PGVCW 37

Playing God in Various Catastrophic Worlds

Chapter 37

The Rescue Heaven Sect Recruitment Drive

As the action squad on Blue Star carefully woke Martha, skillfully hooking her up to an intravenous nutritional drip and serving her liquid food, Xia Wang'an was up at the peak of Mount Kunlun in Cangming. While Martha listened in disbelief as the squad members recounted the "Salvation Project," trembling as she looked at the energy-abundant robots behind them, Xia Wang'an was eating eggs on a flying ship. While everyone carefully carried Martha out of the base on a stretcher—wrapped tightly, yet she still desperately pulled open her clothes, her eyes brimming with grateful tears as she excitedly gazed at the massive, tech-filled aircraft—Xia Wang'an was spectating at the Rescue Heaven Sect's recruitment site.

The talent protection plan on Blue Star was unfolding with great momentum, and the ancient world side was falling no short behind. The Rescue Heaven Sect's recruitment seemed to have few requirements: as long as the age was appropriate—above five and under eight—they just needed to test for spiritual roots. In reality, how could the Cangming world have any concept of spiritual roots? The so-called spiritual root testing was actually just recording these children's reactions so Xia Wang'an could bring the recordings back to Blue Star.

Furthermore, considering that the Cangming world's territory was too vast and its population too sparse, even these student candidates had to be hunted down place by place using the Cangming Action Squad's flying ships. This felt a bit like going down to the countryside. Unlike purely fighting or acting cool and running away as before, they had to interact with local powers, which still posed a slight test to the emotional intelligence and capabilities of these young people under twenty years old. When reading web novels or watching films and television, such plots of searching place by place and interacting with local factions one by one were always glossed over with a single stroke. But only civil servants who had worked at the grassroots level knew how difficult this truly was. Dealing with people was often the hardest part because humans were the most complex creatures in this world; a single person could have a hundred hidden schemes. If they ran into clever ones, the probability of these young people being tricked into leaking information was as high as ninety-nine percent. If they ran into foolish ones whose brains happened to be broken, and who used other forms of attack resulting in casualties among the operation personnel, the probability was as high as seventy percent.

What? You ask, "We are here to help them, why would they attack and harm us?" If this world were truly so reasonable, Blue Star would never have had a "Destruction Faction". If Blue Star didn't have only ten years left, headquarters would absolutely never choose to recruit disciples in the Cangming world to leave behind a spark; they would use safer methods that required more time to take it slow. But who told Blue Star that it only had ten years left? There was nothing better than having a genuine sect integrate into Cangming as a way to continuously harvest faith power.

Therefore, while the group of young action squad members under twenty were still happily and cheerfully preparing to act as "seniors" at the recruitment site, Blue Star's headquarters was practically worried sick over them! Hundreds of "local tyrants" big and small in Cangming, along with the thousands of people under their trusted relatives and subordinates, all had their own independent analysis charts. As the saying goes, to capture bandits, capture their king first; but for headquarters, stepping onto someone else's turf meant they couldn't just capture the king alone.

"Why does the data sheet for Withered Grass City even include the adoptive brother of the city lord's second aunt's eldest brother?"

Cai Cai leaned against Xia Wang'an, looking at the data in her hand as if she had returned to a school exam venue. Xia Wang'an glanced at it: "Look at the key points: because this person has a volatile, irritable temperament and is prone to impulsiveness, it requires us to exercise extra caution." "What needs noting is that this adoptive brother has a limp, so don't make any unnecessary expressions about his lame leg."

The Savior proved through practical action that a top student remains a top student in any aspect. Meanwhile, Qiu Zhuang—who was watching with great relish, dying to compile a gossip anthology while sharing discoveries like, "Look at this column on the city lord's guards, how did this whole family manage to have entanglements with everyone else?" and "Oh god, look at this page on Star City, it's pure substitute/fake-versus-real heiress and sugar-daddy literature"—also proved through practical action: A poor student might be bad at studying, but in other areas, they could possess immense talent.

Yuan Ning, while jotting down the contents of the data, felt a deep sense of respect toward the headquarters staff who analyzed all this: "Sometimes our meeting time with these people isn't even a few seconds, yet they can analyze so much."

