When the young general left, five Beast Kings were already following him.
This ti, he allied with a race from the depths of the sea known as the rmaids.
And with the secret dicine and plan he provided from the Interstellar Corps, those Fishn with long limbs also completed their transformation, becoming images that truly matched their race’s na—"rmaids."
However, it seed sothing went wrong; they possessed beautiful tails and, unlike other Transford Beast Kings, their bodies were entirely human-like, quite enchanting.
But on that splendid body, looking further up, there were scales and, incomprehensibly, a large fish head.
Young General: "..."
What kind of transformation can make everything human-shaped except the head and buttocks, with those two crucial parts still in fish form?
Do you have so bizarre understanding of "transformation"?
Then, as the rmaid Queen embraced him, feeling the warm contact on his face, next, a fish mouth from the fish head pressed against his face, and a tongue extended from the fish head prying open his teeth.
The young general silently endured all of this, only thinking in his heart.
After this mission is over, I must find a Nun and confess earnestly, confess my sins.
Then, the fish held him tightly.
...
"Innovation Era: The Sixth Day, Eternal Night"
The carriage arrived at the planned last stop, the Extre East Seaside City of the Teaching Country.
An endless storm was brewing in the distant sea.
Here, they also lived by fishing, with fish even being their main food. Without having children, there was no grain to provide sugar, but if they wanted children, they couldn’t go out to sea to fish.
Encountering the customs and local conditions of various places, they finally thought of the Teaching Country’s Divine Capital, where people only lived by having children.
At this mont, she was no longer called "Lan Lin’Er." She even learned the na given to them by their mother from their soul.
The one who flew to the Divine Realm was nad "Lan Ling," while the one staying in the Mortal World was called "Lan Yi."
This realization made her understand that her life was predetermined from birth, with her future divided in half by her parents, having also nad her "Lan Ling, Lan Yi."
It truly is...
She almost wanted to cover her eyes and laugh maniacally. What she once thought was her parents’ love for her had turned into sharp knives, and even thinking about it would bring tears of blood to her eyes.
Along the way, she witnessed the world’s tragedies: the young ladies desperately selling themselves in the Divine Capital, the cruel fate in the Northern Territory where people sent their children and elderly to the ice fields and the Divine Capital, the soldiers in the Western Territory with rough faces and leaky front teeth, the people in the southern great forest twisted by parasites and plagues, and now Coastal City...
Those fishern desperately clutching their nets in the storm.
They might die in the storm while holding onto their nets, or they might die from hunger if they let them go and can’t pay the taxes.
Coastal City is the only place where people can survive without having children because it is a place where the divine nobles allow fishing and salt drying.
Since the divine nobles and other cities need salt and fish, Coastal City becos the main production site for the divine nobles to fish and dry salt. The caught fish are gutted and placed into salt jars filled with sea salt to beco salted fish as soon as they co ashore.
This salted fish is sent to various cities, mainly the Divine Capital, becoming crucial food for those significant figures and nobles to improve their lives.
Even the soldiers and warriors under them occasionally eat these salted fish, and the extra salt and salted fish are handed over to business-supporting families, invigorating the entire Teaching Country.
However, while allowing fishing and salt drying, they impose unimaginably high taxes, a three-for-two tax.
For every three fish caught, two are given as taxes to the divine nobles, while the salt dryers face even higher taxes, seemingly ten out of nine, aning out of 10 pounds of dried salt, 9 pounds are taxed.
Every ti the fishing boats dock, tax officials board imdiately to count the catch, start taxing, and process the fish quickly to prevent spoilage.
The production at the salt drying fields is also recorded by tax officials and taxed on schedule.
This results in the city being able to survive without relying on childbirth, but the exorbitant taxes leave everyone’s expressions numb and vacant.
This ti, when Xue Dili offered free treatnt here, there weren’t many people.
Because for those living here, there are few major injuries or illnesses; they either die or live, with few miscellaneous injuries or diseases.
Most of those Xue Dili treated were suffering from various chronic and occupational diseases, but in this era, these don’t even count as illnesses to them; for those living day by day, chronic conditions are normal because they generally wouldn’t survive until the day the chronic disease manifests.
However, after Xue Dili’s treatnt, word spread from one to ten and then to a hundred, and many old fishern ca afterward.
Xue Dili does not refuse anyone’s plea for help; he teaches them how to resist chronic illness and how to survive better in this environnt.
