Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 599

The faint purple glow of the tear in the last crack remained on Sun Wukong's fingertips, while the celestial dome, now mended by the re-establishment of the chaotic starry sky, shone with a warm, gentle light.

However, the tension within the Qitian Palace lingered. The anxiety beneath Ao Guang's dragon scales, the cold glint of the tip of the Antarctic Immortal's whisk, the mortal dust stains on the robes of the Hundred Flower Fairy... On the newly formed foundation of the Three Realms, undercurrents never ceased.

"Old wounds have not yet healed, but new branches should sprout." Sun Wukong's voice was not loud, but it was like a stabilizing needle piercing the heart of the palace. "Mysterious Furnace Boy, where is the formula for the 'Breath of Life Nourishing Pill' that you mentioned that day?"

Xuanlu Boy stepped forward solemnly, his body faintly radiating the lingering aura of Laozi's purple fire: "Reporting to the Great Sage, the rudimentary formula is complete, but it requires the combination of three materials—the essence of the Wu soil from Longevity Mountain, the spirit of the hundred herbs from the descendants of Shennong, and the tenacity of the people cultivating the fertile soil of the mortal world."

He held up a half-illusory, half-real pill in his palm, its earthy yellow color swirling with a misty aura, and within it seemed countless tiny roots were spreading out: "This pill is not merely for fertilizing fields, but is intended to enlighten the spirit of the earth's veins, so that even barren lands can nurture life, allowing both immortal and mortal plants to find their proper place."

"Excellent!" Sun Wukong's golden eyes lit up. "Where is the local deity of Longevity Mountain?"

A golden light gathered at the corner of the hall, and the Earth God of Longevity Mountain appeared, leaning on his dragon-carved staff, his wrinkles holding deep memories of the earth: "This old man receives the decree! The soil of Longevity Mountain is fertile, and I am willing to do my utmost to help. However..."

His cloudy eyes swept over the Flower Fairy and the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints: "The relocation of spiritual plants and the fusion of earth energy require the establishment of rules that do not harm their original source."

"I will personally oversee this matter!" The Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Run, spoke in a voice as loud as thunder, but his gaze was fixed on the verdant Southern Continent reflected on the palace wall. "The dragon race will assist you in dredging the waterways and ditches of the mortal realm!"

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints swallowed hard, and finally bowed his head in defeat under Ao Run's intense gaze.

The wind chimes on the eaves of Mingfa Academy resonate clearly in the humid wind at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

Deep within the academy, another solemn place was quietly built—the Arbitration Court of the Three Realms.

A huge, silvery-white scale phantom floated in the center of the courtyard, with one pan on each side. The left pan supported the "Black Wind Ridge Blood Debt Record," written with the blood and claw marks of the Bear King, while the right pan was empty.

Yang Jian stood solemnly in his silver armor, the newly formed "Heart Scales" divine essence between his brows radiating a clear light that seemed to see into people's hearts.

The Antarctic Immortal sat upright on the jade throne to the right, his face stern: "God of Justice, the path to redemption is easy to open a door, but difficult to close the gaps of wickedness. If any demons imitate this wickedness and feign remorse..."

"The Immortal's concerns are quite valid," Yang Jian said calmly, raising his hand to point.

The empty disc on the right side of the scales suddenly shone brightly, but what it reflected was not a bear, but an image of a snake demon wrapped in false black energy—the very same Nine Nether Python that had feigned conversion in Beiju Luzhou and secretly devoured living souls!
In the video, the snake demon kneels on the ground, weeping bitterly, but the scales of the heart suddenly plummet towards the "sin" side, and thorny chains of law spring out from the edge of the scales, binding it tightly!

“Those who truly repent will have their sincerity judged by the scales of their hearts, and the path to redemption will be a purgatory; those who are hypocritical,” Yang Jian flicked his finger, and the thorny chains ignited with silver flames, burning the serpent demon's phantom to ashes, “will be punished a hundred times more severely by the scales of their hearts!”

The bear listening in the courtroom trembled and lowered its massive body even further.

The newly reclaimed terraced fields of Beiju Luzhou rise like waves, surging towards the Fire Lotus Terrace in the Jingye Valley, which is under restoration.

Nezha stood suspended in mid-air, riding on his Wind and Fire Wheels, the mark of earth fire and lava on his left arm reflecting the lotus platform below.

