Chapter 989: So-called Welfare

Little Wei Yuan calculated the time, read the official document once more, then personally wrote a recommendation, published the document, and set the time for the temporary Dao Foundation Ceremony.

In less than an hour, new notices were posted on the bulletin boards of all major cities in Qingming. There were many onlookers, the vast majority reading silently and then talking to each other, exchanging views. Anyone with a suitable cultivator in their family hurried home to bring the news back. This was a path that led directly to the Dharma Form realm; if one succeeded, they could even hold their own against a Dao Foundation ancestor.

Several out-of-town merchants stood not far away, watching the surging crowd under the bulletin board. An elderly merchant said to the young people beside him, "Qingming is different from other places in one aspect. Have you discovered what it is?"

The young people were all confused and guessed several things, but none were correct.

The elderly merchant said, "Didn't you see? Under the bulletin board here, there are no people reading the notices aloud."

The young people then realized it was true.

In the other nine countries, there were usually people reading the notices under the bulletin boards; usually, they were scholars who had nothing to do and would read the notices to the public. When there were major events, the government would also send special personnel to read the notices.

But in Qingming, there were no such people, and even for an event as important as the temporary Dao Foundation Ceremony, there was no one specifically assigned to read the notices. People would just glance at them hurriedly and then leave just as hurriedly.

One young man reacted the fastest and thought deeper, saying in shock, "In Qingming, could it be that everyone is literate?!"

The merchant sighed, "Even if not everyone is literate, the majority of people can read."

"This... is Qingming prosperous to this extent?" The young people were all tongue-tied. They hadn't been here long; they had originally heard that everyone in Qingming had meat to eat and already felt it was incredible, but they hadn't expected that it had now reached the point where everyone could recognize characters!

The merchant narrowed his eyes slightly and then left with the young people.

Under the bulletin board in Yong'an City, Xiaoyu stood in the distance and read the new notice, especially Little Wei Yuan's eye-catching recommendation, and frowned, "Why didn't he sign his own name?"

Beside her, Star Lord Shaoyang said, "He clearly is in urgent need of human luck, yet he still only takes the portion he deserves. I really don't know whether to call him noble in character or pedantic and ignorant."

Xiaoyu said, "I specifically didn't sign it; he should be able to understand. That's not right, that guy is usually thick-skinned and shameless, his face comparable to an immortal artifact, how could he be so polite? Besides, for such a major event, is this the time to worry about face?"

Star Lord Shaoyang was also somewhat puzzled, but suddenly an idea surfaced. He was lost in thought, and Xiaoyu sensed it simultaneously.

Is there a possibility that the human luck of Dao Foundation cultivators is not that important in Little Wei Yuan's eyes?

Qingming was extremely efficient; two hours later, the news had spread throughout all of Qingming, and naturally, it also reached the trading firms stationed in Qingming by the major clans. The Xu, Bao, Zhao Li, and Cui clans all had at least one specialized spirit-treasure-level transmission artifact placed, capable of instantly sending messages to their distant main families. However, the messages that could be transmitted were counted by the character, with a capacity of only twenty or thirty characters.

The Bao clan had specifically installed an immortal artifact in Bao Yun's Ding'an City, which required two relays in the middle to send the message to the distant Bao clan.

Half a day after Little Wei Yuan decided to publish the notice, the distant Xu and Bao clans became bustling, with many young disciples clutching their luggage and sprinting toward specialized high-speed flying boats.

Many who couldn't make it in time were simply carried by their elders. The two major clans were wealthy and generous, not only preparing the fastest immortal-level flying boats but also having them specifically piloted by multiple Master Yu Jing Elders in relay, so that they could arrive in Qingming in time.

Thus, Little Wei Yuan began to harvest human luck one after another, but this trickle was far from meeting his needs, even if it was mixed with some high-rank human luck.

The number of cultivators was still too small, and without reaching high-rank, their effect was not obvious. And the human luck of mortals was as vast as the sea, endless.

As the accumulation of human luck grew, Little Wei Yuan felt as if he were carrying a great mountain while walking slowly; with every movement, he seemed to be stirring some invisible sea, with ripples spreading far and wide, and he didn't know what he had influenced.

Little Wei Yuan had new insights every day and gradually discovered that although human luck was the most basic and also the most useless, when the quantity reached a certain level, it seemed to have other changes. It seemed there was a great secret within human luck, and the Zhao Li Immortal also had the saying that mortal luck needed to exceed one hundred million. ===== CHAPTER 990 =====