Chapter 327 - 131: The Distinction Between New and Old Humanity
The Sword Fairy understood in an instant.
The new and old humanity spoken of by the Saint doesn't refer to those with Spiritual Roots and those without.
But rather...
Ancient beings, current beings.
The Saint's intention is clear.
He fears the collapse of his Dynasty after his death, and even more so, the collapse of the entire Human Path!
Those hidden monstrous creatures and ancient figures are emerging, vying for dominance in this era.
Those dead people don't realize they are already dead, still dreaming of ruling the world!
For instance, those ancient figures attending the Xinyi Auction, each restless in their tombs.
Not content with their roles as the subsidiary boss of their tombs, they ambitiously wander about!
No matter whose hands this era falls into, in the Saint's eyes, it might not be a bad outcome.
For now.
The Saint takes simple yet effective action.
Countless seeds of hope have been planted by him, hoping to bloom like flowers all over the Capital City.
At this moment.
The Sword Fairy was bewildered: They've entered the dungeon, why wasn't I included? I want to enter the dungeon too!
Is it because our little blacksmith is too weak?
Only able to watch the storyline unfold, unable to partake personally.
Otherwise, entering the ancient Saint's era dungeon, prying at their stone pavements, plucking their grave grass is simply splendid.
Just the thought of it is thrilling!
What a pity.
This isn't a combat-style game, it's simulation management!
We are merely weapons, spectators, watching the unfolding story of the era.
The vast changes in the world, we blacksmiths of non-combat professions, are just responsible for forging and idling.
Crafting a few weapons for the big shots, assisting them slightly in changing the fate of the world.
Nine-State Cinema's top spot for enjoying dramas and eating melons!
Moreover, this particular being is indeed somewhat domineering.
A bit ruthless!
The tomb-raiding actions are also quite skillful!
The Sword Immortal grumbled inwardly: Perhaps back when establishing the Dynasty, military funds were tight, so they bombed tombs, looted treasures, to furnish military resources.
Now, this particular figure is not only suppressing ancient Saints.
They are also releasing wave after wave of people to dig up the individual graves of former Saints!
Stealing, rummaging through, digging their grave grass...
Too ruthless!
Jian Xin and others are already the seventy-third batch.
Who knows what the inside has been dug into now!
Of course, it's more likely that...the anti-tomb-raiding measures inside are highly sophisticated, only daring to steal, once their identity is exposed, it's probably a path of no return!
But.
You dig the Emperor's Tombs of other old Saints, won't someone eventually come here to the Painted Wall, to dig your Emperor's Tomb after you die?
The more she thought about it, the more nervous she became, unable to resist asking:
"Emperor, is the current [Between the Scales], constructed by yourself, built as your own Emperor's Mausoleum by gathering skilled artisans?"
After speaking these words, she hurriedly covered her mouth, had she had one.
Sob sob sob!
Why am I so thoughtless with my words?
Why do I have to say something inappropriate at such a crucial moment!
Me saying that essentially implies: When will your tomb be finished, when will you lie down in it, we can't wait any longer!
Done for, done for.
I'm dead.
We didn't intend to dig your tomb.
How can your tomb be excavated like those of past Saints?
The Saint smiled faintly, looking at her:
"Little girl, the combat Cultivators have their missions, you non-combat Professionals naturally have yours."
"Emperor, we already have the determination to establish Sun and Moon!"
The Sword Fairy immediately affirmed with utmost sincerity: "We Xirong Divine Craftsmen are born to build Sun and Moon, we came into this world bearing this mission."
"Other than forging Sun and Moon, we know nothing else."
She rambled incoherently, babbling praise.
Talking a lot doesn't equate to good eloquence, if Su Yuniang were here, the flattery would flow naturally.
"Alright."
The Saint chuckled softly and said: "You're the first team to set up a project, go, recruit people into your team, whatever materials, technology, manpower you need, just report it."
He would not be angered,
After all, his old armies consisted of even more quirky, lively, introverted and peculiar people.
