Druid Fairy

Chapter 233 Messenger

The Immortal Alliance's temporary suspension was not out of mercy, but rather a choice made in response to a greater threat.

Zhongzhou, the only way to the Nine Netherworld Demon Abyss, is now a desolate and lifeless "Ancient City of Demon Suppression".

The sun and moon no longer revolve in the sky; only the projections of the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array," jointly laid out by the giants of the Immortal Alliance, stand like an eternal galaxy, monitoring the enormous rift that pierces the heavens and earth.

The Flower Master's figure appeared silently on the ruins of the ancient city. Her elegant and luxurious palace attire seemed out of place in this desolate environment. Beside her was the Sword Master, whose entire body was shrouded in sword intent, and dozens of core elders from the Punishment Hall and the War God Hall Immortal Alliance.

“It’s confirmed now.” A celestial observer in charge of monitoring the formation said in a hoarse voice, with a hint of undisguised fear, “The rate at which the sealing laws are being lost is 30% faster than it was 60 years ago. The ‘noise’ of the erosion laws has also changed from a wisp to… a whole area.”

He pointed to the core mirror of the Star Array, where he saw that among the countless golden chains that suppressed the Demon Abyss, the outer light of more than a dozen chains had dimmed, and a layer of turbid black gas that seemed to devour all light was attached to them.

The sword master snorted coldly, his unparalleled sword intent seemingly capable of tearing apart the void: "This mere filth, I will annihilate it with my 'Delusion-Breaking' sword intent!"

After speaking, he pointed his fingers like a sword, and a pure white sword light, seemingly capable of severing cause and effect, shot out from the sky, traversing a vast distance, and slashed precisely at one of the corrupted chains of law.

An incredible scene happened.

The invincible sword light was instantly corrupted and vanished into nothingness the moment it came into contact with the wisp of black energy.

"What?!" The sword master's blurry figure shook violently, clearly having suffered a significant impact.

“It’s no use.” The Flower Master shook her head gently, her beautiful eyes filled with solemnity. “It doesn’t pollute the energy, but the ‘rules’ themselves. The purer your swordsmanship, the easier it is for it to find a point of opposition and thus pollute it.”

Upon hearing this, all the leaders of the Immortal Alliance present felt a chill in their hearts.

This means that the immortal laws they are so proud of, which they rely on to suppress the world, are not only not weapons in the face of these extraterrestrial demons, but may even become nourishment for them.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
From within that enormous abyss rift, something seemed to let out a silent sigh.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of "rainwater" as black as ink, yet seemingly containing endless resentment and despair, slowly seeped out from the crack.

As soon as this raindrop appeared, it ignored the barrier of space and instantly turned into billions of parts, piercing through the blockade of the Zhou Tian Star Array and drifting towards every corner of the entire continent!

"Not good! It's the 'Rain of Filth'! Stop it quickly!" The Star Lord's majestic voice resounded directly in everyone's divine sea.

However, it was too late.

This was no ordinary rain; it was the first "greeting" from extraterrestrial demons to this world.

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The polluted rain falls upon the world.

In the Central Plains, within a sect renowned for its weapon crafting, countless disciples are refining magical artifacts.

As the invisible black rain fell, strange rust silently appeared on the sword blanks they had forged through countless trials.

The rust could not be removed by any real fire; instead, it spread like a virus, eventually turning one after another glittering magical treasure into a pile of lifeless scrap iron.

In the Buddhist kingdom of the Western Regions, countless eminent monks are chanting sutras atop a magnificent, golden temple.

As the black rain fell, the originally peaceful chanting was now mixed with a disturbing noise. Some monks with weaker willpower even developed inner demons and went astray because of it.

This is the horror of the foul rain.

It does not harm the human body, but it can erode everything in this world related to "order" from the level of rules.

Magical artifacts, formations, elixirs, cultivation techniques... are all included.

However, when this foul rain drifted into the Eastern Region, which was sealed off by the Immortal Alliance, a completely different change occurred.

Raindrops fell into the river of the City of All Beings, and the originally clear river water rippled with a hint of black mist. However, the golden koi in the river, which swallowed and exhaled moonlight, seemed to be summoned by some kind of call and leaped out of the water. What they exhaled was no longer moonlight, but a kind of pure life force formed by the collective will of all people.

Under the influence of this aura, the black energy was quickly purified and transformed into nutrients that nourished the river.

The "order" of this land is no longer simply a matter of spiritual laws.