Xia Wang'an, while eating snacks, shared what she knew: "I asked about it too. They said that from clothing, behavior, speech and movement, and even eye contact, a great deal of information can be deduced." Some relied on intelligence gathering, while others relied on expression and behavior analysis—just like how everyone previously analyzed Miao Xinghe. One must know that on Blue Star, due to mental pollution, psychology-related fields had developed rapidly. Every time someone entered school, graduated, started a job, or left a job, the state mandated psychological examinations. Perhaps many upper echelons in Cangming felt their control over their expressions and behaviors was quite decent. But facts proved that when the other party was cheating, no amount of control was of any use. When someone was recorded on video, and a group of people faced ultra-clear screens, studying frame-by-frame: "At the 0.98-second mark, their gaze flickered," or "What did it mean when they couldn't help glancing at XX at the 3.45-second mark?"—no matter how poker-faced or unreadable an upper echelon usually was, they became as transparent as a blank whiteboard.

The Strategy of the Immortal Sect

Many action squad members were still on the road, yet they already knew the personalities, preferences, strengths, and weaknesses of every management tier in the cities they were heading to like the back of their hand. Of course, headquarters hadn't only made these efforts. Prompting Xia Wang'an to have Martial King summon various city lords and sect masters to a meeting was also for this very day. Herbicide was meant to bind people through "benefits". The meeting was meant to showcase martial might and the formidable background behind them.

Those dense rows of neat robots, Yuan Ning and the others instinctively stepping back a step behind Xia Wang'an no matter what they were doing, and her arbitrary, unrestrained personality (this one was real)—all explicitly and implicitly hinted to these people: Xia Wang'an held a lofty, revered position within the Immortal Sect! In the future, she was destined to inherit the position of the Rescue Heaven Sect Master. Offend her, and you'd better wait for the elders to come beat you up after you bully the junior.

Vast though Cangming was, ever since experiencing the last meeting and obtaining the Rescue Heaven Sect's herbicide, the city lords of various cities cooperated to the absolute extreme with all of the sect's actions. Quite a few people sent subordinates to Kunlun, and sure enough, they discovered that atop those towering peaks, magnificent buildings had truly materialized at some unknown time. The subordinates didn't dare get close, only daring to stand beneath that long heavenly ladder and earnestly feel the demeanor of an immortal sect.

"The few senior immortals stated that the Rescue Heaven Sect is situated upon the Kunlun of the Greater Thousand Worlds; therefore, the immortal sect established in our Cangming is merely a branch sect."

During the meeting, Martial King had made this point clear, and the rest had all expressed understanding. When Martial King spoke of this, he glanced around at everyone: "However, although the immortal sect is merely a branch, the disciples accepted will be children of our Cangming, and in the future, they will also guard Cangming."

Although they now had the Rescue Heaven Sect's potion, Cangming was simply too vast and the population too sparse; even with all cities working together, it was impossible to completely clear out the mutated crops. But once Cangming had a cultivation sect in the future, it would be entirely different. Anyone could see that the Rescue Heaven Sect recruiting disciples in Cangming was intended to cultivate fresh blood for Cangming. To put it smaller, if a Cangming child became a cultivator, they would naturally help Cangming; if one's own child entered the immortal sect and helped their own family in the future, wouldn't that also be taken for granted?

It all hinged on Xia Wang'an. Although she had been taken in as a disciple by the Rescue Heaven Sect Master during her early childhood, the moment she stepped out of the sect, she headed straight for Gaojiacun, where her family members lived. Wasn't this a living, breathing example? For a moment, everyone wished they could fly home immediately, gathering all children of suitable age to participate in the spiritual root testing.

Seeing how eager they were, Martial King didn't forget to leisurely add a sentence: "Also, although Cangming only recruits young children, Immortal Elder Xia has also explicitly stated that it is not only young children who can cultivate." "Take those two from Mountain-Crossing City, for instance; they just sent word yesterday saying they have both successfully cultivated their Qi sense."

This statement carried far more weight than all previous words combined. For those in power, having a capable child mattered far less than being capable oneself. Regarding the fact that Mountain-Crossing City's old city lord and his wife had received instruction from Xia Wang'an, this rumor had long since spread among these people. They had also once "happened to run into" several other immortal elders, making subtle and flattering requests with a small notion of "we also want to try cultivating cultivation techniques."

The answer they received, however, was: "You'll have to ask Junior Sister Wang'an about that."

