From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 522 This dragon tendon you mentioned... is it legitimate?
"This dragon tendon you're talking about... is it legitimate?"

Looking at the location of the dragon tendon that the Mountain-Suppressing King had mentioned, You Ming felt that this area seemed rather awkward.

“You kid, dragon veins don’t have a distinction between male and female. This section of dragon vein is just a manifestation of the potential of the earth’s energy in a certain place in the human world. Look at this northern wasteland. Although it is located in a remote place, it is separated by the Yinshan Mountains for thousands of miles. This area has formed a broken but continuous fertile land.”

"Occupying this place allows us to defend our territory when we retreat, and to threaten the three prefectures of Bing, Si, and Liang when we advance."

"If the dragon's energy is truly unleashed, and one can occupy three states in one fell swoop, then one will have a chance to contend for supremacy over the world."

If the King of Zhenshan hadn't been revealing an illusory figure at this moment, he would have knocked a slap on You Ming's head.

You Ming nodded vigorously. He looked at the land, which was located deep in the Yin Mountains. Its total area was probably half the size of Bingzhou.

But these lands are all fertile plains, with an arable area even larger than that of Bingzhou.

This place is nestled within the Yinshan Mountains, preventing cold air currents from affecting it from the north.

Every year, a large amount of glacial meltwater flows into the surrounding gullies and rivers, making this land seem like a paradise.

Because the Yinshan Mountains are teeming with evil spirits, various natural spirits and evil gods roam freely, and are rarely visited by humans, the outside world is unaware that such a place exists.

“Young man Youming, take away the dragon energy in this area first, and then use this land as your base. Your chances of winning the dragon battle will increase by 20%.”

The Mountain-Suppressing King looked at You Ming; if it were anyone else, he wouldn't bother saying such things.

He only revealed these secrets because You Ming had helped him defeat the Black Tide and saved Zhenshan from disaster.

"Kid, I'll teach you another method."

“Once you have seized the dragon vein, plant it in Yuanling County and set up a grand array to nurture the dragon’s energy. Then the dragon vein will be able to continue to grow with the help of the human fortune of Yuanling County, just like a seed that eventually grows into a towering tree.”

Seeing that You Ming seemed to know nothing, the King of Zhenshan could only sigh, realizing that he had done his part in helping the Buddha.

The other gods and cultivators who participated in the dragon-fighting have all participated countless times, each with their own schemes and plots. Yet You Ming, this newcomer, knows nothing about it.

……

The afternoon sun shone on the bluestone streets of Hun County, and the noise was incessant.

People came and went, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and the beating of gongs and drums rose and fell. The aromas of oil, soy sauce, and wine mingled together, creating a steaming atmosphere.

Although chaos is beginning to emerge in the country, Hun County is close to the Grand Canal and is one of the most important places for the imperial court. Under the court's vigorous control, it is still relatively stable.

"Come, let's pay our respects to the carp god who bestows children, blessings, and wealth."

"If you don't have children, pray and you'll be blessed with a healthy baby boy next year. If you're short of money, pray and you'll find money on the street."

In the center of this bustling market, a group of followers of the Rebirth Sect, dressed in gray robes and white belts, held a newly sculpted statue in their hands.

The statue had distinct features, a human upper body, and a fish tail lower body. It had the appearance of a young man, which made people feel close to it.

Many people saw this and actually came over to worship, and some even threw some copper coins into the box held by the followers of the Rebirth Sect.

"Wow, I never expected that in these places, the Carp God would be more effective than the name of the King of Light."

Several members, who appeared to be new members, beamed with joy and whispered among themselves upon seeing someone offering incense money.

"Shut up! The Ming King is the lord of all gods, and the Carp God is merely the Ming King's deputy. How can he be above the Ming King! If the Incense Master hears this, you'll be in big trouble."

One of the more senior members of the church, upon hearing someone behind him spouting such nonsense, immediately reprimanded him.

In the Rebirth Sect, the Wisdom King is the supreme being.

The newly arrived followers dared not speak, but felt quite aggrieved. This was indeed the case. Although the King of Rebirth could guide people to the Pure Land after death, that was still a matter of the afterlife. This carp god, on the other hand, could bestow children, blessings, and wealth upon you while you were still alive.

For those who haven't experienced any turmoil yet, the natural desire is to live a good life.

Only those displaced and living hand to mouth would think that it would be better to die than to live.

"You all describe this carp god as so powerful, can he bless me with great fortune at the card table later?"

A large, fat man with his shirt ripped open stepped out from the crowd.

Seeing the followers praising the carp god to the skies, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"That's for sure. As long as you worship sincerely, you'll not only win at the card table, but you'll even find money while walking."

The veteran follower chuckled; lies just came out of his mouth.

"You're talking nonsense! You're spouting lies!"

“This carp god is a righteous god. A righteous god will not bless the unjust, nor will he bestow ill-gotten gains.”

“You evil cults are dedicated to slandering good gods.”

But just then, a clear, yet somewhat angry voice rang out from outside the crowd.

Several followers looked up and saw only a young woman dressed in a light blue dress with a long sword slung across her back.

Although she wasn't stunningly beautiful, her delicate features and refined demeanor made her unforgettable.

Especially in this bustling, filthy market, this woman was like a lotus flower rising from the mud, untouched by its surroundings.

This woman was none other than Yang Qinglian.

She looked at the You Ming statue that the group was holding. Although it was very similar to the statue in the Toad Heart Island Temple, there was a strange frivolity in its eyes and brows, which made Yang Qinglian very unhappy.

"This carp god is a subordinate of the King of Rebirth. How he bestows blessings is none of your business, little girl, spouting nonsense..."

Seeing Yang Qinglian defending You Ming, one of the followers stepped forward and spoke loudly.

"Qiang!"

Before the man could finish speaking, Yang Qinglian's eyes turned completely cold.

She stepped forward, her fingers lightly resting on the hilt of the sword. In an instant, the sword was drawn, and a crisp sword sound made everyone's eardrums ache.

Yang Qinglian raised her sword and brought it down; the sword light was like the moon, and the chilling aura was overwhelming.

In the next instant, the statue of Youming enshrined by the Rebirth Sect was cut into several pieces, and the box containing the money was overturned, scattering the money they had collected all over the ground.

Upon seeing this, several followers roared in anger and attacked with sticks and fists.

But Yang Qinglian shifted her feet slightly, her sleeves fluttering. She didn't even draw her sword; she simply used her fists and feet to beat the followers until they cried out in pain.

The streets were thrown into chaos.

"You slander the gods and confuse people's minds. I will spare your lives today, but if you dare to spread this evil doctrine again, I will cut off your heads next time."

With a gentle flick of her sword, the sword energy hummed in the air, and the curtains of the street stalls were simultaneously torn into thin threads, which fluttered like butterflies.

(End of this chapter)