CHAPTER 926: CHAPTER 128: THE MILLENNIUM PACT—SOARING DRAGON RIDES THE MISTS INTO THE WESTERN REGIONS

That surge of human Qi Fortune gathered desolately, flowing into the Nine Cauldrons. The Nine Cauldrons returned to the heavens and earth, yet within this realm, a portion headed towards the Ancient Red Dragon. The Ancient Red Dragon sang longingly into the sky, puzzled and uncertain, unaware of the circumstances.

He observed the mundane world for eight thousand years, knowing there were many spontaneous sacrifices among the populace.

Some were good, aiming to lead people toward kindness, but the vast majority twisted into selfish desires, including living sacrifices, and continuous rituals for the Dragon King’s wife, confusing the people.

Throughout history, countless lives were lost due to such sacrifices.

Eight hundred years ago, an old friend was once a Ranger, who saved people and then jokingly cursed him, saying:

"You are indeed a romantic dragon."

"Every year, you must marry a wife in different places."

The Ancient Red Dragon was indignant, yet unfortunately, even that once bold and unparalleled friend eventually fell into the Emperor’s imprisonment, sacrificing to various gods of heaven and earth, having to do many things.

The Ancient Red Dragon looked at Li Guanyi standing below. Li Guanyi pointed to the Qilin Army and said aloud: "To accomplish such feats, in my Jiangnan among all the people, in the Qilin Army, there are no gods seen."

"The rain has stopped, everyone should return home."

"Take back the sacrificed pastries, chickens, and ducks quickly, and share them with your family."

Li Guanyi distributed the things meant for the gods’ sacrifices to the people as spring farming gifts, benefiting the people, and seeing the rain stop, as spring planting time was precious, they all thanked him and left.

The Ancient Red Dragon watched this scene.

Breaking the spontaneously born and widely affected sacrifices among the people was difficult, but Li Guanyi used such means, leveraging the mystique of the Nine Cauldrons to halt the continuous spring rains, thereby breaking the god in the people’s hearts.

It was indeed a very clever method.

Today’s event was considered defiant and unconventional by Li Guanyi, yet this young Lord seemingly shot an arrow into the sky and truly stopped the rain. Whether it was a coincidence or real means, it left aristocrats and alchemists bewildered.

This news would spread throughout Jiangnan.

Wildly growing large and small ritual ceremonies among the populace should be stopped.

The Heavenly Strategy Mansion would use the saved sacrificial funds to reward the people’s spring farming.

Naturally, these matters would be handled by Wen Lingjun, Fang Ziqiao, and Yan Daiqing.

Li Guanyi removed his war robe, put away his armor, still in his usual attire, drank some hot tea to warm up, clenched his fist, feeling the Jiangnan Nine Cauldrons conveyed more powerful support.

He personally went to the place of the Nine Cauldrons.

His eyes held a warm Divine Charm glimmer, seeing inside the massive Nine Cauldron’s mouth, Qi Fortune breathing like a dragon, indeed more majestic and pure than before. The Mo School giant saw him and laughed: "Heard the Lord refuted ghosts and gods, a good strategy."

The Mo School never liked talk of ghosts and gods.

They trusted in heavenly ambition and frugality.

Yet did not love ghosts, sacrifices, say non-fate, reveal ghosts.

Punishing evil and promoting good is a good ghost, there is no such thing as fate.

The Mo School’s supposed heavenly ambition is closer to the rules Li Guanyi recognized; they also advocate a simple life, wishing to use silver coins and energy on humans, Universal Love and great unity, rather than on the void of ghosts and gods.

This is one of the greatest points of contention among the Mo School, Confucianism, and Taoism.

What Li Guanyi did today greatly comforted the giant’s heart.

The Mo School giant reached out and patted the broad and heavy sword beside him, praised: "Unfortunately, you are already the Marquis Qin Wu of the world, otherwise, my next-generation Sword Master of the Mo School giant sword would belong to none other than you."

Li Guanyi said: "If I wasn’t the Marquis Qin Wu, I would not be able to achieve such things."

The giant laughed lightly: "True."

He paused, asking: "Suddenly doing such a big thing."

"It’s somewhat urgent."

"Going to the Western Regions?"

Li Guanyi nodded slightly, the Mo School giant pondered, took out a dark token, reluctantly rubbed it in his palm for a while, then flicked his wrist, tossing the token to Li Guanyi, saying:

"What I did today, nothing more pleasant than this in my life, shame the sword cannot be given to you."

"This thing I give you."

"This is the Master Token."

Li Guanyi said: "Master Token?"

The first giant of the Mo School drank tea, smiled, and said: "The Mo School faction split into many branches, you should also know, besides our original Mo School, there are Ming Mo, and Heroic Mo advocating force."

"Heroic Mo gradually radicalized, and split into three veins."

"Some even degenerated into Martial World assassins and killers."

"Ming Mo also split into two veins."

"And lastly, the one vein that gathered all kinds of theories together."

"Mo School now has seven major branches, of which three are in various countries, the remaining branches all have their own branch giants, wandering all over the world, often performing chivalrous deeds, there should be many in the Western Regions."

"The Master Token in your hand can temporarily command Mo School disciples who are rangers outside, follow your orders. Guanyi, as you go to the Western Regions this time, unable to take too many people, my Mo School disciples all skilled in mechanical skills, also have martial arts, let them assist you."

Li Guanyi understood the weight of this token.

This was almost equivalent to the Mo School giant’s real power in the Mo School faction.

Li Guanyi understood how much this helped in the upcoming trip to the Western Regions, he silently held the token with both hands, solemnly bowed: "Thank you, giant."

The Mo School giant waved and said: "No need for this."