Longzang

Chapter 410 Matters of the Mortal World
Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the weather calmed down, and the harvest season arrived again. At this time, Qingming had opened up three million mu of farmland, with a population of one million two hundred thousand, and also opened up another fifty thousand mu of spiritual fields, producing ten million jin of spiritual rice every six months.

This season's grain harvest is 600 million catties, a heavy burden for the entire Qingming. Therefore, Wei Yuan mobilized early on. Apart from 10,000 elite soldiers who continued their training as usual, all the soldiers were mobilized to harvest grain.

As the grains ripened, spiritual energy surged throughout the vast land, and spiritual rain fell almost continuously from the sky. Although the immortal plants did not receive any gifts from heaven and earth, the increasingly abundant spiritual energy accelerated their growth.

Meanwhile, the Laurel Immortal Tree and the Ice Glass Immortal Tree had completely broken ties, and their followers went from not communicating with each other to cursing each other in just one or two months.

The Langya Divine Tree quietly shifted its position, gathering a group of believers who eyed Yuegui and Bingli with predatory intent.

The Red Lotus Bodhi and the four orchids watched coldly, not intending to get involved in the three-way dispute. The aquatic fairy plant, however, had not yet sprouted and was still in the process of gestation, so although it had followers, they were few.

Each of the immortal plants acted independently, and the three immortal plants that stood in opposition to each other brought about an unexpected situation.

To prevent his followers from being brainwashed and taken away by the other side, the Ice Crystal Divine Tree first linked the consciousness of all its followers to itself, and then brainwashed the followers of the Laurel.

Whether it was an order from Wei Yuan or instructions or information distributed by the young girl Yin Yang, Bing Li would process it herself first before assigning tasks to the believers. After completing their tasks, the believers would first gather their information from her before submitting it to Wei Yuan or the young girl Yin Yang.

The Moon Laurel Tree had several followers stolen in succession, and when it tried to steal the Ice Glass Divine Tree's followers, it found that it couldn't contact the consciousness of the other's followers at all. Only then did it belatedly realize that the Ice Glass Divine Tree had already linked all its followers to itself.

This is no easy task. Not only has the workload increased significantly, but when there are no daily tasks, one must also select learning materials for the believers to be fed, in order to clarify their development direction and advancement path. Only when one has more and stronger believers can the immortal plants become stronger.

The Laurel Tree wasn't usually a diligent person, but to avenge a loss, it gritted its teeth and linked all its followers to itself, keeping itself busy until it was dizzy. Only then did it consider whether it was worth it to exhaust itself for the loss of a few followers, after all, it still had several thousand left.

The Langya Sacred Tree, on the other hand, quietly connected with its followers.

Apart from those immortal plants that have no desire to fight, other objects of worship, such as Jade Mountain, the statue of Wei Yuan, the statue of Jade Toad, the full moon in the sky, and even the sky and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, are all left to the believers in a state of indifference.

In this world filled with immortals and gods, there is a small group of people who stand out from the crowd, and can even be said to be out of place in the whole world.

This group was formed around a small group of people who were the first to practice martial arts, and it was a group of people who wanted to ascend to the path of immortality by their own efforts.

By this time, their dojo had been completed, and they were arguing endlessly about what to name it. They had to hold a martial arts tournament to decide the name of the dojo by having the three final winners each contribute a few words.

All the cultivators unanimously agreed to name the martial arts tournament the "Number One Martial Arts Tournament Under Heaven," which caught Wei Yuan's attention, and he watched it from beginning to end with great interest.

Several exceptionally talented cultivators caught Wei Yuan's attention. Wei Yuan even seemed to see a tail behind one of them, but upon closer inspection, he could no longer see it.

The first to reach the finals of the martial arts tournament was undoubtedly the genius who was just one step away from achieving his goal. The competition on the other side was much fiercer, with most cultivators having similar strengths. In the end, the one who stumbled into the finals was the one with the least talent among the three from the cultivation hall that day.

The decisive battle began. The genius naturally dominated the mediocre, but the mediocre possessed a multitude of unpredictable and ingenious methods, along with a plethora of miscellaneous magical artifacts. Furthermore, his incredible speed allowed him to traverse the entire arena, practically fleeing from the start to the very end, ultimately exhausting his opponent. This decisive battle left Wei Yuan utterly astonished and deeply inspired. He realized that his past battles had been far too conservative and simplistic. Compared to this mediocre opponent, even directional flying swords and landmines seemed like masterpieces.

Finally, the top three finishers in the martial arts tournament each contributed three, two, and one character to form the name of the dojo: Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Fighting Saint Dojo.

When the name of the temple was finalized, a storm suddenly arose across the vast land, and spiritual energy and intangible fortune converged on the temple. Taking advantage of this momentum, even a person of mediocre talent was able to sense it and establish a foundation for the Dao!
When the foundation of the Dao was completed, a bolt of lightning descended from beyond the heavens, which was actually a heavenly tribulation!

Someone cultivated a foundation of Taoism in the vast land, but it attracted a heavenly tribulation.

Wei Yuan couldn't just stand by and watch him die, so he immediately prepared to intervene and stop the heavenly tribulation. Just then, a faint black aura suddenly spewed out from the shadow in the moon, resembling fortune but not quite fortune.

The lightning bolts passed through the black mist and were immediately weakened by 90%, bringing them within a tolerable range. Even so, the mediocre person still faced a near-death experience, and it was only through Wei Yuan's life-saving intervention that he was brought back to life.

He endured countless tribulations and near-death experiences before finally forging a newborn sun. Originally, the Great Sun should have been the foundation of immortality, but his sun was crimson, its color dull, and it fluctuated, resembling the early winter sun with little heat, barely qualifying as a celestial foundation.

Wei Yuan seemed to be deep in thought.

For a long time, has the standard by which humanity classifies Dao Foundations been correct? This winter's early sun is indeed barely enough to even reach the Heavenly Foundation level, yet the resulting lightning tribulation can kill even the Immortal Foundation level. Could Heaven and Earth also make mistakes?
The more Wei Yuan thought about it, the deeper he went, feeling as if he had touched something, perhaps the truth hidden behind the world. But as the heavenly tribulation ended, that feeling also disappeared, leaving Wei Yuan feeling somewhat lost.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to leave, he suddenly heard voices.

"Madam has been pregnant for so long, she's finally about to give birth!"

"It's been two hours already, why hasn't the baby been born yet?"

"Madam is three months pregnant. Could it be... she's carrying a monster?"

"Keep your voice down! If the master hears you, he'll skin you alive!"

"That's not the worst part. The worst part is that the baby in your belly hears this! Do you think it might be listening right now..."

Wei Yuan focused his divine sense on that courtyard and saw the young lady screaming incessantly in the room, while several midwives were anxiously pacing around, unable to get the baby down.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly and sent over several streams of azure energy, but surprisingly, the woman couldn't absorb them. Seeing that the first infant in the azure realm was about to die, Wei Yuan sent over another stream of celestial energy.

This time, the celestial energy successfully entered the woman's body, her voice became slightly louder, and the fetus's vitality also began to recover. Wei Yuan made a decisive move, immediately continuing to pour in celestial energy. After nearly twenty streams of celestial energy were poured in, a loud cry of a newborn baby finally rang out in the room.

(End of this chapter)