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Especially after her bloodline power was activated by the Sun Disc, her strength surged instantly, making it much easier to persuade people.

Otherwise, she really wouldn't be able to handle Apep, this ancient grass dragon.

Of course, as a father, Su Chen was happy no matter what gift Nasita gave him.

Not to mention that old rock, Apep, who's been stuck in the desert for so long, and it was only out of kindness that he didn't let the Ascended take care of him.

Now that he understands the importance of "adapting to circumstances" and has become a part of Shurima, Su Chen naturally welcomes him.

"Now Sumeru can be considered truly unified."

With Apep dealt with, and Nasita in charge of the rainforest, the rule of Sumi would be unified, which would be very beneficial to Su Chen.

Next is to develop underground. Since it's not good to expand horizontally, vertical expansion is fine too. For a god, improving the underground environment is not a big deal. If Canria could develop such a civilization back then, there's no reason why he can't.

However, before that, the matter in the Kingdom of Winter cannot be left unresolved. According to the information he gathered, the Doctor seems to have gone into hiding. Regardless of whether it is true or not, the compensation should be obtained first.

Although Shurima is wealthy, Nasus considered the future development and realized that his funds were somewhat tight in the short term.

Look, isn't your Winter Kingdom quite wealthy? Northern Banks are everywhere, and the rich know how to make money. Since that's the case, wouldn't you mind taking some over to tide you over?

Anyway, as long as the Kingdom of Winter doesn't hand over the Doctor, Su Chen plans to keep exploiting that Empress like a cash cow. What? You disagree? Come on, Emperor Xuanyuan and Cardodia, what do you say we do?

Thinking that the funding problem could be solved so easily, Su Chen's mood instantly improved.

The result happened just then.

A voice sounded in my mind.

[Beep~ Simulated cooling complete.]

[Adding to character template... Template confirmed—]

[Congratulations on obtaining the 'Herrscher of Ice Template'. Simulation location: Ancient Winter, Time: During the Demon God War.]

Su Chen: "???"

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I'm frantically typing away, I won't finish until later.

As the title says! I'll be updating a little late today, but I should be able to finish before 9 PM!

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Chapter 94: Herrscher of Ice Template, Shadow Participates in the Festival, Talent: Void Treasury! [8k]

A corner of the courtyard.

The Great Compassion Tree King and the others saw Su Chen sitting alone in the courtyard, his back looking somewhat lonely, and they were all puzzled.

He was perfectly fine just a moment ago, celebrating the successful Ascension Ceremony and the prosperity of Shurima. How did he suddenly become depressed?

"What's wrong with Azir?" Flora asked, puzzled. "Did something happen?"

The Great Compassion Tree King shook his head: "I don't know either. He was just talking to me about developing the underground palace, but somehow..."

Nasita looked up: "Could it be that Father doesn't like the gift I gave him?"

"No, he would have said so if he didn't like it, and he has always wanted to deal with Apep's matter, so Nasita, you did a good job, don't worry about it."

"But..."

"Never mind, let him have some peace and quiet first."

Su Chen has many secrets, and the Great Compassion Tree King knows this. As a partner, there's no need to delve into them. As long as he's the one she loves, that's enough.

Wait for the three to leave.

Su Chen, sitting in the courtyard, stared blankly at the template of the Herrscher of Ice for a while.

What to say?

He feels like he's shot himself in the foot.

Although it's just a simulated map in the Winter Kingdom, based on past experience, he built his wealth and power in the Winter Kingdom, so there must be some kind of close relationship with him in the future, similar to the Human Emperor, Cardodia, or even a ruler like the Desert Emperor. Doesn't that mean... the Human Emperor, Cardodia, and the Emperor are working together to blackmail him?

This is quite a headache.

After all, with all the world watching, and with such a big commotion, they might just end up with a slap on the wrist.

The only consolation is that this simulation template is the Herrscher of Ice. Although the template does not represent strength, it means that he has the possibility of stepping into a realm beyond.

After all, given the Herrscher of Ice's situation, if she could fully control this ability, breaking through Teyvat shouldn't be difficult.

The problem lies in complete mastery.

Su Chen pondered for a moment. If he could perfectly simulate this time, the power in the simulation would be fully inherited into reality. If he could possess the complete power of a Herrscher, then he wouldn't have to worry about being targeted by Sky Island, which could awaken at any time.

Having thought this through, Su Chen closed the simulation interface.

He has other things to do now.

...

The festivities of Nerimage dissipated after His Majesty the Emperor granted them power, but the atmosphere only intensified, allowing the people to move freely and immerse themselves in the joy of the festival.

Kage, who had sneaked away from distant Inazuma alone, originally intended to find an opportunity to spar with the desert emperor, but was immediately drawn to the various things at the festival.

The culture here in the desert is completely different from that in Inazuma.

There is no seafood or tides here. The scorching environment has created a unique culture and customs for the desert people. Many things are very new to Ying. Of course, as the Thunder General, she will not shout and scream like a child visiting an amusement park, but she is particularly fond of some of the desserts at the festival.

