Chapter 369: Sentient Beings

On the barren earth, a group of people with nothing to cover their bodies were busy; they quarried rocks, polished tools, and made plans around the few fertile soils on the wasteland.

People formed teams of dozens and scattered in all directions, beginning to explore the surroundings.

On the edge of the fertile soil, more than a hundred people were sitting in a circle, arguing fiercely, finally electing seven people, five men and two women, and then publicly electing a middle-aged man with a majestic face as the leader.

Once the election was decided, these people reorganized the large number of idle people, each with their own division of labor. Hundreds of young men and women knelt before the temporarily built stone altar and began to pray for rain.

Others used stone shovels to dig on the ground, digging out large pits and digging ditches to connect these pits. It looked like they were storing water for after the rain.

At this time, it really rained heavily, but the firmament was still dark red, and the full moon was still hanging high in the sky; this rain looked unspeakably eerie.

Under the guidance of the elders, people opened multiple shallow ditches, gathered the rainwater on the ground into deep pits, accumulated water into ponds, and then dug ditches toward the fertile soil, separating pieces of farmland with water ditches. The only problem was that there was nothing to plant in the fields now.

Others went to various places separately to worship the few divine trees in the world. One tree trunk was broken, the fracture was charred black, but a few new buds grew from the fracture. The other two were still saplings the size of a palm, but that did not hinder people

It was just that the natures of the two saplings were vastly different; to prove that the Divine Wood they worshipped was more powerful, the two waves of believers argued desperately and spat at each other, nearly coming to blows.

However, what the believers did not notice was that the distance between the two Divine Woods was growing ever larger.

In the distance, there was also a ten-thousand-zhang jade mountain, which was the holy mountain of this world. On the holy mountain, there was another Divine Wood, only it received no worship and accepted no faith.

Surrounding the Yushan was a holy land they could not approach.

Furthermore, there was another holy land in the world where a True God and her followers stood; it was said that another True God was currently gestating, but everyone felt an instinctive disgust toward that True God and did not want to give him a single bit of incense.

The seven elders who had just been elected had already divided their work; some were planning grain fields, some were planning cotton fields, and others were searching for mineral veins. In addition, the Great Elder and another elder were leading people to mine rock and begin building stone houses one after another.

Although the stone houses were sturdy, they were quite labor-intensive to build. It was not that people did not want to build wooden houses, but that there were only a few Divine Woods in this world, and no other trees. Let alone trees, not even flowers or grass could be found.

But when the stone houses were half-built, they encountered a new problem: they could not build the roofs.

Little Wei Yuan looked at this group of people busy in the Ten Thousand Li Heshan and was truly speechless.

In the past, the Dao Foundation or Dharma Form warriors who walked out of the pool were all puppets, unable to even receive instructions, and Little Wei Yuan had to split his focus to control them himself. Only after gaining wisdom could they receive Little Wei Yuan's instructions.

And this time, tens of thousands of people were converted from ghost soldiers and resentful spirits in one go; although they were all ordinary mortals, each was born with spirituality and carried partial memories of their past lives.

Little Wei Yuan did not notice for a moment, and by the time he discovered it, they had already selected town locations, identified fertile soil, dug canals to divert water, quarried stone to build houses, and were even prospecting for mineral veins, having also elected their own leaders—a scene of putting down roots and opening up a peach-blossom paradise.

When he discovered tens of thousands of people bustling about in the Ten Thousand Li Heshan, Little Wei Yuan was simply shocked beyond measure.

At this time, hundreds of people had set up an altar with stones and began to pray simultaneously, and thus Little Wei Yuan heard their voices: requesting the Creation Immortal to bestow seeds, trees, and mineral veins.

Actually, Little Wei Yuan could naturally hear them speaking clearly, but the intent during prayer would be transmitted directly into Little Wei Yuan's spiritual sense, allowing him to ignore language differences.

These were a group of simple people, asking only for the simplest and most basic raw materials; they did not even dare to ask for timber, but only for saplings. Little Wei Yuan glanced at the Ten Thousand Li Heshan; it was indeed too barren here. Apart from a few immortal plants, no other spiritual plants remained, and not even half a stalk of ordinary wood or grass could be found.