If he hadn't the tolerance for people, he wouldn't have come this far, overthrowing the old Dynasty's rule.
On the contrary.
He gazed at the bubbling vivacity and lively frolic before him, this surge of youthful energy made him lament even more about his own aging, the era belonging to the young had already arrived.
The Saint waved his hand: "Go on."
"Thank you, Emperor." The Sword Fairy, frightened and trembling, rolled and flew out of the palace.
"I am old."
The Saint turned, gazing at the figures surging in the mural, seeing the tiny cities like grains of rice within the mural.
With a swoosh.
A white figure tumbled out, walking out of the mural, carrying an immensely oppressive presence.
"Still can't find that thing, the last monarch took it to the tomb, hiding it in the deepest part." She sighed lightly.
Very few knew.
The last Emperor of the previous Dynasty, upon losing, flipped the table directly, taking a crucial core of the [Chronicles of Time] with him, greatly increasing the difficulty of suppressing the old Saints.
Otherwise, the present Saint wouldn't have had to expend such an enormous amount of Heart Power to suppress the [Chronicles of Time], staying in the Capital City permanently, unable to leave.
This was supposed to be the most splendid era.
This generation's Saint, possessing power never seen before in any Dynasties throughout history.
A single person capable of sweeping an entire era clean.
He was originally to personally visit every forbidden tomb, within the Ancient Secret Realm, eliminating all old hidden threats, achieving unprecedented achievements.
Creating a truly living persons' era.
No old tombs should exist.
All historical tombs are a legacy of history.
You die and build yourself a tomb, he dies and buries himself...
What to do when the numbers increase?
These tombs accumulate over the years, they need a thorough sweep.
Sadly...
The last Emperor of the previous Dynasty was severely biased against new humans, he utterly despised those base Mortals.
Trapping the current Saint in place, unable to move away.
The paths of historical changes are often decided by the whims of a fool.
However.
What defines new and old humanity?
That fool never truly understood, there was no fundamental difference between them, it was meant to be an internal racial struggle among humans.
The real new and old humanity, are ancient dead persons and the current living...
That's the true life and death enemy.
Yet that fool ultimately committed a foolish act that doomed all humanity.
If that muddle-headed Emperor had a bit of sense back then, he wouldn't have caused the world to become a chaotic era, overthrown by the masses.
The white-robed woman spoke softly, "When you think there's no way forward, it's because you haven't resorted to all means."
She turned and left, exhaling a breath:
"I must return, to guard Xinyi, never stepping into the world, after you depart, who knows if we can hold onto it..."
"The worst outcome, all former Saints re-emerge, the Sun and Moon in the sky hang like a canopy of stars, the entire world under the irradiation of evil moons and demon suns, leaving no living person."
Sigh.
A long sigh was heard.
After centuries, that man's gentle voice still echoed through the palace, reverberating within the historical mural.
"I am not without options, this is but a doomed path."
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Outside the palace.
An old Eunuch halted the Sword Fairy flying about, "Your Excellency, please adhere to some palace etiquette, flying is not permitted here."
The Sword Fairy nodded, realizing her impoliteness, she apologized sincerely:
"Apologies, my humanoid steed Jian Xin has left, if I cannot ride people out, I have no choice but to move like this, perhaps I should install two legs."
The old Eunuch was also taken aback.
It was evidently the first time encountering such a situation, a sword entering the Imperial Palace to pay respects to the Holy Emperor.
The old Eunuch gently suggested, "I recommend Your Excellency visit the Divine Craftsmen team in the adjacent hall, have someone improve your sheath by adding retractable legs, quite useful in non-flying circumstances."
The Sword Fairy felt this suggestion exemplified how indeed this esteemed figure managed the Imperial Palace, providing an excellent solution promptly.
The old Eunuch continued, "Moreover, you can take the opportunity to call on some willing craftsmen to join your project, entering the team you lead."
With that, he handed over an officially certified governmental Token.
It read [Military Equipment Bureau—Xi Rong].