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Ning Zheng turned his head and glanced at Jiucai Rong.

Jiucai Rong scratched his head awkwardly, "Hehe, this is also the optimal solution we derived after multiple analyses."

Do they not know their own character and conduct?

Born rebels, one and all!

In their view, the Embers Adventurer Team over there will eventually have a civil war.

After all, fairness and equality for everyone—this is already seen in the Divine Statue Era.

More than four hundred blacksmiths, everyone expressing their opinions equally—it's definitely not feasible.

They'll eventually start fighting, battling, seizing power!

And based on their analysis, the sooner this internal conflict erupts, the better; if it explodes when they become strong, the damage will be even greater.

Moreover, an earlier eruption would lead to quicker unification, concentrating power for better development.

Therefore, they deliberately didn't inform the other party about the time discrepancy, aiming to lead them into losing confidence and triggering internal conflict.

Ning Zheng glanced at them, "You all are quite adept at tormenting yourselves."

"Flatter, flatter."

Jiucai Rong blushed upon hearing the praise, scratching his head, "We are themselves—how could we not know their weaknesses? Know how to handle them?"

"Sharpen them a bit! Befall them with hardship, and they'll become talents, becoming Supreme Divine Soldiers with greater future potential."

Jiucai Rong remained calm.

After all, the hardship isn't ours, is it?

I can already imagine, hahaha, how desperate and helpless they must be!

We just want to sever their sense of dependence; without anyone supporting them, they can only grit their teeth and rely on themselves, turning into the Ten-Mile Slope Sword God, huddling up to scrabble and intensely cultivating, reaching full level!

According to their prediction, as long as they embrace intense competition, become Ghost Kings, and endure bitter cultivation for hundreds of years, they ought to reach the Self-Transformation Realm.

What?

Is this painful?

It seems quite painful; even after doing problems throughout a summer vacation, I felt so distressing—imagine they tackle problems and repetitively fight monsters for hundreds of years, the thought alone is terrifying.

But still, the same saying: endure hardship upon oneself, this is called the hope of achieving greatness!

Ning Zheng said indifferently, "Before, you plotted against the Human God, plotted against Xin Xichen—they can hardly wait to kill you swiftly, and now... you plotted against your Otherworld adventuring selves."

"Today, as we reconnect to relay results... they will definitely realize you're deliberately cultivating despair, creating an atmosphere where they feel abandoned; once they rise up, they might re-traverse the world, come back to kill each one of you."

Jiucai Rong heard this and started sweating profusely.

Could this be true?

But being born a rebel seems pretty accurate, doesn't it?

He silently glanced over at the row of Jiucai Rong hung up as street lamps.

He believed those street lamp Jiucai Rong also wanted to hang him up, shouting epitaphs about enduring repression for extended periods.

"At worst, when they have the ability to come back and kill us, we'll fight them and see who stands stronger!" Jiucai Rong insisted with stubborn pride.

Ning Zheng pondered for a while, and didn't mind.

Just then, the Food God from next door ran over and said, "Master Steward, half a month has passed, and that counterfeit Imperial Mausoleum is set to reopen."

Once a month, it's time for this month's promised mausoleum opening.

Only upon hearing this did Ning Zheng come to his senses; the Manor has been so busy lately that he nearly forgot about the tomb next door.

"How's your current combat power?" Ning Zheng directly asked, "Can you descend into the tomb?"

The Food God scratched his head, "Our ancestral graves, the Ancestor Demon God, have been taken away... We don't have high-tier combat power now, the strongest being my Two-Phase Realm Meiling Fish alter-ego, and the Two-Phase Sun Moon Su Yuniang."

"But Sun Moon Su Yuniang clearly isn't suitable for descending into the tomb, so it's just me."

Ning Zheng hesitated for a few seconds after hearing this information, then suddenly asked, "Half a month has passed; our Manor's Masked Cultivators have all officially begun cultivating at the Divine Statue Square, how's the progress?"

"Very quickly."

The Food God answered without any hesitation, "We don't lack resources, and with the Breaking Realm Divine Statue brought from over there, they're almost all elevated rapidly."

They progressed in cultivation, and now after half a month, they've basically breached the threshold of the Five-Body Realm, now at the Four Viscera Realm level.

Meanwhile, the liver-oriented Emperor next door, fierce and talented, has already killed to the Three Elements Realm.

This is already quite fast.

Because they have the Immortal Gourd Spirit Liquid for cultivation, which enables rapid absorption of capabilities, boosting speed even further.

In Ning Zheng's view, this instance counts as leveraging substantial resources for significant gains.

