Chapter 107: The New Hu Yang City (End of This Arc)

The ancient Hu Yang City, after the battle between two peak Chaotic Realm masters, finally regained its calm.

“Pity my weapons—all the cosmic sand I’d accumulated was taken.”

“Just being alive is enough.”

“Let’s go quickly.”

That night, the vast majority of Xin Ying Men’s Eternal True Gods, Void True Gods, and True Gods were released!

Many of the sect’s Eternal True Gods carried large mechanical treasures and other sect relics, some even heirloom items—all now seized, not even a single weapon left.

The disciples at the Void True God and True God levels were not harassed.

“Xin Ying Men is gone. Marquis Liu Yin and the two Ancestors don’t care about us—where do we go now?”

“With our strength, where can’t we go?”

“Hu Yang City sits on the border of two nations—someone might start fighting again any day. I’d rather live in an ordinary city.”

“Brother Yu Fang, come with us.”

The Eternal True Gods still held great confidence—they had once been disciples of a great sect. Even without weapons or treasures, their secret techniques remained formidable, and many began leaving Hu Yang City for nearby towns.

“Lord Luo He despises evil and dislikes dark forces. His Hu Yang City is still a good place to settle.” Some Eternal True Gods brought their families and no longer wished to wander.

Many of Xin Ying Men’s Void True Gods and True Gods were weak and unwilling to undertake long journeys—most preferred to remain in Hu Yang City.

“Lord Luo He didn’t take our treasures—he’s still very benevolent.” These Void True Gods and True Gods held deep goodwill toward Luo Feng.

…

Over eighty percent of the released Eternal True Gods from Xin Ying Men departed, yet the lower and middle tiers mostly stayed in Hu Yang City, determined to settle there—this greatly increased the city’s number of powerful cultivators.

“Hu Yang City will be lively from now on.” On the city lord’s wall, Luo Feng gazed across the quiet city beneath the night sky—this was his city now.

“Master.” Mo Luo Sa appeared beside him. “All Xin Ying Men’s treasures have been sealed under my direct control and fully inventoried.”

“How much?” Luo Feng asked.

“All of it is here.” Mo Luo Sa handed Luo Feng a black jade vial. “All treasures and wealth are contained within.”

Luo Feng took it and examined it.

“Xin Ying Men’s sect wealth was stored in the secret chamber of Yan Feng Guild, managed by two Chaotic Realm masters. Normally, the sect master would apply for a small release, which the two Chaotic Realm masters would approve.” Mo Luo Sa said. “What we seized was mostly physical assets.”

Luo Feng wasn’t surprised—with two Chaotic Realm masters present, the sect’s true core treasures were surely hidden by them.

“The wealth we seized belongs to Xin Ying Men’s thousand-plus Eternal True Gods, including loot taken from Hu Yang City’s entire population. Now mixed together, it’s impossible to distinguish—totaling 2.9 billion cosmic sand, plus roughly 3.7 billion cosmic sand worth of weapons and treasures, including the Yan Feng Ancient Nation’s warship, the Zhen Men secret treasure, and numerous large secret treasures—all valued and accounted for.”

Luo Feng nodded—totaling just over six billion cosmic sand.

The two Chaotic Realm ancestors of Xin Ying Men likely each possessed more than this.

Take Marquis Liu Yin—his single weapon was worth five billion. His personal cultivation expenditures were surely far greater.

“Their sect transmissions—ignoring the weak ones—there are 122 Chaotic Realm transmissions and five Divine King-level transmissions. But these five Divine King-level transmissions… only contain the cultivation path up to Chaotic Realm.” Mo Luo Sa said. “According to interrogations, the subsequent portions are in the hands of Xin Ying Men’s two Chaotic Realm masters.”

Luo Feng had already found the five Divine King-level transmissions inside the black jade vial; he let his divine power permeate and scanned them.

All ended abruptly at Chaotic Realm.

No subsequent portions at all.

“Obtaining a Divine King-level transmission suited to oneself is truly difficult.” Luo Feng sighed inwardly.

Any faction tightly controls its transmissions! To obtain top-tier transmissions? One must pay a price! Becoming a guest minister of the Yan Feng Ancient Nation sounds desirable—but close your eyes and you can guess: every transmission demands a cost.

Even Emperor Chu Yu, a Chaotic Realm member of the imperial family, had to fight for resources. As a guest minister, I’ll pay even more.