Before him, a group of ordinary farmers dressed in coarse cloth and short clothes were staring intently at an old mountain god with white hair and beard.

The mountain god held up a miniature, swirling storm in his palm, the sound as deep and resonant as the friction of rock layers:

"This is not the wrath of the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess, but rather the clash between the heat of the sky and the cold of the earth, causing the clouds to surge and collide like galloping horses!"

The storm model disintegrated in his hands; hot air rose, cold air sank, and water vapor condensed into raindrops that fell softly.

"When building a house, do not block the wind; when storing water, you can mitigate drought and flood. Heaven and earth have their own laws. To respect them, you must first understand their language."

Not far away, the prototype of "Tiandi Academy" is being built.

The River God led a clear spring around the courtyard wall, where fish and shrimp could be clearly seen. Several young children squatted by the water, carefully drawing the "waterway dredging diagram" they had just learned on the wet mud with twigs.

A faint yet pure aura of enlightenment rose from their focused brows and eyes, merging into the vast starry sky, which seemed to brighten slightly.

The third heaven, at the top of the Lingxiao Pavilion.

Ao Guang gazed at the starry sky, his dragon eyes still filled with worry: "The reverence of the mortals is waning, and the incense offerings are dwindling. If this continues..."

"Old Dragon King, take a look at this."

Sun Wukong opened his palm.

The palms were not filled with incense smoke and golden mist, but with countless moving threads of light—the satisfaction of farmers on Cangwu Mountain as they stroked the heavy ears of wheat in celebration of favorable weather; the awe at the clouds and mist on the cliffs of Kunlun as the Xuanlu Boy and his medicine boys climbed the cliffs to gather spiritual herbs; even the fire of wisdom that blazed in the eyes of a mortal student in Mingfa Academy as he debated the origin of the law… These threads of light entered the star curtain, and from the depths of the star curtain came the satisfied whisper of the chaotic spiritual embryo. The radiance flowing through the curtain suddenly solidified, and countless golden roots, invisible to the naked eye, drooped down from the edges, sinking even deeper into the mountains and rivers of the Three Realms.

"This is the power of understanding, the desire for cooperation. What the Star Curtain needs is not a groveling, kneeling faith," Sun Wukong's eyes held the profound depth of a furnace forging anew, "but rather a spirit of embracing life with heads held high, acting on behalf of Heaven—a sincere commitment!"

The Return to Origin Festival arrives once more. The celebration is not held in the highest heavens, but rather falls upon the newly grown fertile fields of the Northern Continent.

There was no dragon liver or phoenix marrow on the table. Instead, there were golden-patterned wheat cakes brought by the local earth god of Longevity Mountain, soaked in the vital energy of the soil; jade-green melons and fruits transformed by the spirits of hundreds of herbs by the descendants of Shennong; and red jade cups baked by earth fire guided by the starry sky by mortal craftsmen, filled with the clear and refreshing nectar transformed from the weak water of the Milky Way.

When the banquet was in full swing, Xuanlu Tongzi suddenly stood up and threw the now-solidified Xirang Peiyuan Pill into the sky!

The elixir transformed into a wisp of yellowish-brown vapor and disappeared into the earth. In an instant, the soil beneath everyone's feet seemed to breathe, the wheat field and the adjacent Hundred Flower Garden shimmered with spiritual light, the wheat ears were edged with gold, and the pure energy exhaled by the spiritual flowers nourished the wheat seedlings.

The Earth God of Wanshou Mountain slammed his dragon-shaped staff heavily on the ground, causing the earth's veins to gleam like golden threads. The vines and seeds presented by the descendants of Shennong fell to the ground and grew wildly, intertwining to form a green wall covering the field ridges and the fences of the celestial garden, with the spiritual and mortal aura flowing endlessly among the branches and leaves.

"This is the land of symbiosis!"

Nezha's cheers triggered the earth fire mark on his left arm, and a steady chorus of earth fire lotus platform echoed from the direction of Jingye Valley.

Suddenly, a celestial official rushed to Yang Jian's seat: "Reporting to the True Lord! A giant turtle demon in the North Sea has bound its own claws and brought its natal pearl to the arbitration court, saying that it once capsized ten fishing boats while trying to seize a treasure cave, and is willing to suppress the sea eye for a thousand years to atone for its sins!"

