Rewrite the myth and become the Taoist!

Chapter 321 He declared himself king, and named the ten-mile-long kingdom Qing!

"You... what ancestor?"

"No, Ancestor, you're way too small."

Xiang Ji was taken aback. He picked up the little doll dressed in a red Taoist robe who could speak human language, thinking it was just a cute art style, but it turned out to be exactly what it looked like.

"Boy, you're incredibly audacious! You even dare to arrest your ancestor? The ancestor has the backing of the heavens; do you even know what the heavens are?"

"Heavens above! This is a forbidden existence that even your world cannot afford to offend! He's extremely petty; if you mess with the Ancestor, you'll definitely suffer the consequences!!"

[The old ancestor thrashed about, but was powerless to break free. Enraged, it slammed its purple-gold gourd down on Xiang Ji's forehead with a thud.]

"Did you hear me! You bastard! Get back to the ancestor right now!"

[The old ancestor roared like a ferocious tiger at Xiang Ji.]

"I can't take you back. Why don't you call out to Him a few times? See if He will take you back."

Xiang Ji picked at his ear, then removed the purple-gold gourd from the Yiya Ancestor's body. He could tell that although the ancestor looked fierce, he couldn't break free from him, a mere mortal, in his rage, clearly lacking real strength.

However, this ginseng baby ancestor, summoned by the "Mythical Holy Emperor," was actually a red-clad figure.

【eccentric.】

"Qingyun?"

[The old ancestor finally calmed down and raised its head to shout.]

After a long silence, the surroundings were completely still.

[The old ancestor leaped three inches high, landed on the table, and screamed at the top of his lungs.]

"Although I, your ancestor, intercepted the spiritual seeds for my own enrichment, and although I stole precious medicines to cultivate... I have rendered meritorious service to Green Mountain!"

"Qingyun, do you still remember...?"

"I shed my blood for the green hills! Heaven is unjust!!!"

[The old ancestor cried out that he was wronged.]

【silence.】

A deathly silence.

"It's...it's all over..."

[The ginseng leaves on the old ancestor's head drooped completely, covering his eyes, and the child slumped like a dough ball, as if his bones had been removed. His fleshy hand slapped his forehead.]

"Is she really angry...?"

Since the "Azure Cloud Sword Master" attained enlightenment and became known as "Azure Heaven," these disciples of the Daoist lineage, wherever they are, can communicate with the Heavenly Dao by reciting the name of their Daoist Master.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao does not respond, which suggests only two possibilities: either the Azure Heaven knows but chooses not to intervene, or this realm is isolated from the Heavenly Dao.

[Regardless of the outcome, it's unacceptable to the Yiya Ancestor. Moreover, when it was first captured by this human cub, it tried using the Green Mountain magic because this place lacks spiritual energy.]

With its own race's meager strength, it couldn't even defeat a human cub.

【"escape!"】

[The old ancestor, not having given up hope, suddenly sprang up with a somersault, his little feet landing on the table, muttering incantations.]

[—Completely still.]

Just as the old ancestor was about to try other methods, Xiang Ji grabbed him by the back of the neck and lifted him up.

Their eyes met.

[The human boy's eyes reflected a ginseng doll frozen in place, its pupils mirroring the boy's slowly spreading lips.]

"Ancestor, is it?" Xiang Ji slammed a broken bowl down with his other hand. "Alchemy or soup? Choose one."

"Eeya ya ya!!"

Having lost his patron, the Old Ancestor Yiya deeply understood the principle that "a wise man knows when to yield and a good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him."

[With a flick of her wrist, the old ancestor instantly switched to a fawning smile, rubbing her small hands together as she slid from Xiang Ji's palm to kneel on the table. "Please, please, the old ancestor is new to your esteemed land and is not yet accustomed to the change in status. I apologize for any offense I may have caused earlier."]

"Ahem... let's make soup then."

[Xiang Ji had barely raised an eyebrow when the child darted onto his shoulder with lightning speed. Her tiny fists rained down on his shoulder, the force lighter than a tickle: "Look! Although the Ancestor's power is temporarily... cough cough... limited..."]

