Feng Zhi is a powerful member of the Celestial Clan.
Perhaps because of her arrival, the darkness in the sky gradually deepened, and the sound of wind rustling through the trees and leaves could be heard incessantly.
However, the person who caused this dramatic change in the weather was stunned for a moment.
Looking at Ying Bing, whose appearance remained unchanged and who was dressed in coarse clothes, her thoughts were involuntarily drawn back to that day when rainbow light pierced the sky and earth, and all sorts of strange phenomena bloomed like flowers, as if the whole world was celebrating the arrival of someone—a magnificent and splendid scene.
There's no mistake, it's her.
There will never be another like it in the world, one that can leave you breathless with a fleeting glimpse and linger for a long time.
"You may all step back."
"... yes."
The dungeon trio were taken aback.
This was the first time they had ever seen the Heavenly City Clan so distraught; they all lowered their heads, silent as if trembling in fear.
"Someone outside was talking about me just now."
Li Mo knew exactly what was going on, so he didn't pay much attention and shook out his wet clothes:
"It was fine just now, why did the wind suddenly pick up?"
Ying Bing looked out the door and said with a cool expression, "Today is the last sunny day before winter. I'm going to hang up the laundry."
It's strange.
The words had barely left his mouth when the increasingly fierce wind abruptly stopped, and the sky brightened again, as if the gloom just moments before had been an illusion.
"Fairy Sister's words still carry weight; even the heavens have to listen to her."
We have guests coming to our house.
"Let's light the stove. We made dumplings and braised pig's ears yesterday..."
"No drinking." Ying Bing saw through his little scheme and pinched his waist.
Li Mo curled his lips, lit the stove, moved the big red floral quilt to the table, and then a woman with a wild temperament, a graceful and strong figure, and a wild beauty was led into the house.
She was noticeably awkward and cautious when facing Ying Bing.
"Please sit down."
"Eh."
"Haven't you asked me yet?"
Li Mo actually knew who the other party was and had prepared his explanation, but there had to be a conclusion.
"I..."
But everything before her eyes filled Feng Zhi with a sense of absurdity.
The village has ordinary bungalows, wood-burning stoves, brick and stone kang beds, tables covered with bright red floral quilts, and New Year's goods piled up in the corners.
The man poked at the firewood with a stick, while the ethereal woman sat serenely amidst the everyday smoke and fire, a scene of dreamlike beauty, so beautiful it seemed almost magical.
But she was clearly born from an unprecedented creation of heaven and earth...
In the history of the Celestial Clan, there has never been anyone like her.
Perhaps the insurmountable barrier between the Celestials and the Earth City People is the same insurmountable barrier between her and the Celestials.
She could feel the aura surging from Ying Bing's body; that power was mysterious and unpredictable, and even her knees went weak.
But Ying Bing simply sat quietly next to the man, gently peeled a melon seed, and put it in his mouth.
"I'm her cousin," Feng Zhi said timidly.
The Celestial Clan doesn't care about seniority, only strength. So even though she's older, Feng Zhi still has the advantage of respecting her by calling her "sister."
Moreover, although Ying Bing seemed casual, his attention was actually always on her.
"What a rare guest! Have you finished your summer homework?" Li Mo asked casually.
"... ah?"
"Oh, sorry, you've come all this way, it's not easy. Stay for dumplings later, and take some local specialties back with you."
"Thank you, um... brother-in-law."
Feng Zhi, a noble member of the Celestial Clan, learned social etiquette and manners remarkably quickly.
"Eat peanuts."
A hint of pleasure flashed in Ying Bing's clear and cold eyes.
Feng Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief; the feeling of a sword hanging over her head was gone. If she had made the slightest move, she would have been met with a torrential downpour.
All of this is because...
She looked at the retreating figure boiling dumplings and asked:
"Sister, you... aren't you planning to go back?"
Ying Bing shook her head. "I never belonged there, so how can I talk about going back?"
Feng Zhi looked somewhat anxious, but still lowered her voice. "But I heard from several elders that there are strange occurrences in the heavens and earth, and that future natural disasters will surpass those of the past, evolving into a matter of life and death."
"My sister was born out of necessity; surely she has no intention whatsoever of protecting the world?"
This is why Tiancheng internally supports Jiang Yu's radical reforms.
Because of this natural disaster, they won't be able to get through it as easily as usual.
"Some."
Ying Bing added a spoonful of chili to the small bowl, her eyes never leaving the figure in front of the stove.
"The world I want to protect is right here."
"..."
Feng Zhi found it hard to understand, but she opened her mouth and ultimately said nothing more.
The mortals of the city of people.
His life was but a fleeting moment, like grass in autumn, it would wither away in the blink of an eye.
No one can change the passage of time; Ying Bing can only change her mindset, and it will still be in time then.
What followed was quite like the small house filled with the pleasantries of relatives meeting for the first time.
After a while, Feng Zhi, wearing a bright red floral cotton-padded jacket and carrying cured meat and rice wine, came out of the courtyard.
The dungeon trio were wondering why there was no movement inside, but what they saw before them left them petrified:
"What is this...?"
"Don't touch Dawang Village again."
"What should be done about Emperor Jiang's decrees?"
"Even when he comes, he has to wear a floral cotton-padded jacket."
"???"
The light and shadow on the Map of Mountains and Rivers began to fade away rapidly once again.
The Celestials don't need resources, but the Dungeon Clan members who practice martial arts do.
Large swathes of human city territory were incorporated into the underground city's territory, and the underground city's sphere of influence grew larger and larger, with towns springing up like mushrooms after rain.
At the same time, the frequency and scale of demons crossing the city walls are increasing.
This caused the population of the city to rapidly converge on the city within a city controlled by the people of the underground city.
Because Jiang Yu issued a decree, the Heavenly Clan will only protect the subjects of Great Yu.
In a short time, most of Heavenly Human City was under the rule of the new Great Yu.
Except for a few places, such as Dawang Village.
Dawang Village is now part of Dawang Town. Several neighboring villages, as well as displaced people who had settled here, have been incorporated into the town.
They had no shortage of protection from the Celestial Clan, and they didn't need to learn the martial arts of the Underworld. In Li Mo's view, having plenty of food was the most important thing in this era.
While ensuring self-sufficiency, Li Mo has been working to expand the community to accommodate an ever-growing number of people.
"The size of Dawang Town is now comparable to that of a city that has expanded from the underground city."
"But this place is isolated on the outskirts of the city, without any help. Can we manage?"
"As long as the gates of the human city are guarded by the Celestials, there shouldn't be any problems."
"Time has slowed down!"
On the Map of Mountains and Rivers, time no longer seems to fly by in the interplay of light and shadow.
This means that the first fifty years have arrived.