Chapter 978 - 982: Far and Wide, No Fields Left Idle, Yet Farmers Still Starve

Keeping your word?

The faces of the remaining little Taoists turned pale. They never imagined there would come a day when they would fear a little girl.

"We are Taoists from the Human Daoist Sect, not from some ordinary mountain village temple."

"Yes, if you let us go today, it ends there, but if you don’t, the Human Daoist Sect won’t let you off lightly."

The little Taoists started threatening, confident that with the Human Daoist Sect backing them, they had nothing to fear. The sect commanded respect from all.

Yet the little girl simply sneered, then laughed, "666, how impressive is the Human Daoist Sect?"

Seeing her attitude, the little Taoists thought she probably didn’t even know what the Human Daoist Sect stood for.

"Little girl, it seems I must explain to you well about the Human Daoist Sect, which is remarkable, it is..."

He launched into a lengthy tirade, so long and dull that merely hearing it made the little girl’s head ache.

Wu Tian had heard such long-winded speeches before in kindergarten, in primary school, before every school year began, all from principals and teachers, endlessly boring,

while the students,

just obediently stood on the playground,

those speaking were not tired, instead found it enjoyable.

But the young girl and other students didn’t feel the same way.

"Show them, Bright Beast," the girl called out.

Immediately, the Bright Beast emitted invisible waves, under which the little Taoists’ gazes became vacant, then they turned to gaze at each other.

In their eyes, their brothers turned into beauties, and they eagerly moved toward each other.

After they passionately embraced for a while, the Bright Beast withdrew the illusion technique.

"It’s you?"

"Ugh."

The Taoists began vomiting one after another, and in the next instant, the Bright Beast used the illusion technique again.

In the Taoists’ eyes, they’d left the mountain village only to encounter bandits on the road.

Little did they know, the bandits they saw were each other.

Then, several Taoists started fighting amongst themselves.

"Ah!"

One by one, they died,

realized only after death, still died inexplicably.

A stream of energy left their bodies, belonging to the little girl.

Immediately, the little girl reached the eighth rank of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Her little fists clenched, spiritual power gathered upon them, she chuckled warmly, finding it cozy.

"Sister, can you save my dad?"

"Sister, can you save my mom?"

"..."

Those children ran crying to the little girl, not feeling afraid, instead believing the beautiful, adorable young lady must be kind-hearted.

"I’ll go get my dad, he certainly has a way."

"This... this little girl... does your father really have a way to save us?"

The farmers and farm wives felt on the verge of collapse, eyelids growing heavy, yearning to shut them, yet their children were still alive.

If they died, how would their children survive?

They could only endure.

"My dad’s name is Wu Tian, don’t worry, he certainly can help."

The little girl was full of confidence.

"Wu Tian... this... this name sounds familiar."

The farmers and farm wives muttered.

The next moment, their expressions changed drastically, looking again at the little girl, eyes filled with disbelief.

Wu Tian had killed the true disciple of the Human Daoist Sect, an event known on the fringes of the continent.

The Human Daoist Sect declared that anyone housing Wu Tian or associating with him was demonic, sinister!

"Seems my dad’s reputation isn’t small; it’s known even here." The little girl chuckled, round eyes wide: "I’ll also study diligently to have a reputation as big as dad’s."

Farmers and farm wives: "..."

This reputation,

is not a good reputation. According to the sect’s portrayal, Wu Tian was a heartless killer, a wicked demon.

Who would want such a reputation?

The little girl moved her feet, went to the shed, and pulled Wu Tian out,

Cultivation of Demonic Heart by Dao was spoken of by Wu Tian, created by the Dao Emperor,

how to plant it, how to remove it, Wu Tian knew it crystal clear, thus Wu Tian stayed in the small mountain village for a night, using the night to help the impoverished villagers stand again, they remained grateful to Wu Tian.

The farmers liked bargains but were clear about grievances, Wu Tian saved their lives, and they appreciated it.

The next day, Wu Tian and the others were leaving, the villagers gathered at the village entrance, waiting for Wu Tian and the others to arrive,

"Everyone, bow to our benefactor," the village chief called out,

A group of villagers promptly began bowing respectfully to Wu Tian and the others,

Wu Tian accepted it easily, had witnessed such scenes before. Once, Wu Tian as Wutian Celestial Emperor, becoming Celestial Emperor, beings worshiped!!!

The scene today was incomparable in grandeur to back then.

"Alright, three bows are sufficient, everyone rise. I want to ask, in your village, such situations, do they exist elsewhere too?" Wu Tian waved his hand.

The mountain village housed a few Taoists. What about other places?

"They do," the village chief’s voice was filled with helplessness, sorrow.

Everyone falls ill!

When sick, what to do? See a physician, find a doctor?

Where do they get the money?

"Plant a millet seed in spring, harvest a thousand grains in autumn."

"No idle fields across the land, yet farmers starve to death."

This was among the Immortal Emperor’s sayings, unheard by mountain villagers, but these phrases spoke to their hearts, one listen transformed into remembrance, spreading widely in the mountain village.

The fields were ample, and the farmers weren’t idle.

Yet?

Starvation was frequent.

Why?

Fields weren’t theirs,

Even if they were, they had to pay officials and forces with silver and grain.

Taoists arrived providing free symbols for healing; they were delighted.

Wu Tian understood the villagers’ troubles, and his brow subtly furrowed.

This situation was so similar to when, during the warlord era of Earth’s Dragon Country cities,

And in this Immortal Emperor Realm,

Who should stand up?

"Rest assured, common people will rise, very soon." Wu Tian sighed, rubbing his chin as he spoke,

The villagers shook their heads.

How could such a day arrive?

Ranks of people,

This system of Divine Emperor,

Dynasty systems, family systems, and more,

All originated from the Divine Emperor!

As long as there’s a dynasty,

There exists emperorship,

There’s a hierarchical grading system among the commoners,

The Imperial Qi of the Divine Emperor grows thicker!

Who dares disobey?

Who becomes an enemy of the Divine Emperor!

Villagers held no hope.

Wu Tian saw their expressions, understood their thoughts, didn’t explain for now, leaving it to be validated by facts,

Suddenly,

The Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House within Wu Tian’s Nine Dragon Ring showed an anomaly again!

"Master, I’ve discovered another reincarnated divinity, right among these mountain village commoners!"