“Becoming a guest minister at least gives me a chance to compete for resources and transmissions.” Luo Feng understood—without it, he had no chance at all.

That night.

Most of the descendants of Hu Yang City’s former ruling class—the Five Great Families—were deeply resentful, for the city’s master had become Lord Luo He! Their days of idle luxury were over!

“Yan Feng Guild has arranged airships to escort our families away—everyone prepare quickly.” The Mei Wu clan’s many members were bitter, yet the entire Yu Nation’s ruling order was decided by Divine Kings and Chaotic Realm masters.

The landholder, Ji Jiang Hou, voluntarily gifted Hu Yang City to Lord Luo He—and the Yu Nation’s sovereign was pleased to see it.

These major clan branches had no right to object.

“How will our ancestral homeland treat us? Will they send us to another large city?”

“There are so few large cities in the Yu Nation—there’s no place to settle us. We must return to our ancestral homeland first.”

“Return to the ancestral homeland and await orders.”

Previously, as ruling families, many of their members held key positions in Hu Yang City; even those without official posts received Chaotic Crystals every eon. Now all of it was gone.

…

Yan Feng Guild arranged airships, and that night they escorted the Five Great Families away.

“Father.” Mo Li Meng looked at his father, Mo Li Xiao.

“Follow the city lord well from now on.” Mo Li Xiao smiled. “If I could, I’d follow him myself—but my duties bind me. The royal capital’s orders must be obeyed.”

In the old Hu Yang City, the city lord managed countless affairs, while Mo Li Xiao handled military matters—both were truly active administrators.

The Yu Nation’s royal capital removed its own officials and granted full authority to Luo Feng—naturally, they also reassigned Mo Li Xiao and others. Mo Li Xiao was no clan waste—he was highly useful.

“I’m taking most of the clan’s youth with me; only a few remain with you. Take good care of them.” Mo Li Xiao instructed.

“Don’t worry, Father.” Mo Li Meng nodded—his father had left him three clan Eternal True Gods as aides.

Mo Li Xiao smiled and nodded.

It was Luo Feng himself who personally invited Mo Li Meng to stay! Mo Li Meng had previously managed many city affairs—he was deeply familiar with city administration and highly capable.

As for Mo Li Xiao? Luo Feng cared less—because Hu Yang City no longer needed a military deterrent!

…

City Lord’s Mansion.

Luo Feng looked at Mo Li Meng and Mo Yu Hu and smiled: “From now on, you two are deputy city lords. You may resolve minor and major affairs together—only report to me if you cannot decide.”

“Yes, City Lord.” Mo Li Meng and Mo Yu Hu were both exhilarated.

In the old Hu Yang City, leadership was shared among the Five Great Families’ leaders—Mo Li Meng’s authority had never been this great! And now he followed a peak Chaotic Realm master—he knew he had encountered a great opportunity.

Mo Yu Hu was even more thrilled—he had once served under Mo Li Meng and was well acquainted with city administration.

“I never imagined I, Mo Yu Hu, could become deputy city lord of Hu Yang City.” He felt the day he met Lord Luo He in the wild had been his life’s turning point.

Managing the city was beyond his energy, but he would not place sole trust in any one side.

Managing the city required his attention—he wouldn’t rely solely on one side.

“I’ll state two new rules first.” Luo Feng said.

Mo Li Meng and Mo Yu Hu listened intently.

“One: Hu Yang City will have no dark forces.” Luo Feng said.

Both Mo Li Meng and Mo Yu Hu, familiar with city affairs, immediately grasped the impact of this rule—many ordinary merchants had their profits siphoned off by dark forces, sometimes even suffering losses despite hard work.

Without dark forces, Hu Yang City’s commerce would flourish.

For cultivators seeking peace, its appeal would greatly increase.

“Two: Hu Yang City no longer needs the Hu Yang Army.” Luo Feng said. “The Hu Yang Guard will remain—they will maintain order within the city.”

The Hu Yang Army was meant to deter enemies and confront powerful foes.

His city did not need an army.

“These two are the main points. Work out the detailed management plan together and submit it to me.” Luo Feng said. “My requirement: keep the City Lord’s Mansion as streamlined as possible.”

“Yes.” Mo Li Meng and Mo Yu Hu both replied.

