From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 530 Exhaling Qi to Form Yang (4k, two chapters combined, please vote with monthly tickets!)
After giving some instructions, Yang Qinglian slung her baggage over her shoulder with the scabbard and prepared to leave.

But as soon as she turned around, everyone knelt down and called her a saint.

"What saintess? There are no saintesses in our righteous god worship."

Seeing everyone staring at her so enthusiastically, Yang Qinglian waved her hands repeatedly. This title was too strange and made her feel quite embarrassed.

"Holy Maiden, you can't leave!"

"Although we have a clear understanding of the teachings of the gods, there are many believers in the Rebirth of the Dead, and we are only a very small part of them."

"If everyone else misreads the scriptures, wouldn't that just cause trouble for the revered deity?"

A ragged young man quickly stepped forward and said.

His eyes were covered in bruises, but his gaze was the most resolute.

Yang Qinglian certainly didn't want to get involved in this trouble, but upon hearing what the young man said, she immediately found herself in a dilemma.

Yes, there are so many followers of the Rebirth Cult, and Hun County is just a small part of it. Even if I correct these people, it won't make a difference. Brother Youming will still be very troubled.

"No regrets, what should I do?"

Although Yang Qinglian remained calm on the surface, she was anxiously calling out to Little White Dragon in her heart.

The little white dragon was fast asleep, wrapped around her wrist. He had no idea how to deal with the mess in the mortal world.

Yang Qinglian sighed. What was she going to do? She was thinking of going to the south to gain some experience.

With so many burdens suddenly added to my life, I can't even get away from them.

"Alright...alright, I can take you with me for now, but you'll have to change your names later. You can't keep calling yourselves the Rebirth Cult."

"We are righteous gods, and have absolutely no connection with this so-called King of Rebirth!"

……

At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, the wind howled, and the vast sky and earth were as blue as iron.

In many parts of the south, autumn has just begun, but in the vast Yinshan Mountains, which are close to the north, snow and ice have long been falling, and the cold is biting.

However, it is precisely because of the Yinshan Mountains that the cold winds from the north are blocked here, so even though the winters in Bingzhou are still extremely cold, they are not unbearable.

This is the northernmost part of Yinshan Mountain, hundreds of miles away from the northernmost part of Yuanling County. It is covered by thick ice and snow all year round. Not to mention that it is rarely visited by people, even animals are hard to find here.

The snow was knee-deep, the wind was like a knife, and the towering mountains were covered with rock walls and permafrost that had been frozen for thousands of years.

"Swish."

But on this day, a series of heavy footsteps broke the silence.

Amidst the pristine white snow, short, stocky figures appeared, their skin as hard as rock, their eyes deep-set, looking as if stones had come to life.

However, precisely because of this, even though the outside temperature is frighteningly low, it cannot harm them.

Their bodies were like tiny furnaces, radiating heat slightly higher than that of ordinary people. Some snowflakes melted into water droplets before they even landed on them.

These people are not any known race in the world, but rather the divine beings [Desolate Domain Clan] created by You Ming using divine power and the Creation Pool.

These wilderness tribes are specifically designed for land reclamation. They eat little, are strong, and can survive in many extreme environments, making them naturally suited for land reclamation.

If there are any drawbacks, they are relatively low intelligence and slow movement speed.

However, none of these are problems.

Tuga, the chieftain of the Wilderness Clan, gazed into the distance, his long hair frozen into icy strands.

The sky was overcast, as if pressing down on the polar regions. Lead-gray clouds seemed to be covering everyone's heads, making everyone feel depressed.

Tuga placed his palms on the frozen rock surface, his ears almost touching the ground, listening to the echoes from the depths.

A moment later, he looked up and let out a low growl.

The clansmen behind him also emitted low, rumbling sounds, mixed with the howling wind, like thunder.

"Boom."

Some of the tribesmen held simple stone hammers, which looked like pumpkins. After receiving the chief's order, they swung the giant stone hammers and smashed them against the mountain wall.

Where the hammer struck, the ice shattered and stone chips flew everywhere.

Some tribesmen used animal bone shovels to dig out the broken ice and frozen soil, piled it up on both sides, and tamped it to create a simple road.

Some elderly members of the tribe, whose skin was visibly peeling off, sprinkled fine, translucent powder on the road.

These powders are made from fire-attribute spirit stones. When sprinkled on the road, any approaching snow or ice will naturally melt away, preventing it from being covered in ice and snow again.