It's so strange...mua~mua~mua~...the desert...mua~...can actually produce such delicious...mua~mua~ desserts.

Over the course of two days, under the guidance of Ying, a kind-hearted desert resident, Ying fully experienced a different culture.

"Hehe~ How is it, General? Isn't it great?"

On the street, while searching for his next target, Paimon asked with a hint of smugness.

Because she and Ying were fully involved in the festival's preparations, they knew how many delicious and fun things there were. In addition, Ying was chosen to receive the Sun Disc Baptism at the festival, so much so that they now considered themselves half desert people.

As the shadow of the general is here, isn't that a distinguished guest visiting? We should treat him well. I'll mention this to Nasus later. They've helped entertain the esteemed Naruto, so it wouldn't be unreasonable to reimburse the expenses incurred during that time, right?

The two exchanged a glance. Although they didn't say anything explicitly, as long-time partners, they already understood each other implicitly.

"So-so." Shadow maintained the arrogance of a god, paused after speaking, and then added, "It's alright."

"This is just average? You seemed to be enjoying your meals the whole way."

"Happy? What nonsense are you talking about?" Shadow said calmly. "Why would I be happy about something so trivial? Besides, I've seen festivals of this magnitude countless times in Inazuma."

"Hmm...indeed, it was quite lively when we participated in the Dragon King Festival last time."

“That’s natural; the people of Cardodia are no fewer than Azir’s.”

Paimon thought to himself, "But Shurima is still recovering and rebuilding. It's already quite good that we've achieved this much."

Then Ying quickly stopped her, saying that this unwarranted competitive spirit should not continue.

"Hey, traveler, look! There's sand art over there!"

I walked to a crowded stall where the owner was drawing pictures with sand.

The stall displayed finished sand paintings, which attracted a large crowd due to their lifelike depictions of figures and landscapes. The owner was painting a huge board, and as he painted, the sound of a piano and a vivid narration could be heard from the side.

"...At that time, Shurima rose from the desert. The ancient desert king, the Red King, had already established a great civilization in the desert. He witnessed the rise of the kingdom, but did not take it to heart. The proud man never thought that his civilization was inferior to others."

"It wasn't until the great Desert King led his iron cavalry to break through the barriers of the red sands and the Red King's army suffered repeated defeats that the Red King finally realized how terrifying Shurima was."

He came to Narimar and said, 'Azir, your soldiers are powerful, but I wonder if your king, the king of your soldiers, is also so powerful.'"

"Emperor Azir rose from his throne, and at that moment all the sands in the desert seemed to rejoice, the wind and sand singing in celebration. Faced with this mighty will, the King of the Red Sands ultimately lacked even the courage to attack, and fled in terror..."

As the story ended, the sand painting was also completed. The onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into excited cheers.

The storyteller put down his harp and chuckled, "Ladies and gentlemen, the story of His Majesty the Emperor's victory over the Red King has come to an end. The great Emperor is ultimately invincible... So, to celebrate this victory, I believe you will not hesitate to offer a little bit of Morabba?"

Wow~

In just a moment, a large amount of Mora fell from the plate the boy was holding, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, making his eyes light up.

In addition, the sand paintings on the stall were also snapped up.

Looking at the bountiful harvest, the boy laughed loudly: "See, Azim? I told you we could make a fortune if we cooperated, right?"

Achim, who was painting, couldn't stop smiling. He had only planned to use the traditional craftsmanship of his tribe to make a little money during the festival, and he never expected it to become so popular... And indeed, it was not very popular at first, but then the bard suddenly proposed a collaboration, saying that he wouldn't have to share any of the money from the sales with him, so Achim agreed.

No loss anyway.

I never expected this bard to be so talented. He looks so young, how does he know so much about His Majesty the Emperor?

"Alright, before you finish the next batch of sand paintings, I need to go shopping and buy some drinks." The boy couldn't wait to exchange his hard-earned work for a few drinks.

"Hey! Wendy!"

After the crowd dispersed, Paimon and his two companions finally managed to squeeze to the front.

"Hmph! It really was you!"

"Huh?" Wendy was taken aback. "Paimon the Traveler, and..."

Shadow's gaze fell on the bowl Wendy was holding, and he said blankly, "Barbatos, you are truly a great god, to have stooped to the point of relying on storytelling to swindle money from mortals."

“Hey~ Don’t say that.” Wendy said matter-of-factly, “I’m a bard, and a bard’s mission is to pass on those wonderful epic stories. Exchanging them for Mora is just a side thing.”

Paimon asked in bewilderment, "Where do you know so much about Shurima?"

"Of course it's made up, since they don't know anything about it anyway."

"what?"

“And most people, even if they know the story is fake, don’t care. As long as they hear what they want to hear, they will naturally be happy… cough cough~.” Wendy coughed lightly. “To spread happiness, that is the meaning of the bard’s existence.”

Ying: →_→

You just said that word, didn't you? You said it, didn't you?

"Hmph! Nonsense." Paimon put his hands on his hips. "So, when exactly did you get here?"

Wendy said, "I've always been here."

"Impossible, I've been helping the traveler here for so long and haven't seen you."