"But we're experts in the ways of plants and trees across the three realms! Making soup wouldn't be appropriate, would it?"

"It's said that ginseng babies that have become sentient are highly nourishing. Making soup with them would be a waste; let's refine them into elixirs," Xiang Ji nodded, speaking to himself.

"You little brat—you're really stubborn! All you know is eating, eating, eating!"

[The old ginseng leaf suddenly burst open, and the chubby little face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. But in the instant Xiang Ji lowered his eyes, he forced a smile, his change of expression as fast as turning the pages of a book.]

"What's the point of refining pills? As long as you keep the ancestor alive, there will be plenty of pills for your future cultivation path! You can eat until you have diarrhea!"

【"Snapped!"】

[Suddenly, the jade ginseng leaf burst forth with a seven-colored glow, and a cluster of spiritual energy imbued with Daoist principles was forcibly pulled out and held obsequiously to Xiang Ji's nose.]

[The old ancestor's pounding motion suddenly turned into a fawning shoulder-massaging, completely forgetting that just moments before he had been pointing at Xiang Ji and shouting.]

[Xiang Ji subconsciously took a deep breath, and a seven-colored glow entered his body. His heavy, mountain-like body felt three-tenths lighter, and he felt as if he were floating on clouds.]

The results were remarkable.

[With a thought, the ginseng doll's interface appeared before him.]

……

[Character: Yiya Ancestor (Red)]

[Realm: Qi Refiner (800 years of cultivation)]

[Methods: Azure Sky Great Sun Burning Qi Scripture (completely ignorant), Seventy-Two Wonderful Methods of Green Mountain (beginner level), Five Elements Escape Technique (close to the Dao), Supernatural Powers of Plants and Trees...]

[Treasure: Purple Gold Gourd]

[Comment: The master of Shennong Valley, Zixiao Island, Qingshan Mountain, in the East Sea, manages eight thousand innate spirits. He spends his days indulging in food, drink, and entertainment, neglecting his duties. He is not skilled in combat, but he has deeply grasped the essence of the Dao of Deception.]

……

"What do you mean it's not good at fighting? Isn't it just a mascot?"

Xiang Ji's face darkened upon seeing the comment, and he thought to himself, "Is this supposed to be a 'red figure'? Is it because this Yiya Ancestor possesses the treasure, the Purple Gold Gourd? Or is it because of the Green Mountain Dharma he carries?"

When he looked up again, he met the wide, starry eyes of the old ancestor, whose head was covered in ginseng leaves forming a heart shape.

Xiang Ji smiled and said, "Ancestor, I was just joking with you before. How could I possibly want to eat you? I'm not that kind of person. I just don't know what kind of supernatural power that seven-colored light was just now?"

"Our ancestor knew you were the kindest."

[The old ancestor, Yiya, wore a beaming smile, giving off an "I can teach this kid" look, while inwardly he was furiously complaining, "Your face is just like that guy I met back then... Wait, the more I look at this kid, the more he resembles him?"]

"That's not supernatural power..."

The seven-colored glow represents the "cultivation" of the Yiya Ancestor. That last burst of "purple glow" cost the Yiya Ancestor ten years of his cultivation. This seven-colored glow nourishes the body; mortals who inhale it will live to be a hundred years old.

[The Old Ancestor Yiya saw that Xiang Ji's injury had reached its root cause, and with a determined effort, "voluntarily" gathered ten strands of seven-colored light to help Xiang Ji repair his body.]

Xiang Ji put down the broken bowl, quite satisfied. He also obtained the "Azure Sky Great Sun Burning Qi Scripture" and the "Seventy-Two Wonderful Methods of Azure Mountain" from the Yiya Ancestor. Who wouldn't covet such methods of immortality? However, he couldn't even get a foothold in the door after practicing for a whole night.

[The Old Ancestor Yiya said that this world lacks celestial spiritual energy, and its own magical power diminishes with each use. The only way to enter this great Dao is through enlightenment.] [Those who can achieve enlightenment through "worldly energy" can create new methods, and once they ascend to Green Mountain, they can establish their own lineage and become its leader. The Old Ancestor Yiya does not believe Xiang Ji is such a person.]

