SFS Chapter 220 Rebuilding the Cultivation World, the Future Still Holds Promise
Chapter 220 Rebuilding the Cultivation World, the Future Still Holds Promise
Chapter 220 Rebuilding the Cultivation World: A Promising Future Awaits
When Dai Yao woke up again, she felt as if her whole body was falling apart.
"Hiss—" She gasped, feeling as if her internal organs were screaming in protest.
Overuse of spiritual power, coupled with the exhaustion after the battle, made her already "delicate" body even more vulnerable.
Damn it, this body is so fragile!
She mentally complained and struggled to sit up.
Before me lay the familiar bed curtains, and beside me, the even breathing of the mysterious figure.
She gently lifted the covers, intending to get out of bed to check the situation, but she stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, the mysterious figure caught her in time.
"Yaoyao, you're awake!" His eyes were almost overflowing with worry. "The doctor said you need to rest, why aren't you getting some rest?"
Dai Yao waved her hand, "Lying down is even more uncomfortable. I'd better go check on the situation." The cultivation world is in dire need of rebuilding; how could she have time to lie down?
If I lie down any longer, the daylily will probably be cold by then.
As soon as I reached the entrance of the council chamber, I heard a deafening argument coming from inside.
She rubbed her temples, feeling her head ache even more.
Pushing open the door, one finds the leaders of various sects arguing heatedly, their faces flushed red – it's more lively than a vegetable market.
"Why do they, the Kunlun Sect, receive the most resources?"
"Our Emei Sect disciples suffered the most severe losses and deserve compensation!"
"Bullshit! Our Kongtong Sect contributed the most!"
Dai Yao looked at the chaotic scene and sneered inwardly.
At a time like this, they're still fighting to the death over petty gains. These people have completely disgraced the cultivation world.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat and raised her voice, "Sect leaders, please calm down!"
The room fell silent for a moment, then resumed its buzzing discussion.
"Is this young Demon Palace Master capable of keeping things under control?"
"Exactly, they're not even fully grown yet, and they want to boss us around?"
Dai Yao took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the urge to flip the table.
Very well, it seems these people are going to have to suffer the consequences instead of accepting the offer.
“Since everyone has objections to the allocation of resources,” Dai Yao said with a meaningful smile, “why don’t we try a different approach?”
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, wondering what the Demon Palace Master was up to.
Resources are usually allocated based on strength and losses, so why...?
"I plan to divide the cultivation world into several regions," Dai Yao said calmly, her words surprising. "Based on the strengths and needs of each sect, we will allocate corresponding regions. You can develop the resources within your respective regions on your own, how about that?"
As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.
An elderly man with white hair and beard broke the silence first: "This...this is simply unheard of!"
Another sect leader chimed in, "How can that be? What if the region is resource-poor?"
Dai Yao smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements." She looked around and her gaze fell on a young sect leader. "The Tianyan Sect is good at formations, so they are in charge of the eastern region. Although the spiritual energy there is thin, the terrain is complex and suitable for setting up formations."
She then turned to another sect leader, "The Beast Taming Sect excels at taming spirit beasts and is responsible for the southern region, where there are many demonic beasts, making it a perfect place for your development."
Dai Yao meticulously arranged the characteristics of each region and the advantages of each sect, matching them one by one.
Although everyone still had doubts, seeing her confident demeanor, they were inexplicably reassured.
Just as everyone was about to leave the meeting, Dai Yao suddenly paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on an inconspicuous figure in the corner...
“Oh, right,” she smiled slightly, “there’s one more thing…”
Dai Yao's smile deepened, but her eyes turned colder.
She slowly walked to the corner, and only then did everyone notice that there was another person standing there—the very culprit who spread rumors and incited hatred.
He shrank back, trying to make himself less noticeable, but it was too late.
“Fellow Daoist,” Dai Yao’s voice was soft yet carried a hint of coldness, “you seem quite dissatisfied with my arrangements?”
The man's expression changed, and he quickly denied it: "No...no, Palace Master, you've misunderstood!"
"A misunderstanding?" Dai Yao raised an eyebrow. "But I've heard that you've been spreading rumors that I'm biased towards certain sects and deliberately suppressing others. Is that true?"
Cold sweat beaded on the man's forehead, and he stammered, unable to speak.
The other sect leaders also looked at him, their eyes filled with suspicion and dissatisfaction.
"What I hate most is people who do dirty tricks behind people's backs," Dai Yao's tone suddenly turned sharp. "Since you have such a problem, why don't you tell me how you think resources should be allocated fairly?"
The man's face turned pale. He knew he had been exposed, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I... I think the resources should be distributed according to strength. The stronger sects should receive more resources."
Upon hearing this, some of the weaker sects immediately objected.
"Why should we? We may be weaker, but we still contributed!"
"Exactly! If resources are allocated based on strength, wouldn't we end up with none at all?"
The scene descended into chaos once more, with the various factions blaming each other and arguing fiercely.
The mysterious figure looked at Dai Yao with worry in his eyes.
He knew that Dai Yao was under tremendous pressure and that if she was not careful, all her previous efforts would be in vain.
He held Dai Yao's hand tightly, silently giving her strength.
Dai Yao felt the warmth of his hand, and her heart warmed.
She gave him a reassuring look, then turned to face the crowd, a confident smile playing on her lips.
“Since everyone has objections,” she began slowly, “why don’t we play a game…”
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on the few sect leaders who were shouting the loudest. "A... very exciting game."
"What game?" one of the sect leaders couldn't help but ask.
Dai Yao smiled mysteriously: "A game that can... convince you wholeheartedly." She gently patted the mysterious figure's hand and whispered a few words in his ear.
The mysterious figure was initially surprised, then a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he nodded.
