Chapter 284: Order

This token can scare many people, even though it has no Divine Ability.

This was one of Li Qi's conclusions.

No matter how chaotic the Baiyue Kingdoms were, in name, they were still Shaman God Mountain's territory.

Shaman God Mountain didn't manage things much, allowing the Baiyue Kingdoms to collude with Dao of Reason, even forming a special group called 'Baiyue Kingdom Lord'.

Within the Shaman Dao System, there was no concept of 'Kingdom', nor even a systematic political structure; even the Great Shamanes were independent, only divided by responsibilities, without a strict organizational framework.

Shaman Dao was very loose, but loose didn't mean chaotic; every Great Shaman knew their responsibilities and could cooperate well without a complex System of power and responsibility allocation.

These Baiyue Kingdom Lords were those who practiced Shaman Dao, then established their kingdoms, using the power of their people to sustain themselves, ultimately seizing the fruits and achieving the Fifth Grade.

To put it bluntly, these people couldn't reach the Fifth Grade relying solely on Shaman Dao; they had to depend on such methods to advance further.

This also led to Baiyue directly becoming a battleground for Shamanes and Dao of Reason, making the path of cultivation even more difficult for the Dao Orthodoxy seekers there, which is why many Anomolus Spirits could only rely on the Divine Path to reach their grade.

This was also the reason for the vast number of Lu Mountain Gods and Water Gods.

Shaman, Human, God, Demon, Monster, mixed with countless other large and small Dao Orthodoxy, formed an incredibly chaotic region, a place rarely seen in the entire world.

But no matter what, Baiyue, in name, was Shaman God Mountain's territory, and the primary path of those Baiyue Kingdom Lords was Shaman Dao.

Under a Grand Invoker's token, no one could easily ignore it.

Although this Grand Invoker token was ninety-five percent fake, and even if it were real, Grand Invoker would probably be too lazy to bother with these matters.

But that didn't matter.

As long as there was a half-percent chance that the token was real, and a one-in-ten-thousand chance that it would draw Grand Invoker's attention here, they wouldn't dare show the slightest disrespect.

Li Qi himself didn't think his Master would spare the time to help because of this; he wasn't someone with nothing to do.

Grand Invoker also had to work, you know; they also had their own matters to handle, constantly running around for their Disciples—who had that much free time?

If it were someone like Senior Yun Fang, whose Dao path was cut off, having some free time would be understandable, but his Master...

Those who know, know.

Knowing his own situation, Li Qi truly had no confidence in his Master personally rushing over.

However, he didn't need to have confidence.

Those Baiyue Kingdom Lords who colluded with Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord would tremble in their hearts.

The conversation with Jin Buhuan didn't last long; after Li Qi scared him pale again, he stopped talking.

Jin Buhuan remained imprisoned, and Li Qi cut off his contact with the outside world.

He knew very well how Jin Buhuan was contacting Lu Mountain God, but Li Qi only needed him to contact him once.

But Li Qi only showed it to Jin Buhuan; he wouldn't let Jin Buhuan spread the news, meaning those Baiyue Kingdom Lords and Lu Mountain God wouldn't know about the token, only Jin Buhuan would, and he would definitely try desperately to transmit it.

When his efforts would take effect would depend on Li Qi.

Li Qi intended to use it as a secret weapon.

Because if he were to directly take it out to intimidate them, it might backfire.

It wouldn't be good to drive them to desperation.

Seeing Li Qi stop speaking, Shen Shuibi continued to ask, "What's next then? What should we do?"

Li Qi walked to Shen Shuibi's side, held her hand, and smiled, "Nothing, wait seven days and see what happens."

"Seven days? That's not short," the rabbit said, a little nervous.

Because calculating the time, Li Qi could still stay in this world for fourteen days.

After fourteen days, he would have to return to Chang'an.

Imperial Academy was about to start.

This meant he had to resolve many things within fourteen days to prevent Shen Shuibi from being indecisive and missing opportunities after he left.

At the very least, he had to wait until things settled down, making it so that Shen Shuibi wouldn't need to think even if she stayed here; she could just idle and win.

If he couldn't resolve it, then the rabbit would have to face these matters herself, which would be a huge challenge for her.

"Don't worry, seven days are enough to see the clues; dealing with it in the remaining seven days won't be too late," Li Qi smiled.

The rabbit sighed; she had no choice but to listen to Li Qi.

