At this moment, a gleam flashed in Ma’s eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Ma, do you mean..."

"I believe many Blue Star Captains consider Wang Yun as their leader, and Wang Yun indeed holds high prestige among the Blue Star Captains."

"Although Wang Yun is quite decent, deserving of this prestige, to be blunt, West Cyan Continent cannot function without our captain!"

Ma spoke earnestly, prompting those around to nod slightly in agreement.

Indeed, while Wang Yun enjoys high esteem among the Blue Star Captains, the three forces of West Cyan Continent are tightly knit due to Fang Yu’s presence, without any rifts.

Anyone might be expendable in West Cyan Continent, except Fang Yu.

Everyone knew this logic, and upon hearing Ma’s words, their expressions subtly changed.

"I believe so too!"

Even the reliable Luu Yuan nodded slightly, speaking softly, "The captain has worked tirelessly for West Cyan Continent, merging various forces; our captain should be the ruler here, not Wang Yun."

"If we do nothing and let Wang Yun continue gathering the Blue Star Captains, as the situation grows, we might end up serving others’ interests."

Everyone around nodded repeatedly, "Makes sense!"

"The captain is focused on cultivation, not caring much about power; he aims to enhance his combat strength, which is fine, but that leaves him little energy to manage West Cyan Continent, so let us integrate it ourselves!"

"Agreed, the captain doesn’t want to be distracted, but we can’t just hand over West Cyan Continent; it’s hard-earned by the captain!"

Everyone exchanged glances and then all turned their gaze toward Ma: "Ma, as a mental-type Transcendent with quick thinking, what should we do next?"

Upon hearing this, Ma took a deep breath, a faint blue light shone in his eyes, and his Brain Domain swiftly operated, rapidly deducing.

After a while, Ma spoke seriously, "Order! As long as we grasp order and set rules, the people’s allegiance will undoubtedly shift from Wang Yun to us."

"Previously, West Cyan Continent was isolated, though there was racial integration, it lacked communication with the outside world."

Once we take over, we’ll actively establish order, open to the outside, attract investment, while enacting policies to help West Cyan Continent flourish internally!"

Hearing Ma’s words, everyone’s eyes lit up, nodding repeatedly.

Subsequently, everyone gathered, whispering, and listing one by one the tasks to be done next.

"Luu Yuan, go to South Island Continent, find Mr. Lu Kun, and leverage the Ji Clan Trading Association’s resources and connections to accomplish the investment attraction task."

"Alright!"

"Du Ran, find Rude Yue and others, they are among the Blue Star Captains who are close to us; we need their help to build prestige among the Blue Star Captains."

"I’m on my way!"

"Luo Kuan, for inland development, technology is indispensable. Go to South Island Continent and find Wang Yuanwei..."

"Understood!"

"Everyone else, standby for orders; I will continuously calculate and formulate suitable policies and orders for West Cyan Continent, and you all will announce these policies, using the captain’s influence to make everyone comply."

"Moreover, recently, a large number of Blue Star Captains have surged into West Cyan Continent, we also need to manage them, preventing any unruliness."

"Yes!"

Under Ma’s arrangement, everyone started moving, beginning their respective tasks.

Unbeknownst to Fang Yu, a campaign to solidify his prestige and influence in West Cyan Continent had begun brewing silently.

At this moment, Fang Yu was not cultivating on the sea ship, but had arrived at the Spirit Sect’s main land to undergo the Spirit King’s coronation ceremony.

Although the Spiritualists had declined, the coronation ceremony was still elaborate.

From burying the old Spirit King, Chongyuan, to the intricate rituals, and finally handing over a sword symbolizing the Spirit King to Fang Yu, the entire process lasted several hours.

Fang Yu, respecting the procedure, did not simplify the process.

He gazed at Chongyuan’s coffin being lowered into the burial vault, sighed lightly, and felt a tinge of sorrow.

The wise man of the era became the first to die in the Peacekeeping Council.

In contrast, Yuanqi, who deserved to be slain, not only lurks outside West Cyan Continent quietly observing, but also might be the very person who killed Chongyuan.

Fang Yu had an intuition.

The next encounter with Yuanqi might see this tyrannical embodiment having greatly advanced his cultivation to a formidable level.

More terrifying and unbeatable than ever before.

Previously, even several Sky Dome Ship experts plus spirit formations could not handle Yuanqi; his return next time will be even stronger and harder to deal with.

"Peacekeeping Council..."

Fang Yu murmured, holding a pent-up determination.

Though this battle annihilated Yuanqi’s army, leaving him all alone,

Yet, Yuanqi’s freedom and Chongyuan’s death made Fang Yu feel the gain was not as rewarding as he thought, even slightly frustrating.

"Just wait...Once I step onto the Legendary Ship, perhaps I’ll be qualified to contend with those Sky Dome Ship people..."

Fang Yu pondered internally.

At this moment, Guangyun Spirit Venerable at the front suddenly shouted, "The Spirit King’s inauguration ceremony is over, please have the new Spirit King Fang Yu take the throne!"

Fang Yu paused, then smiled wryly, stepped forward, and soon sat on the Spirit King’s throne under everyone’s expectant gaze.

As Fang Yu sat, all the Spiritualists knelt simultaneously, exclaiming, "Hail the Spirit King!"

Fang Yu shook his head, about to speak.

But at this moment, he felt a surge of powerful energy enveloping him.

"Hmm?"

Fang Yu was briefly dazed, sensing that this energy came from the Spiritualists before him; all their anticipation and faith converged and flowed into him, making him significantly stronger than before.

Meanwhile, behind this energy, an invisible shackle clasped onto Fang Yu, slightly restricting his freedom.

Realizing this, Fang Yu remained silent and did not resist the shackle binding him.

The power of era glory.

The four paths of power: Mutation, Physique Transformation, Extraordinary Transformation, and Era Glory.

Each represents a power path and method of gaining power.

Before, Fang Yu, being solo, naturally did not have the backing of Era Glory.

But now he became Spirit King, with Chongyuan entrusting all Spiritualists to him, essentially becoming their anchor.

The era glory naturally bestowed upon Fang Yu, rounding out his previously three power paths to four, essentially allowing him to traverse all power paths.

And with the power bestowed, simultaneously came the shackles of "responsibility," binding Fang Yu.

This is the downside of era glory.

Era glory, arguably the most complex and love-hate power path.

If used well, it can even allow an ordinary captain to gain peak-level terrifying power in a short time.

But likewise, once blessed with era glory, a great responsibility for a group of people falls upon one’s shoulders.

The future safety and development of Spiritualists now rest on Fang Yu.

Moreover, at this moment, Fang Yu’s gaze tightened, suddenly noticing two more shackles, alongside the powerful energy, entering him.

This is...

Fang Yu widened his eyes.

One of them, exuding a rich oceanic aura, is easily guessed to be era glory from the Sea Race.

Being Spirit King now, and also the Sea Race’s king, possessing two sets of era glory and shackles is not surprising.

But what about the third one?

Fang Yu, puzzled, followed this shackle through his senses.

Soon, scenes appeared in Fang Yu’s mind.

Luu Yuan, traveling on a sea ship towards South Island Continent...

Du Ran, discussing something with Rude Yue...

Luo Kuan, going to Nanhui City to seek Mr. Wang...

The remaining Ma and the crew busily arranging rules, reforming the original development pattern of West Cyan Continent.

All were working hard, aiming to elevate him to the ruler of West Cyan Continent.

This...

Fang Yu, amidst the surprise, couldn’t help but shake his head and smile wryly.

These crew members seem intent on propping me up...