"The Three Elements Realm begins to slow down." Ning Zheng roughly estimates the data, "Unless you synthesize new Divine Techniques to aid cultivation, it will take at least three months to traverse the Three Flowers of Essence, Qi, and Spirit to break into the Two-Phase Realm."

Opening one tomb a month.

Blacksmiths barely have the chance to catch the tail end of the Imperial Mausoleum Dungeon opening.

The Food God continued, "We're also accelerating speed; in the Immortal Spirit Root Era, now each major force has various Immortal Artifacts to aid cultivation... We're finally negotiating new collaborations with Ximen city and Doukou Hong, Xinyi Baisan."

"The collaborative content involves aiding cultivation with Immortal Artifacts; once they are crafted, we'll be able to speed up even more."

"Doukou Hong has long been working on the fusion embryos of various Spiritual Roots, waiting for our collaboration. After officially collaborating, if we hurry, it might be done within a week."

Ning Zheng deeply eyed the Food God.

These blacksmiths have taken the borrowing power gaming style to its limit.

Lacking computational Immortal Artifacts, they manipulate external resources, mobilizing entire national power to commence projects.

Lacking cultivation Immortal Artifacts, they manipulate Doukou Hong, Xinyi Baisan, and those guys to commence projects.

Any need can be fulfilled by leveraging external resources.

Talented indeed.

Ning Zheng admired internally, "I'll leave this task to you; expedite the cultivation progress."

"Yes!" The Food God expressed excitement.

Aye, after playing for so long, we've finally gathered all the necessary elements, beginning the Fourth Calamity's build-and-expand upgrade flow.

I kept saying the place is full of Divine Technique flowers, with infinite possibilities through various Divine Technique collaborations; behold, this path forward in the technology tree brings the build-and-expand system fit for us.

Ning Zheng carried on conversing with Jiucai Rong and the Food God, deliberating about the Manor's development, Bone Demon Royal City, and broader affairs of Ximen city.

Unnoticeably, three hours had passed, and next door's giant shrimp testing concluded thoroughly.

They stuffed one hundred pieces of Golden Mud into a box, and the countless obsession-fused Giant Shrimp Demon Ghost King went into the Soul-Calling Banner, they also placed it inside.

Ning Zheng waved his hand, initiating space turbulence, and the box was swept inside.

A hundred pieces of Golden Mud, 23 times 100, earning 23 million Qi Fortune Value, but going back deducts 20 million, earning only 3 million.

It can only be seen as somewhat worthwhile.

No choice, busy lately using the Yin Yang Creation Furnace on the Giant Shrimp race; no time to update the Golden Mud version.

...

In the Chronicles of Time.

Jiucai Rong and Night Mad Cultivator differentiated the victor; Night Mad Cultivator claimed first place by a slight margin.

Jiucai Rong couldn't help but sigh, "Your personality is aggressive—you should restrain it a bit in the future."

"Just focus on internal affairs." Night Mad Cultivator calmly recommended.

Jiucai Rong, is a cautious capitalist entrepreneur, business talent, steady developer, and loves farming.

Night Mad Cultivator, is a radical fighter stream, prefers risky military tactics, ingenious and peculiar strategies—all steered by him secretly.

How Night Mad Cultivator taking the helm now might be either good or bad.

However, they now have to abandon their previous nicknames—those are all black histories.

Having reached the Self-Transformation Realm, they naturally acquire honorary titles, rechristening to Night Emperor, Emperor Rong.

Just then.

With a swoosh.

Space turbulence churned, a box dropped out.

Emperor Rong and Night Emperor were initially startled, then burst into agitated laughter.

"Five hundred years—it's been five hundred years, century after century, we've become Self-Transformation Realm masters; you only come now?"

They opened the box.

What greeted their eyes were a hundred bright gold-colored Golden Mud pieces, along with a letter and a Soul-Calling Banner containing the results they desired.

Glancing at the letter, Night Emperor seethed with rage, "Forgot to mention our bilateral time ratio—did you truly forget?... Made me wait five hundred years!"

"You people really have connived skillfully!" Night Emperor coldly chuckled, silently keeping a record.

"Xirong Divine Craftsman, we need a fight; what Manor Master, steward Jiucai Rong... you really..." Their education in the past life made them unwilling to be subordinate, unwilling to be manipulated by others.

No matter how mysterious the Sword Casting Manor Master seems to be?

Once this chaotic world is equalized, seizing the era of biological explosion, after creation, when I return gloriously, I'll go back to the Nine-State to see what you're up to.