Xiang Ji expressed his understanding. The "Purple Gold Gourd," a treasure from Green Mountain, could condense moonlight and accelerate the growth of spiritual herbs. He had studied it and found its effects to be remarkable. If moonlight could also benefit "spiritual seeds," it would be a "national treasure."

[Xiang Ji introduced the Yiya Ancestor to Xue'er and Feiyan Thirteen. The two were not surprised by the talking ginseng doll; such plant spirits were not uncommon in the Tianhuang Wilderness of Xiazhou.]

[Seven days later.]

[Xiang Ji finally arrived in the Yuan Kingdom. After being washed and dressed by his maids, he met with the Yuan Kingdom's officials.]

In the royal palace, civil and military officials stood on both sides, staring at the pale-faced boy with varying expressions.

Xiang Ji remained unfazed. He knew that many people present wanted him dead, while many others wanted him alive.

At this moment, an old general with white hair glared angrily, emanating a heavy aura that pressed down on Xiang Ji, while Xiang Wenlong lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing this, Xiang Ji felt a chill in his heart; his starting point was even worse than that of the hostage emperor in history.

At least their father is kind and their son is filial.

On his way here, Xiang Ji had already considered the current situation and made worst-case scenario plans. He was weak and powerless in the Yuan Kingdom, lacking background, talent, and resources.

Although he is the legitimate son, he is the son of a dancer, of poor birth, and currently he is not favored by his father, Xiang Wenlong.

[If his father, Xiang Wenlong, had no heir, he could have been made crown prince upon returning to court, which was still a possibility.]

As for now...

The Yuan state dared to take the initiative to send troops to provoke the hegemon Jin state, and even won the battle.

[They already possess the strength to contend for supremacy.]

[With Fei Yan Thirteen's strength, she can still handle a martial artist at the Military Command Realm, but what if the First Generation Military Master, the Furnace Military Master, or even the True Martial Military Master Zhuang Jun personally led his troops?]

[Xiang Ji's inability to cultivate was unacceptable to the hegemonic state. He lacked the approval of the civil and military officials, and seeing Xiang Wenlong's attitude, he decisively abandoned his struggle with his younger brother, Xiang Yong, whom he had never met, for the throne of Yuan.]

This illness became his only means of safely withdrawing from the power struggles of the imperial court.

[Aside from a madman, no one would willingly eliminate a young master who was already destined to die young under these circumstances.]

Upon hearing that Xiang Ji had voluntarily relinquished the throne, Xiang Wenlong looked at the pale-faced, cold-sweat-covered young man and felt a pang of guilt towards his adopted son. He raised his hand to stop the white-haired old general's rude behavior.

Xiang Wenlong wanted to reward Xiang Ji with a noble title and a spirit seed as compensation.

[An old minister disagreed, saying that the Yuan Kingdom had ceded seven spiritual cities and sought peace in the past, and the country was not wealthy. A deposed prince was not worth such a sacrifice. At most, the Yuan Kingdom could only ensure that Xiang Ji would have enough to eat and wear.]

Xiang Wenlong's face was grim; his argument with the old minister had yielded no results.

To avoid putting Xiang Wenlong in a difficult position, Xiang Ji stepped forward and kindly requested only an imperial decree to travel to the border of the Yuan Kingdom, become a lord of the Spirit Realm, and spend the rest of his days in that rural place!

Xia Prefecture has been a feudal system since ancient times.

[The Emperor's Decree - To establish a habitat for the human race, allowing each person to declare themselves king.]

Those desolate spiritual veins were once the territory of alien races and ferocious beasts, with humans occupying only a small portion of them. Once the population of the spiritual realm reached its peak, the crops they cultivated could no longer support the larger population.

[Then a human hero received the order, wielding the Human Emperor's decree, and led a portion of his people to migrate deep into the mist, conquering territories belonging to other races, which then became his own land.]

The Great Spirit Realm is a city, the Middle Spirit Realm is a town, and the Small Spirit Realm is a countryside.

[The rural spiritual realms range in size from three to five miles to ten miles in some places. Most of them contain low-grade first-order spiritual veins. Even cultivating the weakest first-order spiritual seed on such low-grade veins is a difficult task.]