The news spread instantly.

Yang Jian nodded, and a flash of divine energy appeared between his brows, its invisible fluctuations crossing the void to verify the truth.

He looked at the bear watching him intently from the table and said loudly, "The laws of the Three Realms are clear, and the path to redemption and rebirth has been opened, but—" His gaze swept over the immortals and demons with their various expressions, "The scales of conscience hang in the sky, truth and falsehood are immediately judged, and punishments will be severe without leniency!"

The sound waves, carrying the majesty of the law and hope, dispelled the last trace of gloom from the Antarctic Immortal's brow.

Sun Wukong smiled and looked up at the sky.

The starry sky was more dazzling than ever before, with countless golden threads flowing from fields, academies, water control dikes, and even from the notes of ordinary people in the audience of the arbitration tribunal, both magnificent and gentle.

The understanding of the laws of heaven and earth by all living beings, and their cooperative will to build a shared home, are being greedily absorbed by the star curtain, transformed into a vast and powerful force protecting the three realms. Deep within the curtain, the outline of the chaotic spiritual embryo seems to have become clearer, emanating an aura as warm as the spring sun.

The golden cudgel appeared silently in his hand. Sun Wukong lightly touched the ground beneath his feet, and a soft halo rippled out from the cudgel, blending seamlessly with the golden radiance of the starry sky, the fertile soil of symbiosis, and the brilliance of the scales of the law.

He raised his cup, his voice not loud, yet clearly imprinted in the hearts of every living being:
"Returning to the source is not about reverting to the old path. This new era of the Three Realms lies in the two words 'sincereness'—where all beings raise their heads to the heavens and act on behalf of the heavenly way!"

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a few days later.

Above Jingye Valley, the golden light of the starry sky, like gauze and mist, covered the newly completed water and fire synergy hub.

The enormous array plate radiates outward from the Earth Fire Lotus Platform as its core, with crimson and azure runes flickering and flowing. The air is slightly distorted due to the harmonization of energy, emitting a low hum.

Jin stood beside the lotus platform, his expression one of complete focus.

The purple flame mark between his brows burned steadily, and he pressed his hands down, guiding the immense power of the earth fire surging from the depths of the earth's lungs.

The violent energy, powerful enough to incinerate mountains and boil seas, was transformed into countless gentle streams under his exquisite control of chaotic affinity. These streams flowed out along pre-laid copper pipes inlaid with Kunlun jade marrow energy-guiding runes. The pipes, like the veins of a giant dragon, penetrated deep beneath the vast expanse of newly cultivated spiritual fields on the outskirts of Pure Karma Valley.

"Stay calm! The third node in the southwest has increased heat output by half a percent! The seventh node in the northeast is diverting heat to alleviate local overheating!"

Jin's voice was clear and cold, like the clash of metal and stone, echoing in the air above the construction area through the sound transmission conch suspended on the lotus platform.

Below, in the fields, farmers dressed in coarse cloth shirts, their skin reddened by the heat, sprang into action upon receiving the order.

They were not powerful cultivators, but rather carefully selected mortals from the Northern Continent, possessing an instinctive affinity for the land. At this moment, holding specially made temperature-controlling jade talismans, they were adjusting the diversion valves buried deep in the fields in a tense but orderly manner, in accordance with Jin's instructions.

The residual heat from the earth's fire, transported by the copper pipe network, no longer burns everything, but transforms into the purest and most uniform "earth-source warm bed," nourishing the newly sown spiritual seeds beneath the cold, scorched earth.

Visibly, on the hardened and cracked black soil, tender green shoots, brimming with vitality, stubbornly push their way out, greedily absorbing the gentle heat energy from the earth's veins.

Meanwhile, high above, the Milky Way's waters shimmered like silver waves.

The Dragon Clan's elite naval forces, led by Ao Run and Ao Guang, stood solemnly before the "water diversion gate" of the Tianhe River branch.

The enormous gate was carved from millennia-old black ice, upon which sat lifelike statues of icy dragons. Ao Run took a deep breath, his dragon claw gathering rich water essence, and pressed it against the array eye at the core of the gate.

