Chapter 823: with translation of chapter title

For those living at the bottom, they don't care which lofty Sect is in charge.

They only see what's before them; whoever can protect them, keep them safe from evil influences and Demonic Cultivators' threats, is their benefactor.

Wherever Dao Yi Shengdi passed, the evil forces and Demonic Dao Sect they exterminated, no matter how you say it, counted as protecting the peace of a region.

Therefore, the many common folk along the way are deeply grateful to Dao Yi Sect.

Other Sects look down on the lives of these people, completely indifferent to their life or death.

But Dao Yi Shengdi exterminated the immediate threats for them; compared, the superiority is naturally clear.

Even many youths have arisen with the idea of joining Dao Yi Shengdi as disciples.

Entering the holy land and becoming its disciples is a matter of soaring to great heights.

Everything went extremely smoothly along the way, so that later, upon hearing that Dao Yi Shengdi was coming, many evil forces and Demonic Cultivators simply fled.

This left the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi speechless.

"These guys really run faster than rabbits, not even caring about their Sect!"

"Look around everywhere, see if there's anything valuable that can be exchanged for Sect Points when we get back."

They even abandoned their homes and fled; this maneuver left the many disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi bewildered.

This is your Sect's home, you just say you don't want it and you don't?

If we can't catch anyone, we can only go around scavenging.

The migration of the entire Tianyu Dynasty is proceeding very smoothly; meanwhile, inside Dao Yi Shengdi.

Because all the disciples have gone out on missions, the interior of the holy land has become much quieter.

In the Canteen, Qi Xiong, Yu Mo and others sat together, along with Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ, everyone was having lunch.

After taking a bite of vegetables and then comfortably drinking a cup of wine, Yu Mo helplessly said to Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ.

"I say, aren't you going back yet?"

These two guys have probably been staying at Wan Yao Pass for nearly half a year, still showing no intention to return.

As the holy land's Shèngzhǔ, you don't care at all about your own affairs? All day you loaf around in their Dao Yi Shengdi doing what?

Hearing this, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ laughed, completely unbothered.

"Brother Yu Mo, matters of the holy land will naturally be handled by others; there's no need for us to step forward."

"You................"

Saying that made Yu Mo frown, but it wasn't good to say it directly, so he turned his head to look at Qi Xiong and spoke in an indirect way, pointing at the mulberry while cursing the locust.

"The current Shèngzhǔ, all day not doing proper work, just knows how to eat, really becoming more and more like going back."

Hmm???

Qi Xiong, who had been eating comfortably, heard this and was completely bewildered.

It's not like you're talking about yourselves; why drag me into this?

"I'm talking about you—what are you looking at? You don't even know to cultivate diligently; look at others, then look at yourself, you've ruined the face of our Dao Yi Shengdi."

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong? Have you broken through to the Emperor Realm? Look at the Shèngzhǔ of the Human Race throughout history—none have reached the Great Saint Realm, and you still don't know you're losing face?"

Qi Xiong sighed helplessly; breaking through to the Emperor Realm isn't something he can do just because he wants to.

Moreover, during this period he has indeed been cultivating assiduously, hoping to break through to the Emperor Realm as soon as possible.

But this also depends on fate; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people stuck their whole lives above the Great Saint Realm, making no progress, ultimately ending in depression.

Yu Mo's remark was clearly an indirect jab, but Qi Xiong couldn't refute it; as for Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ beside him, they cared even less.

For the sake of food, being thick-skinned is no big deal; no matter what you say, we're not leaving.

Just as they were speaking, the table in front of them suddenly began to shake on its own.

Feeling the vibration of the table and chairs, everyone was startled, and Qi Xiong asked doubtfully.

"What's up? Did the ground move?"

"Cut the crap, it's that bunch of little brats coming back."

As expected, with Yu Mo's words falling, the disciples rushing back from outside the Canteen, covered in dust, charged in like untamed horses.

"I'm finally back."

"Elder Ye Zhangqing, food, give me food, let me have a bite."

"Who the hell shoved me? Get in line."

"Charge, charge, chow down, chow down."

A group of disciples fierce as wolves and tigers rushed into the Canteen; the brief quiet probing instantly turned into chaos.

"Yo, the Sect Master is eating?"

Some disciples saw Qi Xiong and the others and came over grinning to greet them, but before Qi Xiong and the others could reply, they saw this bunch of little brats simply pick up their plates and start eating voraciously.

"Give me a bite."

"Get lost, this is mine."

In the blink of an eye, the entire table of food was eaten clean.

After those disciples left, Qi Xiong and the others stared at the discs on the table, each dumbfounded.

