Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 432 Special Products of the Southern Region

Zheng Qian's generous distribution of mid-grade spirit crystals was a complete win-win situation for the disciples of the five major forces, making them wholeheartedly acknowledge his position as the alliance leader.

Next, it's time to divide the alliance's rights.

Zheng Qian stood up, his figure towering like a mountain peak in the conference room. His face was so solemn it seemed to drip water, and every word he spoke struck the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer: "Without rules, there can be no order; without management, the alliance is like a rudderless boat, unable to sail steadily through turbulent waters. Today, at this crucial moment, I, Zheng Qian, as the leader of the alliance, will personally appoint core members to ensure our alliance can develop steadily and stand firm!"

His gaze sharpened as he swept his eyes over the crowd, his voice firm and powerful: "Li Miaoran, I appoint you as the Vice Alliance Leader of Lingyun, in charge of the alliance's resource allocation, ensuring that every resource is used effectively, and providing a solid material foundation for the alliance's development!"

Then, his gaze turned to You Haoshen: "You Haoshen, I appoint you as the Deputy Alliance Leader in General Affairs, responsible for material reserves and logistics, to ensure that the alliance can maintain strong logistical support capabilities at all times, so that every member can devote themselves to the battle without any worries!"

Then, Zheng Qian's gaze sharpened like a knife as he stared directly at Hu Dinghuan: "Hu Dinghuan, I appoint you as the Deputy Intelligence Alliance Leader, responsible for collecting and analyzing intelligence from all sides, providing crucial information support for the alliance's strategic decision-making!"

Then, his tone revealed an unquestionable authority: "Dongfang Honglei, you are strong-willed and decisive, a sharp sword in the alliance. I appoint you as the Vice Leader of the Thunder Alliance, responsible for matters of punishment within the alliance, ensuring strict discipline and tolerating no challenge or disruption!"

Finally, Zheng Qian's gaze settled on Li Ming, his tone revealing deep trust and expectation: "Li Ming, you are exceptionally talented, strategizing and winning battles from afar. I appoint you as the Deputy Alliance Leader in charge of strategy. In my absence, you will act on my behalf as Alliance Leader, deciding all matters within the alliance. I firmly believe that under your leadership, the alliance will usher in an even more glorious tomorrow!"

As Zheng Qian finished speaking, the entire conference room seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, and everyone's heart was filled with a burning fighting spirit and endless hope.

Five major forces, five vice leaders—this was an outcome none of them had anticipated. Li Ming was even more surprised that Zheng Qian would grant him the right to substitute for the leader, which meant that he, the strategist vice leader, was half a position higher than the other four vice leaders.

"Now that everyone has accepted their missions, let's go and complete them. The level 5 mission I accepted will be completed by the disciples of the Heavenly Vein Sect. After all the missions are completed, report to Vice Alliance Leader Li Miaoran of the Spirit Rhyme Alliance. Military merits are also resources. A portion of the military merits from the missions accepted by the alliance will be recorded in the alliance's total military merits. The specific details will be drafted by Vice Alliance Leader Li Miaoran of the Spirit Rhyme Alliance, and we will decide together." Zheng Qian had only temporarily assigned the positions of the five alliance leaders; the specific details would need to be planned later.

"Yes, Alliance Leader." Li Miaoran agreed readily. Now that the alliance was established, she would fulfill her duties properly.

All four major factions went to carry out their missions, leaving the disciples of the Eastern Family still in the tavern.

"Zheng Qian, I, Dongfang Honglei, have never admired anyone before. From now on, you are the first." Dongfang Honglei was truly convinced. His initial support for Zheng Qian was actually Dongfang Yifeng's idea. Dongfang Honglei highly valued his nephew, Dongfang Yifeng, because Yifeng possessed leadership skills and exceptional vision—a fact universally acknowledged within the Dongfang family.

Unexpectedly, with his support, Zheng Qian really won the position of leader of the alliance and managed to subdue everyone and completely integrate them into the alliance.

"Haha, without your support, I wouldn't have had this opportunity. Thanks!" Zheng Qian sincerely thanked Dongfang Honglei. Without his support, he wouldn't even have had the chance to speak up.

The representative of the Heavenly Vein Sect's prodigies is Li Ming. Even Chen Tianrui, who is also one of the Seven Great Prodigies, didn't have a chance to say a word, let alone Zheng Qian, who is only at the Dragon Transformation Realm.

"Thank you for your kindness. But I don't know anything about the punishments you mentioned. I only know how to cultivate, and that's all I want to do." Dongfang Honglei was still the same as always; he simply wouldn't get involved in things he didn't want to be involved in.

"It's alright, you just need to lend your name. We'll have to ask Yifeng for help with this kind of thing." Zheng Qian patted Dongfang Yifeng on the shoulder. This kind of thing was a piece of cake for him.

"Don't worry, I can compile three hundred penal rules today, which will ensure the smooth operation in the early stages." Dongfang Yifeng was very confident. He could extract the rules and regulations from the Dongfang family and other sects to create a draft of the Alliance's criminal law.

