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

Chapter 96 Rules, Shelter

The moment Xie Cangrong imprinted the jade seal, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had gathered around him like a vortex began to spread outwards from him.

This world is also changing.

Gong Qiao, seated in her wheelchair, gazed at the monarch on the sacrificial altar, her thoughts wandering. Her hands rested on the wheelchair's handles, allowing her to feel every detail of the tools, every subtle change; she could control them, she could understand them—

Qi Xiu stood at the forefront of the court officials, his eyes vacant as he gazed at the imperial edict atop the ceiling. He could see that the rules were far greater and more magnificent, enveloping the heavens and earth, and all things and beings were obliged to obey them!

Thousands of miles away, amidst the lush fields, the rice seedlings swayed in the wind. An old man stood on the land, his old eyes lowered, staring blankly at the imperial edict dome. His vision broadened considerably; standing on the earth, he could feel its pulse, he could hear the calls of the countless plants he had planted with his own hands—

On the shore of the East China Sea, the scholar's robes fluttered in the wind. He gazed at the sea, his pure ideals soaring to the heavens. An invisible force emanated from him, his boundless spirit surging like the waves of the ocean.

In the north, the border between the barbarians and the Great Xia, stretched an endless expanse of grassland. Crimson dragon banners fluttered in the wind. A resolute general gripped his sword hilt, turning south with a gaze that seemed to pierce through space, seeing the billions of people of Great Xia, who stood guard here, their backs against a backdrop of countless lights. The soldiers' fearless shouts echoed in his ears—

Inside the restaurant, the calligraphy bestowed by the Emperor was framed and hung high. Ink dripped onto the paper, spreading out. The innkeeper quietly gazed at the story he had written, his mind completely absorbed—as if he had entered the world of his own writing, witnessing those fantastical and wondrous things—

Farmers, merchants, doctors, scholars, craftsmen, Taoist priests, monks—in an instant, countless people from all walks of life in the Great Xia Dynasty seemed to have sensed and felt the indescribable changes.

Change has begun.

At the foot of Mount Taihua, the boy, somewhat reluctant to part, said to the person before him, "Lord Liu, this is all I can do to see you off. Please take care."

Perhaps because he had lost Xie Cangrong and his value had greatly diminished, Taihua did not value him as much as Liu Bingxuan had imagined. They were quite casual and allowed him to go down the mountain and wander around aimlessly.

Liu Bingxuan cupped his hands in greeting, his smile serene: "Thank you for your care over the past four months, Immortal Master."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to sense something, raised his head, and looked towards the southwest.

Seeing that his expression was unusual, the boy asked with some concern, "Lord Liu, what's wrong?"

Liu Bingxuan came to his senses and smiled, "Perhaps I've become more open-minded and am thinking about some happy things."

He could sense that in that country, spanning tens of thousands of miles across borders, where his roots lay, a transformation was taking place.

It was as if a pearl had been wiped clean of dust, and it was shining with dazzling brilliance. What a magnificent and powerful force it was!

I wonder what the Great Xia will look like after he returns home?

That's really something to look forward to.

The boy smiled at him, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Is that so? That's wonderful! I wish Lord Liu a safe journey. Farewell!"

"Goodbye!"

After bidding farewell to the children and descending the mountain gate, the lush trees swayed gently in the wind, making the air seem a little heavier.

Once you leave the Immortal Gate, it feels like you're in another world altogether.

Liu Bingxuan narrowed his eyes, lowered his gaze and looked into the distance. In the distance, the village was bustling with activity, and wisps of smoke rose from its chimneys.

According to the boy, this place belongs to the territory of the secular Great Zhou Dynasty.

What were the dynasties like here?

What are its characteristics? What is its potential?

His eyes gleamed, and he smiled unconsciously.

He didn't come here to stay in Taihua to cultivate immortality; even gathering intelligence was secondary.

What he wants is the rise of the world!

He wants to create momentum, he wants to bring about change, he wants to stir up a storm.

Next, he wanted to make preparations to bring the power of the Great Xia Dynasty to this region.

Once the stamp was affixed, the first task was complete.

Xie Cangrong seemed to feel less pressure, and his mind was clear. He held the jade seal, let out a soft breath, and turned to look behind him. The civil and military officials of the Great Xia Dynasty were also lined up neatly, standing below the stage looking up at him.

Next, the second thing.

"Secondly, we establish the ironclad law of Heaven and Earth. Officials who enter the court will receive the national register and be protected by the national fortune of our Great Xia. All the hundreds of millions of people of our Great Xia must abide by the law. Those who abuse their power to violate prohibitions or bully the weak will be punished according to the law. The thirteen circuits and seven prefectures of Great Xia will all abide by this agreement, protecting the Way with people, not using the Way to oppress people."

