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

Chapter 93 Changes in the Immortal and Demon Realms

At Taihua Sect, night fell, and everything was peaceful.

Tiny spirit stones adorn the house, radiating a soft glow.

Today seems no different from any other day.

"Lord Liu, are you comfortable staying at my immortal sect?"

The boy who had received Liu Bingxuan and his party came to visit. They sat in the courtyard, drinking tea and gazing up at the bright moon in the sky.

Cultivation transcends time; the immortal mountains are ethereal and devoid of worldly concerns.

Liu Bingxuan seemed somewhat lost in thought today.

Liu Bingxuan smiled and said to him, "The immortal sect's hospitality is of course excellent."

After arriving at Taihua Sect, Liu Bingxuan lived a very peaceful life.

He did nothing. The thirty-odd people quietly stayed in the residence assigned to him by the sect, asking no questions and inquiring about nothing. He was excessively low-key.

The boy smiled and replied, "That's good—that's good—"

Despite his childlike appearance, he was quite experienced in receiving guests.

Liu Bingxuan suddenly asked, "Does the Immortal Master know what day it is today?"

The boy raised an eyebrow: "Hmm? What day is it?"

"Today is the day of the Lunar New Year in my Great Xia Dynasty."

"New Year? Oh—maybe it's the Shengyuan Festival of our Great Zhou Dynasty."

Although they share the same language, the cultures, festivals, and customs of the two separate civilizations are quite different.

Liu Bingxuan smiled, offering no further explanation, and simply nodded: "Pretty much, pretty much~"

"Is Lord Liu homesick?"

Liu Bingxuan shook his head: "I'm just a little disappointed. I'm of dull talent and haven't made any progress in my cultivation. Being born into the mortal world, it's true that I can't calm my mind. I wonder if the immortal master would allow me and my wife and servants to go down the mountain together to see the beautiful scenery of this secular place?"

"Um?"

The boy frowned slightly and said, "Lord Liu, you may not know this, but our place is not like the Great Xia. People with extraordinary strength are everywhere and difficult to manage. If you are not careful, you may endanger your life. If you want to go down the mountain, I need to inform my master and get his permission first."

Liu Bingxuan did not insist, but simply smiled and nodded, saying, "Of course, of course. Please inform them, Immortal Master."

"Um!

""

Having brought this topic to a close, the boy seemed to have thought of something and asked him, "I have never left Taihua. I wonder what the Great Xia is like on Lord Liu's side?"

Liu Bingxuan paused, then smiled at him and said, "Great Xia—Great Xia is probably setting off fireworks right now, our Great Xia—"

Unlike Lu Junfeng, Liu Bingxuan was not stingy and unwilling to say anything.

Instead, he openly and generously told the boy about the scenery and culture of the Great Xia.

The boy listened and couldn't help but sigh, "I see—it is indeed quite different from the secular dynasties here."

There is a difference in their mental outlook.

This dynasty is too young, only four years old.

The dynasties here have lasted for at least several hundred years.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned to Liu Bingxuan and asked, "With such talent as Lord Liu, why don't you want to be emperor?"

"Um?"

Liu Bingxuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the boy again.

This boy had a childlike face and had never seen the Great Xia National Day before. Based on his own values, he uttered some presumptuous words, making it hard for anyone to doubt him.

Liu Bingxuan glanced around subconsciously, then said somewhat nervously, "Immortal Master, you mustn't say such things! Our Great Xia only has one Emperor. I, Liu, have never had any improper thoughts, nor any intention to overstep my bounds."

"Hehe~"

The boy chuckled, seemingly mocking Liu Bingxuan's timidity, and said to him, "We're just chatting idly. Lord Liu, don't be nervous. You've already stepped into the immortal realm, what are you afraid of, a worldly emperor?"

"Furthermore, we are separated from your Great Xia by countless miles, and the emperor is not a mind reader; how could he possibly listen to us?"

Liu Bingxuan shook his head: "This is extremely disrespectful, and I, Liu, would never dare to say it."

