Meeting

It wasn't until the sixth day.

Bai Gaga has learned a lot these past few days.

For example, he learned why so many things happened, and why there were disaster victims and displaced people.

He discovered that many people felt that the order established by the immortals had collapsed.

It's time to establish their own order.

Bai Gaga doesn't understand what 'Tao' is yet, but he has vaguely sensed that there is some kind of law governing everyone's actions.

Six days have passed, and after a long journey, they are almost home.

Their homeland was a land isolated in the middle of the sea. In the past, the Sacred King led them across these seas, overcoming numerous obstacles, to reach other continents.

Now, they are about to cross this ocean to return home.

This sea is now safe. The sea monsters have long since learned not to provoke the Sacred Flame Tribe's ships, and the Sacred Flame Tribe has become the ruler of this world.

Of course, this refers to a hundred years ago.

Gazing at the boundless sea, Bai Gaga was filled with doubt again.

"Master." He then looked at his mentor.

The mentor, cradling the Heaven-Born Sword, sat in a corner of the deck, appearing drowsy.

But his call seemed to wake her up quite a bit, and she looked up at him. "What's wrong?"

Bai Gaga pondered and said, "In ancient times, when our traditions were still in effect, everything was very stable."

"In the past, when the rules of the immortals were in effect, everything was very stable."

"All the changes happen when these established rules begin to shift. Will everything be alright once we support the Holy Emperor and re-establish the ancient rules?"

The mentor, who had been quite calm, stood up and looked towards his hometown after hearing those words.

"Yes, everything will be alright." The mentor flapped his wings and replied in an extremely rare, resolute tone.

Bai Gaga was relieved.

The seventh day has passed.

We've arrived at our hometown.

Bai Gaga went to see the Sacred King with full confidence, as he had always believed in his mentor's words.

According to his mentor, the Sacred King was perfect.

He is the glorious and radiant Lord of the Sacred Flame Tribe, wise and powerful, far-sighted, his vision can extend for thousands of years, his profound mind encompasses the entire world, every continent, the most distant territories, shipping routes, coastlines, the most famous capitals and the richest ports, all of which he knows like the back of his hand.

He led the Sacred Flame Tribe to overcome countless difficulties.

With just a call to action or a command, countless people can share the same determination. Under this premise, their actions and lives will move forward, surpass, and resolutely and joyfully overcome all obstacles, leaving every space and every journey behind until they reach the ultimate goal.

He was not without flaws, nor was he without doubts, hesitations, resistance, and struggles. However, he always showed courage, composure, and shrewdness in the final moments, navigating one stage after another and conquering one country after another.

His soul contains all the traditions; if he releases them and gives them to others, everything will be alright.

All violence will be controlled by tradition, chaos will be replaced by tradition, and the rule of the immortals will be restored.

Everything will return to the era of tradition.

Bai Gaga gradually began to believe this as well.

Although he's just a lowly messenger running around delivering messages now.

Meeting the Sacred King was no easy task; he had been waiting in line for a long time.

Since the immortals' palace burned down, many people have been visiting the Sacred King, including dozens of messengers, of which Bai Gaga was just one.

After waiting until midnight, Bai Gaga finally had the opportunity to meet the Sacred King.

He walked slowly into the sanatorium with a sense of awe.

Then...

He saw an old man, frail and bedridden.

His carapace was dazzling, but to the Sacred Flame Tribe, it was covered with too many wrinkles that indicated old age, like a crumpled white cloth, or more like a dry and wilted eggplant, lifeless.

His eight eyes, though open, appeared closed, cloudy and devoid of light.

Even his sword was broken, with only the hilt remaining.

He barely had the strength to lift his hand.

The Sacred King that Bai Gaga envisioned... is not like this.

He was somewhat at a loss, and even began to have doubts.

But then he thought again, perhaps this is precisely what makes the Sacred King so great.

Despite his heavy body, he still shouldered the traditional responsibilities.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Gaga became excited again.

However... during his mentor's report, he personally witnessed that the Sacred King ... fall asleep.

