Integration of districts and counties
“The prerequisite is the integration of districts and counties, and Districts 8 and 9 must be interconnected!”
"The Wang family's spirit ship can transport people. The spiritual energy in Wendao Mountain is more abundant than that in District 8, but the spiritual energy in District 8 under the spirit gathering formation is also sufficient. I just hope that Miss Qianluo and your friends can settle everyone down well."
Wang Wenzhu met the girl's clear amber eyes, and the wrinkles on her face gradually relaxed. She smiled gently and relievedly: "You can save District 8."
"Of course." Qian Luo nodded seriously and took the worn storage bag. This was the Wang family's treasure. With the Wang family's blood, one could possess the heritage of a century-old family.
"But you really don't regret it?"
Tears welled up in Wang Wenzhu's eyes. "I don't regret it. I came to Wendao Mountain just to escape the riots, but after arriving, I realized that Wendao Mountain is exactly the world I imagined. There's no crushing rent here, no arena where life-or-death struggles take place. Every month, I can receive low-grade spirit stones and elixirs. I can learn alchemy, learn techniques, and even have food."
"I think that what the Daoist Mountain needs now is more resources. It just needs more magical instruments, elixirs, and talismans. District 8 has all of these."
"In District 8, there's no leader, so riots are likely to break out. Now the only way to solve the problem is for you and your friends to step forward and suppress the riots."
"I used the Wang family's treasure. I can't let my ancestors down, but I can't blindly give the treasure to other members of the Wang family. I just hope that when a member of the Wang family breaks through the Qi training stage, they can receive a mid-level or high-level magic weapon as a reward exclusive to the Wang family."
There are less than fifty mid-level or high-level magic weapons, which should be enough for the Wang family as weapons. As for spiritual weapons, only foundation-building cultivators can use them, so she doesn't ask for them.
Qian Luo glanced at the storage bag and nodded. She decided to discuss it with Liu Xiaoqing and the others tomorrow: "Sister Wang, thank you for your trust in us. We will definitely not let you down!"
Wang Wenzhu felt uncomfortable when she heard the honorific and rubbed her hands. "No, just call me Aunt Wang. I know you're the Xiaoluo that Sister Wenxiu often talks about. There's no need to be so unfamiliar."
She paused and said, "I heard everything that happened that day. You and your brother had good intentions and are both good children. Wenxiu and the others have gone to District 7. After the district-county barrier was closed, I haven't heard from them since."
She wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice choked with sobs: "I really miss her and Siyu. I don't know how they are doing..."
Hearing this, Qianluo's heart softened. Looking at her face, which was similar to Aunt Wenxiu's, she nodded and said, "I'm very happy that you can tell me this. When I go to District 7, I will help you convey this to Aunt Wenxiu."
The two people behind him chatted about some daily matters, and Wang Wenzhu waved her hand: "No need to see me off, go back quickly, don't catch a cold..." Halfway through her words, she froze again and forced a smile, "Oh, I forgot, you are cultivators..."
"It's still better to be a cultivator! It seems that I have to keep working hard to successfully draw the Qi into my body, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with you young people." Wang Wenzhu joked and was surprised. She seemed not to have felt so relaxed and happy for a long time.
Wendao Mountain is such a great place.
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District 8
Everyone was in a state of chaos, and the streets were filled with people shouting, "What! The district chief and the elders are dead? What should we do next?"
"I don't think we need to do anything. We don't even have to pay the rent. The people in the Colosseum have been released, and the beasts have escaped. I heard that after the fire at the Colosseum last time, all the guards left. I had a feeling that chaos was going to happen!"
"That's right! I don't know how the district chief and the elders died, but I, Da Zhuang, want to say this: whoever killed them must be a good person!" Da Zhuang stood up, stepped onto the steps, and looked at the neighbors below, speaking passionately, "You don't know how much Grandpa Sun suffered in there! Was District 8 still a place where people could live? Even with the district chief and the elders, the rents went up, people and animals fought each other, the casino was in chaos, and in the end, didn't all the low-grade spirit stones end up in the storage bags of District Chief Wang Tongtian and the three elders?"
