Arrangements and Relocation Inland
Li Yunjing laid out five arrangements in one breath, clearly and methodically.
The crowd nodded in agreement, their anxiety subsiding considerably.
With the sect leader around, even if the sky falls, someone will hold it up.
"Junior Brother Mo, you are in charge of this matter. Each hall should perform its own duties," Li Yunjing instructed.
"Yes, sir." Mo Xuan bowed and replied.
"Furthermore," Li Yunjing paused, "The preparations for the Seventh State should also be put on the agenda."
Everyone was taken aback.
"A seventh state?" Fang Hexuan exclaimed in surprise. "Yunjing, Luozhen Province hasn't even been fully developed yet, and you're already opening a seventh state? Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
"It is precisely because the Tribulation Qi is approaching that we must accelerate the opening of new prefectures," Li Yunjing said. "The more prefectures we control, the greater our strategic depth. The Tribulation Qi spreads along the earth's veins; the more territory we control, the more confident we will be in Tribulation Qi."
"Moreover, the complete attainment of the Nine Provinces and the ascension of the Dao Realm to immortality is the fundamental solution to the God-Slaying Tribulation. The Dao Realm will be completely transformed into the Immortal Realm, its rules will change, and the God-Slaying Tribulation will naturally collapse on its own."
Everyone suddenly realized.
I see.
Accelerating the development of Kaizhou is not only about expansion, but also about solving the problem at its root.
"The sect leader's vision is truly remarkable; I cannot wait any longer," Fang Tong remarked.
"Stop flattering me." Li Yunjing smiled. "I've already discussed the location of the Seventh Prefecture with the Northern Dark True Spirit. It's north of Luozhen Province, corresponding to the Kan Water position, and named the Northern Darkness Province. The earth veins there have abundant water attributes, making evolution relatively easy."
"Over the next six months, we'll focus on preparations. We need to gather all the necessary supplies, manpower, and formations. Once things Luozhen Province, we'll officially begin activating the seventh prefecture's ley lines."
"Yes, sir!"
The crowd responded in unison, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Although the God-Slaying Tribulation sounds terrifying, the sect leader has already planned the course. As long as we follow the sect leader, there is no obstacle we cannot overcome.
After the meeting, everyone dispersed to carry out the arrangements.
Li Yunjing remained alone in the main hall, gazing at the green mountains outside the window, silent for a long time.
What are you thinking about?
A clear, cool female voice rang out, Wangshu's figure quietly appeared.
She is currently bound by a contract and has received Li Yunjing's tacit permission, so she can occasionally come out for some fresh air.
"I was thinking about the situation in Northern Darkness Province," Li Yunjing said calmly. "I was also wondering if the Luozhen Sect could withstand the full force of the God-Slaying Tribulation."
Wangshu walked to his side, gazing at the distant celestial light, and said softly, "Yes, you will. You have the blessing of the Dao Realm Origin, your fortune is at its peak, and you also have the assistance of Immortal Artifact and Ancestral Vein. As long as you develop step by step, the perfection of the Nine Provinces is only a matter of time."
"If there had been someone like you in High Antiquity times, the gods wouldn't have met such a fate."
Her tone was tinged with emotion.
The High Antiquity gods were high above, only concerned with vying for origin and power, and never thought of actively promoting the advancement of heaven and earth.
Ultimately, this led to the God-Slaying Tribulation, resulting in the annihilation of everything.
Li Yunjing was different; from the very beginning, he had been on the path of growing together with the Dao Realm.
A strong sect leads to a strong Dao Realm; a strong Dao Realm leads to an even stronger sect.
"The High Antiquity are the High Antiquity, and the present is the present," Li Yunjing said calmly. "Now that I stand here, I will not allow the Dao Realm to repeat the same mistakes."
Wangshu looked at his profile, a strange light flashing in her eyes.
Perhaps, choosing him was the right decision.
"By the way," Li Yunjing suddenly turned his head, "Is there any experience about overcoming the Wind Tribulation in the Moon God Inheritance?"
He has now Void Refinement Perfection and can attempt to transcend the Wind Tribulation at any time.
More experience means more confidence.