Perhaps he was too exhausted, he couldn't hold on any longer, and as he listened to his mentor's message, he lowered his head.

Bai Gaga found it incredible.

Every word in their reports was stained with blood; in the six days they had been there, they had witnessed the deaths of countless people every day.

He traveled day and night to inform the Sacred King as soon as possible so that these matters could be resolved and so that no more people would die.

But the Sacred King fell asleep while listening.

Even after being woken up, he didn't say anything after listening to their story; he simply told them to leave.

After the disbelief, anger welled up inside me.

This is not the Sacred King he wanted.

This is not the Sacred King that Master spoke of.

Bai Gaga was trembling all the way out of the sanatorium.

"Master." He wanted to say something.

"Shut up, the Sacred King will make his own decision." The mentor seemed to know what Bai Gaga was about to say and interrupted him in advance.

Bai Gaga felt something was stuck in his breathing hole, making him increasingly irritable.

He felt that the person sitting in the sanatorium was not Sacred King.

He was just an old, incompetent, and indecisive cripple. All he could see was decay. Even now, he still dared not do anything to the immortals.

Having left the sanatorium, their mission was complete, and they should go back.

However, Bai Gaga did not go back with them, but instead said goodbye to her mentor.

The old man sitting inside is not the Sacred King.

But this world truly needs a Sacred King.

He will find it.

After bidding farewell to the mentor who raised her, Bai Gaga embarked on a journey alone.

He felt heavy-hearted, yet also exhilarated.

That very night.

Li Qi's sacrificial ceremony to Heaven was completed.

A kind of the Unseen communication has been established.

"Ah, I found it." Li Qi looked up at the stars.

All the stars are exactly the same as those in the world. The starry sky will not change much in any world, unless that world is about to descend into chaos.

"What did you find?" Shen Shuibi, who was cultivating nearby, stopped her cultivation upon hearing this and turned to ask Li Qi.

Li Qi had been busy for several days, planning this sacrificial ceremony to Heaven.

"We've found the 'Child of Destiny' of this world," Li Qi said with a sigh of relief.

When the world faces a crisis, the will of Heavenly Dao will naturally give birth to Child of Destiny.

The world will help him.

The Heavenly Dao Refining project in the Sacred Flame Realm has been interrupted.

The main reason is that there is no one.

Originally, there were four sixth-rank divine cultivators, each stationed at one of the four extreme points. Starting from there, they would manipulate the Heavenly Dao of this world and refine it little by little. It would take about six hundred years for the civilization and the Heavenly Dao to be refined, after which the Sacred Flame Realm would become just an ordinary 'resource world'.

There are countless such worlds in the world.

However, the world is full of problems, and those are the affairs of the big shots.

For the Baiyue Sovereign, a Sixth-Rank World with unique products was not something they could easily give up.

The resources and talents produced there are all wealth. A Sixth-Rank World can easily support thousands of seventh-grade cultivators and a dozen or so sixth-grade cultivators every ten thousand years. Moreover, the heavenly materials and earthly treasures unearthed there will also be sixth-grade, and they can be repeatedly produced.

With proper nurturing, this will become an inexhaustible treasure trove of sixth-grade resources.

A Sixth-Rank World can usually produce a large number of sixth-grade items.

Especially in Sixth-Rank World with special products, the value will increase exponentially, because worlds with special products are rare and hard to come by. Generally, the special products are unique and cannot be found anywhere in the universe.

If this specialty product also has real unique value, then the price will skyrocket.

Li Qi had read in a book that the Divine Path had a world with a special product called the Immortal Peach, a treasure sought after by all the heavens and the myriad realms. It was unique and hard to find elsewhere, and countless people had been won over by it.

Therefore, the wealth of a Sixth-Rank World is extremely considerable even for a fifth-rank world, let alone a world with special products that have practical value.

Holy flame is indeed a very good material for the divine path, and there is absolutely no worry about finding a market for it.

Therefore, in the void...

No, it is not in the void.

Instead, the Baiyue Sovereign began their discussion in the chat group of the Nexus of All Realms.

This must be what's called a 'king's chat group,' but it's definitely the best way.