Xie Cangrong casually waved his hand, and another book flew over. This was a new law compiled by Qi Xiu and his troops in collaboration with Xie Cangrong, combining the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty with the characteristics of cultivators, after several discussions and revisions.

The four characters "大夏律典" (Great Xia Code) were written above in a flowing, elegant style.

Compared to the first event, which altered the grand scheme of things, the second event places greater emphasis on humanistic principles and the power of the imperial court—

Management, it seemed, was much weaker and did not cause Xie Cangrong much pressure or discomfort.

Less pressure may mean less change.

Perhaps, this power is also small.

Xie Cangrong didn't have time to think further; he simply took the jade seal and pressed it onto the "Great Xia Code".

The next instant, all the civil and military officials fell silent. They seemed to feel some great power bestowed upon them, and in the darkness, they felt as if they were being protected by something.

From high-ranking officials to local magistrates, everyone who belonged to the imperial court received certain gifts.

Not all paths in life are suitable for becoming an official.

For example, researchers like Gong Qiao cannot become government officials.

The most important role of officials is coordination and management, receiving orders from above, and fulfilling their duties.

Not everyone has extraordinary talent, and they may not necessarily be able to obtain the power of cultivation. Xie Cangrong needs to provide protection for officials, who represent the imperial court and his power machine.

Xie Cangrong didn't allow them to abuse their power, but rather provided them with radiating protection, with greater protection given to higher-ranking officials. If a cultivator killed an official without cause, they would have to bear the consequences of a backlash.

If an official has problems and is demoted, dismissed, or imprisoned, then that protection will also disappear.

This is to prevent large-scale massacres of officials and disruption of the state apparatus after the awakening of extraordinary power.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The officials paused for a moment, but those who reacted quickly bowed respectfully to Xie Cangrong.

Standing at the very front, Qi Xiu's eyes grew brighter as he watched Xie Cangrong press the national seal onto the legal code, and his aura rose steadily.

His understanding of the Way has become even more refined.

After finishing the second matter, Xie Cangrong paused, his gaze sweeping across the room. Inadvertently, it lingered on Lu Junfeng and the others before he looked eastward. His gaze was extremely distant, his will seemingly traversing space and reaching the place where the sky and sea meet.

"Thirdly, with the power to open up mountains and rivers and protect the nation, using our national treasure, the Jade Seal, as our eyes, and with our prosperous national strength to suppress any evil spirits from foreign lands that enter our territory with murderous intent, they shall be suppressed by our great power to protect the nation!"

One last thing: beyond the vast ocean, there are the four continents of immortals and demons, whose depths are unknown!

He can't wield the iron fist of imperialism every time someone comes.

Taihua was relatively easy to talk to. The monk was rude, but he was only one person and it was directed at him, so it was easy to handle.

If in the future, a large-scale invasion occurs, targeting not only himself but also the entire Great Xia and its people, then it will be very troublesome.

When the Great Xia Dynasty weakens, its national fortune will also weaken. When it weakens, it will be unable to protect the country, thus creating a vicious cycle.

Therefore, he used the imperial seal and other national treasures as his eyes and the power of the nation's destiny as fuel to establish such a long-term and effective defense mechanism and set up rules, similar to a sect's protective array, which restrained invaders.

Xie Cangrong's voice was firm, exuding an unquestionable authority.

As his words fell, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble, gathering the will of all people. Boundless power converged into the jade seal, transforming into a stream of light that soared into the sky, radiating a light more dazzling than the sun.

Slowly, it sank into the ground and disappeared.

It disappeared, yet it seems to be everywhere.

Lu Junfeng stared blankly, feeling a mysterious sense of unease. He felt as if a divine will was warning him not to harbor ill intentions or commit heinous acts.

So, can a country, a dynasty, really go down this path? This is completely different from the secular dynasties in the world of immortals and demons.

The Great Xia's foundation is astonishing. Even though there aren't many cultivators here, and they all seem to be ordinary people—he inexplicably felt that such a country could really be bullied by the Demonic Sect? Could it really need the protection of their Immortal Alliance?

All three things have been said.

From this day forward, the world will be transformed.

Xie Cangrong didn't know where the future lay.

However, the Great Xia Dynasty will not stop.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the silent crowd below the stage, and said in a low voice: "May Heaven and Earth and all people bear witness to my great wish, may our mountains and rivers endure forever, and may our Great Xia Dynasty prosper forever."

After the words were spoken, everything returned to calm.

The grand ceremony to worship Heaven has now come to an end.

The Great Xia is moving forward, changing with each passing day, at an incredible speed.

