Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 400 - 302: Heaven’s Favorite Son!

Upon hearing that the passage to the Spirit Realm was repaired, everyone’s faces suddenly turned extremely grim.

Although no one spoke, it was obvious to anyone with insight that once the majority of people migrated to the New World, those left behind in the Cultivation World would face extraordinarily difficult times.

This difficulty stemmed both from humanity itself and from the environment of the Cultivation World.

Humans have a deeply ingrained dark side.

Especially when order collapses, and the existing rules can no longer restrain current behavior logic.

The inevitable outcome for everyone is chaos!

Only with the emergence of a new order can the human situation gradually stabilize.

This is also what Zhao Yi once said to the protagonist, that even a bad order is better than no order at all.

Besides the evolution of internal human order, another factor accelerates the emergence of a new situation.

And that is the external threat.

The relationship between humans and the Barbarian Race, as well as the beasts, is like a spring.

When one advances, the other retreats, and vice versa.

During Great Xia’s golden age, the Barbarian Race and the beasts were so suppressed that they couldn’t raise their heads, their living space continually shrinking, forcing them to survive barely in the Barbaric Realm.

Even then, the soldiers of Great Xia, with their eyes reddened by the desire for military merit, refused to spare them.

Take Zuo Xiaoluo’s Armor-Breaking Army, searching for Barbarian traces in the Northern Desert, raiding Barbarian tribes for resources, was almost a daily exercise.

Under such circumstances, the living environment for the Barbarian Race and beasts was imaginable.

Since Zhao Yi announced the migration plan, the good days for the Barbarian Race and beasts commenced.

After initial probes confirmed this wasn’t a trick of the cunning Great Xia Soldiers, the Barbarian Race and beasts finally stepped out of the desert, advancing towards the resource-rich Great Xia.

So many ordinary people preferred to migrate to the New World, partly because they were pressured by these Barbarian Races and beasts.

Once the migration was complete, most of the population left the Cultivation World, the Barbarian Race and beasts were utterly unrestrained.

Under such conditions, facing the life-or-death crisis, humanity would quickly birth a new order.

After some sacrifices, the last remaining races reached a sort of tacit compromise, ultimately maintaining a dynamic balance.

Of course, this is the best outcome simulated by Great Xia’s elites on the strategic board.

They also envisioned scenarios where humans would fiercely battle the Barbarian Race and beasts, eventually being enslaved, destroyed, and other outcomes.

No matter the outcome, humanity would pay a heavy price.

Xuanzhen Temple and the Imperial Clan Court attempted to publish these outcomes, yielding results, albeit not ideal.

Especially among the merchants and wealthy families in the Capital City.

Initially intending to leave, those people gave up when told they could only take belongings with them.

Miaoyin once sent someone to inquire, and the answer she received left her both amused and helpless.

Those merchants said that threats from Barbarian Races and beasts, or otherworldly monsters, targeted their lives in the future.

But the Crown Prince demanding them to give up their wealth was an immediate issue.

Without those possessions, they would die now.

One is an unpredictable future danger, and the other is a present-day ordeal.

Almost all merchants simultaneously chose the former.

Miaoyin, lacking patience, especially when those merchants slandered Zhao Yi for exploiting the migration as a pretext to seize their property, decided not to say anything further.

Though knowing the future fate for those staying behind wouldn’t be favorable, death was just a matter of time, no one anticipated that humanity’s ultimate calamity wasn’t from internal, but literally a disaster descending from the heavens!

This time, it truly was a disaster from the heavens!

"How did the Spirit Realm people manage this?" Miaoyin asked puzzledly, "Wasn’t it said that the passage to the Spirit Realm was already destroyed? Could it be that these passages aren’t natural but were artificially created later?"

Zuo Xiaoluo nodded, "That’s very possible! The Cultivation World has been sealed for so long that we know very little about the outside world, even basic common knowledge. It is this information disparity that led to today’s calamity. If we had known the passage could be rebuilt, we should have forcibly taken everyone away then."

Miaoyin remained indifferent, "You’re a soldier, so instinctively, you want to protect all the civilians. I’ve been in politics for many years; I’m very clear on human nature’s differences, don’t expect those people to make decisions beyond their comprehension! Even if you tell them the apocalypse is arriving tomorrow, they wouldn’t believe it and would accuse you of deceit. Had everyone been forcibly taken, the New World would have been a mess long ago, and we wouldn’t have reached today’s harvest!"

Zhao Yi waved his hand, interrupting the two, "Now is not the time for these discussions; the immediate priority is dealing with the True Dragon!"

The Buddha saves those who listen, but no one can persuade a damned soul.

Zhao Yi isn’t a saint.

He’s already done everything he could.

Regarding the people of Great Xia, Zhao Yi has been as benevolent as possible.

As for those prioritizing money over life, Zhao Yi, although perplexed, respects that choice.

So, when disaster strikes, they have no grounds for complaint.

Even if they became vengeful spirits, they wouldn’t blame Zhao Yi.

After all, the path was their choice!

They’re all adults now; they should be capable of bearing the consequences of their choices!

But the True Dragon is different.

The people of the New World willingly followed Zhao Yi.

They entrusted their lives to Zhao Yi, making him responsible for everyone.

Thus, dealing with the True Dragon is imperative.

With this thought, Zhao Yi grabbed the drowsy little poison and addressed Zuo Xiaoluo, "General Zuo, come with me."

The True Dragon is an ultra-powerful being at the Great Daoist Sage Level; ordinary people might be killed by the Dao Rule before even approaching.

Therefore, to deal with the True Dragon, one must be of Sage Level.

In the New World, the little poison, Zuo Xiaoluo, and the Purple Gold Divine Dragon are Sage Level.

However, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon cannot really be considered a person of the New World.

Thus, Zhao Yi can only rely on Zuo Xiaoluo and the little poison.

Zuo Xiaoluo solemnly responded as Zhao Yi singled her out, "I am always at your service, commander!"

Zhao Yi nodded, then spoke to Ancestor Zhao Xuan, "Ancestor, I’ll take them, you cover us from the surrounding areas."

Zhao Xuan opened his mouth, swallowed his words, and finally nodded helplessly. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Secretly wishing he could go himself, but his current strength doesn’t permit.

He had pondered the Demon Dao for months with no progress, rendering him useless at crucial times.

After Zhao Yi’s departure, Zhao Xuan asked the Purple Gold Divine Dragon nearby, "Dragon Lord, did that young monk really comprehend Buddha’s Great Dao?"

Having met the protagonist once, Zhao Xuan felt his aptitude was average, not extraordinary, better than most but hardly exceptional.

Not comparing to the little poison and Zuo Xiaoluo, even falling short of Zhao Xuan himself.

Yet, he achieved enlightenment!

And snatched, no less, the Buddha’s Great Dao from the jaws of a tiger!

Is his luck truly that remarkable?

Zhao Xuan suspected he might be Heaven’s favored progeny!

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