"They've got a brilliant plan. They've taken all the money from ordinary people like us, leaving us struggling to survive while they become incredibly wealthy!"
This statement aroused the public's indignation: "Yes, Da Zhuang is right! We used to live a good life in District 8. We went out early and came back late every day, working day and night, just to earn more spirit beads. But now that the district chief and the elders are dead, we don't have to pay rent anymore, and we don't have to live so stingy anymore!"
"That's right, I think the one who killed the district chief and the elders is our benefactor!"
However, some people were worried about the future: "The elder and the district chief are dead, but you can't guarantee that the Immortal Cultivation Alliance will send a new district chief to take over. If the new district chief takes over again, then what will we do?"
"Yes, you said this was our benefactor, but why do I feel like he might be a bandit leader? Many people have searched the rooms of the district chief and the elders, but haven't found any low-grade spirit stones or magical tools. I don't know where these things went."
Someone rolled their eyes and muttered, "That guy might have been caught stealing by the district chief and the elders, and they were no match for the bandit leader, so he was killed. I think it's a pretty shameless thing to do. How can you say he's our benefactor of District Eight?"
Da Zhuang was so angry at these nonsense that he choked: "But that man did a good thing by burning down the Colosseum!"
"Then tell me where all those treasures went? Did they just fly away into thin air?"
"He burned down the Colosseum, but it has nothing to do with us. We weren't imprisoned there! But what about those treasures? What about those low-grade spirit stones? Why can't we have a share?"
Facing the greedy faces, Da Zhuang was so angry that he took a half step back. The crowd below was pressing forward and loudly refuting what Da Zhuang said, causing him to fall down the stairs. He covered his buttocks and grimaced in pain: "You...you..."
Just when the situation was in chaos, a green sword flew from the sky. The sword light was sharp and dangerous, as if warning everyone in District 8.
There seemed to be someone standing on the long sword, but they were too far away to see clearly. They could vaguely see a blue robe with fluttering ribbons, and it seemed to be a young girl.
"Everyone in District 8, listen up! From now on, you belong to Daoshan. If you disagree, you can fight this Foundation Establishment cultivator."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword flashed. Although they were too far away to see the light clearly, everyone in District 8 couldn't help but feel a chill and tremble all over. They couldn't help but kneel down in submission.
After all, this was a Foundation Establishment cultivator! There was only one Foundation Establishment cultivator in District 8, so he could only be the District Chief.
"Could it be that this person is the newly appointed district chief?"
"I heard this guy say, 'Wendao Mountain,' what kind of mountain is this? Is there such a mountain in District 8?"
"Looking at this posture, he doesn't look like the district chief sent by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. He looks a bit like the bandit leader that everyone talks about. Otherwise, why does he speak and act like a bandit?"
Before the man finished his discussion, he saw that the place where the light was pointing was actually a forest. All the trees in the forest had been cut down. There were crackling sounds one after another, revealing flat and neat tree stumps.
Everyone gasped. If this sword fell on their heads, it would be...
Only then did they realize how rude and utterly despicable their words and actions were! If Wang Tongtian were still alive, they would have been thrown into the Colosseum and become food for the vicious animals!
Everyone looked at each other and knelt down to welcome the new district chief. Rows of them lowered their knees and shouted, "Thank you, district chief..."
Before he could finish his words, a white light appeared and everyone stood up. Only then did they hear that cold female voice: "No need to kneel."
"This..." This is really confusing and people don't understand what the new district chief means.
A few people in the middle stage of Qi training wanted to ask the district chief's name, but they saw a flash of sword light, and the man actually flew on the sword, flying farther and farther away.
"What does this mean?"
This person's words and actions are so unpredictable that it's really confusing. However, no one dared to complain loudly, and all their doubts were suppressed in their hearts. After that person left, a very large and gorgeous spirit ship suddenly floated in the sky.
Someone recognized the boat and exclaimed, "I've seen this boat before. I saw it a few days ago!"
"What's engraved on the boat?"
