Chapter 1392

Ying Zheng: "That's the one downside on Miss Li's side—the Emperor cannot cultivate, otherwise the immortal realm will bring down punishment."

Ying Zheng #2: "The Emperor's authority has been severely weakened."

Ye Hei: "Can't be helped. If the Emperor were immortal, it wouldn't necessarily be a good thing for the common people."

Wang Chao: "That's true."

Zhao Zheng: "Agreed. Our chat group is an exception—even if someone wanted to act against the natural order, someone would stop them. In other worlds, if an Emperor were immortal and did evil, there might be no one daring enough to stop him."

Li Yingqiong: "If you put it that way, the Emperor not being immortal is actually a good thing?"

Zhang Taixuan: "Depends on whose standpoint you take. From the Emperor's standpoint, naturally one would feel displeased—'I, the supreme ruler of all under heaven, am actually forbidden from cultivating?'"

Zhang Taixuan: "From the common people's standpoint, of course they wouldn't want the Emperor to exist forever and ever."

……

Imperial palace.

Li Yingqiong opened her eyes, her gaze still bewildered.

During this period, she had not only conquered the realm, but had also taken the chance to read through a great many history books, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign—her store of knowledge far surpassing that of this era.

Yet she still had not found a way to bring lasting peace and stability.

"Forget it. A person must cultivate to the Grand Luo realm before they can transcend the four processes of formation, existence, destruction, and void. For a mortal dynasty to solve things once and for all is simply impossible."

After a long while, Li Yingqiong heaved a deep sigh and ended her thoughts on the dynasty's future.

"Someone come!"

"Yes."

A moment later, Li Yingqiong led a group of direct subordinates to an open stretch of land on the outskirts of the capital.

There lay a vast expanse of farmland.

With a wave of Li Yingqiong's hand, machine after machine, each taller than a person, instantly appeared on the open ground.

Any modern person would surely recognize the machines on site.

Harvesters, rice transplanters, excavators…

Besides the machinery, there were also many plastic barrels filled with liquid—gasoline.

Since she could not supply cultivator-grade energy, Su Xiao could only provide the energy commonly used in the technological age.

As for what Li Yingqiong's side would do in the future?

Whether to take the technological path or the cultivation path was, of course, for humanity itself to choose.

In any case, Su Xiao had given books on petroleum refining techniques; whether they succeeded depended on humanity itself.

"These are machines bestowed by other immortals, and they can be used to…"

Li Yingqiong guided a batch of young key personnel in using the machinery as she spoke. Once done, she let them figure things out on their own, then moved aside, waved her hand to toss out all manner of fine seeds, and instructed everyone on planting techniques.

This busy stretch consumed more than half a day of her time.

Meanwhile, far below the nine heavens, Miao Yi True Person, who had hidden his sword-light, watched the whole time.

Seeing Li Yingqiong work earnestly and decisively, he was very satisfied.

Mount Emei needed exactly this kind of talent!

Yet the moment he thought of Li Yingqiong wasting her prime years in the mortal world, he felt depressed again.

He wanted to take Li Yingqiong back to the mountain immediately, but felt it would be improper, so he could only find a place to descend his sword-light and quietly wait.

In any case, he was a cultivator with a long lifespan; he could afford to wait.

As for Li Yingqiong, wasting a few years didn't matter—Mount Emei had plenty of great pills, more than enough to make up for the few years she had lost.

More importantly, he had already discovered that Li Yingqiong's constitution was extraordinary and unlike ordinary people, even more terrifying than that of an ordinary exotic beast.

Once such a person began cultivating, one year of her cultivation would yield better results than a hundred years of bitter training by a mediocre talent.

A year of time quietly passed.

After a year of development, Li Yingqiong had already distributed the authority over the realm to the key personnel under her.

As for the Emperor, he naturally withdrew from the stage of history.

There was no helping it.

Li Yingqiong did not wish to remain in the mortal world as Emperor; the position of Emperor naturally was best done away with.

At first, the common people were very worried.

After all, the fields they had now divided among themselves, and the other rights they had obtained such as participation in governance, all came from the present Emperor.

With the Emperor gone, what would happen to their rights?

The result—no impact whatsoever—so they too set their minds at ease and accepted the new polity.

On the other hand, after a year of development, the fine seeds from the modern age had also been successfully harvested, their yields shocking the world.

Rice and wheat yielding over a thousand jin per mu, sweet potatoes and potatoes yielding several thousand jin per mu—it was simply like a myth.

Even Miao Yi True Person suspected that cultivators had been involved.

He transformed himself into an ordinary person and investigated, and the result—no cultivators had been involved.

"Ordinary people can be this amazing?"

Miao Yi True Person was greatly shaken.

Just as he was preparing to go find Li Yingqiong, he saw golden light spreading across the horizon, then descending toward the imperial palace.

"That's merit!"

As a cultivator, how could Miao Yi True Person not know of such a thing's existence.

Yet even tracing back several hundred years, no one in the cultivation world had obtained such a thing.

Now, Heaven and Earth were generous enough to actually send down merit; Miao Yi True Person could not help but pay even closer attention.

PS: Thanks to Ye Fan for the encouragement to update, and thanks to the big shot for the support.