Descending to the Mortal World

Li Qi slapped the ground with one hand, and the earth's energy surged into his microcosm, while the mountain's energy flew out.

Then, a strong sandstorm swept in, threatening to cover the sacrificial site. Even Old Ma was not used to the sandstorm.

Li Qi condensed a ball of water vapor in his hand, which turned into clear water. He then boiled it with Fire Qi and poured the hot soup over it.

This method was used in the Earth Oil Realm; it was a rain-praying ritual.

Then, he tapped the ground with his foot, raised his voice, and sang a clear, passionate, and generous song.

But then a strong wind was seen rising in the sky.

Li Qi took another sip of water and then spat it out.

White vapor rose from the water mist, like smoke from a furnace, ascending several feet before disappearing into the sky.

The heavens commanded the water, and instantly clouds and rain gathered, shouts and cheers arose, thunder and lightning darkened the daytime, a long roar of energy filled the air, and dust and smoke rose.

It was a desert, but suddenly it started raining heavily.

The heavy rain fell, and soon the sandstorm was extinguished by the rain. Then, just a few dozen seconds later, the heavy rain stopped.

This doesn't look like rain at all; it looks more like someone is pouring water from the sky in a basin.

The whole thing only took a minute or two, barely managing to quell the sandstorm.

Wang Baiyan, watching from the side, was amazed by the stench and clicked her tongue in wonder, "Impressive! It's said that Shaman have the ability to manipulate celestial phenomena. It's truly wondrous. But why doesn't this rain last long?"

Li Qi replied irritably, "The method of praying for rain is to borrow the water vapor of heaven and earth. This is a desert, how much water vapor could there be? I only managed to get this rain by borrowing the energy of the earth to draw water from underground. Stop looking, there are people in the distance, go and see what's going on."

The Shaman's ability to observe qi allows him to directly see the different types of qi, so while Wang Baiyan was completely unaware, Li Qi had already seen the qi in the distance.

Seemingly attracted by the sudden thunderstorm phenomenon, many people are gathering and heading towards this place.

Li Qi urged Wang Baiyan to go and see, feeling quite surprised that there were so many people in such a vast desert.

Shouldn't deserts be completely deserted?

However, Wang Baiyan replied, "No need, I know what it is. It should be the tribe that lives here."

"This small world is divided into two categories, each residing at the north and south ends. One category is similar to a civilized country, calling itself the King of Thousand Mountains. The place it is located in is similar to the many kingdoms of Baiyue. That is also the place I want, because there is agriculture there, and everyone lives peacefully according to their village, respecting the king's way and following the teachings."

"And in this desert there is also a tribe whose people all have braided hair, gold earrings, and their hair is tied back with colored silk. They worship knives and bows and live by herding and plundering."

"We can ignore what's here. After you've inquired about the Heavenly Dao here, we can head straight south."

Li Qi lit the altar and asked, "This desert, grazing? What kind of grazing?"

Wang Baiyan replied, "This is just a desert. If we go south, it's only a few hundred miles to the grassland. We're already at the edge of this world. I've already explored and become familiar with this place. You just need to focus on communicating with the Heavenly Dao. I'll handle the local customs and traditions."

Li Qi sighed, "Have you ever thought about why we have to travel hundreds of miles to reach their grasslands, only to find them here?"

"Why think about those things? It's just a small, insignificant world. Without the protection of the Heavenly Dao, we can take whatever we want as we please. Even if ten thousand people came, they wouldn't be a match for us. Let's start the sacrifice quickly," Wang Baiyan urged.

Upon hearing this, Li Qi immediately abandoned the idea of erecting an altar and instead looked at Wang Baiyan.

He said, "Brother Wang, the people in this world are also people."

"To save 100,000 people in the Hundred Forests Kingdom, I would have to put millions, even tens of millions, of people in this world into your hands and subject them to your oppression. What do you think I would choose? Do you think I would act to save 100,000 people while letting millions suffer?"

Upon hearing Li Qi's words, Wang Baiyan looked embarrassed and immediately bowed to admit his mistake. "Brother Li is absolutely right. I was wrong. I will go and ask what the people over there look like."

"No need, I'll go and see for myself." This time, Li Qi didn't listen to Wang Baiyan's words, but said directly, then mounted his Old Ma and flew away into the distance.

That's right, he had Old Ma fly over directly, which was faster.

The journey was only a dozen or twenty miles, and the Old Ma would arrive in no time.

Upon arrival, they found an army of ordinary people, all armed with leather armor and swords, bows on their backs, and arrows with six or seven inches in diameter, shaped like chisels—all ordinary weapons.

