Longzang

Chapter 829 How to Relieve Worries (Thank you, Alliance Leader, I want to give myself a name)
Wei Yuan returned to Qingming with a heavy heart, only to sense a commotion in the western part of the realm, with many people rushing towards Ding'an City, some flying and some running.

At this moment, the soldiers stationed at the western outpost of the Azure Nether Realm were extremely excited. The outpost commander quickly put on his armor and said repeatedly, "Quickly send a message to the rear: the Witch Clan has arrived! Except for those reporting the news, everyone follow me to welcome Lord Tianyu!"

Nearly a hundred Qingming warriors, fully armed, left the outpost early and lined up to wait.

In the distance, a convoy of vehicles could be vaguely seen, its banners obscuring the sun, its movements grand and imposing, billowing with dust that even made the earth tremble slightly. Emerging from the dust was a mountain-sized vehicle, its 108 hairy legs marching in perfect unison on the ground like war drums, exuding extraordinary power.

On top of this enormous chariot was a platform, where Tianyu's massive body lay sprawled on the throne, leisurely sipping rare immortal wine while watching the little witches dance.

Behind his vehicle was a convoy that stretched almost to the horizon, consisting of at least a thousand heavy-duty trucks.

A dozen or so powerful shamans had already ridden over to clear the way. When they passed the outpost, most of the shamans waited there, while a few were led by the outpost soldiers to report to the Qingming.

In the blink of an eye, Tianyu's vehicle arrived at the outpost. Tianyu peeked out and laughed, "It's still these brothers. Here's a reward!"

Immediately, a young female sorceress leaped down from the carriage, approached the sentry captain, and handed him a stack of Qingyuan coins. The captain felt the thickness and immediately knew there were at least seven or eight hundred coins. Overwhelmed with emotion, he nearly knelt down, repeatedly saying, "Thank you, Lord Tianyu!"

The squad leader, being a Foundation Establishment cultivator, still maintained some composure, but the other soldiers were less insistent, and many knelt down on the spot. Seeing this, Tianyu said, "Another reward!"

The little witch immediately gave an extra Qingyuan to each person who knelt down.

In Qingming's current salary system, an ordinary mortal earns one Qingyuan for a year of normal labor. Based on this, the highest salary for a Body Forging cultivator is three times that, for a Human Rank Dao Foundation Initial Stage cultivator it is ten times that, and for a Perfect Immortal Foundation cultivator it is one hundred and sixty times that.

With a single move, Tianyu could earn a sentry captain's salary equivalent to ten years' wages. Therefore, the Western Sentinel of Qingming is currently the most lucrative position in Qingming.

The caravan passed the outpost and headed straight for Ding'an City. Ding'an City was originally a fortified city built purely for military purposes. With the defeat of the Rain Kingdom and the expansion of the Azure Nether Realm, Ding'an City transformed from the western gateway into the western core.

Ding'an City was in a prime location, and Bao Yun was adept at diplomacy, so she changed the trading location with the Wu tribe caravan from the border to within Ding'an City. Each time they arrived, the Wu tribe members would no longer simply unload their goods and leave, but would stay in the city for several days, waiting to load more goods while indulging in food, drink, and entertainment.

The shamans were fond of drinking and mostly simple-minded, so after staying for a few days, most of the hard-earned money they made would remain in Yong'an City.

The residents of the city, with each arrival of a caravan, would have a better impression of the Wu tribe, and would almost forget the deep-seated hatred between them.

They thought all the shamans were honest and simple, easy to fool. Once they were given too much alcohol, they would throw away Qingyuan as if it were just waste paper.

When Wei Yuan arrived at Ding'an City, he saw Tian Yu's carriage entering the city. The giant carriage with 108 hairy legs roared into the city gate, and it was just right in all directions, with a distance of no more than a foot.

Wei Yuan mingled in the crowd of onlookers and asked, "How could such a big car get in? How is it such a coincidence?"

Nearby were several ordinary people watching the spectacle. One of them, an older man, said, "Originally, it was impossible to get in. Later, the city gate was specially demolished and rebuilt, and then cars could come in."

Wei Yuan's expression darkened slightly. He said, "Dismantling the city gates to let the Wu Clan's carriages into the city? Whose idea was this?"

"Whose idea was it? The city lord's idea, of course. Who else could it be? Lord Tianyu's carriage can't get in, and the other witch clans won't enter the city either. How are we supposed to make money?"

Upon hearing that it was Bao Yun's idea, Wei Yuan's anger vanished instantly. He then disappeared from his spot and began to wander around the city.