“City Lord, during this war, a small number of Hu Yang City’s citizens fled. Current population is around five hundred billion.” Mo Li Meng said. “Each eon, residence fees total about fifty million cosmic sand; income from the Chaos Wastes is roughly six million cosmic sand. Twenty percent of residence fees go to the royal capital—the rest must sustain the entire city… roughly thirty million cosmic sand per eon can be offered to you.” Mo Li Meng explained.

Luo Feng understood.

It seemed modest—but this income came every eon! One thousand eons meant three hundred billion cosmic sand.

Of course, normal Chaotic Realm masters spent eons breeding vast lineages—accumulated cultivation expenses for countless descendants were enormous.

His own family resided in the Original Universe region, mostly weak—even most clan members couldn’t become Immortals.

In contrast, great clans of the Origin Continent began their descendants as True Gods—accumulating vast numbers of Void True Gods, even over a thousand Eternal True Gods was common, with massive eonly expenditures.

“Even the Yan Feng Ancient Nation’s imperial family dares not freely distribute resources—they still force their clan members to compete.” Luo Feng sighed inwardly.

Perhaps some ancient beings deliberately reincarnated to escape the burden of their bloated clans.

Sometimes, a family’s expansion became a drag on even the oldest beings.

“City Lord,” Mo Yu Hu said respectfully, “some cultivators who joined the City Lord’s Mansion wish to obtain cultivation transmissions.”

“As long as they earn sufficient merit, they’ll have opportunities to exchange for transmissions.” Luo Feng nodded.

Why did cultivators follow the strong? The key was transmissions.

Without transmissions, self-study was a hundred or a thousand times harder.

“Go now. Quickly draft Hu Yang City’s management plan.” Luo Feng ordered.

“Yes.” The two deputy city lords, full of ambition, bowed respectfully and withdrew.

Mo Luo Sa, who had stood silently beside him, now spoke: “Master, Mo Li Meng’s clan has several Eternal True Gods, and well-known ones like Gao Wu Shui have also pledged loyalty—they hold strong influence. Mo Yu Hu is relatively weak.”

“You’re mistaken. The Zhu Clan has returned in force tonight—they’re already with Mo Yu Lie Feng.” Luo Feng smiled. “Mo Yu Lie Feng is Zhu You’s direct disciple; with that master-disciple bond, the Zhu Clan immediately sided with the Mo Yu family.”

Mo Luo Sa understood.

Even though Luo Feng trusted Mo Yu Hu and Mo Li Meng, he still made them check each other’s power.

…

Hu Yang City gradually established new order.

The Eternal True Gods and Void True Gods previously plundered by Xin Ying Men were astonished to find dark forces had vanished entirely—and their fixed assets had been returned by the City Lord’s Mansion.

“Life will be easier from now on.” Many ordinary merchants felt immense relief.

The former Black Butcher, having escaped countless extortion attempts thanks to Luo Feng, now breathed freely.

And now, throughout Hu Yang City, merchants no longer fear the dark forces, and trade is more prosperous than ever.

“Hu Yang City has become better than before,” said Gao Wu Shui, commanding a unit of Hu Yang Guards, gazing at the bustling city with a smile. “With a Chaos Realm cultivator stationed here, more ordinary True Gods are coming to Hu Yang City.”

And at another location.

Luo Feng, accompanied by one servant and one disciple, had already joined Di Chu Yu and the others.

“It seems your two deputy mayors have managed Hu Yang City well,” Di Chu Yu chuckled. “Whether this city can become even better in the future depends on your strength, Luo He. The stronger you grow, the more prosperous this city will become.”

Luo Feng looked at the city and smiled. “It will become even more prosperous.”

“Let’s go.”

Di Chu Yu immediately used a space-time artifact to establish a connection to the distant Yan Feng Ancient Nation.

Hum~~~~

The void ahead twisted, revealing a space-time passage.

Di Chu Yu, accompanied by the vice-director, and Luo Feng, with Mo Luo Sa and Mo Yu Qingyan, all five flew into the space-time passage.

(End of this episode)

Luo Feng’s first stop upon arriving at the Origin Continent was Hu Yang City. Now that the Hu Yang City arc has ended, the major plotline of Luo Feng’s ascent to the Chaos Realm is about to begin.

Fan Qie will take a day off tomorrow to prepare for the upcoming plot, and updates for the third volume will resume the day after.

(End of chapter)