"And these seven days?" Shen Shuibi tilted her head and asked again.

"Naturally, we do whatever we want, but while we have this opportunity, I want to perform a sacrifice and see the choice of this Heavenly Dao," Li Qi stretched, looking outside.

Outside was the natural scenery of Holy Flame World.

The civilization of this world was almost refined.

However, the Heavenly Dao remained stable.

Asking Heaven occasionally would yield many answers.

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Li Qi and the others chose to temporarily not interfere, waiting for things to develop quietly.

Anyway, the rabbit was best at idling.

However...

Li Qi felt that it shouldn't take fourteen days.

Clearly, he guessed correctly.

Just one day later, in the center of this world, the death of the Immortals caused an uproar!

Countless rumors, countless pieces of news, and all sorts of things were flying around the world.

The invincible Immortals died, and the hundred-mile palace brought by the Immortals' descent was burned to ashes, completely destroyed.

The impact this brought to Holy Flame World was unparalleled.

It was like...

The US troops stationed in Japan were suddenly wiped out.

The impact was no less than a world destroyed and then Rebooted, or like one's own father being beaten to death.

Immediately, countless people rushed about; some were spreading news, some began to conspire, and some wanted to verify.

In just one day, one could sense the undercurrents in Holy Flame World.

But on the surface, nothing seemed to change.

It was business as usual.

People woke up as usual, ate as usual, worked as usual, and rested as usual.

There was no other reason; it was all due to 'convention'.

What maintained the normal operation of all things in this world was not those few invincible Immortals from another world, but 'convention'.

Convention, also known as Dao, transcended everything.

The death of the Immortals, which was the crushing of the large beads, only caused the beads to roll and collide with each other.

But it had no effect on the threads inside.

Bai Gaga was the same.

He continued to train with his sword, the one he was born with and that fell off after he came of age.

His given name was Ga Ga, and his surname was Bai.

He wasn't originally surnamed Bai, but the Immortals required everyone to choose a surname, and he thought white was good, so he decided on that.

He was a 'Guardian'.

A traditional profession of the Sacred Flame Clan; in ancient times, most Sacred Flame Clan members had not yet mastered the use of their naturally possessed weapons.

At that time, a group of people began to try to Master their innate swords.

They succeeded; they developed their own 'Martial Dao' and became a group known as Guardians.

They were soldiers, knights, and for a period, even rulers.

However, this group was almost extinct.

Just a hundred years ago.

It was simple: Guardians were the 'traditional profession' of the Sacred Flame Clan.

The current Sacred Flame Clan did not need tradition.

All traditions were shattered; everything had to follow new rules.

So he could only go hunting, claiming to be a hunter to outsiders, vehemently denying that he practiced the Way of the Guardian, and even his practice could only be done in private.

Just as Bai Gaga was practicing, suddenly, his Master arrived.

His Master pushed open the door, flapped his wings, and said to him, "No practice today; come with me to a place."

His Master was the one who led him into the Way of the Guardian, and Bai Gaga had absolute trust in him.

However, the sudden order still surprised the young man.

"Master, what's wrong?" he asked.

He used the words 'Master', enunciating clearly.

Bai Gaga was a child born after that hundred-year period; he only spoke the language of the world, not the Sacred Flame Clan's own language, so he directly addressed him as Master.

"I have something very important to do, so I need to take you with me; I'll tell you on the way, but we must leave immediately now," his Master said quickly, his tone brooking no argument.

Bai Gaga wouldn't question him; hearing this, he immediately put away his sword, grabbed some luggage, and left.

On the way, he learned what his Master wanted him to do.

They were going to deliver a letter.

On the way, his Master told him that the Immortals' palaces had all been burned down.

All five palaces were gone.

The four palaces located at the 'Four Extremes' and the first palace that descended, including the Immortals within and the palaces themselves, were all crushed by something sudden.

This terrified the entire Holy Flame World.

What on earth came?

What could defeat the invincible Immortals?

No one knew; all sorts of news and rumors were spreading, a chaotic dance of demons, and chaos erupted everywhere, even leading to riots.

Guardians, as a force representing tradition,

Bai Gaga's Master collected countless rumors and accounts, as well as all information from when the Western Extreme of this world was burned down.

This included images of the current ruins, records, power fluctuations, and other specific intelligence.

Holy Flame World had no method for rapid message transmission; they didn't practice Dao of Reason, so they hadn't established very useful industries and had to rely on people to deliver messages.