Any virus that attempts to combat itself from a single rule level will be purified by the countless other rule nodes within this ecological network, who will work together to cleanse the Ling Mountain Cave and the World Tree.

Li Pingcan slowly opened his eyes. He reached out and caught an invisible drop of filthy rain, letting it swirl in his palm.

"To fight against 'order' with 'disorder'..." he murmured to himself, "Unfortunately, what you are fighting against is not rigid rules, but living 'life'."

With a thought, the "Human Path" of the entire Eastern Region was instantly activated.

A gentle yet unquestionable will reached the heart of every living being.

"The great test of heaven and earth is about to begin."

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Inside the study of Tingtao Xiaozhu.

After many years, Li Pingcan's figure has re-emerged.

Before him stood Li Mengze, Li Mengjin, Li Mengyue, and their children, Li Ziran, Li Weishan, and Li Lingxi, three generations together, their expressions solemn.

"Father (Grandpa)."

"Please sit down." Li Pingcan's gaze swept over his children and grandchildren, and he showed everyone the drop of "rainwater" in his palm that had been completely assimilated by the "Human Path" and transformed into a drop of pure life essence.

"This thing is called 'Rain of Filth,' and it comes from beyond the heavens. What it erodes is the fundamental law upon which our world depends for its existence."

He looked at his eldest grandson, Li Ziran: "Ziran, you are the academy's headmaster, in charge of the 'Inheritance' path. I command you to immediately open up all the academy's research results of the past sixty years, including the spirit plant symbiosis array and the earth vein dredging map, to the entire Eastern Region and even to all outsiders who are willing to accept us, without reservation."

Li Ziran rose, bowed deeply, and said with a firm gaze, "Your grandson obeys! The inheritance of the Human Path belongs to all living beings!"

Li Pingcan's gaze then turned to Li Weishan: "Weishan, you are the commander of the Mountain and River Guard, in charge of the 'Guardian' path. I command you to integrate all the forces in the Eastern Region, including humans, demons, and all beings who yearn for the light. Our enemy is no longer each other, but the extraterrestrial demon that tries to devour everything."

Li Weishan rose, his imposing figure standing ramrod straight, his voice booming like a bell: "Grandson obeys! All living beings that set foot in this realm are under my protection!"

Finally, Li Pingcan looked at Li Lingxi.

“Lingxi, you are the master of the Hundred Herbs Hall, in charge of the 'Symbiosis' principle. Your task is the most arduous.”

Li Pingcan's voice became extremely solemn, "The rain of filth is just the beginning. Next, there will inevitably be a larger-scale pollution. It will cause panic, despair, and suspicion. You will lead the disciples of the Hundred Herbs Hall to walk on the earth, heal the polluted land, and soothe the hearts eroded by fear."

Li Lingxi bowed gracefully, her voice clear and melodious, yet carrying an unwavering resolve: "Granddaughter understands. As long as there is a single light, the world will not fall into darkness." "Very good."

Li Pingcan nodded, and his figure became illusory again.

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Zhongzhou, Lingxiao Palace.

The chaos brought about by the "polluted rain" far exceeded everyone's imagination.

Countless sects' protective formations have become flawed, magical artifacts have lost much of their spiritual power, and the success rate of elixirs has plummeted. The entire cultivation world of Zhongzhou has fallen into an unprecedented panic about the "end of Dharma".

On the star chart, the land in the Eastern Region was like a piece of jade washed by rain. Not only did it not decay in the slightest, but because it successfully "digested" the polluted rain, the cycle of the entire ecosystem became more stable, and the branches and leaves of the Tree of Fortune appeared even more lush and verdant.

"They actually used 'Dao Plague' as nourishment?" The Sword Master's voice carried a hint of incomprehensible shock.

“Because their ‘Dao’ is alive,” the Flower Master sighed softly. “Our Immortal Dao is like a meticulously crafted, perfect jade artifact—solid, powerful, and orderly—but also ‘fragile’ because of it. Their Human Dao, on the other hand, is like a seemingly chaotic primeval forest, possessing unparalleled self-repair and evolutionary capabilities.”

The Star Lord remained silent for a long time.

After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly: "Issue my decree to send an envoy to the Eastern Region."

These words caused an uproar in the hall.

This is tantamount to admitting that the Immortal Alliance's effective system has shortcomings when facing extraterrestrial demons, and that they need to seek answers from the "uncivilized land" that they once looked down upon.