"This bunch of little brats."

Helplessly laughing and cursing, they had barely taken a few bites when this bunch of little brats finished it all.

As for Ye Zhangqing, he also became busy.

However, today there wasn't much preparation, so there was only a bit of leftover food; in the end, only over a hundred people managed to have a meal.

Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the other Inner Disciples ate that familiar food, that deliciousness, directly making several of them gleeful.

After being away for so long this time, they had long missed the Canteen's earlier state.

The dry rations are okay, but nothing beats the taste of this freshly stir-fried dish.

Translation: "Although the dry rations aren't bad, nothing can compare to the deliciousness of this freshly stir-fried dish."

But need to keep close: "Although the dry rations aren't bad, but no matter how, they can't compare to this freshly stir-fried deliciousness." Let's produce: "Although the dry rations aren't bad, nothing compares to this freshly stir-fried deliciousness."

Indeed, the cafeteria food is only good when it's freshly made.

We must keep quotes. Use double quotes as in source? The source uses 「」 Chinese quotes. We'll use English double quotes. Keep the content. "Sure enough, the canteen's food is only tasty when freshly stir-fried."

Yeah, without that wok hei, the taste is off.

Translation: "Yeah, lacking a bit of wok hei, the flavor is just different."

Hearing Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others sigh, Ye Zhangqing gave a helpless wry smile.

Hearing Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others sigh, Ye Zhangqing gave a helpless wry smile.

And wok hei—where did these guys come up with these terms?

And wok hei—where did these guys come up with these terms?

After the meal, Zhao Zhengping and the others were full; as for the Heavenly Feather Dynasty, they had naturally arrived at the designated location.

After the meal, Zhao Zhengping and the others were full; as for the Heavenly Feather Dynasty, they had naturally arrived at the designated location.

Outside Myriad Monster Pass, there is a vast expanse of land, more than enough to accommodate the Heavenly Feather Dynasty, and even the territory is larger than before.

Outside Myriad Monster Pass, there is a vast expanse of land, more than enough to accommodate the Heavenly Feather Dynasty, and even the territory is larger than before.

There's no choice—being a border pass, nobody would have settled here before.

Translate: "No way, after all, being stationed at the border pass, no one would have come to settle here before."

Only after the Dao One Holy Land rose did Myriad Monster Pass change.

Use Dao Yi Shengdi. So: "It's only after the rise of Dao Yi Shengdi that this Myriad Monster Pass has changed its appearance."

After eating, the disciples gradually departed, and Qi Xiong himself also went to the Heavenly Feather Dynasty.

Use Qi Xiong. So: "After finishing the meal, the disciples then left one by one; as for Qi Xiong, he also personally made a trip to the Heavenly Feather Dynasty."

But what comes next has nothing to do with the Dao One Sect; building the city and such are solely the Heavenly Feather Dynasty's responsibility.

Use Dao Yi Sect. So: "However, the upcoming matters have nothing to do with Dao Yi Sect; building cities and the like are all the Heavenly Feather Dynasty's own tasks."

All of this had been planned ahead; after a short rest of a few days, under the court's arrangements, the Heavenly Feather Dynasty's people began their hard labor.

Translate: "And all of this was naturally planned in advance; after a simple rest of a few days, under the court's arrangements, the people of the Heavenly Feather Dynasty also began their arduous labor."

They built houses, reclaimed wasteland, and so on, but with the court's wages, the people had no complaints.

Translate: "Constructing houses, reclaiming wasteland, and so on; however, because the court provided wages, the people had no complaints whatsoever."

Everything was proceeding in order; the group of Mo Yun, who had journeyed to Dongzhou, finally returned, still accompanied by Sect Master Luo Tianxin of the Seven Stars Sect.

Everything was proceeding orderly; knowing this day, the group of Mo Yun who had journeyed to Dongzhou finally returned, accompanied still by the Sect Master Luo Tianxin of the Seven Stars Sect.

In the Zhu Feng Hall, seeing the dust-covered group of Mo Yun with rows of coffins behind them, Qi Xiong laughed and said.

At the Zhu Feng Hall, seeing the dust-and-worn group of Mo Yun, with rows of coffins behind them, Qi Xiong laughed and said.

Junior brother, you've worked hard.

Junior brother, you've worked hard.

However, Mo Yun wore a bitter expression; the hard work wasn't the issue, the problem is that his damn master is gone.

We need Mo Yun, Shīzūn. So: "However, Mo Yun wore a bitter expression; the hardship wasn't the issue, the problem is that damn Shīzūn is gone."

We had such a great Shīzūn, and for no reason he just disappeared—what do you call this?