The reason for this is simple: the Baiyue Sovereign and the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord are each responsible for a part of this world group and have been planning for over a hundred years. The distance between them must be measured in light-years.

Even for the rulers of these countries, such communication is far too difficult.

There are many ways to solve this, but the cheapest and most efficient solution is to rent a Human Path Nexus of All Realms and place it in the world you are responsible for.

This way, people can communicate in real time even when they are far apart, which is very convenient.

These Fifth-Rank Great Expert communicated in the chat group through the help of the Nexus of All Realms.

"Jin Chi, the world group you're in charge of has fallen behind. Now everyone has to stop and wait for you," a king said angrily.

Green Mountain God frowned and replied through the terminal, "I have already explained the reason. An unknown Rank 5 has appeared here, and my son has been imprisoned by him. I need support now. No matter how strong I am, I am only Rank 6. You need at least one of you to come."

"How can I get there? It will take me at least eight years to get to you. Eight years, and by then it will be too late," another king sneered.

"My side is closer, but it will still take five years." Another ruler did not mock, but his voice was still somewhat cold.

The other rulers, a total of six or seven, each declined, giving their own reasons, but they all boiled down to three words:

"Can't come."

Green Mountain God was in a hurry.

But there was nothing he could do; he understood the root of the problem.

Because he was the only sixth-rank official among the group that planned this, he couldn't even participate in the core of the organization at first; he could only do odd jobs.

Even if he is a top-tier sixth-rank expert with immense killing power, no less than an ordinary fifth-rank expert, it's useless.

We're ultimately from different worlds.

He was able to join this group because the King of the Hundred Forests Kingdom was summoned back to the world for some unknown reason, and it was said that he was punished by the Grand Diviner and forced to stay in place to deal with the aftermath.

Only with this gap could he get involved and fill the gap.

However, it's been too short a time; it's not yet time for these people to truly consider him one of their own.

So the group fell silent for the time being.

Leaving his own place to help the Green Mountain God, more than ten years passed in the process. Who knows if something unexpected might happen along the way?

These worlds have long been assigned to specific individuals: one Sixth-Rank World, two Seventh Rank World, a dozen or so eighth-grade worlds, and between two hundred and one thousand Ninth Rank World. Each person is responsible for one part and bears all profits and losses.

This was agreed upon long ago.

In other words, even if an accident occurs, Green Mountain God will still have to bear the profits and losses himself, and he cannot interfere with others.

These eight individuals, together representing nearly ten thousand worlds, collectively form the vast majority of the territory of this wild world group.

As for the ungraded small worlds, that's how many there are in your area; they're worthless, and nobody argues about them.

After these were distributed, about a quarter of the world group remained, and these all went to the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord.

Then everyone worked together to help the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord complete the array diagram, tearing this world group off and gradually bringing it back to the existing world group, so that the Fast Universe established by the First Rank could cover these worlds.

Only in this way can they truly 'occupy' this world group, and the foundation of each country will increase, and these rulers will naturally become even wealthier.

If it weren't for such immense wealth, the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord wouldn't have been able to command so many rulers.

But the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord also needs the help of others.

Green Mountain God didn't know what happened initially, but as far as he knew, it was because the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord had accidentally obtained a formation diagram.

This array diagram requires nine Rank 5 cultivators to activate. It can generate the Unseen force in the void, pulling and splitting a world group.

Finally, it took about nine hundred years to gradually move to an area that could be covered by the Fast Universe and officially incorporate it into the map.

With this array diagram, the Sky Swallowing Demon Lord was able to recruit a group of Baiyue Sovereign to come here and suffer.

The wealth of a world group is too much, too great, even he cannot consume it all, and he needs to find someone to share it with.

The Green Mountain God could barely be activated, so he was able to fill the position and get a share, but unfortunately, he was only a sixth-rank official and could not convince the crowd.

Seeing that no one was willing to help, he became extremely anxious.

But then, finally someone spoke up.

"Let's all work together and not let things get out of hand. Since you all have important matters to attend to, I'll go."

The Sky Swallowing Demon Lord suddenly spoke.