Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

"Alright, and while you're at it, send me a few more fire-attribute Soul Masters."

"Alright, Master's wife, you may use any fire-attribute soul masters within Wuhun City!"

Gu Han agreed very readily, saying that as long as his master's wife was willing to take action, he would send as many fire-attribute soul masters as he wanted.

"By the way, Master's wife, there's no rush to go."

Gu Han stopped Ling Yuan, who was about to leave, and said that he had something else to say.

Ling Yuan didn't ask any more questions and nodded.

Gu Han looked at the other elders and said, "Elders, your task is to buy grain and store fresh water. No matter the source, as long as it's not poisonous, buy it. As for the money, consider it a loan from me, Gu Han."

Upon hearing this, Golden Bell Douluo quickly spoke up, "Elder Judge, what are you saying? Sharing the burdens of the Spirit Hall is the duty of us elders."

"Yes, and we're fine now. If there really is famine and plague next year as the elder judge said, then we can stockpile food in advance so that we have enough resources to get through this disaster."

The other elders also spoke up. This was not the time for personal gain. This judge elder might seem harmless, but he was ruthless. If he made a fuss about it, they would be in big trouble later.

Although they are elders, and the other party cannot target them without reason, the fear is that the other party will keep a close eye on them and find something to cause trouble, which would be counterproductive.

"In that case, we will have to rely on you elders."

Gu Han smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. Then he looked at the various retainers and said, "I know that you retainers are all alone, but I still ask that you take out some of your savings. Once this matter is over, we will naturally repay you double."

"Haha, money is no problem, take it all."

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed. He had spent his whole life in the Spirit Hall, and the money he received every month was a very considerable amount. He had the Spirit Hall to provide for him whatever he wanted, so he had no place to spend money. The money had been sitting in his soul tool for who knows how many years.

"Exactly, don't say it's a loan, just take it and use it."

"Money isn't of much use to us, take it and use it."

The others readily offered all their savings; once one's status reaches a certain level, money truly becomes just a number.

After all, money is meant to satisfy material desires. Not to mention that they are worshippers of the Spirit Hall and have everything they want without spending any money, even if they weren't worshippers of the Spirit Hall, with their cultivation level, they would be frantically flattered wherever they went, so they would never lack material things.

When they reach that level, what they pursue is no longer money, but the opportunity to advance further.

Gu Han naturally took out all the money he had accumulated over the years. The money in his hands included his salary from the Spirit Hall and the rewards he received from the Heavenly Dou title, which was quite considerable.

In response, Bibi Dong also opened her own secret stash and handed it over to Gu Han.

After all the elders had left, Gu Han spoke up: "Dong'er, Master, Mistress, and all the other elders, what I am about to say is very confidential. I hope that for now, only a few of us know about it."

"Well, don't worry about that. We old guys are still very tight-lipped." Golden Crocodile's expression was serious, knowing that what was about to happen was extraordinary.

"Xiao Han, just tell me."

Qian Xunji opened her eyes and turned around again.

With everyone soundproofed, Gu Han finally spoke, "Do you remember the golden ancient tree that Xue'er mentioned when she awakened her martial soul?"

"I remember, what was that? Was it dangerous?"

Qian Xunji immediately spoke up, as it concerned his precious daughter, and he was naturally the most concerned about her.

Similarly, Ling Yuan spoke up: "Xiao Han, do you know something?"

"Hmm." Gu Han nodded and said, "After Xue'er awakened her martial soul, she was in a daze. At that time, everyone's attention was focused on Master and Mistress. Even I only noticed it later."

"I wanted to explore Xue'er's spiritual sea, but the consciousness of the Douluo Continent took the initiative to find me and told me everything about it."

"Dimensional consciousness? Does such a thing really exist?"

Upon hearing the term "plane consciousness," the group exchanged bewildered glances. This wasn't the first time they had encountered it; the words "heavenly way" and "plane consciousness" frequently appeared in Gu Han's novels.

I never expected that this thing actually exists.

Given Gu Han's cultivation level, they wouldn't suspect anyone of playing tricks. Since Gu Han has said so, it must be pretty much true.

"Yes, the consciousness of the plane does exist, that's for sure, and that golden ancient tree is the core of this world, providing it with a continuous source of energy and vitality."

"As for Xue'er, she was fortunate enough to be chosen by it and given a wisp of its essence, which can help Xue'er's cultivation be easier. If we make good use of this and solidify Xue'er's foundation, Xue'er may really be able to inherit the position of the angel god in the future."

Gu Han's statement was still quite conservative; even without the help of the Golden Ancient Tree's essence, Qian Renxue could still inherit the Angel Godhood.

With the essence of the Golden Ancient Tree, Qian Renxue's foundation can be further strengthened.

Moreover, this is just the beginning. A year later, the golden ancient tree will return and resonate with Qian Renxue. Qian Renxue's achievements will definitely surpass those in the original story.

"I never imagined that such a treasure existed in this world, the Golden Ancient Tree! Haha, I never thought that Xue'er would be able to obtain such an opportunity. It is truly a blessing from heaven for my Spirit Hall."

Qian Xunji laughed heartily, in high spirits. He had some doubts before about whether Qian Renxue's innate level 20 talent could truly become a god, but now he was certain that his daughter had the potential to become a god!

Moreover, he is the God of Angels; Qian Xunji gave birth to an Angel God!!

