Only after unifying the world did I realize that immortals existed in this world.

Chapter 117 Next, let's build the nation!

Beyond the sea of ​​blood lies a much wider world.

Kill Heart glanced behind him, then transformed into a streak of light and continued flying forward.

Compared to the gloomy and somber scenery of Blood Slaughter Holy Continent, this place, though cold, is exceptionally peaceful.

It seems like the world would be quite wonderful if there were no human beings.

Murderous intent traversed this unfamiliar world, witnessing whales surfacing and spouting massive jets of water into the sky, seeing flocks of unknown birds soaring across the horizon, and observing unidentified animals hunting on ice floes—

A brand new world, with fresh air and full of life.

Even he felt a little more relaxed, and unconsciously let down all his guard.

A beautiful face flashed across the sea, the clear water rippling.

Sha Xin didn't know how long he had been flying. After this trip, his unfathomable magical power was gradually exhausted.

The good news is that before that, land had already been seen. The continuous mountain ranges reached into the clouds, forming a sheer cliff that separated the sea from the land.

Such a high and secluded place is impossible for ordinary people to climb.

However, for a cultivator with exceptional skill, it is clearly not difficult.

Killing Intent paused briefly at the edge of the cliff to catch his breath, then suddenly leaped into the clouds.

Once again, we crossed endless mountains and remote, uninhabited places, enduring the bitter cold, and finally arrived at a warm and peaceful place.

A gentle breeze blows, the grass sways, and as far as the eye can see, the grassland is vast and boundless. Horses gallop freely across the grassland, and flocks of sheep graze on the grass, seemingly lifting the spirits of everyone present.

Unconsciously, Sha Xin opened his arms, closed his eyes, and let the breeze caress his face, feeling the gentle breeze far from the chaotic place.

Just then, a little girl emerged from the flock of sheep.

She had dark skin and wore bone ornaments. She stared blankly at the distant, outstretched arms of the murderer, who was lost in the silence.

Her eyes widened in shock. She knelt down and stammered, "A goddess descended from the holy mountain?"

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In the city of Lieyang, the warm sunlight shines down, and cloud boats, sails unfurled, float in mid-air.

"Your Majesty is too busy to come in person."

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Qin Song felt that his stay at Daxia for the past few days was not enough.

A peaceful country, a prosperous country, a country where the people's will is full of vitality—it's truly enviable.

Surrounded by such a peaceful environment, he felt his entire being relax and become languid—wasn't this the kind of world that Jinglan had been pursuing throughout the ages?

In such a world, he could also travel with ease, drink wine and gaze at the moon, and pursue the Great Dao.

Xie Cangrong might be right.

The Great Xia Dynasty is very suitable to be an administrator; perhaps—they are even more suitable to manage a country than sects.

However, desires are insatiable. Once one cultivates power, one is entitled to be superior to others. If one's mind is not properly cultivated, one will ultimately be trapped in desires. It would be extremely difficult to get cultivators from the four continents of immortals and demons to abide by the same rules as mortals, sacrifice some benefits, and obey management.

He glanced at another flying boat not far away and sighed inwardly.

There are always many conflicts between the Immortal Sect and the Great Xia Dynasty.

He can accommodate these contradictions, but most people probably can't.

Moreover, even he wouldn't accept the Great Xia's management of Jinglan's local territory now.

The future holds countless challenges for this nation. Under the leadership of this madly ambitious monarch, will it be headed for destruction or stride towards a brighter and more glorious future?

Xie Cangrong smiled and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. I don't have such airs."

Since the other party's sect leader had come, showing such respect, Xie Cangrong couldn't let them lose face. He hadn't been well-prepared when he arrived, but now that they were leaving, he should at least see them off and fulfill his due respect.

The Great Xia was sharp towards its enemies, but kind to its friends.

"Our Great Xia is a land of etiquette, and our teachers have taught us etiquette since childhood. When friends come from afar, the host will naturally see them off in person."

"I don't want the Immortal Venerable to return and tell others that my Great Xia Dynasty is full of uncouth and rude people."

Xie Cangrong glanced at another flying boat not far away, his words seemingly carrying a hidden meaning.

"Hahaha~"

Qin Song laughed heartily, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I, Jing Lan, am not that petty!"

Whether out of compliance with Xie Cangrong or not, his words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

He shook his head and sighed repeatedly, "It's truly a pity that I didn't get to see the magnificent landscapes of the Great Xia Dynasty on this trip."

He has a carefree and easygoing personality, but being placed in the position of sect leader has created many constraints, making it impossible for him to be carefree anymore.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved.

Seeing this new world and exchanging ideas with Xie Cangrong has greatly benefited him. He now has a certain understanding of how to manage a sect and its subordinate dynasties.

Furthermore, they have established a friendly cooperative intention with Daxia.

Even though staying in Great Xia was very comfortable, he still had to leave eventually.

As the head of a sect, he must always be stationed at the sect's gate.

Xie Cangrong laughed and said, "If the Immortal Venerable is unwilling to leave, he may stay a few more days and see the scenery of my Great Xia."

Qin Song waved his hand: "I am too busy with the affairs of the sect to stay any longer. Your Majesty, please take care. If you have the opportunity, please come and visit my Jinglan Sect. My sect will certainly treat Your Majesty as an honored guest."

"Okay, okay!"

He looked up at the immortal boat, and several officials from the Great Xia Dynasty exchanged glances with him.

Qin Song took Zhou Xin away, leaving Bai Ning and another person to treat Gong Qiao, and also left several disciples to communicate with the Great Xia. Similarly, Xie Cangrong also sent several envoys to Jing Lan.