Of course they wanted to ask her. Yet this direct disciple of the sect master was either on a flying ship or up in towering, cloud-piercing trees, frequently making herself completely invisible. If they asked those immortal elders, they would only get unreliable answers like "She might have gone back to the sect," "Junior Sister Wang'an has always been unrestrained, we don't know where she is either," or "Perhaps she went out to play." This further corroborated that Xia Wang'an's status as a direct disciple of the sect master was not only high within the Rescue Heaven Sect, but her strength should also be top-tier—or rather, there was a high probability she carried life-saving immortal artifacts bestowed by her elders. Otherwise, she frequently went out alone without others being the least bit worried.

Since the path through Xia Wang'an was impassable, they had to put even more effort into the Rescue Heaven Sect's recruitment. If their own child got recruited and achieved academic success in the future, wouldn't they have to give back to the family in some way? Even if it wasn't their own child, as long as they were within their own city—no, within a ten-mile radius of their city—they could all be considered their own people, right? The Rescue Heaven Sect's recruitment must be fully cooperated with! This was not just the Rescue Heaven Sect's business; it was intimately tied to their own future!

Such winding, serpentine thoughts—with intestines twisting through eighteen mountain bends—were naturally unknown to the city lords and sect masters. What they thought at this moment was precisely what the experts on Blue Star guided them to think.

The Screening Process and Luo City

The action squad members were not too clear on the inner details; to them, memorizing the data sheets of various figures was just a bit troublesome. But the recruitment overall went smoothly; the authorities of each city were extremely cooperative, and for villages located far away, they even sent people to bring age-appropriate children and their families into the city to participate in the recruitment. All they needed to do was use the pretext of testing spiritual roots to have these children stay in various courtyards for three days. Those three days were recording time. Then Xia Wang'an would bring the recordings back to Blue Star, where a group of experts in psychology-related fields gathered together to analyze the footage frame by frame.

In Xia Wang'an's eyes, all these children looked identical. The only difference was that some cried easily and were a bit noisy. Others didn't cry easily and were a bit annoying. But in the eyes of the experts, a great deal could be discerned: "This child is a bit too domineering; won't do." "This child is not bad; quite resilient at such a young age." "This child has leadership qualities; with a little guidance, they should develop well."

Sticking to the range of above five and under eight years old also had its reasons. Five years old was roughly the age where personality began to show, while anything above eight meant they were gradually becoming independent and harder to cultivate according to plan. Had they not wanted to nurture them personally, they wouldn't have restricted the criteria solely to children. Adults indeed had more perseverance and were easier to enter the path of cultivation compared to children, but they were also far more uncontrollable. Blue Star was destined not to leave too many people in the Cangming world; if adults were chosen, there was a high possibility that situations like "power seizure" could occur. They established the Rescue Heaven Sect in Cangming to harvest endless faith power, and the foundational source of that faith power naturally depended on whether the "Rescue Heaven Sect disciples" truly subdued demons, upheld righteousness, and protected the common people.

The first batch of disciples would exist as "senior brothers and senior sisters," so setting a good precedent was even more crucial. They could be mischievous or gluttonous, but deep down, they absolutely had to lean toward "kindness". Not only the children's recordings had to be watched, but the parents' recordings as well; in most cases, a child's personality had a massive correlation with their parents. The experts not only had to pick out those with "benevolent bones," but also select a leader among the many children.

Blue Star people couldn't stay long in the Cangming world; although they were about to head to the next world, they couldn't abandon this world either. Just the natural environment of the Cangming world—now altered to be exceptionally suitable for plant growth—along with massive water resources, made the people of Blue Star reluctant to let go. Were it not for the fact that Blue Star people couldn't stay long in Cangming, the current plan would probably be an "immigration plan". Yet inability to stay long didn't mean they couldn't do a few other things through the Cangming world. For instance, owning a massive expanse of wasteland, planting crops, and harvesting all of it back to Blue Star when harvest time arrived. To the people of the Cangming world, food was the most useless thing, so doing this wouldn't affect Cangming in the least.

Right now, Yuan Ning was handling this very matter. The constitution of Blue Star people—incapable of long-term stays—also predetermined that they could only operate this way as guests. The Cangming branch sect still required a native Cangming leader to helm it.

Xia Wang'an: "I know, the leader needs to be able to fight."

Evidently, she had a strong awareness of what a leader should be. An expert first affirmed her words: "Wang'an is right, being able to fight is very important; if you can't fight, how can you command obedience?" Having affirmed the Savior, she then softly added: "However, whether someone can fight can only be known after cultivation; right now we are mainly looking at character, disposition, and the like." People always said young children didn't know better, but in reality, a child's temperament could already be seen quite clearly by such an age. "Once the people are selected, Wang'an, you will need to go play a role."