The entire army consisted of ordinary people, with only a few officers practicing some crude martial arts techniques.

However, this army of mortals looked battered and exhausted, like a remnant of a defeated force.

In that mortal army, the leading general had lost an arm. The wound had been bandaged, but it was still bleeding. Most of the other soldiers were also wounded. In this desert, they looked like an army doomed to die.

At this moment, inside that army.

"Rain in the desert, ha ha! Heaven has not forsaken us, Balahan! Head over there!" The leading general laughed loudly, "My children! It's pouring rain and thunderstorms over there, there must be a water source, we won't die of thirst!"

The wounded soldiers were greatly encouraged, and they all mustered a little strength from their bodies and desperately trudged through the desert, limping towards the place where it was raining.

However, the rain stopped in less than a few minutes, and the previously dense thunderclouds dissipated as if from an illusion, leaving the remaining troops stunned in place.

A staff officer, with a mournful face and a sorrowful voice, said, "I have heard that there is a strange phenomenon in the desert called 'Mirage Castle,' which is a fleeting illusion, half-bright and half-disappearing, and disappearing in the blink of an eye, just like waking up from a dream. We have probably encountered such a phenomenon. In this desert, where can we expect rain?"

The general Balahan also looked sad, even a little cowardly.

But he immediately rallied and brandished his scimitar with his only remaining hand. The scimitar flashed like a full moon and exploded with a thunderous roar in the desert, startling the other soldiers who had fallen into despair.

"Mirage Castle is just a reflection of light and shadow, but we clearly heard thunder and water earlier, so it couldn't be fake. It's probably just that there's not much water in the desert, so it's not raining much, but there must still be puddles on the ground. Let's go over there. There's always a way out!" he shouted, and then led the way toward the place where it was raining.

Is there really a way out ahead?

Have no idea.

He insisted that it wasn't Mirage Castle, but real. But did he really know?

Of course it's fake. How could he possibly know? He's never even heard of Mirage Castle. It's all made up.

However, the soldiers must be given false hope in order for them to go out.

Let's go, there's still a glimmer of hope.

If they don't leave, they will inevitably turn into withered bones in the desert.

But they had only taken a few steps when the soldiers suddenly looked up and exclaimed in alarm, "A horse is flying!"

Balahan looked up, his heart filled with horror.

There really were horses flying!

The horse was pure black, probably eight feet tall at the shoulder, with some parts of its body covered in blue scales. It trod on auspicious clouds, striding with its head held high, displaying outstanding heroic bearing. Its flight was accompanied by thunderous roars, with blue-black lightning snakes following it all around. With each thunderclap, the remaining horses of the remnant army knelt down, trembling and afraid to raise their heads, as if they were being suppressed by some kind of status.

"A deity!?"

"Is it a god descending to earth?!"

"Look, look!"

The appearance of the Dragon Steed caused a stir.

Balahan looked up at the sky, his heart filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Are there really gods and immortals in this world?

Leaving aside the reactions of the remnants of the army, Li Qi, high in the sky, was focused on the distance.

From the heavens, Li Qi saw traces of Technique Method behind this defeated army.

Are there simple practitioners in this world?

These all seem to be low-level tactics, but none of these people noticed.

Even that general, who only used ordinary martial arts Cultivation Method, only had a punch with a force of eight or nine hundred jin, which was no different from Li Qi, who was a boatman before.

This is such a trashy Cultivation Method, even worse than the Wave-Pushing Strength. I doubt anyone in the world would even bother with it.

Wave-Pushing Strength three years of training, one can develop a strength of seven or eight hundred jin (300-400 kg). But look at that general; he must have had at least twenty years of experience.

Having confirmed the situation, Li Qi turned and left.

If they were refugees, he would definitely offer his help.

However, if an organized army has fallen into this predicament, then it is the result of a battle between the two armies. Li Qi saw that they also had Sha Qi on them, and they did not seem to be a benevolent army. Therefore, it would be improper for him to interfere in the matter of victory or defeat.

So these remnants of the army should just pray for their own good fortune.

Li Qi turned back and left, leaving the army below to lament.

However, before he left, he heard the general shout loudly to the soldiers below, "Hahaha! I, Balahan, have roamed the world, only to regret a narrow defeat. But now, a celestial being has come to guide me. It must be the Heaven's Will! My children, follow the path pointed out by the celestial being. There will surely be a way out ahead! That is where I, Balahan, will rise again!"

Upon hearing this, Li Qi turned around and glanced back.

This man certainly has some spirit.

Therefore, Li Qi looked around in the sky and found that there was indeed a patch of water vapor in the distance, which should be an oasis.