"Wendao Mountain, what kind of mountain is this? Why are there such words carved on it?"
Someone retorted: "No, no, a few days ago it was clearly inscribed with the word 'Wang', how did it become 'Wendao Mountain'?"
Da Zhuang also recovered from his surprise and pointed at the figure above: "Look, there seems to be someone standing up there!"
"Da Zhuang, don't point your finger at them! If this capricious district chief wants to take action against you, you'll be in trouble!"
Having said that, Dazhuang always felt that the new district chief was a good person.
The spirit ship flew lower and lower, finally stopping on a patch of grass. Everyone looked at each other, unsure whether to go or not. But remembering the moody new district chief, they bravely went to greet the guests on board.
After the monks and mortals from District Eight arrived at the grassland, they discovered that several low-level Qi training monks had come down, and the monk leading them was actually a woman! This was really unbelievable, and many people were a little contemptuous.
"What do you mean by 'Wen Dao Mountain'? You just sent a few women here. I thought the new district chief had some new tricks, but I didn't expect it to be someone whose cultivation is even lower than mine."
Han Tong immediately exploded when she heard this, rolling up her sleeves and ready to fight, but Yang Ruxuan immediately grabbed her by the neck and said, "Don't cause trouble. Don't forget what we're here for today."
Hearing this, Han Tong curled her lips and said, "I don't think District 8 has been oppressed that much. These monks are so stubborn. If they punish him to serve in the mines for a few days, he will behave himself."
Liu Xiaoqing has dealt with these situations many times and is very experienced.
She walked up to the cultivator, smiling but saying nothing, until the cultivator's scalp tingled from being stared at. He couldn't help but speak, but Liu Xiaoqing didn't respond. Instead, she interrupted him and looked at the puzzled crowd behind him: "Hello everyone, I'm Liu Xiaoqing, the head of Wendao Mountain, the number one sect in District Nine."
When everyone heard this, they immediately went into an uproar. They all started discussing, "When will District Nine start intervening in District Eight's affairs?"
Liu Xiaoqing smiled harmlessly and pointed upwards: "If you are not convinced, you can argue with our Foundation Establishment District Director."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces immediately turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. They knew that with their own strength, there was no way they could possibly deal with that unfamiliar female Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, this Foundation Establishment cultivator was so advanced that she had actually single-handedly killed the former district chief and three elders.
These monks can only talk nonsense, but dare not take real action. Isn't this like hitting a rock with an egg?
"Everyone, be quiet."
"As everyone knows, District Eight is leaderless, and now we, Wendao Mountain, have taken over. Let us introduce Wendao Mountain to everyone. Wendao Mountain is located in a former mine in District Nine. The mine is rich in spiritual energy, and everyone can practice and absorb spiritual energy for free."
"Anyone with spiritual roots can enter the Dao Mountain and practice on their own."
"If someone doesn't want to leave their homeland, we won't force them."
"First of all, Wendao Mountain will give out three low-grade spirit stones every month, which can be used to obtain a bottle of elixir. A meal in Wendao Mountain's cafeteria costs five spirit beads, and there are windows open during the morning, noon, and evening hours."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in District 8 started talking. "What?! The benefits at Wendao Mountain are so good! They give out three low-grade spirit stones for free, and you can even get elixirs. We couldn't get these elixirs before, we had to buy them at the store!"
Someone gritted his teeth, as if remembering his own experience of buying pills, and stamped his feet: "Yeah, I bought them before, they weren't cheap, they were damn expensive!"
"Didn't anyone notice there's a cafeteria? Doesn't having a cafeteria mean I never have to cook for myself again?"
Seeing such good benefits, some monks boldly continued to ask, "What if there are so many of us and there are not enough resources to share? Is your mine big? Can there be enough space for so many of us to live there? Do we have to pay rent?"
Liu Xiaoqing and Jiang Shuyu exchanged a glance, their lips curled up. Jiang Shuyu reassured everyone, "Don't worry, Wendao Mountain is very large, but there aren't many rooms. You can build houses or dig caves nearby. Although the conditions are a bit simple, we don't charge rent."