Xia Wang'an agreed without hesitation: "No problem." Acting, after all, was a breeze.

The Herbicide Craze in Luo City

Over in Luo City, Cangming: "The three-day limit is almost up, wonder how it's going inside." "Gods bless, let my child get selected." "Old Zheng, isn't your child inside? Where did you run off to instead of waiting outside?"

An old man who had come over looking radiant and beaming was grabbed, prompting him to immediately stop in his tracks and show off the bamboo tube in his hand: "I went to the eastern market, didn't you know? The immortal elders brought a lot of herbicide and are selling it right now; it only costs one shi of grain to exchange for a bamboo tube of herbicide." "The immortal elders said that if you pour this bamboo tube of herbicide into a large wooden barrel and fill it with water, it can last for a long time. What's it called again? Ah! I remember! Diluted!"

As soon as these words came out, the parents around who were still anxiously waiting were shocked. "Herbicide?! Is that the kind of herbicide the city lord's mansion uses to clear outside?!" "Isn't that something only big shots can afford to use? How can it only cost one shi?" "Old Zheng, are you being scammed?!"

The old man got displeased upon hearing this: "Why would they scam me? Just for that one shi of grain? These days, what is one shi of grain worth anyway??" "When I went to buy it, the flying ship was still hovering above; when the person behind me bought some, the herbicide ran out, and an immortal elder flew right up and brought a bunch more down." As he spoke, he cautiously opened the bamboo tube lid, letting everyone look at the greenish-jade liquid inside: "The immortal elders said that selling herbicide is also to ensure the common people travel more safely in the future, so they only charge one shi of grain."

Everyone suddenly understood. Right, what was one shi of grain worth? Even the poorest families couldn't fail to scrape together one shi of grain; as long as they had hands and feet and were willing to find some stray crops, they could easily get a huge pile of grain. The Rescue Heaven Sect truly was an immortal sect, actually trading herbicide to them for such a low amount of grain. "Gods bless!" "Terrific! With these, I won't be afraid of going into the mountains anymore!" "Sprinkle a circle around the house, and I can sleep soundly at night too."

In an instant, over half of the onlookers and parents waiting for their children scattered, afraid they would be late and the herbicide would be sold out. Another portion of parents wanted to buy herbicide yet also wanted to wait for their child's spiritual root test results—hesitating, alternately wanting to leave and wanting to stay, quite conflicted. Those with large families didn't have so many scruples; leaving one person to wait for the results, everyone else ran off to scramble to purchase herbicide. For a time, outside the courtyard packed to the brim with people earlier, only a small fraction of parents remained waiting.

Among them, a woman covered in patches and tattered rags, possessing the full demeanor of a Wheat-Eradicating Sect disciple, hesitated for a moment, limped a step toward the east, and then gritted her teeth and turned back. She walked too slowly; if the herbicide weren't enough for everyone to buy, by the time she walked over, it would probably already be sold out. If there was enough, she could just buy it slowly after her child came out.

The other parents didn't know what she was thinking; seeing her choose to wait, acquaintances started conversing in low whispers: "Is her little Feng inside too?" "Xiaofeng just turned eight, she qualifies." "Sigh, life isn't easy for the two of them; if Xiaofeng gets selected, these mother and daughter days will finally get better."

Luo City was a major city, yet many people knew this woman's situation. She was originally from a surrounding village; rumor had it she had even studied books. Five years ago, when the grain tide wiped out her village, she escaped with her daughter, but broke a leg in the process, leaving behind a chronic ailment. Every time she walked it hurt terribly; having no alternative, she became a beggar, begging while limping with her child, or picking up stray wheat ears around the city gates to eat.

The reason this mother-daughter pair was known by many in the city was because they had actually survived. One must know that crops also bullied the weak and feared the strong; compared to attacking people inside houses, they were far more likely to attack lone individuals living outside. And compared to attacking adults, they were even more prone to attacking young children. A cripple with a child had survived for a full five years; although life clearly hadn't been good, for many people, this alone was already a miracle.

The children inside the courtyard knew nothing of what was happening outside; among them, the younger ones had already been placated by various snacks, crying only at night out of a desire to go home, while the rest remained bewildered. The older ones were barely seven or eight, but knowing these three days determined whether they could cultivate immortals, they began to show faint signs of anxiety. Xiaofeng was sitting quietly in the corner. Lively children came over to drag her to play, but she only shook her head: "I want to try the Qi sense the immortal elders talked about."