Many worlds were like this; their cultivators might be strong, but they always lacked a little here and there.

Bai Gaga and his Master traveled through this chaotic world.

They passed through a city, moving through a large number of displaced disaster victims.

Many, many displaced people must have been caused by the riots.

Riots by cultivators could easily destroy villages, so they saw many displaced people along the way.

However, this was the first time they had encountered such a large gathering.

"So many people," Bai Gaga said, holding his innate sword, with a sigh.

"It's not good; the chaos is greater than imagined," his Master calmly looked at these displaced people.

The two didn't delay and quickly continued their journey forward.

Their destination was 'Home'.

In the Sacred Flame Clan's language, 'Home' was a proper noun, not referring to one's own or one's ancestors' birthplace, but to the great land from which all Sacred Flame Clan originated.

The Holy King resided... or rather, was imprisoned there.

The two of them walked for three consecutive days.

Each day, the situation grew increasingly worse.

At first, there were just some displaced people who had lost their homes; they could run, shout, and dig for wild vegetables to eat.

By the afternoon of the second day, they had already begun to see blood everywhere, not red, but yellow and white, which was the body fluid of the Sacred Flame Clan.

By the third day, blood was also rare, and what they saw more often were complete corpses.

Those were starved people.

It seemed that some order had collapsed, completely disrupting the original food distribution.

But the Sacred Flame Clan had to eat every day; their body structure was like that of beetles, without fat as an energy storage mechanism; more than three days without food was enough to starve many people to death.

If Li Qi were to take a look, he would probably say, "This is the result of losing Dao."

Without a Dao to follow, everything would fall into disarray.

Bai Gaga had never seen such a scene and trembled a little; he asked his Master, "Master... these people, are we not going to do anything?"

"Can you manage them?" his Master countered.

But without waiting for an answer, his Master himself said, "How can the two of us manage? Let's just complete the task at hand and deliver the letter properly."

Bai Gaga didn't know what to say and could only quicken his pace.

Perhaps after delivering the letter, everything would get better?

He didn't know.

On the fourth day, they once again passed through a city.

This time, there was finally some human presence.

In this city, it seemed that someone was distributing food to the disaster victims; it seemed that a temporary leader had organized people and restored order in one city.

Bai Gaga breathed a sigh of relief.

It looked pretty good.

But before they had walked two steps, they saw the disaster victims in chaos.

The daily food distribution was a matter of life and death for these people.

They saw that the food had just been transported out of the warehouse, not yet displayed, when the disaster victims erupted into chaos.

Everyone pushed forward, and some even had some cultivation, trying to rush out and grab food.

But they saw another group of Sacred Flame Clan members, all with cultivation, wielding weapons, hitting indiscriminately without caring about anything, causing a burst of wailing and howling.

Not just wailing and howling, but some were even beaten and had their legs broken, or even died there.

The line didn't become orderly, but many people died.

Bai Gaga gripped his sword, his face full of anger, and looked at his Master, seeking his opinion.

His eyes were saying, "Can I kill them?"

The young man was filled with righteous indignation, wanting to draw his sword and help.

But his Master pulled him and turned to leave.

Bai Gaga was puzzled but couldn't argue with his Master and could only follow for a distance.

After walking past, ensuring no one was paying attention, his Master said, "If you kill them, will you stay here to distribute food?"

Bai Gaga's surge of anger was immediately extinguished.

He looked back and saw that another group had been beaten to death; now, those trying to grab food finally lined up obediently.

Even a bad order was better than no order.

So the two continued forward.

Bai Gaga asked on the way, "Does the Holy King know about these things?"

"The Holy King certainly doesn't know."

"So, we're going there to let the Holy King know about these things?" Bai Gaga looked up, seemingly understanding his mission.

"Yes," his Master affirmed.

"If he knows, he can solve it, right?" Bai Gaga asked again.

"I don't know," his Master replied.

"Why?" Bai Gaga was puzzled.

"Because we are not the only ones sending him letters," his Master explained again.

Bai Gaga made a questioning sound with his wings.

His Master then said, "Because many people are transmitting messages to the Holy King; these messages conflict with each other, are contradictory, and when put together, it means the Holy King knows nothing."

At this point, his Master thought for a moment and added, "But it's better than truly knowing nothing; he will make a decision."

Bai Gaga lowered his head.

If he knew nothing, he could do nothing.

Then why send the letter?