Wei Yuan had been in seclusion for a long time and hadn't been to Ding'an City for a long time. Since this place was essentially given to Bao Yun, Bao Yun had been managing it independently, and Wei Yuan hadn't interfered much.

Ding'an City was bustling with activity at this time. The streets were teeming with people, vendors hawked their wares, children played, and the sounds of bargaining filled the air. Every household was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, creating a scene even more lively than the New Year, exhibiting a unique kind of prosperity that set it apart from other cities in Qingming.

Wei Yuan had just turned a corner when he saw a four-story brothel in front of him, adorned with bouquets and colorful metal ornaments, decorated in a gaudy and vulgar manner. Most notably, a huge sign stood at the entrance, prominently displaying the words: "Blood sorcerers and magic sorcerers are not allowed inside; Taoist sorcerers require inspection."

Wei Yuan was taken aback. How could there be blood sorcerers and magic sorcerers in this city? Daoist sorcerers are a grade above other sorcerers, and he even knows that.

He then saw a sign standing nearby, which read in small print: Humans are not allowed to enter.

Wei Yuan instantly felt a surge of anger. Was there really a place within the Azure Netherworld that humans couldn't enter? He strode forward, intending to walk in, but the waiter at the door rushed over and stopped him, whispering, "Brother, are you an outsider?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Those who get angry and force their way in after seeing this sign are obviously outsiders. This sign is just for the powerful shamans; we'll remove it after they leave in a couple of days. Besides, it's full of shamans now. Brother, you don't have such a heavy taste; do you really want to go in and experience it? You'll definitely regret it if you go in. Why spend money to suffer? Everyone works hard to earn Qingyuan; you can't just waste money, right?"

This fellow was quick-witted; he calmed Wei Yuan down with just a few words.

Wei Yuan asked why such a sign was erected, and the waiter sighed, "Those powerful sorcerers care about their reputation and like places that openly prevent other sorcerers and people from entering! As soon as we put up this sign, they flock in and won't leave until they're down to their underwear!"

In the end, Wei Yuan listened to the advice and left the brothel.

He had only taken two steps when Bao Yun's voice rang out beside him: "Lord of the Realm, are you on an incognito visit?"

Wei Yuan turned his head and saw Bao Yun standing on the side of the street, smiling sweetly at him. She was wearing a bright light blue long dress, which was too dazzling, but despite the bustling traffic around her, no one noticed her presence.

Wei Yuan walked over and said, "How did Ding'an City become like this?"

“Trade with the Wild Ancestor Tribe regularly! The city will prosper and the people will live in peace and contentment. Isn’t that great? Tianyu is here just in time. Let’s go and see your old shaman.”

Without giving a chance to explain, Bao Yun grabbed Wei Yuan's hand and they were instantly transported to the City Lord's Mansion.

Bao Yun's city lord's mansion had also been expanded, and the courtyard was much larger. A sunshade had been specially erected, and thirty-two powerful sorcerers were carrying Tian Yu's throne and placing it under the sunshade. After not seeing him for many days, Tian Yu had grown even larger, sitting on the throne like a mountain of flesh. There were also seven or eight young female sorcerers on his seat, two of whom were lifting Tian Yu's plump tail and swishing it back and forth.

Wei Yuan was amazed. Tianyu didn't even have to exert himself to wag its tail. It has to be said, having money is really good.

Bao Yun appeared and smiled, "You've gotten even bigger in the last few months."

Tianyu burst into laughter and said, "You've become even more handsome too!"

Bao Yun laughed and said, "Forget it, in your witch clan's eyes, I'm as ugly as anything."

Tianyu sighed, "It's just that the two races have different perspectives! Beauty and ugliness are merely differences in physical structure. However, speaking of which, the atmosphere in our race has not been very good lately."

Many young shamans have given up on trying; as long as they have Qingyuan, they'll do anything. I still don't know what to do about this.”

Bao Yun said, "This kind of thing is the same for all races. Whether there is Qingyuan or not, whether there is more or less Qingyuan, there will always be shamans who don't want to work hard. Let nature take its course. Why bother about the affairs of other shamans? It's enough that our own path is clear."

Tianyu laughed and said, "That's true! It's not Qingyuan's fault, hmm, Qingyuan is never wrong! This time I came, and everything you asked for has been prepared. What we want..."

It was only then that Tianyu noticed Wei Yuan standing next to Baoyun, but he couldn't quite make out Wei Yuan's face. Seeing that the two were standing quite close, Tianyu subconsciously said, "You've found a little lover? This guy looks pretty good! Here, this is a little gift for you, a reward..."