“Star Lord, please reconsider!” An elder from the Hall of Punishments stepped forward and said, “The Li family’s way is fundamentally contrary to the laws of our Immortal Alliance. If we make contact rashly, it may shake the foundation of our immortal path!”

"If the foundation is not firm, it will be uprooted by evil spirits!"

The Star Lord's voice suddenly turned stern, "Will you perish along with your rigid dogmas, or will you set aside your pointless arrogance and seek a glimmer of hope? The choice is yours, everyone."

No one dared to object anymore.

"Who can be the envoy?" Star Lord asked.

The sword master took a step forward: "I'll go. I want to see for myself what's so mysterious about this so-called 'Guardian Sword'."

“No.” The Flower Master immediately objected. “Sword Master, you are too ruthless. Your path is incompatible with the human path. Going there will only exacerbate the conflict. It is most appropriate for me to go.”

After a moment of contemplation, the Star Lord finally nodded: "Then let the Flower Master go. Your Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers' way is inherently close to nature, and you may share a common language with them. Remember, your purpose for this trip is not to give orders, nor to form an alliance, but to 'exchange ideas.' I need to know how their system of order actually operates."

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A flying boat, woven from countless flowers and vines and brimming with life, sailed into the skies of the Eastern Region.

The flower master stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the world before her that was completely different from what it had been sixty years ago, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder.

The air was no longer filled with mere spiritual energy, but with a unique atmosphere called "vitality," a blend of the fragrance of grass and trees, the aroma of earth, and the warmth of everyday life.

The airship encountered no obstacles.

The moment it entered the Eastern Region, a snow-white spirit beast with a pair of small deer antlers on its head arrived on auspicious clouds, carrying a sprig of osmanthus formed from moonlight in its mouth, and respectfully placed it in front of the Flower Master.

"City of All Beings, welcome to our city." A gentle and clear voice rang out directly in the Flower Master's mind.

It is Li Lingxi.

The flower owner smiled slightly and accepted the osmanthus flowers.

She could sense that this spirit beast was not an enslaved servant.

Guided by the spirit beast, the flying boat slowly landed at the heart of the City of All Beings, outside the Tingtao Pavilion, which had long since merged with heaven and earth.

Li Pingcan stood quietly under the osmanthus tree, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Behind him, Li Ziran, Li Weishan, and Li Lingxi stood side by side.

"Fellow Daoist, you've come from afar, please." Li Pingcan gestured, showing no airs whatsoever.

The Flower Master stepped off the flying boat, looked around, and was increasingly shocked.

Every corner of this city exudes a kind of "Tao" that makes her feel incredibly comfortable, yet also incredibly unfamiliar.

On the trunk of an ancient tree, she saw a sentry post set up by the Mountain and River Guard. However, the guard was not patrolling vigilantly, but was concentrating on explaining a rudimentary method of inducing qi to a newly born tree spirit on the trunk.

She saw in a river that human children were playing with some fish spirits who had gained sentience.

On the riverbank, a student from the academy is using an array to guide the flow of the river, ensuring that it does not disturb the fish demon's habitat while precisely irrigating the farmland on both sides.

"Is this your path in the human world?" the Flower Master couldn't help but ask.

“The way of humanity has no fixed form,” Li Pingcan said with a smile. “It is simply a way that all living beings on this land have collectively chosen in order to survive better.”

Inside the study, the aroma of tea wafted gently.

The Flower Master cut to the chase: "I have come for the 'Rain of Filth.' Immortal Alliance, we want to know your answer."

“Haven’t you already seen my answer?” Li Pingcan retorted.

The flower owner fell silent.

What she saw was an order that overturned her understanding of things for tens of thousands of years.

The order of the Immortal Alliance is "control". It uses powerful force, strict hierarchy, and cold heavenly laws to control all cultivators in the world, preventing them from crossing the line and thus maintaining stability.

The Li family's approach to human affairs is "guidance and intervention".

Acknowledging the value of every living being, guiding them to find ways to coexist harmoniously with the world, and building a more resilient and stable society through the spontaneous "goodness" of hundreds of millions of living beings.

"The power of extraterrestrial demons lies in their ability to corrupt the 'rules'."

Li Pingcan slowly said, "The more rigid the rules of the Immortal Alliance are, the easier they are to break. But the rules here are changing every day, because the growth of every life, every blooming and withering of every flower, adds new 'rules' to this world. So where can evil begin to corrupt it?"

(End of this chapter)