Wangshu smiled slightly, "Of course there are. The Tribulation Transcendence of High Antiquity gods are far more dangerous than those of mortals. I have seen many Wind Tribulation, Fire Tribulation, and Lightning Tribulation. If you want to know, Sect Leader, I can tell you about them one by one."
"Okay." Li Yunjing nodded. "Then I'll trouble you."
The western wilderness was devastated after the beast tide.
The camp of the Biyuan Tribe was destroyed by the flood, with broken tents leaning precariously and most of the fence collapsed.
More than two hundred bodies wrapped in animal skins were neatly arranged in the open space, and a faint smell of blood and sorrow filled the air.
Zhi Qianshu stood before the tribe's totem pole, his tiger-like eyes slightly red.
His left arm was still wounded from an arrow, wrapped in thick burlap, and his animal hide armor had several cuts.
Behind them, the elders sighed, and the intermittent sobs of women and children could be heard.
"Chief, the hunting grounds to the west are completely destroyed, and wild beasts are still roaming the area. Hunting will be impossible for the foreseeable future."
"Most of the clan members were injured, and they probably won't recover for a while."
"..."
The elders, one after another, were all spreading bad news.
The Biyuan Tribe has lived in the western part of the Great Wilderness for generations, making a living by hunting and mining, and their lives were already very difficult.
This beast tide was unprecedented in scale, not only losing more than two hundred elite warriors, but also destroying most of the territory.
Even with some of the supplies left behind by Li Yunjing, the coming winter will likely be tough.
Zhi Qianshu took a deep breath, suppressing the heaviness in his heart. "What's the panic! Sect Leader Li of the Luozhen Sect has already helped us repel the beast tide and left behind pills and food. The sky won't fall."
Even so, he wasn't entirely confident.
If one beast tide is this bad, can the tribe withstand an even larger one next time?
Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the camp.
"Report, Chief, the envoy from the Luozhen Sect has arrived!"
Zhi Qianshu perked up and hurriedly went out to greet them.
The visitor was a steward from the Luozhen Sect, holding a document and smiling gently, "Chief Zhi Qianshu, I have come on the orders of the Sect Leader to inform you of something."
"Please speak, sir." Zhi Qianshu bowed.
"The sect leader said that the western border is bitterly cold and frequently suffers from beast tides, making it difficult for tribes to develop here."
He proposed that the entire Biyuan clan could relocate to the Luozhen Province and settle in the Verdant Fertile Plain east of Luozhen City.
The land there is fertile, the Spirit Vein is abundant, and safety is guaranteed.
The tribe can continue to preserve its customs and build its own camps, while the sect will help build houses, develop hunting grounds, and cultivate medicinal herb fields.
The deacon spoke slowly, but each word was clear.
Zhi Qianshu was stunned.
Did the entire clan migrate to the Luozhen Province?
He had considered it, but Luozhen Province was the foundation of the Luozhen Sect. What right did their desolate tribe have to move there?
"Is this appropriate?" Zhi Qianshu hesitated. "Our tribe has many people, and they are all rough men. I'm afraid we'll cause trouble for Sect Leader Li."
"The leader is overthinking it," the steward said with a smile. "The sect leader said that the Biyuan clan is a branch of the human race and has a history with the Luozhen Sect, so they should support each other."
The Verdant Fertile Plain has already allocated a hundred miles of land to the tribes, with plans for Spirit Field, hunting grounds, and mining sites.
The sect leader also said that he would build a Totem Hall for the tribe to worship their ancestor and protect the people.
"The Totem Hall?!"
Zhi Qianshu shuddered, his breathing quickening.
Totems are the root of the Biyuan people and the source of their faith.
They worshipped their first ancestor for generations, but the cold plains were barren, and they could only erect a wooden pillar; they didn't even have a proper temple.
Sect Leader Li actually wants to build Totem Hall for them?
The elders also became excited and crowded around, chattering amongst themselves:
"Is there really Totem Hall?"
"Can we still enshrine the ancestral tablet?"
"Sect Leader Li is taking such good care of us!"
"..."
The steward nodded. "It's true, of course. The sect leader has already given the order; the materials and craftsmen are ready. As long as the tribe is willing to relocate, construction can begin within ten days."
Zhi Qianshu took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions, and looked at the elders behind him. "What do you think?"