The descending ocean of golden merit felt like warm liquid honey pouring through Lin Mo’s crown.
It did not burn. It did not tear at his meridians like demonic pill fire.
Instead, it flowed smoothly into his chest, washing away the last microscopic impurities from his flesh and bones. Every cell in Lin Mo’s body resonated with the sincere blessings of four hundred and ninety-five thousand souls who had found peace, safety, and honest work beneath his banner.
Deep inside his abdomen, Lin Mo’s golden core spun with majestic authority.
Eight brilliant golden rings were already engraved upon the surface of the core. Now, as the nine-colored celestial ocean saturated his dantian, a final, ninth ring began to take shape.
The ninth ring was unlike the others.
It burned with a pure, nine-colored rainbow flame. It wove together all eight previous virtues into an unbreakable sphere of cosmic harmony.
Across all Nine Prefectures, miraculous signs manifested simultaneously.