"As for the resource issue, all the resources were obtained with the support of the former District Heads of District Nine and Eight. We have confiscated a lot of low-grade spirit stones, which are currently enough to support everyone's monthly allowance."
"Let me be frank. Although we welcome everyone to come and practice, if anyone fails to successfully draw Qi into their body within three years, we will have no choice but to ask them to leave the mountain."
Jiang Shuyu smiled slightly: "I hope everyone understands."
The cultivator who had been so arrogant before now blushed, "Then what should we do if three low-grade spirit stones are not enough for us cultivators who have already drawn Qi into our bodies?"
Someone murmured, "Can't you just open the cafeteria for free?"
"Yeah, I thought it was so good. Isn't it just three low-grade spirit stones? Doesn't the canteen have to pay for it? Then all the money you give us should be paid to the canteen. In total, we have paid extra spirit beads!"
Shi Xiaoxiao gnashed her teeth until they were broken, but she maintained a respectable smile. "It's precisely because we only collected a limited amount of low-grade spirit stones. We're not a treasure trove that produces spirit stones endlessly. Wendao Mountain isn't a charity, so we can't give away everything for free."
"We also need to pay wages to the monks who work, provide rewards to monks who make faster progress, and various problems of the sect also require expenditures, so we can only use this method to promote consumption and mobilize everyone's enthusiasm!"
"If you're short on money, you can go to our mission hall and take on the corresponding mission. After completing the mission, you'll receive the corresponding reward. Generally speaking, in the Daodao Mountain, ordinary cultivators or mortals who haven't yet absorbed Qi into their bodies will still have a surplus after spending a month."
Han Tong was so angry that she held her head high and shouted deliberately: "We also distribute exercises, alchemy manuals and spiritual plant illustrations to cultivators for free!"
Seeing how hard they were working, Yang Ruxuan couldn't help but look sullen. "You can pass the exam to enter the Alchemy Pavilion and learn the art of alchemy. Not only will you get a salary every month, but you can also get an extra bottle of pills."
Almost everything that needed to be said had been said, and the people on the spirit ship also came down. Many people in District 8 saw that among those coming down were people they knew, neighbors, friends, and relatives they hadn't seen for many years.
"Hey, Old Wu, why are you on this boat? Is District 9 any good?"
"Don't mention it. I accidentally entered the teleportation array and was sent to serve in the mine in District 9. Life was so hard, but at least I'm still alive!" He pointed tremblingly at the girls in front of him. "Don't look at their young age, but they do practical things and good things, and they relieve the people's worries! They care about us old people very much, and they are especially good to women!"
"Now that I'm old and have no spiritual roots, I want to return to my roots. My family is in District 8, and I can't stay in District 9 forever. So today, I came back on a spiritual ship. This spiritual ship is really big and fast. It only took more than an hour to get here! After Districts 8 and 9 are connected, I can take my family to visit District 9."
Old Wu looked very proud: "Just think of it as a trip! I'm old now, it's time to enjoy myself!"
Everyone was shocked: "What? This spirit ship has become public?"
Old Wu immediately said mysteriously, "I heard that this spirit ship was donated by the Wang family. It will become a public transportation between Districts 8 and 9!"
Their faces lit up with joy. "Then we can get on board and experience the feeling of flying. We used to love that stowaway spaceship, and now we can ride one too. We can also go to District 9 and see some different scenery."
Some people wondered, "Can ordinary people sit here?"
Old Wu, who was leaning on a cane, became angry when he heard this. He glared and said, "Why can't I take the bus? District Nine is fine. They don't discriminate against mortals and cultivators. Look, I'm just going home on the spirit ship, aren't I?"
The man sneered, "But Old Wu, you're not a cultivator. How can you prove that this Dao Mountain is so good?"
Old Wu was choked by what he said, then he spotted a figure in the crowd and pointed at her in surprise: "Look, that's Xiaoyue! My neighbor's little girl, you remember her too, right?"
