shouldn’t be any more worries about responsibility—shouldn’t be any obstacles now."
The faint aura around Jiang Yanyan gradually faded; he opened his eyes, feeling the changes in himself, his little eyes wide open in astonishnt.
"Brother Wen, I... I..."
"No need for that. You need to be clear in your heart—this isn’t just a benefit, it’s also a responsibility. If it were soone else, I’d at least ask if they’re willing, but you—well, I think you like it, so I just went ahead and got you this benefit. Treat it as your compensation, and as what you deserve."
"I understand, thank you, Brother Wen." Jiang Yanyan happily swam back and forth, repeatedly jumping out of the water.
"Get used to it first, familiarize yourself with your expanded domain. In a mont, I’ll need your help—there’s a little girl who drowned over there and beca a Water Ghost, but she’s very kind, never tried to drag anyone down with her, even helped a lot.
Now I want to bring her up and give her a proper burial, but I can’t find her bones. The previous Water God over there really has no sha, so let’s just kick him out. I’ll have to rely on you now."
Jiang Yanyan listened until his eyes spun, but finally grasped the main point.
Anyway, whatever Brother Wen tells him to do, he’ll just do it—no need to think too hard.
"I’ll listen to Brother Wen."
"Mm, don’t worry. That land is yours now—anyone else who isn’t recognized and still dares to grab territory is a heretic!"
After working a few jobs with the Scorching Sun Departnt, Wen Yan still didn’t master much, but waving the big flag and sticking labels on people—he’s picked up the essentials.
"Feng Yao, call the Minister, we can continue."
Cai Qidong hung up the phone, finally able to breathe easy.
Wen Yan really does know how to handle things. Since it was all a misunderstanding, just give him this territory directly—then it’s not a mistake at all, is it?
As for why there was no response, it’s simple—a heretic was stirring up trouble behind the scenes. Damn them.
He gave the order on his end: the ritual continues.
The Taoist priest performing the ritual was already feeling numb—he’d realized sothing was wrong, but never expected they’d actually mistaken the target this badly.
He started regretting taking this job.
The Minister asked in person, and their Taoist Temple couldn’t just flatly refuse.
Plus, the Scorching Sun Departnt was offering a bit too much—really hard to decline.
At this point, he could only grit his teeth and push forward.
He set up the Dharma Altar again, requested talismans, offered the three sacred animals, recited the prayer into the water, and used incense as the path—strictly following the procedures, even the chant’s tone was that handed down by his ancestors.
After all the procedures, this ti, the difference was obvious.
The flow of power was no longer like a clay ox entering the sea, without a trace—no, now you could clearly feel contact with the local River God.
The River God was actually pretty polite, sending over a ssage: "Wait a sec, I’ll go look for it."
Look for what? The River God doesn’t know where the Water Ghost’s bones are?
The Taoist priest’s face grew solemn. With the Magic Sword held upright before him, his mind was a ss: What is going on?
He’s been a Taoist so many years, and he’s local to Nanwu County, thought he was familiar with everything there, but this situation? He’s never seen the like.
Jiang Yanyan’s sensing range kept trying to expand over his new territory, and having the Taoist’s guidance here made things much easier for him.
He could only sigh in his heart: Brother Wen sure has clout, even got a Taoist priest to lead the way for him.
Listening to the priest’s instructions, he also understood what Wen Yan wanted him to do. His spiritual sense followed the guidance to that patch of water, where for so reason, the power was extrely weak.
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