The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

“Thousands of words mean less than personal observation. If the Black Wind Country indeed holds the central role of fortune and is not controlled by god-men like the Tang Dynasty…then…”

At this point, he paused slightly.

Then.

His gaze was incredibly resolute as he said solemnly, “Even if the Three Emperors leave this Fiery Cloud Cave, it doesn’t matter!”

Indeed.

The cave that suddenly emerged in the sky above Black Wind Country was the legendary ‘Fiery Cloud Cave’, in which lived… the mythical Three Emperors of the Human Race.

They were:

Emperor Find, the Emperor of Heaven, rumored to be the elder brother of Nuwa. After Nuwa’s great merit of creating humanity, he too transformed into a human ancestor, achieving the authority of the Celestial Emperor.

Emperor Shennong, the Emperor of Earth. At a time when the human race was just established, stricken by hunger and disease, he made a great vow, tasted all kinds of plants, pioneered ‘agriculture’ and ‘medical skills’, and thus earned the authority of the Earth Emperor.

Emperor Xuanyuan, the Human Emperor!

Unlike Emperor Fuxi and Emperor Shennong, who were both bom divine, Emperor Xuanyuan was strictly from the Human Race, and his legendary life was so impressive that millions of words were not enough to sing praises of his merits.

He was a great being who changed the ‘carnivorous’ status of the human race on the Primordial Land.

From the earliest tribes to the later towns… and finally establishing nations, creating the first human dynasty, he led the Human Race to firmly stand their ground on the Primordial Land.

At this moment.

The Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity came to Black Wind Country because they sensed a significant change in the Human Race.

The Tang Dynasty, the original, stable center of fortune, was inexplicably veering off in another direction.

This situation left the Three Emperors, who’d been hidden in the Fiery Cloud Cave for many years, utterly astounded.

As the saying goes, everything in the world has its fixed destiny, and even if changes occur, they would be minor shifts.

But this…this shift in destiny, where the ‘Human Race’, the main characters of Heaven and Earth, had its center of fortune veering off, was a complete contradiction to fate, an unheard-of event since the creation of heaven and earth.

Afterwards.

The Three Emperors ventured into Black Wind Country.

Imperial City, Entertainment Street.

Luminous flood of spirit beast vehicles kept flowing back and forth on the broad, flat road, most of which were private cars, interspersed occasionally by a public horse carriage.

To add to this, garbage cans and greenery along the sides of the road… if it weren’t for the lack of the roaring sounds of cars, any time-traveler might mistake this place for a modern city.

As the largest entertainment street at the foot of the Imperial City, it has several large shopping malls, amusement parks, large supermarkets., and a host of other facilities.

At this moment.

Emperor Xuanyuan, the Human Emperor, was strolling on the street, the astonishment in his eyes showing no signs of dissipating.

To him, the technological creations of Black Wind Country were not what surprised him most. What mattered most was the spiritual state of the people here.

They looked healthy, spirited, and also radiated a confidence that came from the heart….

“Tut tut…how did this Master of the Primordial Beginning manage to do this?” Emperor Xuanyuan was filled with confusion and questions.

Just then.

“Hey, mister, the highly anticipated ‘Daoxuan Lecture on Law¹ is now playing. It’s only one Black Wind Coin. Would you like to know more?”

A boy with a youthful face stopped in front of him.

“You are..?”

Emperor Xuanyuan was taken aback as he sized up the boy.

Even though there were no mana fluctuations from the boy, his skin was soft and smooth, his shoulders and hands had no hard skin, and his face was full of vitality, which suggested he wasn’t an ordinary person.

Uh…he should be a young master from a wealthy family.

“Oh~ I’m so sorry, I almost forgot. I didn’t even give you a handbill!” The boy gave a shy smile, quickly took a handbill from his hand, and handed it over.

After doing all this, the boy seemed to have put down a big burden. He turned around and repeated the previous words to another passerby.

“Hmm?”

Emperor Xuanyuan was puzzled as he looked at the handbill in his hand. The front of the handbill had the image of a Taoist and some slogans.

“Daoxuan Palace Master discusses how to cultivate the mind in a prosperous age with his Thousands of Living Beings… Ten days in August, Entertainment Street invites you to join, do not miss it!”

“Interesting…so that young man is actually a little Taoist boy? No wonder he has such tender skin.”

Emperor Xuanyuan chuckled and shook his head.

Then.

He instinctively calculated on his fingertips, trying to infer the identity of the young man who had just stopped him.

The result surprised him greatly.

Because.

The young man’s identity was not a Taoist boy or a rich family scion. He was a youth from an ordinary family who went out to promote for this Taoist named ‘Dao Xuan’, only doing a part-time job.

Thinking of something.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked around, his hand constantly shaking as if he was calculating something. Apparently, he was trying to infer the identities of the passersby around him.

In the end, he couldn’t help but take a cold breath.

“Hiss-”

As the emperor who once created the first empire of the human race, when he observed something… he could see not only the surface of it but also understand its underlying meaning in an instant.

“That young man…was actually a child of an ordinary family?” Emperor Xuanyuan murmured softly, his expression somewhat incredulous.

The image of the young man appeared once again in his mind.

The young man was not exceedingly handsome, but he was immaculately clean, exuding vitality, even though his speech was immature, the self-confidence in his eyes could not be hidden.

A person of such demeanor.

If this were in the Tang Dynasty, one would have to be of noble lineage, an official’s family or at least from a wealthy, influential family to foster such character.

The shock lay right here.

In Black Wind Country.

Just an ordinary child, surrounded by ordinary people, yet they all have exceptional speech, full of vigor with healthy complexions.

Unexpectedly.

Four big words appeared in Emperor Xuanyuan’s heart.

Everyone is a Dragon!!

While Emperor Xuanyuan was strolling around the city, personally observing various aspects of Black Wind Country.

Here.

On a vast plain.

Numerous com stalks, like dense clusters of wild grass, were neatly growing in the field.

Boom- Boom- Boom…

The roar of the engine resounded through the wide cornfield, the sound carried far and wide.

“Ah, this year’s harvest…is a bit less, I need to go to the Earth Temple tomorrow and pray earnestly.”

An old man with a full beard, a pipe in his mouth, while operating the harvester, muttered with a sigh.

Nowadays.

The farmers of Black Wind Country are living very well off.

Since the establishment of the Black Wind Country, the agriculture tax has been abolished. Many policies are aimed at supporting farmers in industrial and large-scale agricultural production.

Moreover, there are millions of land mountain gods, and each village has more than five.

And, each land god is well-off in terms of incense belief.

Because the Taichu Dojo which controls the gods in the Black Wind Country is very generous in sharing the incense belief offerings with their subordinate gods, requiring only a tenth of their earnings.

As a result, more earth gods can be nourished. These grassroots gods live quite comfortably and can have more divine techniques to benefit the people.

Once people’s lives become prosperous, more devout faiths are born, forming a virtuous circle.

Just like the old man with a beard driving a harvesting machine, he immediately knew that the decrease in corn yield was due to his lack of faith recently.

In the Black Wind Country, both towards gods and humans, there are laws. The incense received by the gods, 10% goes to the Dao Court, 10% for their own absorption, the remaining 80% must be used to perform divine techniques to benefit the people.

The scenes in the cornfield and the bearded old man driving the harvester— this was all seen by an old man holding a hoe.

This old man was none other than the Emperor of Earth, Shennong, who had come to inspect Black Wind Country!