Qin Song certainly can't come to Great Xia in person every time, and Xie Cangrong can't go to the Immortal and Demon Continents in person for the time being either.

The communication between the two leaders can be temporarily suspended.

However, the cooperation between the two sides has only just begun, and their exchanges will continue uninterrupted.

In the future, embassies of both sides will be established.

After all, they were allies who had already established a cooperative intention, and the situation and tasks of these ministers were much easier than those of Liu Bingxuan.

"It's getting late!"

Qin Song smiled, cupped his hands in greeting to Xie Cangrong, and said, "Your Majesty, we will be leaving now."

Xie Cangrong returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Immortal Venerable, have a safe journey. It's been a pleasure working with you."

"It's a pleasure working with you!"

The celestial boat rose with the wind and flew into the sky.

On the other hand, who are the two leaders pointing their sarcastic and sarcastic remarks at?

Compared to the warm atmosphere in Jinglan, Taihua was a completely different extreme.

Xie Cangrong obviously couldn't possibly come to see off the cultivator he had told to "get lost".

It was just a matter of maintaining appearances and formalities; they simply sent a few minor officials as a token gesture.

Gao Yilang watched with a sullen face as the cloud boat took off, then looked at Lu Junfeng and the other three who had come to see him off.

Chu Xiangyun, being so presumptuous and reckless, naturally wouldn't come to see him off.

This trip was terrible; he had never been so humiliated in front of mortals since he became a monk.

With a stern face, he said to Lu Junfeng, "Junior Brother Lu, I will report everything I have seen and heard on this trip to the sect."

This is the unfortunate reality of overseas assignments.

Whether a job is done well or not depends entirely on the mouth of the person who runs back and forth.

Lu Junfeng had no doubt that the person in front of him would pin all the blame on him, and even question his stance.

But—there was nothing he could do.

He only hoped that the sect would not disappoint him.

Ultimately, he was just a lower-middle-level disciple. The sect had granted him the status of a cultivator and allowed him to transcend social classes, and he would repay that debt little by little. However—this could not buy his entire life, and loyalty would gradually be eroded by repeated disappointments.

Xie Cangrong is a devil; his words will not be forgotten. They will simply take root in some corner of one's mind, occasionally resurrected, and exert their influence.

If only our sect could be on good terms with the Great Xia Dynasty —

He was somewhat lost in thought and didn't take Gao Yilang's harsh words to heart. He simply waved his hand casually and said, "Senior brother, please go ahead."

"snort!"

The cloud boat sets sail.

Both factions left one after the other.

"call----"

Xie Cangrong watched the immortal boat sail away and let out a soft sigh.

The battles during the chaos of the Demonic Sect were merely a facade.

More importantly, there are the subsequent impacts and the distribution of benefits.

This is where it truly ends.

The unknown events gave rise to many unforeseen variables.

Some benefits were not secured, and some secrets were not uncovered.

Overall, however, it's a good thing; everything is within our control.

The next round of diplomatic maneuvering by the Immortal Alliance, the invasion by the Demonic Sect —

It may arrive tomorrow, or it may take a long time.

"Gentlemen!"

He smiled, then turned to a few trusted followers behind him: "The outsiders are gone. Now, let's build the nation!"

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Ultimately, it all comes down to national strength.

He has won another move, gaining so many intangible resources that he needs to apply to the country as soon as possible.

For some reason, I heard the leader say something like that.

The loyal ministers present were shaken, and for no apparent reason, they felt a lump in their throats.

Willpower gradually faded away.

When the chaos ended, the world was devastated, and the land was in ruins.

They looked helplessly at the grieving people, unsure of where to go next.

At this moment, the spirited young leader stepped forward. He stood before the crowd, before the soldiers, before the thousands of bewildered people, his eyes filled with confidence and pride, and he proclaimed in a clear voice, "Gentlemen, let us begin to build our nation!"

What a magnificent sight, what a spirited display!

There was no emotional encouragement, no flowery language.

It was just a simple and unpretentious call to action. But those who witnessed it firsthand will never forget this scene.

Why is he so admired?

Why did Xie Cangrong dislike the complicated sacrificial ceremony to heaven?

Those ceremonies cannot prove his coronation.

That moment, his loud call to arms in front of everyone, marked the beginning of his coronation as king.

Time passed, the country recovered, and developed rapidly, changing its appearance every day, but this monarch—seemed to have remained unchanged.

"yes!"

The two cloud boats broke out of the poisonous miasma of the abyss one after another and returned to this land that belonged to them.

One cloud boat landed towards the islands by the sea, while the other flew far to the east.

"How is Gao Yilang?"

Before Taihua's cloud boat had even landed, Xiao Zheng instantly appeared on the deck.

Jinglan's intervention completely disrupted Taihua's plans.

What should have been a benefactor offering help in times of need may now turn into a clown.

He was in charge of the operation, and he didn't want to hear any more bad news.

Unfortunately, Gao Yilang shook his head at him with a sullen face: "Elder Xiao, that emperor is arrogant and self-willed, despises the immortal sect, and even insults us, telling us to get out."

Very well, the worst-case scenario.

Gao Yilang was about to continue discussing Lu Junfeng's issue when Xiao Zheng interrupted him, pointing to the departing cloud boat and asking, "Where's Jinglan?"

Gao Yilang smirked: "Sect Master Jinglan personally came to Taihua to establish an alliance with Great Xia."

Good, or worse.

"Let's go! Return to the sect to report."

Compared to Jinglan, Taihua's face was utterly humiliated.

His mission failed, and everyone present failed.

Xiao Zheng didn't want to hear Gao Yilang say any more, so he just waved his hand.

His figure flashed and he was gone in an instant.

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