Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 911 Restoring the Ancient Saint
After a moment of silence, Lord Diao looked Huang Xi up and down, then nodded.

Although it's a bit ugly, this aesthetic suits their spiritual group quite well, which made Lord Mink somewhat fond of it.

With his arm around Huang Xi's shoulder, Diao Ye said, "Since Yao Guang has entrusted you to me, I will also take responsibility for you. Come on, let's go get something to eat first, and then we can discuss your problem."

As Lord Diao moved forward, Huang Xi began to observe the situation in both the upper and lower realms.

As Huang Xi swept across the ground, he saw that the place was full of ruins, with unidentified flesh and blood and huge cocoon-like creatures everywhere. Many places were even covered with bloodstains, making the upper and lower realms look quite absurd.

But once inside, she found it was different from what she had imagined.

Although there were ruins everywhere, the monks were in good spirits. They were actively cleaning up the ruins and constantly salvaging useful items to build their own houses.

Because the materials were rather random, the buildings they constructed were also rather random. Various materials were simply piled up haphazardly, making Huang Xi feel as if he were looking at an anthill underground, only turned upside down on the surface.

Looking at these buildings, Huang Xi couldn't help but compare them to the buildings in the Blissful Realm.

In the Pure Land, every building must be constructed according to certain specifications, and violations are absolutely prohibited.

The length of the corridor in Caifeng Hall must be strictly limited, and the number of people inside must also be limited.

The amount of rest time each person can have each day will be limited, but this is an imitation and tribute to the ancient sages, and it is a very necessary measure.

The ancient sages are the founders of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the origin and foundation of all culture. Everything in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss originates from the ancient sages, and imitating the ancient sages is the most important and the most sublime behavior.

Therefore, upon seeing the unbridled construction here, Huang Xi felt extremely uncomfortable, and even had an urge to escape and never return.

Suppressing her discomfort, she asked the mandarin duck, "Where are we going?"

"Eat something. I'm telling you..."

Before Lord Diao could finish speaking, Sword Immortal Yun said ominously from the side, "If you dare to bring people to eat at Zhangyan again, I'll stab you to death!"

"What's wrong with opening your eyes! Open-eye flavor is so delicious, why don't you like it! Besides, Boss Chen recently launched an orange flavor, can't you go and try it!"

"You're the only one who still likes to keep your eyes open. Anyway, you're not allowed to go."

With a soft sigh, Lord Mink had no choice but to lead the two into a twisted building.

The building resembles a giant beehive, with numerous illegal structures piled up here, and all sorts of strange rooms scattered throughout.

With the restrictions on their living environment lifted, cultivators from both the upper and lower realms displayed an immense enthusiasm for land and rooms. They didn't care whether their rooms were functional or had a reasonable layout. Their only requirement was size.

It has to be big!
Driven by this goal, they frantically expanded their buildings, filled their rooms with all sorts of materials, and even fought each other over a small amount of living space.

The resulting problem was that the rooms were all bizarre and had extremely strange functions, which made Lin Yuan frown. He hoped that he could train some administrative personnel as soon as possible to properly guide the ideas of the people here.

Before that, we can only prioritize solving the calamities brought by the Chrysalis people; this problem can only be left unresolved for now.

After finally managing to find a building, Mink sighed, "Let's stay here. The orange fried rice here is especially delicious. We can eat and chat at the same time."

Huang Xi could have held back for a while, but when she saw the bright orange fried rice served, filled with chunks of orange and plump, colorful rice, she couldn't hold back any longer. "I've been thinking ever since I arrived that this place is way too casual. A house that isn't square enough isn't a house, and food with weird colors isn't food. A place without a leader can only be considered the suburbs. This place is really too backward."

Yun Jianxian narrowed his eyes, but Diaoye remained very calm.

She gestured for Yun Jianxian to sit down, took a large bite of rice, and then slowly said, "No matter how backward you are, you still need our help."

That one sentence, which hit the nail on the head, immediately silenced Huang Xi.

She sat down quietly and said in a low voice, "That's right, so you've eaten. Can you answer my question now?"

"This is nothing. Anyway, let's get to your question."

After hearing Huang Xi's question, Lord Diao was speechless.

Is this even considered a big deal?
Has the Pure Land been too peaceful for too long that something as simple as composing poetry can be treated as an important issue?

In Lord Diao's opinion, this guy is just bored out of his mind. He'll be fine when he sells his kidneys and lies down for a couple of days.

Although it was a rather helpless situation, since it was a task given by Yao Guang and Lin Yuan, Lord Diao wouldn't refuse.

The two are heroes from both realms, and are predecessors who liberated everything. If she can't even complete such a small task given by her predecessors, then there's no point in her staying here.

After comparing the two poems, Lord Diao pondered for a moment and then said, "Let me guess, this one was written by Senior Lin, right?"

"That's right, how did you know?"

"Although Senior Lin hid it very well, the humanity within it cannot be hidden. I don't understand poetry very well, but in my opinion, what you call good poetry is more like a rejection of humanity. The less human the poetry is, the more you like it."

"How could that be!" Huang Xi chuckled. "Are you mistaken? Writing poetry is our way of paying homage to the ancient sages, who are the greatest beings in history. You say that the poetry we admire lacks humanity, aren't you implying that the ancient sages lacked humanity?"

"It's just speculation. We also use the Spirit Realm, but not in many places yet, because our Upper and Lower Realms haven't recovered to that level. However, in my opinion, the Spirit Realm is a group of spells that have abandoned human touch, and your so-called ancient saints are similar to the Spirit Realm in this respect."

"Nonsense!" Huang Xi stood up angrily, glaring at Diao Ye. "I can tolerate you insulting me, but I will not allow you to insult the Ancient Saints! To actually compare the Ancient Saints to the Magic Group is a provocation against us!"

Facing Huang Xi's anger, Diao Ye's expression remained unchanged as he continued chewing his rice, saying, "It seems I was right. You should also have a vague feeling that the existence of the Ancient Saint is somewhat strange. I don't know much about the Ancient Saint, but from your description, he seems to have some of the characteristics of a Star Lord, and to some extent, he has limited your development. Your aversion to the poems of the Spirit Realm is a normal reaction, which means that you are trying to break free from the Ancient Saint's control, but you yourself haven't realized it yet."

A phoenix cry rang out, and scorching flames erupted from Huang Xi's body, causing the temperature here to soar continuously.

But Lord Mink still ignored the other party's flames and said to Huang Xi, "If you still don't believe me, then how about we go and restore it?"

"Restore what?"

"To restore the ancient sages, use the Spirit Realm."

　I'm too busy today, so I can only update once. Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)