The boy's words seemed to carry a strange allure, striking straight to the heart: "Lord Liu, do you truly have no thoughts whatsoever?"

"no."

"Immortal Master, let's not mention this matter again."

Don't rush~

The boy waved his hand with a smile and poured tea for Liu Bingxuan again: "Even if the current ruler of Great Xia is a wise ruler, he is still a mortal. He cannot compare to Lord Liu in attaining immortality and cannot withstand the passage of time. Will he still be wise in fifty years? If he is wise, will his descendants be wise as well?"

"Lord Liu, do you know why my Great Zhou and Great Yan dynasties of Heming Continent have been able to exist for hundreds of years?"

"This is because our religious society interfered with the administration, allowing the British ruler to ascend the throne."

The boy, holding a teacup, smiled and said to Liu Bingxuan, "The world belongs to all people, not just the royal family. Lord Liu, having ascended to the path of immortality, must also miss your hometown. Why not take charge for yourself?"

"If Lord Liu has any such intentions, I'm sure my master would be willing to lend a helping hand."

A wise ruler?

Different perspectives lead to different definitions of a wise ruler.

Will the wise ruler needed by a sect be the same as the wise ruler needed by a dynasty?

Liu Bingxuan glanced at him again, then said with a serious expression, "Immortal Master, let's not mention this matter again."

The boy wasn't annoyed. His eyes seemed to see right through Liu Bingxuan's mind. He just chuckled and said, "Hehe~ There's still plenty of time. It's just tea and idle chatter anyway. Lord Liu, please don't take it to heart."

South of Blood Slaughter Holy Continent and north of Deer Spirit Continent, the main force of the Immortal Alliance, lies a territory belonging to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, which shelters the spirits of all the demons in the world.

Monsters are born with powerful physical strength, but they need a very long time and a very high talent to develop their intelligence; otherwise, they are nothing more than ferocious monsters. Cultivators kill them, enslave them, and use their blood and bones to refine pills and weapons.

Only in the ideal land pioneered by the ancient sages of demons and beasts, and in the place where powerful demons reside, can they find a stable place to live.

Located at the border, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is in an awkward position, belonging neither to the immortals nor the demons. Some righteous sects believe that demons are fierce and should be exterminated by the demonic path, while some evil spirits also frequently harass the borders of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.

Neither side liked them, and during wartime, they were often used and recruited as cannon fodder.

Now that the old king is dead, the situation is turbulent.

"boom!"

A tremendous roar erupted, sending earth and rocks flying.

"roar!"

With a deafening roar, a colossal bear, its size obscuring the sky, rose from the ground and shattered the mountains with a single slap.

"Xiong Ang, don't be so stubborn!"

At the same time, two sharp shouts rang out.

A dragon soared through the clouds and danced, while a hundred-foot-tall argali sheep raised its hooves, its head and horns bristling, and suddenly rammed into the chest of the giant bear.

The clash between the powerful demonic beasts caused the earth to shake and the heavens and earth to collapse.

"Forehead----"

The powerful impact only caused the giant bear to stagger and cough up a mouthful of blood.

"Get out of here!!!"

Its eyes were bloodshot, and it roared savagely.

It withstood the ram's charge, its claws gripping its body tightly. A powerful and profound magical force rippled outwards, causing countless mountains to spring up from the earth and pierce through its flesh.

As the blood splattered, it shuddered.

"Forehead----"

Before anyone knew it, the powerful current had already pierced through its chest.

"roll!!!"

It gritted its teeth fiercely, raised its head and roared, drawing power from the earth, lifting up the argali sheep in front of it, which was larger than a mountain, and slammed it down on the dragon beside it.

Immediately afterwards, it transformed into a streak of light and darted eastward. At the same time, a petite white figure flashed out from its body.

The giant bear tossed out a jade talisman that landed on him: "Go to the sacred land of the withered forest in the east, I'll hold them off."

"Master————"

"Go now!!! You have to survive, no matter what!"

"----yes!"