[Insignificant to the Yuan Dynasty.]

Xiang Wenlong was very satisfied with Xiang Ji's actions and secretly sent envoys to bestow upon him numerous spiritual seeds and silver, along with countless other supplies. However, no Yuan warriors were willing to follow this useless young master, Xiang Ji.

[Xiang Ji, secretly protected by Fei Yan Thirteen, didn't care about this.]

Silver and spirit seeds are sufficient.

Before leaving, Xiang Ji paid a special visit to his mother. Finding her well, and hearing that she did not wish to leave the Yuan Kingdom, he instructed her never to quarrel with Lady Zhuang.

Afterwards, Xiang Ji listened to his mother's tearful complaints until he finally turned and left.

[Le Lang is disappointed in Xiang Ji.]

Xiang Ji left, and no one saw him off.

[Only Xue'er followed him, along with the old ancestor Yiya and the secretly guarding Feiyan Thirteen. Xiang Ji laughed loudly; his departure from the Yuan Kingdom's capital was the true ascension of a hidden dragon.]

[Xiang Ji's territory was located north of the Yuan Kingdom—the group leisurely drove their carriage, purchasing essential items for the territory.]

Three months later, Xiang Ji stepped into the territory and was immediately dumbfounded.

No houses? No neighbors?

The spiritual realm was desolate, devoid of any human presence or even a decent house. Only a tattered Yuan Dynasty flag marked the way, as there were no other medium-level spiritual realms within a hundred miles, and the area constantly faced the threat of ferocious beasts.

The lord, a warrior and strongman, is powerless to protect this land.

[Since warriors were not sought after, this rural spiritual realm remained unused, and over time it became what it is today.]

Three hundred miles further north, near a mountain range, strange beasts, ferocious monsters, and demons have become more numerous.

[Spanning eight thousand miles across the mountains lies the Great Wall built by the seven hegemonic nations and great powers in the Void Sea. Each section of the Great Wall is garrisoned by the most elite human troops to guard against the divinely ordained alien races crossing the sea.]

The Void Sea, shrouded in mist year-round, is a forbidden zone for the human race.

The Celestial Race of Xia Prefecture has not produced any heroes for three thousand years.

Xiang Ji and Xue'er used readily available materials to build a wooden house, which they named Chang Le Palace!

[At the edge of the ten-mile stretch, a monument stands, upon which is prominently displayed—the Qing Kingdom.]

"By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous!"

In a solemn and dignified atmosphere, Xiang Ji, holding a freshly polished square stone, ascended the throne and became king in the "Changle Palace."

[The palace maid Xue'er is hereby appointed Queen; Fei Yan Thirteen is hereby appointed Grand General; and Ancestor Yi Ya is hereby appointed Prime Minister!]

[That's right, Xiang Ji decided to take a shortcut. He reviewed his memories of studying at the Jin State Academy and found records about "Spirit Realm Lords" being able to declare themselves kings.]

Strictly speaking, during the Great Fog Era, there was no hierarchy among lords; even a lord of a remote, rural spiritual realm was an independent nation.

Everyone can be king.

[When the Human Emperor attained enlightenment, he established the Eternal Kingdom of "Great Xia," clearing away the vast fog that shrouded this land. In the years that followed, weaker lords of the Spirit Realm were swallowed up by stronger ones. Ultimately, the Martial Arts Hall intervened to end the conflict, leading to the formation of eight hundred vassal states.]

After this, lords of the spirit realm became rare, leaving only garrison commanders; no one claimed the title of king.

Xiang Ji then recalled a country from his previous life with only ten people and a land area of ​​only eight hundred square meters.

[Since he has a county king, he possesses the Emperor's Decree from the Martial Arts Hall, making him a Spirit Realm Lord recognized by the Great Xia Dynasty's destiny.]

[The King of the Countryside, and indeed, a king!]

[A family of three is a nation!]

【Ding dong! 】

North of the Great Wilderness lies a country ten miles in size, named Qing.

Congratulations! You have completed the main quest and have earned one chance to randomly summon a golden mythical figure!

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(End of this chapter)