He sped off toward the oasis and disappeared from sight.

God helps those who help themselves.

Perhaps it was Heaven's Will that brought me here.

Then, he turned around and went back to Wang Baiyan's side.

However, as soon as Li Qi landed, both Wang Baiyan and he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"Brother Li, what... what did you do?" Wang Baiyan asked in astonishment.

Li Qi looked at himself. "Nothing special happened, but what's going on?"

Because both of them sensed that the oppressive force of heaven and earth on Li Qi's body had disappeared.

Originally, he was suppressed to 80%, but now, there is no suppression at all, as if the Heavenly Dao of this place has accepted him.

Li Qi frowned and said in confusion, "I just helped those remnants over there... wait a minute."

"The Child of Destiny!"

"The Child of Destiny!"

The two men shouted in unison, looking towards the remnants of the army.

Wang Baiyan was overjoyed. "Good people are rewarded! The problem that I struggled to solve was solved by Brother Li as soon as he arrived. Now the sacrificial ceremony will definitely be successful, and the plan to grow grain here will definitely be completed. This world has tens of millions of people, and we can produce a mere 300,000 shi of grain. Haha, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly!"

By saving the Child of Destiny and freeing Li Qi from the rejection of the Heavenly Dao of this small world, communication will surely become smoother, and things might just work out!

Li Qi shook his head. "Don't be too happy yet. Heavenly Dao is ruthless and has no likes or dislikes. It will only choose the best option for the world under the current circumstances. If it thinks that you can't grow crops in this world, then we still have to fight it out."

"Let's not talk about Refining the Heavenly Way, we don't have that ability. At the very least, we have to beat him until he doesn't dare to stop us."

"That's true, Brother Li, please do as you say. I will follow your advice without question!" Wang Baiyan immediately replied.

Li Qi arrived here in less than a quarter of an hour and solved the problem that had troubled him for many years, so he also realized how to act in this small world.

Listen to Li Qi, you can't go wrong; he's good at this kind of thing.

In our small world, it's better to go with the Heaven's Will.

"Truly a true Shaman..." Wang Baiyan exclaimed.

"Huh?" Li Qi, who was fiddling with the altar, suddenly looked up. What did that mean?

Are there really fake Shaman in this world?

"It's nothing, you go about your business. Just let me know if you need anything! I have a lot of strange things in my Mustard Seed Bag." Wang Baiyan waved her hand repeatedly, changing the subject.

Li Qi then buried himself in his work.

The Sacrificial Ritual was completed after 15 minutes.

All around, Spiritual Qi gathered, auspicious shadows appeared, and illusions emerged, only to vanish in the blink of an eye.

Li Qi stood still and let out a long sigh.

"So, has an agreement been reached?" Wang Baiyan immediately came up, very concerned about the outcome.

"I dare not speak of an agreement, but I have the Unseen that there is a major threat to this world. The Child of Destiny we just helped was driven out of the Central Plains."

"It seems that there are Outer Dao like you and me who have come to this world and want to become the rulers of this world by using their unique powers. Unlike you and me who descended directly, he seems to be a remnant soul that came to this world and possessed someone here. Therefore, the Heavenly Dao cannot target him as it does you. After all, the Heavenly Dao has no wisdom and can only act according to the rules."

Like many nature gods, the Heavenly Dao is spiritual but lacks intelligence. It can react to stimuli, but all of this is like instinct, as natural as a baby crying, but it has no intention or ability to act proactively.

"In order to stop that person, the Heavenly Dao chose a Child of Destiny to oppose him, but he was defeated. That Outer Dao is about to rule this world and become its de facto ruler."

"If we help resolve this matter, perhaps we can gain the approval of the Heavenly Dao here," Li Qi said to Wang Baiyan, recalling his communication process.

Wang Baiyan was overjoyed upon hearing this, clapping his hands and exclaiming happily, "That makes things much easier! Hahaha, Brother Li, it seems like heaven is truly helping us! Now, both of our problems are solved. Let's go! You have the Dragon Steed, and this world is pitifully small. It's only two or three thousand miles to the Central Plains, a day's journey. We'll strike, wipe that person out with a flick of our fingers, and then you'll have your food supplies. This small world can also become the second base of my Golden Wave Sect!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely treat this place well and use it only for producing grain and mining. I will never do anything else with it!"

Wang Baiyan was overjoyed, but Li Qi's expression was somewhat subtle.

Clearly, Li Qi was already pondering something, but Wang Baiyan seemed completely oblivious.

However, after a moment's thought, Li Qi nodded. "Let's go, let's go take a look first."