The Ministry’s True Purpose, The Eight Great Tribes

Gulp! Gulp! The Ministry savored the water with his eyes closed. He could feel the beauty of the Pond of Spirits coursing through him.

"The taste is a little different from how it was described in the records. Maybe it was because it contained the golden holy water. I could definitely feel the effect!" The Minister said. 

Then turned to the Left Messenger with a smile on his face. "Do not be so nervous, Left Messenger. The fact that you managed to bring me the water from the Pond of Spirits was enough to absolve you of your crimes." 

"Thank you, Minister," the Left Messenger said in a shaky voice, her heart beating wildly. Her whole body was drained of color and she wished she could lie down. 

Before her was the Minister, an existence older than time itself. An omnipotent existence who had nurtured many warriors from time immemorial! His charisma alone was enough to make many high-level members of the Heavenly Realm willingly become his subject.