A white shadow flashed by, and the giant bear stopped running and stood still, waiting for the two demon saints to fly over.

His body was covered in wounds. He coldly stared at the two demons flying towards him and roared, "Long Yue, Yang Qi, you two traitors!"

"Treason? Now you're the one who's a traitor!"

"Enough talk! Let's get started!"

A quarter of an hour later, the giant bear's body crashed to the ground, its scarlet eyes wide open, filled with savagery, blood flowing like a river, its flesh gradually transforming into mountains.

"Um?

""

The argali sheep shrank in size, looked around, and frowned, asking, "Where did the little thing go?"

The dragon soared through the clouds, its gaze fixed on the distant horizon: "He's heading towards the Sacred Land of the Withered Forest."

The argali snorted coldly: "Dare to go to the forbidden area?! You're courting death!"

"No need to chase them. The Blood Bone Poison Mist will dissolve their bones and blood on its own. Let's go!"

"good!"

Unbeknownst to them, the white figure disappeared into the deep forest, the jade talisman given by the giant bear hanging properly around its neck, radiating a gentle power that even the blood and bone poison mist powerful enough to melt the Great Sage of Demons could not touch.

It doesn't know what the scenery around it is, or where it is.

All it knew was to run forward and survive.

Heading towards that place where no demons have ever set foot since time immemorial.

"Master, the intelligence is accurate. The people of the Taihua Sect have returned. Beyond the Abyss Sea Poisonous Miasma, there is a fifth continent, ruled by a Great Xia Emperor—"

"It is under the control of the state, and although there seem to be no cultivators there, it possesses abundant spiritual veins and mineral deposits."

Beside the sea of ​​blood, withered branches sway.

A figure flashed by, kneeling on one knee behind the person who was gazing at the sea with their hands behind their back, and reported in a deep voice.

The Demonic Sect is not a single sect, but the sum of the demonic paths of one and a half continents. In this chaotic land where living beings are valued as wealth, the powerful Blood Slaughter Holy Sect has established the rules.

The current leader ascended to the throne after killing the old leader, and his name is Killing Heart.

No one knows how strong he is, and few know what he wants to do.

All that is known is that he liked to gaze at the sea, often looking out from beside the Blood Sea, and that his supernatural powers mostly came from his enlightenment gained from gazing at the sea.

Sha Xin lowered his eyes slightly and murmured softly, "The Fifth Continent—Great Xia—"

"There is another matter. The Venerable Cihui of the Wuxiang Zen sect has passed away. The white elephant that guards the sect destroyed the mountain gate and defected. The specific reasons have not yet been investigated, but it seems to be related to the fifth continent."

"The Zen sect suffered a great loss, and the Delusion Sect intended to mobilize manpower to fight against the Zen sect."

Sha Xin simply shook his head: "That old bald monk isn't that simple. If he doesn't want Bai Xiang to leave, Bai Xiang can't leave no matter what. Ci Hui is dead, but someone will take his place. Go and tell Mei Yue, if you trust me, do nothing; if you don't trust me, let her be."

"yes!"

Bai Mu paused, then asked, "The Hundred-Image Demon knows more than I do, so why hasn't he sent a message?"

Kill Heart spoke calmly, devoid of any emotion, simply saying, "He sold the information to others. Haven't you noticed that many people are already restless?"

"this----"

Bai Mu remained silent for a moment. Seeing that the sect leader seemed to have no reaction to the Fifth Continent, he advised Sha Xin, "Sect Leader, our Holy Continent is barren and has no spiritual veins. This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. Should we send the people of the Demon Slayer Path out to sea?"

The Holy Church has developed into what it is today largely due to the barrenness of this place and the lack of spiritual energy.

If the leader is determined to reform, backup support is absolutely essential.

The emergence of the Fifth Continent presents an opportunity.

It's an opportunity for the Immortal Alliance, and an even greater opportunity for the Holy Sect.

If the Immortal Alliance were to take over, the Holy Church would not be far from its demise.

Sha Xin simply shook his head and said calmly, "Even if I forbid it, someone else will go."