"Activate! Essence of the Weak Water, condense!"

boom!
The sluice gates roared open, and the Heavenly River Weak Water, which had been filtered layer by layer by the Heavenly River Navy formation and had its cold and lifeless power initially removed, did not surge and rush down like it had in the past calamities. Instead, it was guided down like a gentle jade belt through dozens of thick Xuanbing Jade Marrow corridors.

On the surface of the pipe gallery, countless fine dragon purification runes shimmered with a unique azure luster after purification.

The water flowed precisely into the huge reservoir and purification altar that had been dug in advance on the periphery of Jingye Valley.

The bottom of the pool is paved with warm jade mined from the depths of the East Sea, and the pool walls are engraved with the "Yin-Yang Reversal Transformation Array" jointly developed by the Dragon King and the Mysterious Furnace Boy.

Here, the weak water is further settled and harmonized. The remaining subtle Yin energy is transformed into clear and refreshing water spirit by the formation. Then, through the network of glazed pipes that cover the spirit fields, it is transformed into a gentle rain full of vitality, precisely dripping onto every seedling that longs for nourishment.

A network of crimson and azure pipes crisscrosses the land of Jingye Valley, forming a mysterious and magnificent three-dimensional picture – a “water and fire in harmony” energy and irrigation network.

Heat activates the soil, and rain nourishes the growth of all things.

The once barren wasteland is now reviving with tremendous vitality at an astonishing rate.

Chen Yu, the sage who once made immortal contributions to the Southern Continent by controlling floods and bringing peace to the people, now stands on a high platform at the intersection of energy nodes in the Pure Karma Valley, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, serving as the coordinator and commander for the mortal side.

He was excited, feeling the gentle yet powerful pulse of energy deep within the earth beneath his feet.

This is not a divine intervention, but rather a powerful life force that originates from the self-revival of this land beneath our feet!

Just then, a stream of dark golden light descended from the sky and landed beside Chen Yu; it was Sun Wukong.

"How does it feel?"

Sun Wukong asked, his fiery eyes sweeping over the newly formed blessed land.

Chen Yu bowed deeply: "Great Sage! This place has been completely revitalized! This 'water and fire in harmony' net can be described as turning stone into gold, transforming barren land into life! If it can be extended to the entire Luzhou, it will be a blessing for all living beings!"

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and slowly opened his palm.

There floated three crystal fragments, each no bigger than a fingertip, shimmering with a deep, chaotic, dark golden luster and containing subtle nebula vortexes.

This is the core remnant of the former stone heart, containing the supreme power to reshape the three realms and harmonize yin and yang.

However, at this moment, Sun Wukong compressed and sealed more than 99% of their power with his great supernatural abilities, making them appear docile and reserved.

"This fragment of the stone heart was once the cornerstone supporting the Three Realms. Its power is vast and cannot be controlled by any living being alone."

Sun Wukong's voice was calm, yet each word resonated like a bell, clearly carrying for miles around: "However, the way of Heaven is balanced, and all things coexist. Today, I will take its core, the purest 'source,' and refine it into a 'seed of chaotic source power.'"

With a flick of his finger, a seed of chaotic energy flew lightly toward Chen Yu's heart, silently merging into his chest like a snowflake.

boom!
An indescribable, strange feeling instantly swept over Chen Yu's entire body!

It's as if an endless deep-sea current merges into a drop of clear water, and a vast yet incredibly familiar Daoist rhythm naturally flows through my heart.

He did not suddenly possess the power to move mountains and overturn seas, but rather he clearly "perceived" the pulsating frequency of the land beneath his feet, the trajectory of the weak water spirit rain drawn down from above, and even the energy ripples when Jin guided the earth's heat energy in the distance!

"This is not the bestowal of power, but the opening of the 'Source Eye' and the awakening of the 'Dao Sensation'." Sun Wukong's voice was like the sound of the Dao permeating the ears. "Bearing this 'Seed of Source Power,' you virtuous cultivators in the mortal realm can more clearly understand the ultimate principles of the universe's operation. When refining weapons, you can control the subtle timing of the fire; when setting up formations, you can perceive the nodes of the earth's spiritual energy; when nurturing seedlings, you can communicate with the subtle needs of plants; and even when deducing the secrets of heaven, you can obtain a trace of enlightenment from the primordial chaos. This is the beginning of a new path for the mortal cultivation of immortality!"

(End of this chapter)