As for the need for grand offerings and sacrifices, Qian Xunji felt a surge of pride. He was willing to do anything to bring the angel god back to the world.

Besides, it's just a sacrifice of life, not a sacrifice of the soul. Gods can resurrect the dead, so Xue'er can just resurrect herself then.

“A year from now, the golden tree will come looking for Xue’er again and establish a contract with her. At that time, Xue’er will truly be blessed with extraordinary talent,” Gu Han said again.

"Alright, alright, let's not rush Xue'er's spirit ring. This year, let's solidify Xue'er's foundation first, and next year, after establishing a resonance with the Golden Ancient Tree, we can then hunt for a spirit ring."

At this moment, Qian Xunji's smile was even more intense than AK's, and he expressed that there was no need to rush to get Qian Renxue's soul ring.

Since there is a possibility of having a better option, there's no harm in waiting.

"By the way, Xiaohan, you have the most experience in laying a solid foundation. I'll leave Xue'er's matter to you."

"Master, rest assured, I will build an incomparably strong foundation for Xue'er."

Gu Han nodded, not refusing, though he already had his own ideas.

Chapter 282 Wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze brings it back to life.

"Damn it, when will this snow ever end?!"

In Huangcun village, a man walked home, brushed the snow off his clothes, shivered, and began to curse.

"Old Huang, how's it going in the fields?"

A woman carrying a swaddled baby walked over, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Hey, don't even mention it. If you dig through the snow, the ground is harder than stone. All the seedlings are dead."

The man sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of hot water to warm himself, and his weathered eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Then, won't we have no harvest next year?"

The woman's eyes were filled with worry. They were an ordinary family who relied entirely on farming and some handicrafts to make a living. If there was no harvest, they wouldn't have enough money to buy food to eat all year round.

"Old Huang, the village chief has called a meeting."

A shout came from outside. Hearing this, the man looked at the woman and said, "Wife, you stay home and watch the child. I'll go check on him."

"Okay, don't come back too late."

"Hey, okay."

The man nodded, put his straw hat back on, and went out the door.

Inside the Spirit Hall in the village, the old village chief was a man nearing fifty, not very tall, leaning on a cane. Beside him was a young man dressed as a Spirit Hall steward.

This deacon was not from the city, but was in charge of teaching the children of Huang Village to read and write. He was the village's teacher, and everyone respected him.

"Everyone, Teacher Du has something important to announce," the old village chief said, then walked to the side.

Teacher Du cleared his throat, stepped forward, waved, and said loudly, "Fellow villagers, I'm so sorry to have called you here on such a snowy day, but I do have something important to tell you."

"Teacher Du, please speak frankly, we will listen to you."

Huang Hanzi said loudly that this Teacher Du is a learned man. Although they have only known each other for less than two years, he has helped their village a lot and taught the villagers to read for free. Everyone trusts him very much. They usually do whatever he says and rarely ask questions.

"Everyone, it must be very cold these days with the heavy snow. We've received word that someone will be delivering firewood and charcoal to you soon."

"Great, that's wonderful! We've almost run out of charcoal these past few days, this is just in time."

"Yes, yes, it's just in time, otherwise I don't know how I would have gotten through this winter."

"Everyone, please be quiet."

Teacher Du waved his hand, and the people below quieted down, looking at Teacher Du expectantly.

"Fellow villagers, we have received news from above that after the New Year, you should move to Wuhun City for a period of time. Don't worry, we will prepare accommodations for you on the outskirts of Wuhun City, so you don't need to worry about anything."

Old Gu in the crowd frowned slightly, thinking that something big might be about to happen. No, he had to ask Xiao Han.

"Teacher Du, we were living comfortably, why did we suddenly move to Wuhun City?"

"Yes, Teacher Du, it's quite nice for us to stay here."

Everyone was puzzled, wondering why, when everything seemed fine, they were going to move to Wuhun City next year.

"Everyone, I'm not entirely sure about these things either, but this is the arrangement from above."

"Teacher Du, is something big about to happen?"

Some people, being more quick-witted, guessed that something big might be about to happen.

"Don't worry too much, everyone. As long as we get to Wuhun City, we'll all be fine."

Teacher Du pressed his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then explained loudly.

However, seeing the increasingly uneasy crowd, Teacher Du had no choice but to unleash his ultimate move, saying, "Everyone, there's one more thing. Anyone willing to go to Wuhun City can receive 5 gold soul coins every month."

"5 gold soul coins!?"

"so much?!"

"This...this...we might not even have this much in a year!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's attention was immediately diverted, and they were only thinking about the fact that they could receive 5 gold soul coins every month, so they immediately agreed.

Not just Huangcun, but all people in this large area in the direction of Huangcun will be assigned to Wuhun City or its outskirts.

This was to make room for the large influx of migrants that might arrive later.

The snow continued to fall. In the past few days, a giant fire phoenix could be seen soaring in the sky almost every day in the villages outside Wuhun City, and the ice and snow would slowly melt wherever it passed.

Lingyuan controlled the fire with great care, not only melting the snow but also ensuring that the people below wouldn't be harmed, while also providing warmth.

At the same time, all the fire-attribute soul masters in Wuhun City also set out to melt the ice and snow.

Gu Han led A Yin to a village outside the city. The snow had melted, but the ground was still very hard. Looking at the almost withered rice seedlings, Gu Han looked at A Yin.