Chapter 785 - 227: Yin Yang Tribulation, Epic Beginnings

Chapter 785: Chapter 227: Yin Yang Tribulation, Epic Beginnings

October’s golden autumn, Nuannuan Xue fills the sky, snow-white covering the golden sea of wheat.

The people cheer with joy.

The old man’s furrowed brow relaxes;

Families who were prepared to sell their children to survive the winter now hold their innocent little ones and wail with joy, shedding tears of relief for not having to be parted from their flesh and blood;

Men who were struggling with long journeys, contemplating abandoning dignity and conscience for illicit ways to earn a living, suddenly found more choices upon seeing the bountiful wheat fields and receiving long-awaited letters from home, suddenly... they yearned to return home.

A White-clothed Knight, with a Conical Hat pressed down and bearing a Seventh Grade Long Blade, walked through the countryside, through small paths.

He had walked a long, long way, finally seeing the "emotions" on this land change.

He heard of some influential gentry plotting to "take all this grain and hoard it," but local high-level forces were exerting pressure, which deterred the "small fry" down below, making them hesitant.

Of course, this pressure came from Li Yuan’s "oppression."

In nearly a decade, not only did he promote Nuannuan Xue, but he also spread a message through his network: No seizure of the people’s grain, or it will be punished.

After several "hundredfold, thousandfold punishments" and examples set by killing the chicken to scare the monkey, this system, oppressive to the elites, was implemented.

The Empress Dowager supported him.

The Lotus Sect supported him.

Lady Yama supported him.

Divine Wood Hall Master Gu Xuejian led major forces to support him.

Even those who didn’t support dared not oppose.

Moreover, Nuannuan Xue seemed beneficial to everyone, so... no one would refuse.

No one had ever united so many forces to undertake something solely for the populace.

And the key was, no one knew Li Yuan at all.

At most, only those at the very top could vaguely sense an invisible hand behind this strange tacit understanding.

Li Yuan continued to walk for a long time, observing the changes in the Human World, helping farmers harvest wheat, and assisting the Government in capturing mountain bandits, none of whose blood stained his blade was innocent.

He finally smiled, feeling a genuine joy from the heart.

Suddenly, he understood a truth, that his path was not "stealing from the rich to aid the poor," nor "slaying evil bandits," not even "for the nation and the people," but rather, "revitalizing a clan."

This clan included not only Martial Artists but also civilians and various orders.

Dynasties may change, but the welfare of the people is paramount.

What comes first for the people?

Food is the people’s priority.

Li Yuan removed his white clothing and donned a gray outfit.

White clothes easily attract dirt, while gray clothes do not.

He felt the changes in those Ancestral Talismans within him, continuing to help with harvesting wheat in the Human World, quietly resolving some unfair and sinister matters he could see.

Now, there were eighteen thousand Ancestral Talismans within him.

He went to Wendao Palace each year to harvest, naturally accumulating more and more. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

These Ancestral Talismans were initially chaotic and disordered.

But under the influence of his current Light Heart, these Ancestral Talismans were transforming.

Ancestral Talismans are a gathering of thoughts, but since they came from others, even though Li Yuan swallowed them, he had not truly digested them.

Now... they were being digested.

Just like in Divine Wood Hall, among the "Life and Death," "Evergreen," and "Willow," only "Life and Death" could enter the Third Grade;

And like in the Holy Fire Palace, among the "Earth Fire Travel," "Demon Fire Surrounding the Heart," and "Celestial Fire Burning Forest" techniques, only those who practiced the "Earth Fire Travel Technique" could wield the Earth Fire Sword and enter the Third Grade;

Among Li Yuan’s paths of "Overlord Blade," "Absolute Blade," and "Demon Blade," finally one path began to transform, which is: Overlord Blade.

The Knight travels ten thousand miles, not for fame or profit, just so the world can be bright.

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A whole autumn passed.

The December Xiao Xue fell again.

A new year was approaching fast.

Xie Yu not only broke through to the Fifth Grade but also solidly consolidated her Realm.

The abundant energy and blood provided by the Third Grade Meat Field allowed her to practice without hindrance.

Afterward, she needed to go out for training to quickly cultivate Source Blood.

In the evening, as she rose from under the apricot tree, she saw the returning Li Yuan.

The former white-clothed Swordsman had become a gray-clothed Swordsman.

The gray-clothed Swordsman was smiling.

Xie Yu also smiled along, then asked, "You seem very happy today, what’s the good news?"

Li Yuan gripped his blade again and said, "My heart is no longer in turmoil."

"No longer in turmoil?" Xie Yu was a bit surprised.

All these years, her ears had developed calluses from hearing her man talk about "heart in turmoil," and now that it suddenly came to an end, it felt quite miraculous.

Without any visible action from Li Yuan, he suddenly let go of the blade handle, and yet the Long Blade unsheathed itself, hovering and floating around him in a circle.

This was a Seventh Grade Blade, not a connection between a person and a Spiritual Artifact.

Only the Domain Power unique to Fourth Grade could support this blade’s rotation.

"You’ve returned to Fourth Grade again!" Xie Yu showed a look of joy.

Li Yuan smiled and nodded.

Although he nodded, he still wasn’t sure himself.

The eighteen thousand Ancestral Talismans within him had achieved unity; his status panel showed he had reached the "Fourth Grade Ancestor Realm," indicating he truly entered Fourth Grade, though he didn’t yet understand the reason.

Moreover... although he stepped in, he still needed time to consolidate.

Xie Yu also relaxed her face, her eyes smiling into crescents.

However, she didn’t dare to ask more because she remembered the figure of the Hundred-foot Golden Giant that appeared behind her man, whose power, even if he broke through to Fourth Grade, might still have some disparity.