Chapter 830

The top priority in Qingming right now was the Dao Foundation Ceremony; more than fifty thousand cultivators and several times that number of friends and relatives flooded into Qingming, and just arranging their food, clothing, housing, and transportation was a major task.

Moreover, Wei Yuan had other plans; he would take this opportunity to let all parties get a good look at Qingming's development. In the past, when Qingming was still weak, it naturally had to hide and tuck things away, hoping to give the enemy a swift blow when they least expected it.

But now that Qingming had the scale of several commanderies, everything was different. If nothing else, just to ensure that Qingyuan could circulate smoothly, Wei Yuan had to show his fangs. Just showing them wasn't enough; he had to beat all those who were unconvinced into submission so that all parties could maintain confidence in Qingyuan.

Now the issuance volume of Qingyuan had reached hundreds of millions, equivalent to hundreds of millions of taels of immortal silver worth of supplies entering Qingming for free, instantly thickening Qingming's foundation several times over, while Wei Yuan also harvested a massive amount of luck.

Therefore, Wei Yuan had started making preparations months in advance, and the Dao Foundation Ceremony was placed on the outskirts of Yong'an City, and a batch of high-rise buildings was specifically built for visiting cultivators to live in temporarily.

In order to improve efficiency and show Qingming's uniqueness, these high-rise buildings for cultivators to live in were all thirty stories tall, with dozens of suites on each floor, specifically for the cultivators attending the ceremony to live in, and they were also equipped with spiritual array elevators.

In fact, cultivators who had completed Body Forging didn't need elevators to climb thirty floors; a single jump could cover seven or eight floors, and these few elevators were all for transporting supplies and for the convenience of craftsmen with little cultivation to go up and down.

Hundreds of thirty-story high-rise buildings gathered together, which in itself had a strong sense of oppression and an exotic, alternative, neat beauty. When the various clans, sect soldiers, and rogue cultivators walked into Yong'an City, they were all exclaiming in admiration; no one had expected that the scene of the world beyond the heavens would actually become a reality in Qingming.

After moving in, the cultivators were even more pleasantly surprised and full of praise.

Cultivators from clans had naturally seen the true atmosphere of immortal families, with floating hanging mountains and hundred-foot giant halls, but they had never seen such exquisite high-rise buildings before.

Although the rooms were not large, they used a large amount of green brocade and machine-woven cloth inside, simple and elegant. The unprecedented minimalist style made the clan disciples who liked novelty full of praise.

The rooms were also divided into several specifications; clan disciples who spent a lot of money naturally lived in larger ones, with more machine-woven brocade fabrics in the rooms, and the food was also better.

This time, Wei Yuan provided basic food for free to all cultivators attending the ceremony, with enough quantity to eat in the specially set up canteens.

There were not many varieties of meals, and the taste was relatively monotonous, but it was still delicious, using a large amount of those things in Qingming called canned goods. Moreover, buckets of canned goods were placed in the canteens and opened for display.

The varieties were few and the taste monotonous, which was said to be for the sake of finally polishing the cultivators' Dao hearts, letting them be transparent inside and out, unstained by dust. But apart from this point, the canteen had enough quantity, and there was enough meat, which also opened the eyes of the cultivators.

Among the various forces, Body Forging cultivators were actually not considered cultivators, and were far from the point where they could eat meat at will. And they had a large appetite, so if they ate openly, they could eat dozens of catties in one meal.

But Qingming didn't seem to care about this at all; there was as much meat as they could eat, and there was always an unlimited supply. As they ate, many cultivators with some insight already faintly felt that Qingming's strength was unfathomable.

Disciples of large families could naturally choose to eat on their own, and many people went to the canteen twice to try something new, and then never wanted to go again. Qingming also provided an extremely rich paid menu, among which a clear soup medicinal pot with snowflake meat slices was very popular, and they almost couldn't get enough of it.

However, even more popular than that was a chili sauce with the aura of the Netherworld's return to silence; besides being fresh and spicy, it made people feel like they had taken a trip through the Underworld. Cultivators with insight knew the extraordinariness of this chili sauce, so they all bought it in large quantities.

This sauce was also prepared by the old Daoist Chuhe, with the fruits and leaves of the Nether Star Nightshade added inside; eating it could slightly increase one's cultivation, while also having the hallucination of falling into the Underworld. Initially, the old Daoist did it for his own hot pot, who would have thought it would be so popular.

In just a few days, more than one hundred thousand bottles of this chili sauce were sold, and many wealthy clan disciples would wave their hands and buy thousands or tens of thousands of bottles. In order to rush the production of the chili sauce, the only Nether Star Nightshade plant was almost plucked bald.

But if the amount used for the chili sauce was converted into medicine prices, the price was at least ten times that sold to the Creation Temple, so Wei Yuan watched with heartache as the old Daoist Chuhe plucked leaves by the handful, forced to earn Qingyuan against his will.

The old Daoist also had a sharp eye, directly asking for a large amount of Nether soil, planting dozens of Star Nightshade plants in one breath, and moving Xu Wenwu's residence next to the tree garden, hoping to earn a big one in the future.