Their movements may not seem particularly fast, but in the blink of an eye, a stone path, though not exquisite, was completed.

These people from the desolate region are like tireless machines, constantly exploring and building ahead day and night.

Their bodies are unique, allowing one part of their body to work while another part rests, and then they rotate continuously.

This also makes them appear very slow to react in the eyes of outsiders.

"Pfft."

During this process, some of the older members of the tribe collapsed to the ground.

The people of the Wilderness placed their bodies by the roadside, alongside the piled-up stones, resembling simple stone tablets.

Looking into the distance, the crooked stone path is lined with bare stone tablets on both sides.

"Crack, click, click."

This road has been under construction for several months, and they are still working tirelessly on it.

Behind them stretched an endless stone path, its exact length unknown, seemingly extending to the very ends of the earth.

Now it's the coldest time of year in the North, and even the bodies of the Wilderness Tribe members are finding it hard to withstand.

Along both sides of this stone path, the number of bare stone tablets has also increased.

"This northern land is too cold. Even if a road is built to connect it to the outside world, it will probably be difficult to travel through for most of the year."

"Unless one uses supernatural powers to move several mountains over to serve as a barrier."

You Ming slowly opened his eyes inside the [Cave Heaven].

At his current level, although he has many things to do, he can divide his mind into countless things in a single thought, and he can handle multiple things at the same time with ease.

The reason he sent the Wilderness Tribe to the North to reclaim wasteland was because the Mountain Guardian King told him that there was a basin surrounded by the Yinshan Mountains.

Because of the hidden dragon vein, this basin is very fertile, and it is surrounded by high mountains as a barrier. There are also natural hot springs underground, which makes the basin like spring all year round.

You Ming had surveyed the location before, and as Zhenshan Wang had said, this place was indeed an oasis in the northern wilderness. In terms of soil fertility, it was probably no less than the best farmland in the south.

However, the location of this basin was even more remote than You Ming had imagined. To get there, one had to take a long detour from the eastern foothills of Yinshan Mountain, which involved not only extremely harsh weather but also an additional thousand miles of travel.

Even if You Ming eventually acquires this land, it will only be an enclave.

There was no way to effectively connect with Yuanling County. Therefore, You Ming ordered the people of the Desolate Region to carve out a road through the gaps between the peaks of Yinshan. If this road could be built, it would reduce the journey by more than half and the environment would be slightly better.

Seeing the harsh cold of the north, the people of the desolate region were finding it increasingly difficult to survive.

You Ming opened his mouth and exhaled a warm breath that swept out.

The breath, initially as fine as silk, quickly expanded in the wind, transforming into a ray of sunlight, carrying intense vitality and warmth.

In the blink of an eye, it has traversed thousands of miles.

"Roar."

Deep within the Yin Mountains, a powerful consciousness awakens, carrying an aura of tyranny and evil.

Within the Yin Mountains, there has always existed a Lord of Yin Mountains.

Those strange gods in the mountains were nothing more than ants before this Lord of Yin Mountain.

You Ming's direct use of magic against Yinshan was seen as a provocation by the Lord of Yinshan.

Deep within the vast Yinshan Mountains, amidst swirling mists, an ancient and untraceable will slowly awakens from the earth.

That intense aura and extremely high-level primal power seemed capable of destroying the world.
Countless black mists and black viscous liquids intertwined, seemingly transforming into a withered, large hand that reached out from the void.

"Qiang Qiang."

But the next moment, two dazzling sword lights suddenly rose up, one green and one red. The green one was like the sky after the rain, and the red one was like the sun falling at dusk.

These are the two divine swords, Qingji and Chiyun.

Originally, only Qingji's divine sword suppressed Yinshan, causing Yinshan to frequently experience strange occurrences. Later, Youming found the Chiyun Divine Sword. The two divine swords complemented each other, and together they suppressed the Yinshan Lord, leaving him with no chance to turn the tables.

The two sword lights clashed, instantly tearing the giant hand apart. Countless black wisps of energy scattered and fled wildly, seemingly trying to escape the killing range of the sword energy.

However, the sword energy of the two divine swords, Qingji and Chiyun, shattered and transformed into tiny swimming fish that swam through the void, easily severing every wisp of black energy.

"Roar……"

The Lord of Yinshan was extremely unwilling and wanted to continue struggling.

But the two sword lights became even more dazzling, the clear sword light transforming into a magnificent expanse, seemingly light and airy, but in reality carrying immense weight.

The power of the Lord of Yinshan was forcibly suppressed.

"Boom."

