Unfortunately, there was nothing in the Desolate Temple.
Lin Yi thought to himself that the next thing he should do was to become a qualified leader of the Demonic Sect.
The bloody storm ended, and the Demonic Cult quickly unified.
Subsequently, dozens of cities in southwestern China united to establish a nation, standardizing cart axles, writing, currency, and weights and measures...
Under Lin Yi's leadership, this newly established nation developed at a speed that left countless people speechless.
Mount Kongsang, the Hall of Longevity.
Lin Yi opened the door and walked out slowly.
As the southwestern demon kingdom expands, the cities at the foot of the mountain are paying increasing attention to the disciples sent down from White Cloud City.
Because these people can bring methods to enrich the country and strengthen its military, enabling them to quickly become powerful.
All the old systems and shackles are no longer a problem in the face of a crisis of survival.
And that's exactly what Lin Yi wanted.
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Chapter 118 Acting on Behalf of Heaven
Time flies, and the days pass like an arrow.
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed. The Demon Kingdom, which originated in the southwest, has unified the entire south. Meanwhile, the northern cities, under the intervention of Qingyun Sect, Tianyin Temple, and Baiyun City, have formed an alliance.
The two sides are separated by the north-south dividing line, the Qingyun Mountains and the Hongchuan River, facing each other.
In the south of China, a magnificent city was built, named Ying.
Deep within the solemn and majestic Demon Palace lies a vibrant garden, brimming with the essence of nature.
Lin Yi lay on a rocking chair. After five years of refinement, he had successfully transformed the Bloodthirsty Bead from tangible to intangible, and his Blood Shadow Demon Body had also advanced to the Blood God True Body, which could gather and disperse at will, come and go like lightning, and existed between reality and illusion.
A girl who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a light green dress, was brewing tea nearby.
She has a beautiful face, delicate eyebrows and fair skin, and a pair of bright and lively eyes that are eye-catching.
The girl in the green dress moved slowly and gracefully, like flowing water. She had reached the final stage, brewing the tea and pouring the tea into the cup.
The soup foam, whether thick or thin, heavy or light, floating or scattered, is skillfully poured into the cup by the young girl, rising and falling, gathering and scattering, giving people a sense of aesthetic enjoyment.
"When poured into the pot, it foams up; when poured into the bowl, it gathers and forms flowers." This describes the wondrous sight of the tea foaming and swirling after it has been poured.
The girl in green served three cups of tea, then looked at Lin Yi opposite her and said, "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Lin Yi shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "Biyao, you're still lacking in skill this time. You brewed the tea too hastily."
Biyao pouted and said stubbornly, "Your Majesty, you're cheating. You always say that. I want to hear the story of the Seven Fairies."
Lin Yi smiled and was about to speak when he heard a clear and melodious sound of jade pendants.
A young woman dressed in pale yellow walked over. She had an oval face, beautiful features, and charming eyes. At first glance, she was stunningly beautiful, but at second glance, she was captivating and alluring.
The woman in yellow bowed gracefully and said, "Your Majesty, the bloodline has been brought back and is waiting for you in Hanyuan Hall."
"Okay, I'll be right there." After saying that, Lin Yi stood up and said to the indignant Biyao, "Next time, I'll definitely finish telling the story next time."
Biyao watched Lin Yi's departing figure, bit her red lips lightly, stomped her foot, and said, "It's always the same. There will always be a next time."
Inside the Hanyuan Hall, the somewhat ethereal Blood Shadow Number One stood quietly, with two snow-white foxes lying at his feet, one with three tails and the other with six tails.
After Lin Yi walked in, Blood Shadow Number One immediately took out an item about half the size of a palm, presented it with both hands, and said, "Your Majesty, I have not failed your trust."
"Okay." Lin Yi nodded and reached out to take it.
The item is round, with a jade ring of emerald green on the outside, so vibrant and lustrous that it is clearly no ordinary object.
In the center of the jade ring is a small, thin, reddish-brown piece that resembles a mirror, with a crudely carved flame totem in the middle.
The jade ring took up most of the entire item, and on both sides of the jade ring, there was a red silk tassel tied to the ring.
"The essence of all fires, the supreme yang divine object, the Mysterious Fire Mirror. Let me see your power."
As Lin Yi spoke, a seven-colored flame appeared in his palm, and the Xuanhuo Mirror emitted a faint red light. The ancient flame totem carved on it seemed to come back to life, as if it were really burning.
Blood Shadow Number One in the main hall, and the woman in yellow outside the hall, both turned their gazes to the Profound Fire Mirror in Lin Yi's hand, filled with disbelief.
The Xuanhuo Mirror is the supreme weapon of the Burning Incense Valley, one of the three major righteous sects, for exorcising demons and monsters for thousands of years.
The firelight inside the main hall grew brighter and brighter, and a grand array slowly unfolded, revealing countless ferocious fire-type creatures, such as fire dragons, fire phoenixes, fire horses, fire insects, and fire birds, which circled and formed an array, displaying a myriad of phenomena within a small space.
A while later, Lin Yi dispelled the great formation, put away the Xuanhuo Mirror, and then walked out of the main hall, looking towards the south.
In the desolate lands of southern Xinjiang, south of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, a catastrophe is brewing—a consequence of both divine will and the will of the people.
Over the past five years, he has been a king, manipulating the workings of Yin and Yang, and comprehending the myriad aspects of life, both to acquire the Qi of saintly virtue and to hone his Dao heart.
This ordeal may be the final test.
"By order of the King, the Incense Valley has colluded with the Beast God of the Southern Frontier, wreaking havoc on the world. I, the King, have a duty to defend the land and punish this injustice. I hope that all those of insight in the world will join me in this great undertaking."
Lin Yi's calm voice rang out, and the woman in yellow standing to the side hurriedly replied, "Yes." But in her heart, she felt utterly absurd.
When did a notorious evil cult gain the right to act on behalf of Heaven?
When the news spread, it caused an uproar throughout the country.