Tianyu grabbed a handful of Qingyuan from the jade basin beside him and was about to sprinkle it when he suddenly saw Wei Yuan's face and froze on the spot.

Wei Yuan flashed and appeared in front of the throne, took the Qingyuan from Tianyu's hand, put it in his pocket, and then flashed back to Baoyun's side, smiling and saying, "Thank you, Lord Tianyu!"

Tianyu looked at her own hand, then at Wei Yuan, her face suddenly contorted as if she'd seen a ghost, and exclaimed, "I can't move at all? You, you're already Yu Jing?"

"No, I'm just at the late stage of the Dharma Aspect realm, the same as you. Wait, how come you're at the late stage of the Dharma Aspect realm too?"

Wei Yuan was also surprised. In just a few years, Tianyu had already reached the late stage of the Dharma Aspect realm? Even riding Qingming's latest rocket couldn't have made it this fast!

"It's nothing. With more money, I can take more medicine, and my cultivation will naturally progress faster."

Wei Yuan stared at Tian Yu, his expression somewhat solemn.

At this moment, Tianyu was enveloped in a hazy glow, making it difficult for Wei Yuan to see through his true form. Upon closer inspection, he realized that this layer was actually the light of destiny—how much of the Witch Clan's destiny had Tianyu accumulated?!
Wei Yuan's attitude immediately changed, becoming exceptionally warm. The two chosen ones from different races sat together to discuss the Dao of Destiny. Bao Yun, whose own destiny was also exceptionally strong, listened quietly and gained much from the discussion.

However, Wei Yuan soon discovered that the Path of Heavenly Language was not suitable for him.

"...In our shamanic tradition, if you want good fortune, you must have your divine intervention performed before the shaman!"
Before, when you boasted of your strength and combat prowess, there were always foolish sorcerers who wouldn't accept it and insisted on challenging you. Now, I flaunt my wealth, showing off my abundant Qingyuan (vital energy), and everyone is convinced of my superiority; no sorcerer dares to challenge me anymore. Who has more Qingyuan, and who has less? Just count them, and it'll be clear! Therefore, I am invincible!

Later, I realized everyone was curious about how I spent Qingyuan, so I simply opened up my house and let them look around freely. Even my tail was wagged by a beautiful witch, giving them quite a surprise!

Then one of the shamans got excited and even threw me some Qingyuan coins. I didn't understand at the time; he didn't have a fraction of what I had, so why was he so happy and giving me a reward?

Then one day, I suddenly had an idea. I put up a sign listing the names of all the witches who had tipped me, arranged from most to least, and placed it at the entrance of my house. As a result, that day, an unusually large number of witches tipped me; good fortune poured in…”

Wei Yuan listened for a long time, becoming more and more confused. He couldn't help but ask, "Wait a minute, you're saying those people who only earn a few Qingyuan a month are giving you tips?"

"Yeah! They not only give money, they also give you luck! You don't know, those guys are incredibly powerful!"

Wei Yuan was even more confused: "You must have made ten million from this one trade, right? Didn't they know?"

"I know……"

"You knew that, yet you still gave a tip?"

"How would I know? We shamans don't need to use our brains."

……

After discussing it for a long time, Wei Yuan was still puzzled and could only conclude that the shaman of the Desolate Ancestor tribe was just incredibly lucky.

The path of destiny embodied in the Heavenly Language is clearly not feasible for the human race. If Wei Yuan were to do the same, he would most likely be subject to the redistribution of wealth.

Seeing Wei Yuan deep in thought, Tianyu reached out and patted Wei Yuan's shoulder heavily, saying, "In short, I'm doing really well in the Witch Domain right now. The Heavenly Witches are already discussing whether to set up a separate Powerful Witch Ranking, and I'll undoubtedly be number one. At that time, I'll have as much Witch Luck as I want! In the future, no matter how big a mess you make in the Witch Domain, I'll take the blame for you!"

While Tianyu made these bold words without realizing it, Wei Yuan saw in his left eye a new cause and effect that had firmly linked Tianyu and himself together.

Wei Yuan was at a loss for words. Even Yan Shi couldn't explain the extent of the mess he had made with the Yellow Springs Cave. If Tian Yu knew the truth and realized that a casual remark could have such consequences, he wondered if she would still be so relieved.

Tianyu, however, was completely oblivious. While patting Wei Yuan on the shoulder, she sighed, "Old Wei, life as a witch is the same as life as life. Nothing else matters, the most important thing is to be happy!"

What can relieve my worries? Only sudden wealth!

Volume VII: How to Relieve Sorrow (End)
　P.S.: I should also thank the Alliance Leader for the title of this chapter.

　　
　
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