"Bai Mu, take a look first, don't rush."

Those who die on the crest of the wave are the impatient ones.

Upon hearing this, Bai Mu swayed slightly, but ultimately agreed, "Yes!"

Then, it transformed into a gentle breeze and disappeared.

A sea of ​​blood surged, and a gust of demonic wind swept through.

Only the Holy Sect Leader remains here.

He gazed at the sea of ​​blood in the distance, his figure gradually fading away.

The next instant, they appeared above the vast sea of ​​blood.

But then, as if affected by something, the sea of ​​blood began to surge violently, with wave after wave of blood crashing against the shore.

An endless, immense force pressed down on his murderous intent; the farther and faster he went, the stronger the repulsive force he would encounter.

He was then bounced back even faster.

The figure crashed into the shore, leaving a human-shaped crater.

Looking around, countless dense impact marks have been left on the cliffs and reefs.

"Your Majesty, the 236 spirit mines in Lieyang and Qingzhou have all completed their spirit gathering. They can produce 10 to 20 superior spirit stones, 40 to 50 good spirit stones, and 80 to 90 inferior spirit stones per day. The craftsmen have already gone south to explore and search for spirit lands."

Compared to the turbulent situation in the four continents of immortals and demons, the Great Xia region was much more peaceful.

The people continued their peaceful lives as always, and the officials continued to carry out their daily work as always.

Three months have passed since the New Year.

The Immortal Alliance has remained calm and has not sent anyone else so far.

Meanwhile, the Great Xia seized this opportunity of stability to rapidly assimilate the knowledge and technology gained from the cultivators, gradually spreading outwards from Lieyang City as its center.

At the same time, standardized reforms were carried out on the statistics and management of spirit stones, which were divided into three levels: excellent, good, and bad.

After the New Harvest Gathering, Lu Junfeng seemed to have acted unusually, becoming much more enthusiastic. Xie Cangrong didn't invite him, but Lu Junfeng took the initiative to meet with Xie Cangrong, sharing a lot of knowledge about spirit mine exploration and spirit-gathering mining with the Great Xia.

This greatly accelerated the research and development process of the Great Xia Spirit Gathering Mining Project.

Anyway—Lu Junfeng didn't share any core secrets about the sect. His master said that as long as he didn't talk about the sect's core matters and didn't betray the sect, he could make his own decisions on everything else.

He didn't ask for anything in return.

The greatest rewards are often found in selfless acts of kindness.

People always need to have something to strive for.

"Um----"

Xie Cangrong nodded slightly in agreement, then asked, "How much spirit stone reserve does our dynasty currently have?"

A meticulous official stood before him and reported in a deep voice: "Three hundred and sixty-two superior spirit stones, one thousand eight hundred and seventy-one good spirit stones, and three thousand one hundred and twenty-two inferior spirit stones."

"Not enough—"

Xie Cangrong gently shook his head.

Apart from the spirit stones consumed by mechanics and law enforcement officers, and those used for communication, spirit stone research and development, the rest are strictly monitored and collected.

News always gets out, and naturally, spiritual objects become objects of desire.

Since the beginning of the new year, Xie Cangrong has already executed three audacious ministers.

This can be considered a temporary restraint on human greed.

The spirit stones accumulated now seem like a lot, but looking at the vast Great Xia Dynasty with its hundreds of millions of inhabitants, it is still far too little.

Juling has few mines and little savings.

Not enough!

Therefore, even if Ling Shi's scientific research makes progress, such as in lighting and communication, he cannot make it public to benefit the people, because once it starts, it cannot be stopped, and these processes need to be advanced slowly.

After reporting his work, the meticulous Minister of the Ordnance Bureau left.

Immediately afterwards, another refined-looking minister entered Zhaolin Pavilion and reported to Xie Cangrong: "Your Majesty, the altar for worshipping Heaven has been erected and the Ministry of Rites is ready."

"Ten days later, Your Majesty may ascend the platform to offer sacrifices to Heaven and proclaim this to the world."

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