The aura of the wandering birds instantly swept across the Yinshan Mountains, and the warmth spread rapidly, covering thousands of miles.

The world was filled with vitality, and most of the Yinshan area seemed to have been forcibly ushered in spring.

Within Yinshan, countless natural spirits and otherworldly gods felt the pure and vast energy in the void and trembled with fear. Some of the more timid ones even buried their heads in their respective temples.

Back then, You Ming went into Yinshan and wreaked havoc on these alien gods quite a bit in order to practice his skills.

They just didn't expect that this little devil would grow so fast in such a short time, and that he had already reached the point where he could interfere with celestial phenomena at will.

This is terrifying! They're leaving us absolutely no way to survive.

If these natural spirits and otherworldly deities hadn't used Yinshan as their base, they wouldn't have been able to move at all; they would have simply run away.

High in the sky, the gentle warmth collided with the cold air from the north, like two giant dragons intertwined.

One was as white as frost, the other as red as the sunset, churning and intertwining in the clouds.

Lightning flashed in the clouds, snowflakes instantly evaporated into fog, and the fog turned into drizzle, pouring down like thousands of rays of light falling from the sky.

However, the golden warm current that Youming exhaled had a strong aftereffect, like a continuous tide. It was inconspicuous at first, but became more and more turbulent as time went on.

Although the wind and snow in the north were fierce, they gradually lost their ability to resist and could only let this warm current rush in, spreading all the way, passing through mountain ridges and glaciers, and flowing into the valleys.

The ice cracked with a crisp sound, the thick permafrost began to loosen, and the frost and snow turned into mist, which rolled up with the wind like silvery waves.

The snow that had remained unmelted in the northern part of the Yinshan Mountains since ancient times has turned into babbling streams that flow down to the foot of the mountains.

The people of the Wilderness tribe slowly raised their heads, and the snow in front of them was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As dawn broke in the distance, a golden light shone over the wasteland.

For the first time in months, their skin felt warmth, the cold air felt light, and their blood began to flow freely again.

As the warmth appeared, it seemed as if their bodies possessed boundless strength.

They grabbed handfuls of spirit stone powder and stuffed them into their mouths. The warm powder turned into a heat flow that gave their bodies a jolt.

"Dang Dang Dang."

They kept smashing the rocks in front of them and then neatly spreading them on the ground.

As the snow cleared, they accelerated their road-laying efforts.

"Kakakaka."

Chief Tuga charged ahead, swinging his stone hammer forward.

Although their clan cannot cultivate, they possess a unique power within their bodies, allowing them to naturally control the power of rocks. In their hands, an ordinary stone hammer is like hard steel.

"Boom."

With each strike of his hammer, tiny cracks appeared on the massive rock.

The other members of his tribe behind him also brought down their hammers at the same time, and the large rock could no longer hold on, shattering into pieces on the ground with a crash.

At the moment the stone shattered, a warm current mixed with the scent of grass and trees rushed towards them from the front.

They looked at the cave entrance, which was several meters in size, ahead of them. The entrance seemed to be natural, only blocked by the large rock that had been there earlier.

At that moment, through the narrow opening, they could see sunlight coming from the other side, indicating that this was a natural passage.

Tuga smelled the moist, warm scent of plants growing and decaying in the air, and his emotions became excited. He immediately took a long stride and headed into the passage.

He rushed forward for more than twenty feet and finally reached the end of the passage, where a bright and open space opened up before him.

All I could see were mountains surrounding me, with snow still covering the mountainside, but the valleys were lush and green.

Spring water flows gently down from the cracks in the rocks, converging into several small rivers that meander like silver snakes.

Lush vegetation, a misty atmosphere, and a thin layer of fog rising from the ground create a warm feeling in the air. Several springs emit white steam, and hot currents surge upwards, forming patches of steam. Sunlight shines through the clouds onto the mist, refracting faint rainbows.

The people of the Wilderness Clan stared blankly at all of this. Ever since they were created by You Ming, they had lived in the desolate lands of the North and had never seen such a vibrant scene.

Some of the tribespeople couldn't believe it and knelt down to touch the damp earth with their hands.

The warm soil slipped through their fingers, carrying an indescribable softness. Some people inhaled deeply the scent of the air, the damp fragrance of grass and trees both captivating and exciting them, like infants learning to breathe for the first time.

Even though they are created beings, they are still beings.

All living beings yearn for a better life, especially the fertile land in this desolate place, which stirred up unprecedented excitement in them.

(End of this chapter)