Chapter 285: Meeting

It was the sixth day.

Bai Gaga learned a lot during these days.

For example, he understood why so many things happened, and why there were disaster victims and refugees.

He found that many people felt that the order established by the Immortals had collapsed.

Now it was time to establish their own order.

Bai Gaga still didn't understand what the 'Dao' was, but he had vaguely perceived that there was a certain pattern dominating everyone's actions.

Six days passed, and after a long journey, they were almost home.

Their homeland was a land isolated in the vast sea; in the past, the Holy King had led them across these seas, overcoming many obstacles, to reach other continents.

Now, they were about to cross this sea and return home.

This sea was already very safe; the sea monsters had long learned not to provoke the Holy Flame Clan's ships, as the rulers of this world had become the Holy Flame Clan.

Of course, that was a hundred years ago.

Looking at the boundless sea, Bai Gaga felt a new wave of doubt.

"Master," he looked at his Master again.

The Master, cradling his innate sword, sat in the corner of the deck, appearing drowsy.

However, at his call, he became much more awake, looking up at him: "What is it?"

Bai Gaga pondered and said, "In ancient times, when our traditions were in effect, everything was very stable."

"And before, when the Immortals' rules were in effect, everything was also very stable."

"All changes occur when these established rules begin to shift. If we support the Holy Emperor and re-establish the ancient rules, will everything get better?"

The Master had always been calm, but after hearing this, he stood up and gazed in the direction of their homeland.

"Yes, everything will be fine," the Master flapped his wings and responded with an extremely rare, decisive tone.

Bai Gaga was relieved.

By the seventh day.

They arrived home.

Bai Gaga went to see the Holy King with full confidence; he had always believed his Master's words.

In his Master's words, the Holy King was perfect.

He was the glorious and shining Lord of the Holy Flame Clan, wise and powerful, far-sighted; his gaze could extend a thousand years, and his profound mind encompassed the entire world, every continent, the most distant national borders, shipping routes, coastlines, the most famous capitals, and the most fertile ports, all information of which he knew like the back of his hand.

He had led the Holy Flame Clan to overcome countless difficulties.

With just one call, one command, he could instill the same resolve in countless people, and their actions and lives would advance and transcend under this premise, firmly and joyfully overcoming all obstacles, then leaving every space and every journey behind, until reaching the ultimate goal.

He was not flawless, nor had he been without doubt, hesitation, resistance, and struggle, yet he always, at the last moment, displayed courage, composure, and quick-wittedness, navigating through one phase and one problem after another, conquering one country after another.

His soul contained all traditions; as long as he released them and handed them over to others, everything would get better.

All violence would be regulated by tradition, chaos would be replaced by tradition, and the rule of the Immortals would be re-covered.

Everything would return to the era of tradition.

Bai Gaga also gradually began to believe this.

Although he was currently just a small minion running around delivering messages.

Meeting the Holy King was not a simple matter; he queued for a long time outside.

Because ever since the Immortals' palace burned down, many people had been visiting the Holy King, and among them, there were dozens of messengers alone, and Bai Gaga was just one of them.

After waiting until midnight, Bai Gaga finally had the opportunity to meet the Holy King.

He and his Master, filled with reverence, slowly walked into the sanatorium.

Then...

He saw an old man, frail and paralyzed in bed.

His carapace was dazzling, but to the Holy Flame Clan, it had too many wrinkles indicating aging, like a crumpled white cloth, or more like a dry, shriveled eggplant, devoid of Life Qi.

His eight eyes, though open, seemed closed, murky and lusterless.

Even his sword was already broken, with only the hilt remaining.

He barely had the strength to lift his hand.

The Holy King Bai Gaga had envisioned... was not like this.

He was somewhat at a loss, even beginning to doubt.

But then he thought, perhaps this was precisely the Holy King's greatness.

He was bearing the heavy burden of tradition even with such a heavy body.

Thinking this, Bai Gaga immediately became excited again.

However... during the Master's report, he personally watched that Holy King... fall asleep.