This group of children living in the courtyard didn't just eat and drink; they attended morning classes in the morning and evening classes at night. The immortal elders even recited a mental cultivation formula that made people want to sleep as soon as they heard it, saying that silently repeating it in one's heart continuously might allow one to cultivate Qi sense. There was also a promise: "If you can cultivate Qi sense, you can be directly accepted as a disciple by the Immortal Sect."

At first, many children practiced with high enthusiasm. But it was too boring. More and more people gave up, and by now, those who could still persist were few and far between. Xiaofeng hadn't given up. The most important point she learned growing up following her mother was that no matter what, one must push oneself to the absolute limit until the very end.

—Clang! The bell rang. This signaled the end of the three-day period. Xiaofeng lowered her hands with slight disappointment, steadying herself against the wall as she stood up. Right until the very last moment, she still hadn't cultivated Qi sense. But it was just disappointment; Xiaofeng had made all the efforts she possibly could. If it worked, naturally that was wonderful; if it didn't, she could still have a clear conscience.

The Disciple Selection and Ceremony

She stood together with a group of children, guided forward. The cluster of little beans tried their best to stand straight, lifting their heads to look at the immortal elders who, to them, looked like clouds atop a mountain peak. Every single one of them was dressed so impeccably; whether sitting or standing, they possessed an air completely different from other adults. Even the posture of raising their hands carried such grace.

Cai Cai, who had practiced raising her hand for days: "The spiritual roots have been tested. Now I will start reading out the names of those with spiritual roots. Step out when you hear your name." "Wu Erniu." "Zhang Yaoliang." "Luo Henliang."

Name after name was called out, and little beans stepped forward, some excited and happy, others scared and bewildered. The younger remaining children weren't too anxious, but the older, sensible ones all began to grow nervous. Xiaofeng had originally been telling herself in her heart, "Don't be nervous, don't worry," but after all, she was still only an eight-year-old child. How could she not be nervous facing an opportunity that might change her entire life?

Name after name was called. Yet her turn never came. Up above, the green-haired immortal elder finished reading the name list in her hand. Before Xiaofeng could feel disappointed, she saw the immortal elder who had remained seated slowly stand up. The moment she moved, all the children grew nervous along with her. Children were far better at reading expressions than adults; even if they had only stayed in this courtyard for three days, they could tell that the immortal elder with the finest clothes and most ethereal posture held the highest status among all the immortals. The City Lord adult, who was a big figure in their eyes, practically wished he could bend his waist all the way to the ground in front of this immortal elder.

While all the other immortal elders stood, only she sat slantwise in her chair with a domineering, unrestrained posture. Now that she moved, those formidable immortal elders all retreated one after another, including the City Lord, who cautiously avoided stepping aside. Xiaofeng heard the City Lord use a fawning voice to say: "Immortal Elder Xia, if you have any needs, just command me." "Not necessary, I'll go myself."

"Immortal Elder Xia's" voice was also exceptionally pleasant, matching her appearance, and in her tone, there was that familiar unrestrained flair. She walked down step by step, her immortal robes drifting, truly looking like an immortal fairy descending from the heavens—though Xiaofeng had never seen a fairy before. She walked past the children in the front step by step, then past the middle ones, all the way to the back. Under Xiaofeng's breath-holding, nervous gaze, she stopped right beside her.

"What is your name?"

Xiaofeng forced out a breath, steadying her state of mind. Yet unable to control the slight tremor in her voice, she answered: "Ruo Feng."

That fair, slender, beautiful hand gently took hold of hers. That pleasant voice said: "You possess a Heavenly Spiritual Root."

Gasping sounds echoed from the surroundings. All of them came from the big figures Xiaofeng had once looked up to. They had already been educated by the Rescue Heaven Sect disciples on the types and grades of spiritual roots; a Heavenly Spiritual Root was clearly the most top-tier category. Everyone was shocked yet filled with joy, wearing expressions of wanting to rush forward and ask what was happening, yet not daring to do so. Xiaofeng, however, didn't have time to care what they were thinking; she only heard Xia Wang'an announce: "From this day forth, Ruo Feng is my disciple."