He walked to the center of the council chamber and announced loudly, "Gentlemen, please listen to me..."
Dai Yao smiled mysteriously, leaned close to the mysterious figure's ear, and whispered a few words in a voice only the two of them could hear.
The mysterious figure was slightly taken aback, then a sly glint flashed in his eyes, and he nodded in agreement.
He walked to the center of the hall, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "By order of the Palace Master, in order to ensure fairness, the allocation of reconstruction resources will be decided by... a martial arts contest to choose a husband!"
These words caused an uproar in the room.
"A martial arts contest to choose a husband?!" Everyone looked at each other, the change was too fast!
The tense atmosphere was instantly broken, replaced by a noisy discussion.
Dai Yao stood aside, watching the diverse expressions on everyone's faces, thinking to herself: This is exactly the effect I wanted!
She spread her hands in feigned helplessness: "There's nothing I can do. I'm forced into this situation. Some people are just unreasonable. Since that's the case, let's see who has the best skills!"
The person who incited hatred changed his expression drastically; he never expected Dai Yao to pull such a move.
His original plan was to sow discord and incite conflict between different factions so that he could profit from it.
But now, Dai Yao's "martial arts contest to find a husband" has completely disrupted his entire plan.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but was stopped by a look from Dai Yao.
"What? You have a problem with my arrangements?" Dai Yao looked at him with a half-smile, her tone carrying a hint of danger.
The man trembled with fear and hurriedly shook his head: "No...no, Your Majesty is wise!"
"Hmph, that's for the best." Dai Yao snorted coldly, then turned to the other sect leaders and said, "Everyone, the rules of the martial arts contest for marriage are very simple: the winner will receive the most resources, decreasing in the order of succession. Of course, the prerequisite is that you must first defeat this person beside me..." As Dai Yao spoke, she pulled the mysterious figure in front of her, "My... close ally!"
The leaders of each sect looked at the mysterious figure, a hint of fear flashing in their eyes.
They had long heard of this mysterious figure's prowess, but had never seen him make a move.
Now it seems that this person was indeed unfathomable.
"As for the repair of the spiritual veins..." Dai Yao looked at the eccentric spiritual vein repair master and said with a smile, "Master, how about this? You make one request first. As long as I can do it, you will do your best to assist in repairing the spiritual veins. How about that?"
The spiritual vein restoration master stroked his beard, squinted at Dai Yao for a while, and slowly said, "I want... the peach blossom pastry you made yourself."
The room fell silent once again. This request...
It's really unexpected.
Dai Yao's lips twitched slightly, her inner monologue: Peach blossom pastry?
This old man really knows how to enjoy life!
She took a deep breath, and a smile returned to her face: "Deal!"
Just when everyone thought the matter was settled, the mysterious figure suddenly said, "Wait, I also have a request..." His gaze fell on Dai Yao, his eyes deep and complex.
Dai Yao's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in her mind.
What kind of trouble is this guy up to now?
She turned her head stiffly, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "What...what do you want?"
The mysterious figure took a deep breath, stared intently at Dai Yao, and said, word by word, "I want you to repay me with your body!"
"Pfft—" Someone spat out a mouthful of tea, and the entire room fell silent instantly.
Dai Yao felt a buzzing sound in her mind, and her mind went completely blank.
This……
what's the situation?
Did they pick up the wrong script?
!
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she couldn't make a sound.
This sudden confession caught her off guard.
She always thought that their relationship was just...
Yes……
Well, she doesn't even know what their relationship is!
More than friends, but less than lovers?
or……
To be partners?
It's definitely not the kind of relationship she's thinking!
Seeing Dai Yao's bewildered expression, the mysterious figure's lips curled up slightly, revealing a triumphant smile.
He stepped forward, gently took Dai Yao's hand, and said softly, "Yao'er, I know you have feelings for me, but you've never dared to admit it. Today, I'll give you that chance. Marry me, and I'll give you a grand wedding, making you the happiest woman in the cultivation world."
Dai Yao: "..." What the heck is this sudden cheesy pickup line?
!
This style of painting is wrong!
She tried to pull her hand away, but found that the other person was holding it tightly and she couldn't break free at all.
Just then, the Spirit Vein Repair Master suddenly spoke up: "Ahem, um... where's the peach blossom pastry?" He looked at Dai Yao expectantly, as if the confession just now had nothing to do with him.
Dai Yao: "..." Is this old man trying to be funny?!
"Master, I will definitely make your peach blossom pastry by hand." Dai Yao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
Then, she turned to the mysterious figure and said firmly, "As for your request, I refuse!"
The mysterious figure's expression changed, a hint of hurt flashing in his eyes: "Why?"
“Because…” Dai Yao paused, countless reasons flashing through her mind, but in the end she only said three words, “I’m tired.”
After saying that, she turned and left, leaving behind a graceful silhouette.
She needs time to sort out her thoughts.
This cultivation world is truly an unexpected place!
In the days that followed, Dai Yao led everyone to begin repairing the spiritual veins.
Although the process was full of challenges, the spiritual vein was eventually successfully repaired thanks to everyone's efforts and wisdom.
The spiritual energy in the cultivation world gradually recovered, all things revived, and a thriving scene unfolded.
The relationships between the various sects have become more harmonious because of this cooperation.
The hatred and suspicion of the past have gradually been replaced by understanding and trust.
A new era has begun in the world of cultivation.
The relationship between Dai Yao and the mysterious figure remains an unsolved mystery.
There seems to be an invisible wall between them, yet they share an inseparable bond.
The road ahead is long, and there are many unknowns waiting for them to explore.
(End of article)
ヽ(*⌒?⌒*)? Wishing my darling all her wishes come true and 25 years of ever-improving life!