In his previous life, Ye Ling was a strategic planner who was laid off from a large factory. He was known as "If the plan is well written, the job will die early."
Traveling to the world of cultivation, he became the weakest bastard in a run-down family. The spiritual roots are mixed and the meridians are clogged, and even the lowest immortal sect refuses to accept him. Just when he thought he was going to farm for the rest of his life, an ancient book and a jade pen crashed into his sea of consciousness—Tiance Magic Pen.
Others rely on pills, talent, and hard work to practice, but Ye Ling only relies on two things to practice: pen and country.
He found that when he wrote down the policies for governing the country and promulgated them for implementation, the destiny of the country would flow into his body, which was more effective than taking any panacea. When he wrote "Build water conservancy and achieve great success", he broke through to the first level on the spot; when he wrote "Organizing the army through martial arts and strictly enforcing military laws", his physical strength skyrocketed.
Thus, the most outrageous emperor in the history of cultivation world was born——
The Immortal Master of the Immortal Sect broke through seclusion, and he wrote the "Outline of Land Reform" overnight; the giant of the Demonic Way massacred the city and made weapons, and he made it difficult for the Demonic Cultivators to move forward with the "Order to Forbid Demons in the Mortal City"; the Holy Lord of the Holy Land wanted to incorporate his dynasty, so he wrote: "From now on, immortals and mortals are separated, and the Holy Land shall not interfere with the affairs of the mortal world." Violators will be punished by heaven.
The major holy places were furious: How could this mortal emperor rewrite the way of heaven? !
Ye Ling smiled slightly and turned to the last page of the magic pen. There were eight words written there: "I am destiny, and my pen determines the world."
When the catastrophe of ten thousand years came and all the heavens and worlds fell into despair, he picked up the magic pen and slowly wrote a line of words on the sky -
"The calamity is destroyed. From now on, in all realms, there will be no destiny to be deceived."
On that day, heaven trembled, all living beings knelt down and worshiped, and a new eternal imperial court rose from the ruins.
