In the next few days, Su Chen personally handled the relocation matters.
Of course, Su Chen didn't need to do much. He only needed to arrange the relocation sequence and control the number of people. Compared to the relocation of people, the relocation of resources was more troublesome.
There were too many resources to move. Even the weakest Soul Hall had a lot of assets. Although not all of them had to be moved to the Fortress of the Gods, the important ones had to be taken away.
The Immortal Dawn Sect was a power that had been passed down for many years and had a large population base. It had even more resources and was very messy. If they were to break it down, there would be no end to it. However, in order to allow the Immortal Cultivators under him to adapt to the new environment faster and better, this step could not be omitted.
To be honest, Su Chen didn't even care about some of the resources and assets of the Immortal Dawn Sect.
However, he couldn't not take them away just because Su Chen didn't care about them.
Most people were still nostalgic. Who would directly throw away their old furniture when they were moving?
One or two people might be able to handle it, but there were too many people. According to the preliminary statistics, excluding the Soul Mountain Sect, the relocation this time involved tens of millions of people. For such a large-scale relocation, he couldn't just throw everyone away. That would be too heartless.
Anyway, there was plenty of time. Hence, Su Chen would rather spend more time to make everyone accept the relocation plan better.
The Fortress of the Gods wasn't for temporary use. It was to be the core of Su Chen's power for a long time to come. And to the cultivators under him, the Fortress of the Gods would be their home for generations to come. Everything had to be considered more carefully.
The relocation work was carried out in an orderly manner. In the next few days, the Soul Island gradually became more deserted.
Leader Yu Shi and the other Soul Grandmasters took the lead to move to the Fortress of the Gods. As a result, in just a few days, only Su Chen and his family were left on the main island.
Su Chen didn't plan to move yet. He planned to wait until the trip to the Devil Abyss was over.
Night time.
Su Chen ran around for a whole day and only returned late at night. He took a bath and directly got into Lin Yuerou's bed.
Lin Yuerou, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a shiver run through her body. She woke up with a start and looked at Su Chen speechlessly. "Husband, don't mess around …"
"Hehe."
Su Chen held Lin Yuerou in his arms and played with her with great interest. He said, "Has your master woken up recently?"
Lin Yuerou was just about to speak when her expression suddenly changed. Her entire temperament underwent an earth-shattering change.
"Kid, take your hand away."
Hmm?
The Primal Chaos Empress was finally willing to come out?
Su Chen did not loosen his grip, but asked directly, "Are you Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?"
The Primal Chaos Empress narrowed her eyes. "Who told you that?"
"Demon Monarch Fission."
The Primal Chaos Empress was shocked. "Did you go to the underworld for Demon Monarch Fission?
You're too bold. "
Su Chen shrugged. "I just happened to run into him, but I've already destroyed him."
"Are you … serious?"
It was normal that the Primal Chaos Empress did not believe Su Chen. After all, Demon Monarch Fission's identity was too special. He could be considered a super BOSS of the primordial age. Although he had been sealed for ten billion years, his reputation was still there. Su Chen, a Divine King, dared to say that he had destroyed Demon Monarch Fission. This was simply unbelievable.
Su Chen did not say anything. He slid his fingertips and sent a strand of memory into the divine pattern. He transferred it to Lin Yuerou's forehead for the Primal Chaos Empress to check.
A moment later, the Primal Chaos Empress was shocked.
"It's true!"
The Primal Chaos Empress's gaze toward Su Chen was no longer calm.
What did this kid do to deserve this?
"You haven't answered me yet. Are you Houtu of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans?"
"It's a long story. I can't explain too much to you. Plus, the past is no longer important. Whether I'm Houtu, the Primal Chaos Empress, or Yuerou's master, these identities are just names."
Su Chen blushed. "I know. You're a great philosopher."
The Primal Chaos Empress glared at Su Chen. "Cut the crap. What do you want to say?"
Su Chen chuckled. "It's nothing. I just want to ask about the Fallen Immortal Spear. According to my observation, the true power of the Fallen Immortal Spear should be more than this. I want to know if there are any seals in the Fallen Immortal Spear."
With that, Su Chen took out the Fallen Immortal Spear and showed it to the Primal Chaos Empress.
Seeing the Fallen Immortal Spear, the Primal Chaos Empress looked a little nostalgic, but it was just a flash. She said calmly, "The Fallen Immortal Spear is a killing weapon. It becomes stronger when it drinks the blood of the strong and weaker when it drinks the blood of the weak. It has a temper. If you want to unleash its full power, you have to study it carefully."
It becomes stronger when it meets the strong and weaker when it meets the weak?
So the Fallen Immortal Spear has such a setting. Interesting.
Su Chen asked again, "Sister, can you tell me about the Twelve Ancestral Shamans?"
"Who are you calling sister?"
"Then what should I call you?"
"In terms of seniority, even the mother of the human race, Nuwa, is half a level below me."
"Then I can't call you Ancestor, right? Calling you Elder Sister sounds better and sounds more intimate."
The Primal Chaos Empress rolled her eyes at Su Chen. She hated that she was no longer as brave as she was in the past and could only stay in Lin Yuerou's body to maintain her life. Otherwise, based on Su Chen's frivolous and offensive behavior, he would have long been reduced to ashes and banished to the path of the beast.
"Up to you."
"Hehe, sister, share some gossip. I'm really interested in the matters of the Primordial Age. Unfortunately, it's been too long and not many people know about it now. Sister, you don't want the deeds of the ancient times to disappear peacefully in the long river of time."
It had to be said that Su Chen's words had convinced the Primal Chaos Empress.
After a moment of silence, she said, "If you let go of me, I can tell you some ancient secrets."
"Okay."
Su Chen quickly let go of her.
The Primal Chaos Empress sat up, looking dignified and dignified.
"If you want to talk about ancient secrets, you have to talk about the era when Chaos dominated. At that time, Pangu had not yet created heaven and earth, and the whole world was occupied by chaos. However, the chaos was not empty. Some powerful creatures were born in the chaos. The Twelve Ancestral Shamans were the Holy Spirits born in the chaos …"
"Pangu was also one of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans and the one with the highest seniority."
"Do you know why Pangu created heaven and earth?
In fact, most of the rumors are just wild guesses. No one knows the specific reason, but as far as I know, it has to do with the cataclysm … "
"Nuwa was an otaku. She stayed in her temple all day and paid no attention to the affairs of the world. She molded clay to create humans purely to pass the time …"
"Xingtian was a lunatic. He even chopped off his own head when he was angry …"
"The Flame Emperor … that guy was full of ambition. He first created the world of immortals to contend with the Headmaster."
"Chiyou was good at courting death. When he was beaten half to death by Xuanyuan, he degenerated into a demon and spread the Three Thousand Demonic Paths. Demon Lord Fission was Chiyou's favorite successor. The demon race was built on Chiyou's Three Thousand Demonic Paths …"