As this day ended and Xue Dili departed, many of the original fishern put down their fish spears and straw hats. They took the little bit of salted fish and salt they had painstakingly saved, and joined the ranks.
Tonight’s destination is the Divine Capital.
And tomorrow is a rest day.
...
When the sky slowly brightened, the distant Divine Capital appeared before them.
The carriage stopped in place; this was where Xue Dili and the little general first landed after their journey across ti, and it was also their agreed-upon final rendezvous point.
Others also halted in place; all those who had completed this journey looked at the distant Divine Capital, and in this mont, they even felt as if they were about to transcend.
Everything had co to an end, and they didn’t know what the outco of this journey was, especially as they looked at Xue Dili; they didn’t know what kind of conclusion would be fitting for the trials and tribulations faced by this mage lord.
People began to pray; cats drew strange gestures on their chests, each expressing their blessings in their own way.
As Xue Dili took out a book and turned to the last page, a feathered pen floated into the air, slowly writing.
"Innovation Era: The Seventh Day, Eternal Daylight"
After the feathered pen finished writing this line, the sun slowly rose at the horizon’s end. Dawn was about to arrive, sunlight spilling over him, and your blood-soaked hood and thorns fluttered loudly in the wind.
The sun rose, but no anomalies appeared.
Everyone looked at each other, you looked at , and I looked at you; yet at this mont, their hearts were incredibly steadfast, without any clamor or noise.
"Look quickly, the Divine Capital is on fire!" Soone pointed towards the distant Divine Capital.
To be more precise, it was not the Divine Capital that was on fire, but the territories and mansions of the nobles gradually began to rise in smoke.
Such flas appearing out of nowhere shocked the people.
Upon the completion of the Innovation Era’s seventh day, all the nobles in the Divine Capital began to burn, flas igniting flammable materials as if out of nowhere, simultaneously setting hundreds of hos on fire.
However, at this mont, a voice suddenly ca: "I am the Divine Envoy to the Mortal World; who are you that dares to rain Celestial Fire upon the gods and nobles grazing the Mortal World!? You truly are unafraid to die..."
The Divine Envoy who stepped out had just spoken the word "die" when his eyes flared like copper bells, staring fiercely at Lan Lin’Er, and then he withered and glanced at Xue Dili, who showed the Great Light Wheel behind him, weakly saying, "High God, High God, look, it’s not easy for little gods like to work; can’t you spare this city?"
Though Xue Dili preferred his earlier unruly deanor, at this mont, he calmly stated the condition: "Find 10 righteous n among the nobles, and I’ll spare them."
"10 righteous n?" The Divine Envoy responsible for overseeing the gods and nobles in the Mortal World was stunned, and then ecstatic.
Among tens of thousands of noble god n and their divided houses, surely 10 righteous n could be found? It seems the future High God is showing so leniency, mutually giving a way out.
He imdiately flew back to the Divine Capital to find 10 righteous n and fulfill this simple contract.
...
Ten minutes later, the little god was sweating profusely.
None here, none in this family, none here either!
How could it be, not a single righteous man among tens of thousands of nobles, and his search was making him sweat profusely.
How is it possible? Not a single righteous man!
After unknowingly searching countless tis, suddenly, he discovered a person eting the righteous standard within the noble god’s mansions. Joyfully, he took the person away from the Divine Capital, to the city outskirts, and said towards Xue Dili.
"I found a righteous man, he..."
Before finishing his words, behind the righteous man, the entire noble god’s area burst into flas.
Instantly, like a mountain fire spreading, it began to swiftly scorch.
The flas ignited the forests marked by the noble lords, the yards marked off, and countless accumulated treasures and materials.
In the midst of the god n, powerful individuals of Legend Level and Mythic Level hurried to extinguish the fire, but everything they did was futile; the Celestial Fire, like persistent worms in the bone, could not be easily extinguished and did not spare any flammable material.
The fire spread rapidly, in the blink of an eye nearly all the noble houses in the Divine Capital were ignited, the flas and smoke ford thick clouds above the entire Divine Capital, the Celestial Fire couldn’t be put out.
The nobles beca panicked and frantic, when even Mythic Level mages summoned giant Water Dragons to no avail, they fearfully knelt on the ground, continually calling out and praying, calling upon the na of the Divine King.
Pleading with the Divine King to forgive their faults, to give them another chance, vowing they would surely et the quota for handing over infants.
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