However, the Fifth Continent of Great Xia is isolated overseas. Apart from Lu Junfeng and his four companions from Taihua who are stationed here, no one in the four continents of Immortal and Demon knows what kind of changes are taking place here.

The news of what happened in the Great Xia Dynasty reached the ears of the higher-ups of several major sects, and an invisible wind began to blow, causing ripples to appear on the calm lake.

Some inconspicuous actions are underway.

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Taihua activated its grand formation, recalled its disciples, sealed off its mountain gates, and guarded the western region. The sect leader's original plan to gather the strength of the entire sect to break through the poisonous miasma of the tens of thousands of miles of abyss sea and open a passage was thus halted.

The same was true for the Wuxiang Zen sect in the northwest. Because of the fall of Venerable Cihui, its power was weakened, and even the white elephant demon guarding the mountain gate rebelled and caused chaos in the mortal world. In addition, the Huoxin sect, which belonged to the demonic sect of the other half of the continent, was sharpening its knives and was ready to fight. Everyone in the realm of the Zen sect was terrified.

Zen Buddhism also activated a grand formation to seal off the boundary.

However, during this time, there was a Buddha's light, as if a person walked out of the Zen temple, chanting Buddhist mantras, making a great vow, and carrying the hopes of countless people, into that chaotic place.

At the Blood Slaughtering Holy Continent, on the border of the Blood Sea, a gentle breeze carries the stench of blood, and the Blood Sea surges and rolls on.

His murderous intent remained unchanged as he stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the sea.

The Sea of ​​Blood is strange; the farther you rush in, the stronger the repulsive force you will encounter.

He had lost count of how many times he had failed.

But he wanted to see what lay at the end of the sea of ​​blood.

Fortunately, he has been making progress.

He discovered that with each step forward, he needed to allocate the amount of mana he used, as if he were playing a game or solving a puzzle. As long as he got it right, he could move forward.

As he pondered, his subordinate's voice came from beside him: "Master, the Holy Continent is in chaos, and the Demonic Sect is in chaos."

Bai Mu knelt on one knee: "The news of the Great Xia has spread far and wide. The Blood Sea Sect, the Bone Blade Sect, and the Soul Refining Sect have all begun to gather their forces and prepare to march west."

"I understand."

To Bai Mu's surprise, the leader of the Blood Slaughter Holy Cult, the nominal leader of the Demonic Sect, remained terrifyingly calm upon hearing the news, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

Bai Mu paused, then couldn't help but ask, "Master, this—then what should we do?"

Should they head west together? Or should they keep these sects in check?

Killing Heart said indifferently, "Let them go."

"this----"

"Master, Li Shanhai of the Blood Sea Sect has openly disrespected you, summoning all sects of the Holy Continent to march west. If he is allowed to occupy the new continent, I fear I will have no chance against you—"

Since taking power, Sha Xin has implemented reforms that have already provoked discontent among many sects.

He rarely made a move and couldn't intimidate the powerful figures. If it weren't for the Blood Slaughter Holy Sect's formidable strength, the Demonic Sect would probably have run into problems long ago.

If the Blood Sea Sect were to command the heroes and expand westward to occupy the Fifth Continent, with the resources and population of the Fifth Continent expanding, it might establish another demonic sect that would overshadow the Holy Sect and the nominal leader of the current demonic sect.

In his view, the only options were to either suppress all the powerful figures and prevent anyone from making a move, or for the Holy Sect, as the leader of the demonic sects, to also venture westward.

Letting the Blood Sea Sect overstep its bounds and lead a group of people westward—what kind of nonsense is this?

Sha Xin glanced at him and said calmly, "Are you afraid he'll replace me?"

Bai Mu remained silent: ————

Looking at the churning waves of blood, Sha Xin said calmly, "Let's talk about it when he returns safely!"

Bai Mu paused, then asked, "Hmm? Master, what do you mean?"

The news from the Fifth Continent was indeed strange; it spread throughout the Blood Slaughter Holy Continent in a very short time, as if someone were stirring things up.

Furthermore, a highly capable Zen master also perished in Daxia.

This westward expedition is probably not going to be a good thing.

But since the cult leader sensed something was wrong, why didn't he stop it?

Although the Immortal Alliance has encountered problems, it still holds a significant advantage over the Demonic Sect. If there is any danger, these cultivators should be recalled.

He didn't answer, but instead asked, "Does anyone in the Holy Church want to expand westward?"

Bai Mu shook his head: "No."

"That's fine then."

"Let them go! We don't need those people anyway!"

Killing Heart smiled: "If you want new life to grow, you have to gouge out the festering sores and squeeze out the pus and blood—"

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