The establishment of the Celestial Dynasty began with the bestowal of the title upon the River God.

"What is Junyi's constitution?"

Seeing Li Yi's curious gaze, Zhang Junyi smiled and said, "I am just an ordinary Qi cultivator, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Brother Yi."

"How could that be!"

Li Yi stood up abruptly. "Didn't you say that the Golden Core Path prioritizes the Five Elements Spiritual Qi? As long as you lay a solid foundation, the mysteries of spiritual acupoints are nothing more than side methods?"

He seemed to be in a hurry, as if he were defending someone.

Zhang Junyi smiled and said, "Then my daughter must diligently cultivate the Tao and not disappoint Yi-ge'er's expectations."

She glanced at the sand and dirt in the courtyard outside the window and said, "Although the River God helped my daughter open her spiritual acupoints and mouth openings, her meridians are still injured. While she's recovering, why don't we teach Yi-ge'er to read?"

Li Yi readily agreed. In this area, he was practically illiterate. Even if he couldn't read all the classics, he had to be able to understand the written characters. Otherwise, if he ever tried to find a martial arts technique or magic method, he wouldn't be able to understand it at all.

If the Investiture of the Gods were not inherently magical, he wouldn't even be able to communicate with the sub-list.

"I'll go back and ask the village head for some paper and pens, so I won't have to pick up a twig in the yard to scribble."

As they were talking, Li Yi's ears twitched. He heard Li Shuan and the others talking outside the courtyard. His smile vanished, and he prepared to get up and greet them.

Suddenly, three more sets of footsteps approached, causing the villagers to freeze in place.

"What brings you here?"

It was Liao Qingming's voice.

Li Shuan said tremblingly, "Reporting to the Immortal, this old man has come to discuss the matter of setting up a shrine with Brother Yi."

"Go back. That's my duty as the God-Sealing Division. You don't need to wait for me."

"Yes, yes..."

Upon hearing this, Li Yi hurriedly went out to greet him. He saw his adoptive father, Li Dashan, standing at the door of the east room with a questioning look in his eyes. He told him to go about his business and then went out of the main room to greet Liao Qingming.

"Has Shangguan reached an agreement with Lord Hebo?"

Liao Qingming nodded with a smile, "I've come to see that girl. She's not from Dahan Mountain, is she? I had someone check her household registration last night, but the people below couldn't find it, so I'm asking here specifically."

Zhang Junyi followed closely behind and walked out of the main room, explaining his background in detail.

Liao Qingming sat down on a wooden bench in the courtyard, listened patiently, and couldn't help but sigh:

"The path of cultivation involves fighting against heaven and against man. Even if you don't fight, someone else will. It is truly remarkable that you have achieved your current level of cultivation after three years in Qishan."

He stood up and said again, "Although you have been included in the clan's genealogy, you can still participate in the imperial examinations of the Wu Dynasty and pursue an official career. In the future, you can serve as a rain and water management official in the Ministry of Revenue, accumulate merits, and exchange them for superior martial arts techniques."

Liao Qingming seems to be fond of recruiting talent, and his advantage is that he never pesters people.

After briefly mentioning it, he waved goodbye with his two subordinates, leaving behind the words:

"The Fengshen Division will send people tomorrow to build a shrine and altar. You should educate the ignorant villagers here properly and not anger the River God."

The two newlyweds saw Shangguan off and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Liao Qingming was amiable throughout, the two of them were under considerable pressure.

Li Yi walked into the house and asked curiously, "What are the officials in charge of rain and water control?"

Zhang Junyi walked alongside him and replied, "Although the Wu Dynasty actively recruits deities, there are many vacancies in various places. Corresponding official positions have been created in the Six Ministries to fill the gaps in the powers of the deities."

Zhang Junyi was always patient and tireless in his teaching.

After the Immortal Dynasty collapsed, the number of gods who died and disappeared in various places far exceeded the number of gods who were born. Natural disasters occurred frequently in various places, so the Martial Dynasty had no choice but to summon cultivators to exercise the powers and responsibilities of gods.

However, ordinary Qi practitioners, without the blessing of the local Five Elements Qi, are useless and their efforts are wasted. They are not as easy to manage as deities, so it is only a helpless measure.

"No wonder the Wu Dynasty established the Investiture of the Gods Bureau," Li Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Putting aside other things, if Lijia Village has the protection of the local earth god, it need not worry about natural disasters such as landslides and mudslides.

In areas prone to frequent rainfall, if there is a river god in charge, there is no need to worry about floods breaching dikes and harming the people. The river god may even actively bring rain to prevent disasters.

Furthermore, if a place is guarded by a deity, there is no need to worry about evil spirits and demons causing trouble, allowing the people to live in peace and prosperity.