Perhaps he was too fatigued; he couldn't sustain himself. As he listened to the Master's message, he gradually lowered his head.

Bai Gaga felt it was incredible.

Every word of what they reported was stained with blood; during the six days they had traveled, they saw the deaths of many, many people every day.

He had traveled day and night, just to tell the Holy King early and resolve these matters, so that fewer people would die.

But the Holy King fell asleep while listening.

Even after being woken up, he showed no reaction after listening, only telling them to leave.

After the disbelief, anger surged into his heart.

This was not the Holy King he wanted.

This was not the Holy King his Master spoke of.

Bai Gaga was trembling until he walked out of that sanatorium.

"Master," he wanted to say something.

"Silence, the Holy King has his own judgment," the Master seemed to know what Bai Gaga wanted to say and interrupted him in advance.

Bai Gaga felt something suffocating in his breathing holes, making him even more frustrated.

He felt that the person sitting in the sanatorium was not the Holy King.

That was just an old, incompetent, and indecisive废人, in whose eyes only decay could be seen; even now, he still dared not do anything to the Immortals.

After coming out of the sanatorium, their mission was complete, and they should return.

But Bai Gaga did not follow them back; instead, he bid farewell to his Master.

The old man sitting inside was not the Holy King.

But this world indeed needed a Holy King.

He would find him.

Bidding farewell to the Master who had raised him, Bai Gaga embarked on his journey alone.

He felt heavy-hearted yet exhilarated.

On this very night.

Li Qi's Heaven Offering Ceremony was completed.

A subtle communication was established.

"Ah, found it," Li Qi looked up at the stars.

All the stars were identical to those in the world, and the starry sky would not change much in any world unless that world was about to fall into great chaos.

"Found what?" Shen Shuibi was cultivating nearby. Hearing this, she stopped her Qi circulation and asked Li Qi.

Li Qi had been busy for several days, planning this Heaven Offering.

"I found the 'Child of Destiny' of this world," Li Qi sighed in relief, saying so.

When a world encounters a crisis, the Heavenly Dao will naturally give birth to a Child of Destiny.

This entire world will help him.

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The Heavenly Dao refining process in the Holy Flame World was interrupted.

The main reason was a lack of personnel.

Originally, there were four First Grade Divine Dao Cultivators positioned at the four cardinal points, starting from there to leverage the Heavenly Dao of this world, then refining it little by little. It would probably take six hundred years, and once the civilization and Heavenly Dao were refined, the Holy Flame World would become an ordinary 'resource world' of the world.

There were countless such worlds in the world.

However, if there were many in the world, that was the concern of those great figures.

For the Baiyue Kingdom Lords, a First Grade world with special products could not be easily given up.

The resources and talents produced there were wealth. A First Grade world could easily support thousands of Second Grade Cultivators and a dozen First Grade Cultivators every ten thousand years, and the Heaven And Earth Treasure unearthed from it would also be First Grade, and it could be produced repeatedly.

As long as it was well cultivated, this was a continuous First Grade cornucopia.

A First Grade world usually produced a large number of First Grade items.

Especially a First Grade world with special products, its value would multiply exponentially, because worlds with special products were rare and hard to come by, and the special products were generally unique, with no competitors to be found throughout the Void Realm.

If this special product also had tangible special value, then the price would soar even more.

Li Qi had read in books that the Divine Dao supposedly had a world with a special product called 'Pantaos,' which were treasures sought after throughout the myriad worlds, exclusive and hard to find elsewhere. They had used this to win over countless people.

Therefore, the wealth of a First Grade world, even for a Second Grade, was extremely considerable, not to mention that this was a special product world with practical value.

Sacred Flame, for the Divine Dao, was indeed a rather good Material, and there was absolutely no need to worry about sales.

So, in the Void Realm...

No, it wasn't in the Void Realm.

Instead, in the chat group of the The Axis of All Realms terminal, the Baiyue Kingdom Lords began their discussion.

This was the so-called 'Country Lord chat group,' but it was indeed the best method.

The reason for this was simple: the Baiyue Kingdom Lord and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord were each responsible for a part of this world cluster, having planned for hundreds of years, and the distance between them had to be measured in light-years.