Xiaofeng froze. Everyone else around froze as well. In the midst of people's shock, Xia Wang'an pulled Ruo Feng forward. Her small hand—blackened and weathered from long-term sun exposure, bearing frostbite cracks—instinctively wanted to pull back in slight nervousness, but was gently clasped by those soft, slender fingers. Xiaofeng couldn't help lifting her head, only to see the immortal elder with a fairy-like appearance smiling slightly at her: "Don't be afraid, come with me."

Xiaofeng blankly and obediently followed her all the way up the steps, sitting down on the seat above. Xia Wang'an held her hand and announced to the crowd below: "She will enter my Sect Master lineage, becoming the future Sect Master of the Rescue Heaven Sect's branch sect." "And there is one most important point." "This child preferably had a difficult past life, yet managed to maintain a relatively good temperament."

When someone was living in terrible conditions, suddenly gaining the favor of the Rescue Heaven Sect to become part of the Sect Master lineage, even the native residents of Cangming would instantly lean toward the Rescue Heaven Sect. Especially since the Analysis Department always believed in doing things to the highest standard. "Ruo Feng's mother has already been diagnosed; her leg pain can be resolved through surgery, and here is a list of top-tier medical students under twenty." "With medical equipment assistance, it's just a minor surgery; they can handle it." "Once the surgery is complete, Ruo Feng's mother can settle down at the foot of the Rescue Heaven Sect's Cangming branch mountain. She has no other relatives left, and we will win her over very quickly."

Compared to having no relatives in Cangming, and the Rescue Heaven Sect where her only daughter's future was secure as sect master, Ruo Feng's mother's stance was very easy to settle. Most importantly, Xia Wang'an liked Ruo Feng; she felt they hit it off. Though anyone could tell she liked Ruo Feng's tenacious drive. "The teaching curriculum is already fully prepared." "The entire volume on temperament guidance has been inputted into the robots." "Growth testing still needs some time to refine, but the pre-age-ten modules can be brought onto the agenda."

Ruo Feng's growth path was destined not to be too easy. Yet she didn't fear it; she was almost joyfully prepared to welcome all of it. The Rescue Heaven Sect didn't rush through the process just because she was young and had only a single relative. Under the watchful eyes of the entire city, the Rescue Heaven Sect held a tedious yet exceedingly handsome and gorgeous master-adopting banquet.

Amidst a sky full of harmless flower petals, Ruo Feng walked step by step up the high platform. She stood beside her Master, who personally fastened the jade token representing the identity of a Rescue Heaven Sect disciple around her waist. After putting the jade token on her little disciple, Xia Wang'an felt a strong sense of self-awareness that "I am already an elder now". She was quite happy and waved her hand dashingly.

—Bang! —Bang bang!!

Gorgeous, intricate fireworks exploded across the edge of the sky; even though the sky wasn't completely dark yet, they still startled the crowd into continuous gasps of admiration: "As expected of immortal means." "Is this the legendary fireworks?" "Too gorgeous!! I'm afraid even the Immortal Realm is no better than this!!!"

Flying ships circled Luo City, seeming to celebrate that the Sect Master lineage now had a new disciple. Naturally, no one knew that Yuan Ning was up there frantically setting off special effect fireworks. All the commoners of Luo City, Grandpa Gao and others specifically brought over from Gaojiacun, and big figures who rushed over from other cities to observe the ceremony, all became witnesses to this grand master-apprentice banquet.

"Scared?"

Xia Wang'an felt she should show some concern for her little disciple. She was fully prepared: if Ruo Feng answered that she was scared, she would take her out to slaughter some mutated crops for a few days to toughen her up.

Ruo Feng felt the warm temperature transmitted from the palm holding hers, and looked at her mother in the distance, whose eyes were brimming with grateful, joyful tears as she gazed at her. She smiled: "Master, I'm not scared." Xia Wang'an nodded: "Good, just like me."

Flower petals drifted down across the sky. Flying ships orbited, and atop the high platform, the immortal-robed woman held the young child's hand, their waists adorned with identical jade tokens. An artist sat in a corner of the street, painting this scene. In the future, Ruo Feng would become the bridge connecting Cangming and Blue Star, truly becoming the Rescue Heaven Sect Master who would save the world.

[Ding! Host's Faith Power has reached: 2 million!]

[Congratulations, Host!]

007 was immersed in the joy of becoming a "senior martial uncle," but it didn't forget current affairs:

[About to head to the new world, has the Host decided which world to go to?]

[Decided.]

Before Xia Wang'an was a star map only she could see; she chose a shining star.

[This time, let's play a big one!]

[A magical world, with plenty of people.]