The man took a closer look, his eyes wide as bells. He then rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his mouth wide open. "Am I seeing things? This girl has been gone for a year, and she's actually managed to draw Qi into her body! I remember this girl has four spiritual roots, and she's been trying to draw Qi into her body since she was a child, but she's never been successful!"
Old Wu raised his eyebrows, stroked his white beard, and squinted his eyes. The few people who had just boasted immediately chased after him and asked, "What's going on? Could it be that the mines in Wendao Mountain are so well-paid?"
Seeing that Old Wu was smiling but saying nothing, they all became anxious: "Old Wu, just tell us!"
"Yes, Grandpa Wu, we also want to hear it. We have four spiritual roots, and we don't know if we can draw Qi into our bodies." Several young men and women immediately pulled the sleeves of the kind old grandfather, their eyes wide open, with a strong desire for knowledge.
"I, Old Wu, swear that everything Miss Xiaoqing and the others said is true! Wendao Mountain gives out spirit stones and elixirs, and you can also get rewards by completing tasks. There is indeed a surplus every month. The spiritual energy in the mines of Wendao Mountain is natural, which is also beneficial to us mortals. Unlike our spirit gathering array, to put it bluntly, it is just a formation. Man-made spiritual energy is definitely not as good as natural spiritual energy."
The last sentence is Old Wu’s own idea. He thinks that the spiritual energy of Wendao Mountain is just the right spiritual gathering array!
Because this formation was broken by Wang Tongtian! He looked down on it!
Everyone immediately surrounded him and asked him many questions. The same thing happened to the Wang family. When many people saw the Wang family of three returning safely, they immediately chased them and asked them all kinds of questions.
Finally, Old Wu was annoyed by the group's questions. He was drowned in the crowd and shouted, "Stop surrounding me. You're going to break my back! My partner is here. Please let me pass quickly. My daughter and granddaughter are waiting for me to come back for the reunion dinner!"
The grass was full of people. Some relatives who hadn't seen each other for years were crying and hugging each other. Some enthusiastic people took the initiative to talk about their cultivation in District 9. Some people who had returned home after many years found that their relatives had passed away many years ago and were in great pain.
Seeing this scene, Liu Xiaoqing couldn't help but sigh: "There are so many different kinds of people. Let them experience it for themselves in the future."
Jiang Shuyu nodded: "Yes, our original intention of establishing the Dao Mountain was just to help them have a place to practice. I didn't expect that it would become bigger and bigger after annexing the eight districts."
"You two are right!" Han Tong raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Miss Qianluo has conquered a vast territory for us. We must expand and become stronger, striving to annex the next three districts!"
Yang Ruxuan contradicted her again: "Why do we have to go down the mountain? Can't you be more ambitious and unify the nine districts and expand the Tianyan Continent!"
Shi Xiaoxiao's mouth dropped open when she heard this. "You're really imaginative! Whether we can live to see that day is still unknown. Come on, sisters, work hard together and cultivate so that we can see a unified world!"
Han Tong came over quietly and spoke to her, "Xiao Xiao, use your intuition to test whether this day will come true for us."
Shi Xiaoxiao uttered an "Ah" and rolled her eyes at her: "Do you really think I can predict the future? How can I know something so far away! I don't even know when I will complete my foundation building, how can I know this?"
The two chatted and laughed, and Yang Ruxuan in front frowned and urged them, "Hurry up, you two, we still have to go to the Treasure Pavilion and Zhenweilou in District 8 to discuss business!"
Han Tong and Shi Xiaoxiao smiled at each other, their brows relaxed. "Now we really want to become bigger and stronger. We're even talking about big orders!"
"They say that Dan cultivators get rich quickly, but it seems our District Nine's fortunes are still to come!"
The two chatted for a while, and then they noticed that the three people in front were walking faster and faster. They immediately caught up with them and said cheerfully, "Hey, wait for us!"
The sun was scorching, and the snow gradually melted, revealing its original lush green. The strong wind blew through the girls' Taoist robes, making a rustling sound. The people behind them cheered, but they were the only ones who braved the wind and snow and moved forward.
Five blue figures walked further and further away.
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