Southern Wilderness.
Some chopped wood, while others mined ore. All of them sweated profusely, their expressions resolute. They had originally been shut out of the martial path, languishing at the very bottom of the world and suffering endless oppression. Now, at last, they had the chance to study Peerless Divine Skills and receive instruction without reservation. Naturally, they would seize this opportunity with both hands.
—Throughout the "Martial Academies" spread across the Southern Wilderness, cultivating techniques cost nothing. Entering the Scripture Depository and browsing its other martial arts was free as well. Only medicinal herbs, metals, and other materials related to cultivation were limited to the bare essentials. Anything beyond that had to be earned through labor, such as tending medicine gardens or gathering ore. As long as they worked hard, everyone had a chance. All were treated equally.
Therefore, none of those who had dared to come to the Southern Wilderness thought the work was troublesome or exhausting. In the past, they hadn't even had the chance to endure such hardship. Now, they were full of vigor, working diligently, hope shining in every pair of eyes.
Axes came down, shovels rose. An unseen crimson radiance lifted from their sweat-soaked bodies, gathering into a red tide that swallowed the Southern Wilderness. Heaven's movement was ever vigorous; the noble man should ceaselessly strive for self-strengthening. Those who helped themselves would be helped by Heaven!
The red tide surged, dyeing the sky as it rolled toward Qi Zhengyan, ready to drape him in a crimson banner.
Behind Qi Zhengyan appeared a blood-red Dharmakaya, human-headed and dragon-bodied, with six arms. It wielded slaughter and destruction, held a blood pearl and filth, and bore a flower of icy cold and crimson Evil Fire. Black flames burned quietly in its eyes, ready to set the