"What if a deity brings misfortune to the people?"

"That means they disdain joining the Martial Dynasty, regard humans as aliens, and have the power of life and death over them. In this way, the gods abandon the incense offerings of the human race, but there are other sentient beings to serve them."

In the eyes of the Wu Dynasty, such deities were truly evil gods.

Li Yi frowned upon hearing this, but Zhang Junyi seemed unconcerned and offered words of comfort:

"Among all the gods in the world, the human race is the most popular, and few gods would turn away the human race."

After the two talked for a while, Li Dashan suddenly knocked on the door and asked through the room:

"Yi-ge, wanna go hiking today?"

"No!" Li Yi said loudly, "I'm going to the village head's house to get some paper and pens so I can learn to read."

"That would be great!"

Zhang Junyi used a wave of water vapor to open the door, called out to Li Dashan, and said gently:

"Recently, I have been relying on my uncle's hunting to replenish my energy and blood. You should rest well. I will go and store some meat for the family."

Li Dashan waved his hands repeatedly, "I wouldn't dare trouble you, Fairy!"

Li Yi, too lazy to listen to his adoptive father and the girl's polite exchanges, walked straight out of the courtyard and went to the village head's house to borrow a wolf-hair brush and a stack of Xuan paper.

Li Shuan readily complied, bringing a thick stack of papers. He personally escorted Li Yi to the courtyard gate. Finally, Li Yi suddenly turned back and asked:

"Who should women who intend to leave the village ask for travel expenses? Are there any regulations in the village regarding this?"

Li Shuan bowed and replied:

"Whoever owns it pays the majority of the cost, and the village will also provide some subsidies."

The exact amount depends on the length of time the family has lived in the mountains and the distance traveled. If a woman wants to take a child with her, the village always agrees; if she leaves the child behind, she will receive a large sum of compensation.

Li Yi nodded slightly. "Please inform Uncle Shuan that I, Li Yi, have nothing to do these days and plan to wander around the village. If any family is dissatisfied with the village's arrangements, they can come to me for mediation."

Li Shuan quickly wiped his forehead with his sleeve. "I wouldn't dare trouble Brother Yi. The village will definitely make the arrangements."

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Shuan."

Li Yi strolled home and saw three or five women waiting outside the door, some with children; Li's mother was also there to greet them warmly, which puzzled him.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing him, several women knelt down in unison, almost bowing and kowtowing to Li Yi.

"We will never forget Brother Yi's great kindness! When we return to our hometown, we will definitely build a shrine for our benefactor and worship him every day!"

Another woman, her eyes brimming with tears, looked at Li Yi with a complex expression:

"Our benefactor possesses great virtue; even if he cannot attain immortality, he will become a spirit in this land a hundred years from now, enjoying the offerings of the world!"

"We are the vanguard!"

Li Yi felt a surge of heat rise to his throat and eyes. He quickly comforted everyone, his voice choked with emotion.

After finally seeing everyone off, seeing Li's mother's eyes brimming with pride, I felt completely refreshed, as if the sun had risen to the top of my head.

When Zhang Junyi returned with a large number of prey, Li Yi couldn't wait to share his excitement with him.

Zhang Junyi put down his prey, listened with a smile, and before he knew it, another day had passed.

Over the next few days, Li Yi systematically absorbed Qi and opened acupoints, successively opening the "Hanyan" and "Xuanlu" acupoints.

Unfortunately, the three treasures were not discovered in the spiritual cave. There were still fifteen spiritual caves to go before reaching the "Wind Pool," which symbolizes the middle stage of Qi Refining.

To absorb Qi and open acupoints, one needs to replenish the body with meat. However, this did not take up much of Li Yi's time. Most of his free time was taken over by Zhang Junyi, who used it to familiarize himself with the written language and practice writing.

Unbeknownst to them, six days had passed since Xiaoqing displayed her power, and all the women in the village who were supposed to leave had already done so.

As usual, Li Yi strolled around at noon. At this time, most hunters had already gone into the mountains, so it would be convenient to make contact with any women who still wanted to come down. Fortunately, nothing happened during the half-day.

As dusk fell, Li Yi was returning home when he suddenly saw a ghostly figure hovering under a bare tree by the roadside, drifting forward.

Her face was deathly pale, her arms hung limply at her sides, and her long black hair was disheveled, making her look quite eerie.

Several villagers greeted Li Yi upon seeing him, but they knew nothing about the shadowy figure.

"A female ghost?"

A glint of wood energy appeared in Li Yi's eyes as he followed behind with curiosity. Before he knew it, they had arrived at the courtyard of Li Quan.