As trading markets sprang up across the Human Race's lands, as its tribes exchanged goods through these markets to obtain what they needed, and as friendly races joined these markets to acquire supplies for their own people...
With the transformation of the Human Race's fortune, Shennong naturally broke through the bottleneck of late-stage Great Luo and reached the peak of Great Luo.
His soul had never been so clear, nor had his understanding of the Human Race ever been so profound.
He finally understood that the Human Race was not simply a collection of isolated tribes, but an organic whole.
Only by connecting every part of that whole and allowing them to exchange what they lacked could the entire race truly grow stronger.
Yet after reaching the peak of Great Luo, Shennong chose to enter secluded cultivation once again.
The morning mist over Mount Shouyang had yet to fully disperse.
Yellow Dragon held a black stone between his fingers, but still had not placed it after a long while.
"Senior brother, you've been thinking about this move for almost an hour."
Xuandu lifted the Dao Enlightenment Tea beside him and took a sip, a faint smile in his eyes. "Is something troubling you?"
"Bullshit." Yellow Dragon swore bluntly and set the black stone on one of the board's star points with such force that several nearby white stones bounced twice. "This is called planning before acting. Do you think everyone's like you, playing Go the way you eat—just shoveling things into your mouth and calling it done?"
Xuandu took no offense. He lowered his eyes to Yellow Dragon's move and murmured a soft "Mm," then picked up a white stone from the bowl and placed it on an inconspicuous spot diagonally beside the center point. The move seemed utterly ordinary,