"Thank you!" Zheng Qian looked at Yi Feng. Without his support, there would be no support from Dongfang Honglei, and therefore no position as the leader of the alliance.

Zheng Qian will always remember the support and friendship of the two prodigies from the Dongfang family.

"Saying thank you is too formal. Back in Qilian Mountain, you asked me to grant you a request, but you haven't said anything yet. Have you thought about it now?" Dongfang Yifeng had kept it in mind. When they made the bet in Qilian Mountain, Zheng Qian let him off the hook once, and he had promised Zheng Qian a request. Zheng Qian still hadn't said anything, but he couldn't help but ask. The sooner the better.

Zheng Qian had almost forgotten about it. He shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. Maybe we should just forget about it."

"A gentleman keeps his word. I promised you, how can I go back on my word?" Dongfeng Yifeng was anxious. He couldn't let his life be one where he broke his promises.

"Okay, I'll let you know when I've thought it through." Zheng Qian had wanted Dongfeng Yifeng to help the Fifty Kingdoms deal with the Demon Radiance Sect, but now that major powers have entered the Fifty Kingdoms, the Demon Radiance Sect's threat to the Fifty Kingdoms has been eliminated. He really doesn't need Dongfeng Yifeng's help right now.

After bidding farewell to the disciples of the Dongfang family, Zheng Qian wandered around the Starry Chessboard alone, bought some items and put them in his spatial ring, then returned to the Ce Ling Pavilion with his face covered.

"Oh, God of War, you've arrived!" Du Lingwen was taken aback when she saw Zheng Qian, who was wearing a mask, and then shouted, "Guardian God of War has arrived, activate..."

"Shh..." Zheng Qian hurriedly told Du Lingwen to stop shouting, and slowly said, "Beautiful lady, don't shout anymore. I'm satisfied with this experience. Thank you!"

As he spoke, Zheng Qian handed Du Lingwen a box of fine rouge that he had just obtained with his military merits at the store, with a gentle smile on his face: "I specially picked this out for you, I hope you will like it."

Du Lingwen accepted the rouge, a hint of surprise and emotion flashing in her eyes. She gently opened the box, and a delicate fragrance wafted out. The exquisite rouge had a warm and lustrous color, clearly a top-quality product.

"God of War, how...how did you know I liked this?" Her voice was filled with disbelief.

"Hehe, because you're pretty." Zheng Qian was good at talking, which made Du Lingwen even happier.

This rouge is called "Blooming Rose". It cost Zheng Qian 400 military merit points. It is almost the best rouge. What girl wouldn't like it?

"By the way, where is Lord Zhao?" Zheng Qian asked Du Lingwen as if casually inquiring about an old friend, showing no awkwardness whatsoever.

The two had just met, and their relationship had already become very close without them even realizing it.

"It's upstairs, I'll take you up." After saying that, Du Lingwen turned around and led Zheng Qian upstairs.

Knock, knock, knock… Du Lingwen knocked on the door and said softly, “Lord Zhao, the Guardian God of War Zheng Qian is looking for you!”

The wooden door creaked open, and Zhao Minghang greeted everyone with a broad smile: "Please come in. I was writing some materials, so I closed the door."

Zhao Minghang was indeed writing reports. He had collected all the tasks from the Starry Chess Formation, categorized them, and wanted to optimize the task distribution method. Zhao Minghang, who had always wanted to go to the Divine Court, was meticulous in his work.

"Lord Zhao is truly busy with countless affairs of state. His diligence and sense of responsibility are a model for us all," Zheng Qian said with a smile, his tone filled with sincere admiration. His gaze lingered on Zhao Minghang for a moment before slowly sweeping over everything in the room. The room was simple yet elegant, every arrangement perfectly placed, without any superfluous items, yet reflecting the owner's integrity and competence, just like Zhao Minghang himself—meticulous in his work and remarkably efficient.

Zhao Minghang had only been on the job for a day, yet he already had a thorough understanding of the tasks in the Starry Chess Formation and assigned Zheng Qian a level-five task. This demonstrated his professional competence and truly impressed everyone.

"Not at all, I'm just handling some daily chores. Compared to your grand ambitions, it's nothing," Zhao Minghang said humbly, waving his hand and gesturing for Zheng Qian to sit down. He wore a warm smile, but his eyes gleamed with wisdom.

"Lingwen, come quickly and serve tea to Lord Zheng." Zhao Minghang called softly, his words revealing his tenderness and care for his family.

Zheng Qian is the honorary deputy chief of staff of the Strategic Alliance, so it is reasonable for Zhao Minghang to call him Lord Zheng.

Du Lingwen was very fast. In less than a minute, she was downstairs with an exquisite tea set in her hands. Her movements were skillful and elegant as she poured Zheng Qian a cup of fragrant tea.

Zheng Qian took the teacup, took a small sip, and felt a refreshing aroma of tea instantly fill the air, as if it could wash away the dust of the soul, penetrate straight to the spleen and stomach, making one feel relaxed and refreshed, and invigorating the whole body and mind. He couldn't help but secretly admire that this tea was not only of superior quality, but also embodied Zhao Minghang's hospitality.