Even for the Country Lords, such communication was too difficult.

There were many ways to solve it, but the cheapest and most efficient solution was to rent the Human Dao's The Axis of All Realms base stations and place them in the worlds they were responsible for.

This way, even if they were extremely far apart, everyone could communicate in real-time, which was very convenient.

With the help of The Axis of All Realms, these Second Grade mighty figures communicated in the chat group.

"Jin Chi, the world cluster you're responsible for has fallen behind. Now everyone has to stop and wait for you," one Country Lord said very angrily.

Lu Mountain God frowned, operating the terminal to reply: "I've already stated the reason. An unknown Second Grade appeared here, and my son was imprisoned by him. Now I need support. No matter how strong I am, I'm only a First Grade. At least one of you needs to come."

"How can I come? It would take me at least eight years to get to you, eight years! The day lilies would be cold by then," another Country Lord sneered.

"I'm a bit closer, but it would still take five years," another Country Lord said, not mocking, but his voice was still somewhat cold.

The other Country Lords, six or seven in total, each made excuses, stating their reasons, but in summary, it boiled down to three words:

'Can't come'.

Lu Mountain God was furious.

But he could do nothing; he understood the root cause.

Because he was the only First Grade among this group of people planning this matter, and initially, he couldn't even participate in the core, only doing odd jobs.

Even if he was an outstanding First Grade, with immense killing power, not inferior to an ordinary Second Grade, it was useless.

After all, they were not people of the same world.

He was able to join this group because the Lilim Kingdom Lord, for some unknown reason, was summoned back to the world and reportedly suffered punishment from the Grand Diviner, being forced to stay put and clean up the aftermath.

With this opening, he was able to step in and fill the gap.

However, the time was too short to make these people truly consider him one of their own.

So the group temporarily fell silent.

Leaving their own place to help Lu Mountain God would take more than ten years round trip. Who knew if something unexpected would happen in between?

The division of these worlds had long been assigned: one First Grade world, two Second Grade worlds, about ten Third Grade worlds, and two hundred to a thousand Fourth Grade worlds per person, each responsible for their own section, with profits and losses self-borne.

This had been agreed upon long ago.

In other words, even if an accident occurred, Lu Mountain God would have to bear his own profits and losses this time, and he could not interfere with others.

These eight people, together, controlled nearly ten thousand worlds, forming the vast majority of the territory of this wild world cluster.

As for the unranked miniature heaven and earths, you had as many as were in your area; these things were worthless, and no one argued over them.

After these allocations, about a quarter of the world cluster remained, all of which belonged to the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord.

Then everyone worked together to help the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord complete the formation, tearing this world cluster away and gradually moving it to the existing world cluster, so that the fast Universe established by the Third Grades could cover these worlds.

Only then would it be truly considered 'occupying' this world cluster. Afterwards, the foundations of their respective nations would increase, and these Country Lords would naturally become even wealthier.

If it weren't for such immense wealth, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord would not have been able to command so many Country Lords.

But the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord also needed help from others.

Lu Mountain God was not clear about what happened at first, but from what he understood, it was because the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord unexpectedly obtained a formation diagram.

This formation diagram required nine Second Grades to activate, and it could generate a subtle gravitational pull in the Void Realm, pulling and splitting a world cluster.

Finally, it would take about nine hundred years to gradually move it to an area that the fast Universe could cover, officially incorporating it into the territory.

With this formation diagram, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord was able to attract a group of Baiyue Kingdom Lords to come here and endure hardships.

The wealth of a world cluster was too vast, too immense, even he couldn't consume it all alone and needed to find people to share it with.

Lu Mountain God could also barely activate it, which allowed him to fill a position and get a share, but unfortunately, being a First Grade, he couldn't command respect.

Seeing that no one was willing to help, he was fuming with anxiety.

However, at this moment, someone finally spoke.

"Everyone, let's work together. We shouldn't harm our harmony. Since you all have important matters, then I will go."

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord suddenly said.