As for mineral veins, Little Wei Yuan was naturally clear that they certainly did not exist. Now, all that existed in the Ten Thousand Li Heshan were soil and stones.

Little Wei Yuan silently picked up a stone, injected the Tripod Intent, and then made it flat and thin; ignoring the true intent within, this was just a stone slab. Immediately, Little Wei Yuan sent the process of the stone slab's transformation into the consciousness of these people.

Having obtained the true intent from the tripod, the crowd was suddenly in an uproar. This was a True Immortal manifesting sanctity!

Thus, it triggered a frenzy of worship! In this instant, Little Wei Yuan heard tens of thousands of different praises simultaneously, some of which were so sycophantic they reached the point of shame.

But praise was just praise; Little Wei Yuan did not gain a single bit of Qi luck. However, Little Wei Yuan had already gained the karma of these people, so he could not ask for more.

These people were all reincarnated from the Gate of Myriad Realms and were all born within Little Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation; in reality, they had no physical bodies, and their life and death were completely controlled by a single thought of Little Wei Yuan.

Little Wei Yuan had intended to find someone to experiment on to see the effect of direct erasure. But after thinking about it, Little Wei Yuan shook his head. Although these people were reincarnated and had to rely on the Ten Thousand Li Heshan to live, they had their own souls and independent wisdom.

Little Wei Yuan felt that at least most of them were human. Wanton erasure was no different from murder.

On the battlefield, Little Wei Yuan would never be soft-hearted, but in normal times, even if these people were theoretically puppets in his Dao Foundation, Little Wei Yuan was still unwilling to harm them at will.

After the worship, the crowd began to process the stones according to the Tripod's true intent. Little Wei Yuan ignored them for the time being and began to inspect the state of the Ten Thousand Li Heshan.

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At this time, the young girl Yin-Yang had already sprouted spirituality; based on her alone, this level of spiritual rank already far surpassed a Fenhai Zhenjun, and Little Wei Yuan even felt that ordinary immortals might not be able to match it.

In terms of quantity, tens of thousands of ordinary mortals with spirituality could certainly match several hundred Dao Foundations and a dozen or so Dharma Forms.

Besides this, another powerful spirituality was gestating, its rank already approaching that of a Fenhai Zhenjun. This change was something Little Wei Yuan had never seen before; he estimated it should be the soul transformed after the death of the old ghost of the Remnant Clan.

He claimed to be a True Dragon blood descendant and said that after killing each other, blood descendants could refine the other into a Dragon Guard. Judging by his words, this Dragon Guard seemed very powerful; the strength between two blood descendants mainly depended on the difference in the number of hunts.

Thinking back to the old ghost's shock when he first saw Yin-Yang, could it be that the Shaman woman he had captured was also a True Dragon blood descendant? After being killed by him, she was reincarnated into a Dragon Guard, which was the young girl Yin-Yang.

The more Little Wei Yuan thought about it, the more it seemed to be the case, but there was one more thing he did not understand: if he really was a True Dragon blood descendant, then where was his companion treasure?

Even the old ghost of the Remnant Clan had a piece of dragon bone, so surely he couldn't have nothing? Although judging by the size of a True Dragon's body, he did not know from which corner of the dragon's body this piece of dragon bone was a fragment, or if it was the smallest kind.

At this time, the blood energy in the Origin Blood Pearl had been exhausted by seven or eight parts, and the Ten Thousand Li Heshan suddenly shook, sounding with long, resonant chimes, like bells and tripods ringing in unison.

The entire earth, the firmament, and everything between heaven and earth, including the young girl Yin-Yang and the tens of thousands of mortals, became a single entity; deep within the earth, a vast ocean of spirituality appeared.

With this, Little Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation spirituality was complete, the Rebirth Realm was perfected, and the Nurturing Spirit Realm had also advanced more than halfway, about to touch the Dharma Form.

It was just that as a late-stage Dharma Form, the old ghost's lifelong accumulation of blood energy was only enough for Little Wei Yuan to rise one realm in his Dao Foundation, not even reaching two. This made Little Wei Yuan constantly complain in his heart.

(End of chapter)