"Excellent tea, truly excellent tea!" Zheng Qian exclaimed sincerely, glancing at Du Lingwen intentionally or unintentionally, then lowering his head to sip his tea without saying a word.

"Lingwen, you go ahead and do your work. I need to have a chat with Lord Zheng." Zhao Minghang immediately understood; Zheng Qian had something to tell him.

Upon hearing this, Du Lingwen smiled slightly, nodded in agreement, then stood up gracefully, said her farewell softly, and turned to leave the tea room, leaving Zheng Qian and Zhao Minghang sitting opposite each other, the atmosphere becoming both tranquil and profound.

After Du Lingwen's figure completely disappeared outside the door, Zhao Minghang gently put down his teacup, looked at Zheng Qian with a gentle gaze, and said, "Lord Zheng, you must have important matters to discuss with me today. Please speak freely; there is no need for formalities between us."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian put down his teacup, his expression becoming solemn. He took a deep breath, seemingly organizing his thoughts, and after a moment, slowly spoke: "Lord Zhao, to be honest, I have come here today with a request. The prodigies of the Southern Region have formed the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance today. The alliance has just been established, and the prodigies need to hone their fighting spirit in the Ghost Wind Rift Valley. Therefore, I have come here hoping to receive your guidance and assistance."

Zhao Minghang immediately became interested and asked, "Who is the leader of the alliance?"

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, bowed to Zhao Minghang, and showed his gratitude on his face: "Under Lord Zhao's care and with the recommendation of the geniuses of the Southern Region, I, Zheng, will finally take on the position of Alliance Leader."

"Oh, congratulations, Lord Zheng!" Zhao Minghang asked knowingly. Zhao Nuo had already told Zheng Qian that he was going to run for the position of leader of the alliance when Zheng Qian came today, so he arranged for the people of the Order Pavilion to put on a show for Zheng Qian.

"We owe everything to Lord Zhao. From now on, we hope that Lord Zhao can help the Iron Blood Alliance more and send us more missions." Zheng Qian took out a box from his spatial ring and placed it on Zhao Minghang's table: "This is a specialty of our Southern Region and a token of the Alliance's goodwill. We hope that Lord Zhao will not find it offensive."

Zhao Minghang glanced at the unremarkable-looking box, yet he could already sense what was inside. His smile widened, a hint of approval and deeper meaning flashing in his eyes: "It is truly a blessing for the Southern Region that Lord Zheng has taken on this important task, and it is also an honor for me, Zhao. The Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance, as its name suggests, is a team with ambitions reaching far and wide, undaunted by difficulties. Please rest assured, Lord Zheng, I, Zhao Minghang, will do everything in my power to lend the alliance a helping hand."

He tapped the table lightly, seemingly considering the most suitable way to provide support: "First, regarding the distribution of missions, I will personally discuss with everyone in the Strategy Pavilion to ensure that the Iron Blood Alliance can obtain more missions that both test strength and quickly improve military merit. The Ghost Wind Rift is a good place to hone one's skills, and also the best proving ground to test the unity and strength of the alliance members."

"Furthermore," Zhao Minghang continued, his tone tinged with seriousness, "I will consider allocating some rare resources from the treasury as a reward for alliance members, to encourage them to strive even harder. At the same time, if the alliance has any urgent needs in the Ghost Wind Rift, whether it is intelligence support or temporary reinforcements, they can contact us directly through the secret channels of the Strategy Pavilion, and I will do my best to coordinate."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian felt a great weight lifted from his heart, and his face beamed with heartfelt gratitude: "Lord Zhao's kindness is truly appreciated. I, along with all members of the Iron Blood Conquest Alliance, will remember it and live up to your expectations. We will certainly demonstrate the prowess of the Southern Region's geniuses in the Ghost Wind Rift Valley, bring glory to the Southern Region, and contribute to the safety of the human race."

The two exchanged a smile, and a tacit understanding quietly formed between them.

Zhao Minghang glanced at the box out of the corner of his eye and said with a smile, "Lord Zheng not only has extraordinary strength, but also a heart that cares about the Southern Region and the members of the alliance. I, Zhao, must fully support such a leader."

Zheng Qian thanked Zhao Minghang repeatedly and got up to leave, but Zhao Minghang hurriedly spoke up.

“Lord Zheng, our legion commander has arrived in Mouta. Do you have time today? Shall we go and visit him together?” Zhao Minghang winked at Zheng Qian, his meaning clear: “I’ll take you there.”

Zheng Qian looked excited and bowed to Zhao Minghang: "Thank you for your promotion, Lord Zhao. I will wait for you outside the door. After you finish your work, I will accompany you to visit the Legion Commander."

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, he left Zhao Minghang's office.

After Zheng Qian walked out, Zhao Minghang opened the box and smiled broadly: "Zheng Qian, from now on you will be my good brother, Zhao Minghang."

Inside the box were five hundred mid-grade spirit crystals, their dazzling light, brimming with good fortune, was quite captivating.