He Forged Currency from His Flesh and Hid a Terrifying Shadow Beneath the Raging Sea-Rong Nianbing: He Is the Definer of Wealth!
Morax hovered above a towering golden platform, his hand outstretched, golden Divine Power gathering in his palm.
[To facilitate trade in Liyue and throughout the Teyvat Continent, the Vago Rock, the Geo Archon decided to create a unified and indestructible certificate of "value" for the world.]
[He forged the Mora, a currency that circulated throughout the entire continent, using his own "Divine Blood and Flesh."]
Buzz!
Upon seeing the words "Divine Blood and Flesh," the minds of all the Deity in the entire Douluo God Realm seemed to be struck by a star, instantly exploding!
"Using... using one's own flesh and blood... to forge coins?!"
Ning Rongrong screamed, her beautiful eyes wide open, completely unable to believe what she was seeing.
As a successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, her sensitivity to money is unparalleled. She deeply understands that the essence of currency is credit.
But she never dreamed that someone could create credit in this way!
The essence of currency is the flesh and blood of a Supreme God who ended the Archon War!
This is no longer about "credit"!
This is a miracle! It is a divine covenant walking among men!
"This is insane... This is absolutely insane!" Ning Tian said, trembling. "This means that every single gold coin contains the power and essence of the Vago Rock, the Geo Archon? This... This is an incredible gesture! Unimaginably incredible!"
"No, he didn't create money."
Rong Nianbing, the former God of Food and now the God of Emotion, stared intently at the Light Screen, his voice hoarse with extreme excitement.
He creates 'value' itself!
"With his Divine Spark, he provides an absolutely fair guarantee for the labor, wisdom, and creativity of all people in the world! As long as the Vago Rock, the Geo Archon stands, Mora's value will remain Eternity unchanged!"
As the Deity most skilled in "creation," Rong Nianbing instantly saw through the unimaginably grand plan behind it.
This is not alchemy, this is an act of creation!
"Oh My God..."
Zhou Weiqing gasped. He looked at the endless stream of golden coins being produced from Morax's hands on the Light Screen and felt a chill run down his spine.
"So, he created all the money in the world? Doesn't that make him... the world's richest man?"
"The richest man?" Upon hearing this, Lie Yan shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with boundless admiration. "That word is no longer enough to describe him. He is not a possessor of wealth, he... is the definer of wealth."
These words silenced the entire room once again.
The definer of wealth!
What a terrifying thing this is! What an absolute and supreme Authority!
However, this emperor used this Authority not to satisfy his own selfish desires, but to provide a fair trading platform for all people.
Tang Wulin held Gu Yuena's hand tightly; his palms were already sweaty.
He recalled the hardships he endured traveling around the Douluo Continent in search of resources, and the turmoil caused by the devaluation of the Federal Currency due to the war.
How important is a stable, strong, and universally recognized currency to the development of the world!
The Rock King... thousands of years ago, he single-handedly laid the economic foundation for the entire Teyvat Continent.
"Just how much did he sacrifice?"
Gu Yuena murmured to herself, her silver eyes filled with heartache.
The Divine Blood and Flesh are not something that can be easily regenerated. Just how much of his own body did this emperor sacrifice to forge a currency sufficient to circulate throughout the entire continent?
This is a silent, Eternity, day-to-day dedication!
It's more moving than a grand, earth-shattering war!
The Dragon God's body had stopped trembling.
He simply watched quietly, and the last trace of pride and resentment in those golden dragon eyes was completely extinguished.
Destroying the world requires power.
Creating a prosperous world requires wisdom, magnanimity, and... endless Self-Sacrifice, far exceeding mere strength.
He wanted to be above everything.
Morax, however, willingly became the foundation, bearing everything.
The difference in quality is immediately apparent.
No, it doesn't even have the right to compare.
The birth of Mora symbolizes the absoluteness and fairness of the contract.
[It circulated throughout the Seven Nations of Teyvat, spreading to every corner of the continent.]
[Thanks to Mora's absolute credibility and its uniquely advantageous port, Liyue naturally became the economic and trade center of the entire continent.]
The image on the Light Screen finally froze.
It was an incredibly magnificent Scroll Painting.
A thousand sails have passed, a hundred boats are racing.
Within the magnificent Liyue Harbor, merchant ships from different countries come and go in an endless stream, and people use the same Mora to trade local specialties.
The streets were bustling with people and traffic, and everyone's face was filled with a smile of contentment and peace.
And at the highest point of this prosperous and bustling world, above the Cloud Layer.
The golden figure continued to silently observe everything.
His existence remained unknown to anyone.
His sacrifices go unremembered.
But the prosperity he created benefited everyone.
At this moment, all the Deity understood the true meaning of the weariness and loneliness in his eyes at the beginning.
That is the weight of a nation's destiny over thousands of years, the endless sacrifice of flesh and blood to build the foundation of the world economy.
On the Light Screen, the bustling Liyue Harbor Scroll Painting slowly faded away, eventually turning into Nihility.
But the magnificent scene of thousands of sails passing by and the peaceful scene of thousands of lights are deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
Create wealth, define wealth, and then use that wealth to build a prosperous era.
Such magnanimity and such a grand gesture exceeded the imagination of most of the Deity present.
However, before they could fully recover from the shock, the image on the Light Screen suddenly changed!
The original brightness and peace vanished in an instant.
Instead, there was endless darkness and madness.
"Boom--!"
A deafening clap of thunder rang in everyone's ears, and the pitch-black clouds hung low, as if the entire sky were about to collapse.
Below, Raging Sea is churning up towering waves!
That was no ordinary seawater; every drop contained terrifying energy and resentment. The deep black waves crashed against the remaining broken land, producing a corrosive sound that made your teeth ache.
In the heart of the Raging Sea, a shadow too vast to describe is stirring up the storm.
It has no fixed form, as if it were formed from the purest hatred and desire for destruction. Countless twisted tentacles dance wildly on the sea surface, and with each strike, the space groans in agony as it is overwhelmed.
"What... is this?"
Xue Ye's face turned pale. Even through the Light Screen, he could feel the suffocating oppression, the purest powerlessness of a Human King in the face of natural disaster.