After obtaining Song Xia's ancient inheritance, the elders and managers of Shenyuan Sect and Xuanguang Sect were all smug, thinking that Song Xia was incredibly foolish for actually handing over such a small amount of resources. They believed that as long as his strength increased, he would be able to obtain as many resources as he wanted.
Almost all cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage began to go into seclusion, which created a very ridiculous situation: the two huge sects were ultimately led by disciples at the Golden Core stage.
Because most of these disciples had gone on missions with Shi Liuchuan and Shi Shuangzhi and witnessed how the two improved their cultivation, they didn't have the same obsession as the elders with going into seclusion to cultivate. In addition, they admired Song Xia, so most of them would consult the three of them on their actions. As a result, real power actually fell into their hands.
Master Qing, Master Chuande, and Fairy Qingxiang were not unaware of this, but they didn't care. They felt that improving their cultivation was the most important thing. As long as their cultivation was higher than Song Xia's, wouldn't they ultimately be in charge?
Song Xia was too naive; her kindness was laughable.
Having so many inheritances, instead of thinking about improving themselves, they actually pity those useless mortals. In the cultivation world, strength is paramount, and the support and worship of mortals are of no use whatsoever.
However, her soft heart is just right, as it gives them a chance to overtake her and ensures that they won't be suppressed by the two saviors once the crisis is over.
Little did they know that while they were mocking Song Xia, Song Xia had already considered them dead. She had given them chances, but they themselves did not cherish them.
Relatively speaking, the disciples with lower cultivation levels are more enlightened. Although there are quite a few scoundrels, at least some of them can be saved.
“Mother, 70,000 mortals have gathered in Yun Gai City and Mengzhou City. Adding to the 50,000 mortals who originally lived within the spheres of influence of Shenyang Sect and Xuanguang Sect, the total number has now reached 120,000. We estimate that there are no more than 20,000 mortals scattered around in other parts of the cultivation world. We are currently searching for them.”
After hearing this, Song Xia sighed deeply: "In such a vast cultivation world, are there really only so few mortals left?"
Not only was she shocked, but the disciples from the two sects who were also involved in the search were even more shocked. Mortals are the foundation of cultivators, and if the real data hadn't been presented to them, they wouldn't have known that things had become so serious.
In particular, some of the disciples were selected from the mortal world to join the two sects. When they returned this time, they found that some of the towns where they used to live, with thousands of people, were now overgrown with weeds.
This was the first time that the lower-level disciples had faced a cataclysmic crisis so directly. They thought that the erosion of many islands, deserts, and mountains by disasters was serious enough, but they did not expect that the human race was almost wiped out.
Cultivators alone cannot sustain a complete world; a continuous stream of mortals is needed to provide hope for the cultivation world in order to continue.
Seeing the tragic scene, these disciples felt a strong sense of crisis and devoted themselves even more to rescuing the mortals. It is estimated that this was the most harmonious time in history for cultivators and mortals to get along.
“Some people have estimated that even if all mortals were gathered together, the number would not exceed 150,000.” Shi Liuchuan’s expression was not good, and then he gave a bitter smile. “If that’s the case, the resources we obtained from the Divine Origin Sect and the Profound Light Sect would be more than enough for a short period of time, but I would rather there be a shortage of resources.”
Song Xia comforted her, "Don't be sad. There's nothing we can do about it. We've rescued so many people. As long as they're alive, there's hope."
"Hmm." Shi Liuchuan nodded. "Mother, will we really be able to successfully open a passage to another world? Will that world be able to accept us cultivators, mortals, and so many spirit beasts?"
"Opening up the passage won't be easy; you and Shuangzhi will need to work even harder. You don't have much time left."
Is this world truly beyond saving?
"The rules of heaven and earth are flawed, and space is collapsing. It cannot be saved by one person alone. In the future, this world will be broken into pieces and lost in the void. If your cultivation level is high enough, you may be able to find the fragments in the future, but piecing together the fragments of a world is far more difficult than creating a new world."
This is why Xiaoling's space gradually grows into a new world, while Zero World is difficult to save.
"Xiao Ling, can your world accommodate 150,000 mortals?"
"Xiaxia, it's okay, I will control the development of the race."
Song Xia opened her mouth, then asked in a daze, "Little Ling, will you evolve into the Heavenly Dao of the new world in the future?"
"I don't know," Xiaoling said, also somewhat bewildered. "I'm not sure if I can do it well."
“You can do it.” Song Xia was very confident. “We’ve been to so many worlds, and you’ve been learning in every one of them. No one is more hardworking or more dedicated than you.”
"But shouldn't the Way of Heaven evolve naturally? I'm just a program that was created."
"Xiao Ling, have you ever thought that you are not just a program, but also the last inheritor of the spirit and willpower of the Zero World? The spark that the Zero World has released into countless worlds?"
"Me...? Hope and the Spark weren't the children we saved together?"
"The children we save are only helping their original worlds return to normal. Do you expect them to leave their worlds and rebuild their future in your world or Zero World? So I think Zero World hopes that you can learn how to manage a new world by communicating with these worlds."
The more Song Xia analyzed it, the more she felt that this might be the truth, and perhaps soon she would have to separate from Xiao Ling.
"Xiaxia, do they trust me that much?" Xiaoling felt immense pressure, afraid she couldn't bear such a burden. "Can I recreate the glory of Zero World?"
"It's not about glory, but about spirit—a spirit of being proactive and never giving up hope. Every world is unique, and there will never be another zero world."
Xiao Ling remained silent for a long time before saying, "Xia Xia, you're right. No matter how much I imitate, I won't be the second Zero World. I might end up doing a poor imitation and failing to live up to Zero World's last expectations of me."
It was fortunate that Xiaxia was there, preventing its thoughts from going to extremes.
"Xiaxia, will you come with me to the new world?"
"Sure, but I don't know if I'll stay there indefinitely."
Xiao Ling didn't insist. It knew that Xia Xia was like an elusive wind; she could stay in one place for a short time, but eventually she would fly to another. There were still many children in the system who needed to be saved, and Xia Xia couldn't bear to leave them behind.
Once the space generates a new world, it and the new world should be separated from the system. Other worlds will not allow a Heavenly Dao to intrude.
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