Ever since Wei Yuan brought back knowledge related to the world beyond the heavens from the world fragments, Xu Wenwu had completely exposed his nature of being unlearned and skillless, forgetting even high school knowledge to seven or eight out of ten. He couldn't even remember the names of the basic tools with the word "function" after them, as if he had never seen them. Therefore, the significance of Xu Wenwu's materials had greatly decreased, and only the descriptions of the environment he lived in remained meaningful. But as his cultivation progressed, Xu Wenwu's special constitution became increasingly obvious; that is, within a certain range of him, living beings blessed by Wei Yuan with luck were very likely to completely absorb the luck, thereby producing mutations, which was how the earliest Nether Star Nightshade came to be. And now this range was larger, and there was no need to touch the trees and loosen the soil every day; just living next to it was enough.

After all the cultivators had arrived, Wei Yuan began the questionnaire test. This move was unprecedented; the cultivators went to the designated examination halls separately, and then saw huge sheds, divided into multiple upper and lower levels inside. Every cultivator was issued a piece of paper, on which the examination area, floor number, and seat number were written.

What shocked the cultivators was that among tens of thousands of cultivators, there was not a single mistake or omission.

There were also many cultivators responsible for guidance at the scene, so tens of thousands of cultivators were like a large flock of sheep, driven into designated positions, and then what awaited them were dense questionnaires.

The cultivators didn't understand what this was for, and could only fill them out honestly. Before the start, the Qingming cultivators had repeatedly emphasized that not writing seriously would affect their Dao path, so no one dared to fill them out blindly; after all, it was their own Dao path that was affected.

Among tens of thousands of cultivators, there were naturally many troublemakers, but since Wei Yuan clearly entered the late stage of Dharma Form, no one dared to cause trouble in Qingming anymore.

A Dharma Form late stage under thirty, and also an undoubted Immortal Form, who would want to provoke such a person for no reason? If it wasn't Master Yu Jing, they couldn't beat him, and even if it was Master Yu Jing, it wasn't certain they could beat him. Every Master Yu Jing was a genius cultivator in their day, and they weren't stupid; no one would fight a battle they were sure to lose.

And even if one was determined to cause trouble, it was another question whether they could see Wei Yuan. After all, Wei Yuan's status was different now, and he could be said to be in a high position with great power; if one wanted to spar with Wei Yuan, they had to first get past a long list of names like Ji Liuli, Bao Yun, Xiaoyu, and so on.

At this time, there were already rumors among the cultivators; it was said that since the fall of the Immortal Lord Tinghai, the younger generation of disciples of the Grand Void Palace had been stimulated, and many people's mental states were not quite normal, with a large number of them switching to cultivate the Invincible Heart.

As everyone knew, people who cultivated the Invincible Heart were simply mad dogs; passing by them could lead to being bitten, and "I don't like the look of you" was a reason to start a war.

So everyone swallowed their anger and obeyed, after all, in a place where one's own ancestors could be beaten for no reason at any time, causing trouble was just looking for death.

Thus, tens of thousands of cultivators entered the examination hall neatly, and came out neatly, crowded but not chaotic, and the huge flow of people entering and exiting was completed easily. This point, in the eyes of those with intentions, wasn't it the typical method of a peerless general?

Being able to organize a large group of motley crew in an orderly manner, in wartime, could continuously turn ordinary people into elite strong armies. No wonder Qingming was able to stand firm against the Rain Kingdom, which occupied an absolute advantage, fighting for years and becoming stronger the more they fought.

Thus, a questionnaire test allowed Wei Yuan to harvest a large pile of various kinds of luck. And as the Yong'an City Lord who directly managed this matter, Xiaoyu also harvested a small pile of various kinds of luck.

Since then, every morning before dawn, the Star Lord Shaoyang began urging Xiaoyu to wash up and set off, to go to the City Government to work, and not even a day of laziness was allowed.

One day Xiaoyu's movements were a bit slow, and he learned that the Star Lord could also scold people, and scold them very dirtily.

The day after the questionnaire test, the cultivators were organized again to test their constitutions. But what puzzled them was that this time it was not a comprehensive test, but only testing one aspect, such as specifically testing Wood-element or Water-element aptitude.

Only one day after the constitution test, the results were calculated and issued to every cultivator. The data clearly listed the three template Dao Foundations most suitable for them, for them to choose from. Some cultivators had no choice at all, with only one template Dao Foundation.

After the cultivators communicated with each other, they found that the data everyone received was different, clearly suggestions given by Qingming for individuals. Those who could come to Qingming basically had mediocre aptitude, so the vast majority of cultivators accepted Qingming's arrangements with a heart full of trepidation.

All preparatory work was advancing in an orderly manner, and with the Human World's Fireworks coordinating and arranging, all activities were busy but not chaotic.

Wei Yuan, on the other hand, while continuing to bomb the Shaman tribe building the canal, making Liulan furious yet helpless, was busy, and finally ushered in the official opening of the Dao Foundation Ceremony.

This ceremony had unprecedented effects.

(End of chapter)