I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 423 - 216: Undercurrents

Two days later.

Inside a gigantic forge as large as a building.

The giant Xin Xichen put down the forging hammer in his hands, looking relaxed: "It’s done, time to assemble it."

Beside him was Xinyi Baisan’s enormous Dharma Aspect, also a little giant standing upright. The huge Defense Tower in their hands was like a mere fire stick, "His Majesty is truly impressive."

"It’s a pity, your lineage is too mixed." Of course, Xin Xichen could sense that Xinyi Baisan’s bloodline was thin, being a distant relative separated by more than ten generations, which was precisely why he was a male.

"Really sorry." Xinyi Baisan sighed; he surely understood how strong the Royal Family’s accumulated bloodline was over generations.

It’s unrelated to Spiritual Root, it’s about being an excellent breed at the genetic level.

Almost everyone is a genius with super high intelligence.

Pity he is not, relying only on his efforts to reach the position of the first Divine Craftsman on Xinyi Continent.

Sometimes he even wondered, was it that tiny bit of thin bloodline that made him a Divine Craftsman?

He heard that every member of the Xin Dynasty Royal Family was a super genius who knew everything by intuition.

After all, outsiders don’t know the Xin Family’s secret of the Fire of Civilization, just thinking they are all-around talents, while the Xin Dynasty people secretly "burn paper money" for themselves.

Those ancient tombs without an owner, like those of Poison Doctors from the Witch Doctor Temple, were burned without a second thought.

Those Great Noble Families and Holy Land ancestral graves weren’t openly "burned" but rather manipulated to create various accidents.

Your family’s ancestor suddenly died due to something - it seemed very normal.

Adding to that, since an ancestor could resurrect, especially during peaceful times... nobody took it seriously, just thinking the ancestor’s Dharma Aspect went to explore some Secret Realm and was killed.

Those years under Xin Dynasty rule were always conducted very covertly.

Even now, Xin Xichen remains very secretive.

These days, he secretly got rid of certain technical talents in 3,000 city walls to learn knowledge from various new fields.

Combat-type talents, he didn’t bother, no need.

Due to the vast knowledge supplementation of Xinyi State City’s walls, he gained a small boost in knowledge, further integrating into this new era.

At this moment, Xin Xichen finally smiled:

"The Defense Tower is completed."

"Since it is only a universal amplifier, the setup was quick; a simple layout will suffice, waiting for them to come assassinate."

...

In these few days.

After Pingchang City, cities started falling from the sky one after another.

A thousand regional cities were entirely relocated, settling in Xinyi State City.

The massive influx of population made the entire state city very lively, and the "tourism sector" of the three thousand historical city walls directly exploded.

Cultivators, scholars, mortals from local cities who haven’t seen such history couldn’t help but watch, observe the historical changes over tens of thousands of years.

The practical classes were much more vivid than the theoretical classes in history.

"Sister, look, the texture of this bell."

"An antique, but it’s everywhere here, could we steal it, feels quite valuable."

"You’re stupid, this is a replica of ancient times, it naturally includes ancient government offices, if you steal something, you’ll be arrested."

"That’s the Haichuan Clothing from textbooks, wide sleeves... it looks ugly in books, didn’t expect wearing it feels so exotic."

A group of women held hands, cheerfully on the ancient streets.

Tourism, shopping, and strolling were innately trendy for this group of young girls.

Some also harbored lofty ambitions, standing on the street, laughing cheerfully: "Small place cannot showcase my talent, I’m sure at state cities, this wonderful encounter will allow Great Powers to appreciate my ability."

Many wished to become the next Dizzy.

Now.

The entire Xinyi State has become the storm center of the Nine-State.

Especially as a thousand local cities were brought into the state city, working on various defenses.

Like leading everyone into the Doomsday Fortress Ark, preparing for the impending apocalypse.

Of course.

Local cities were merely small living areas.

The real large-scale living areas were the private cities of various Great Sects.

The reaction of Xinyi State City prompted some wise forces of Xinyi State’s Great Sects also called their Two-Phase Realm level forces to relocate to cities under their control.

All of Xinyi State was following a trend of tightly banding together.

Almost nobody was left in the wilds.

Fear spreads.

Seeing the astute Human Race so afraid, huddling together, the cities of each Beast Race, Demon Race also began to gather in imitation.

This scene left other states stunned.

"Are they crazy? Economy, various transport routes, directly paralyzed!"

"Huddling together, tightly grouped, frantically building defense, and it is said they are still crazily producing grain, stockpiling various foods, resources?"

"Is the apocalypse really coming?"

The untraceable threat of apocalypse theory is slowly spreading.

Even some Great Sects were deeply afraid:

Could it be, the Chronicles of Time are going to explode, the big one is coming?

Gods and Demons will wreak havoc, and the entire Nine-State itself will become a super-large tomb Secret Realm?

Of course, some believe it’s a conspiracy:

It is deliberately scaring us, diverting our attention, not wanting us to assassinate that Saint.

Thus, they were gathering even more frequently, secretly plotting, preparing to do something big.

...

Not only did people from a thousand state cities come, but cultivators from each continent also joined the fun.

Bai Xingling, as a Two-Phase Great Cultivator, also successfully passed Xirong Academy’s interview these days, becoming a temporary probationary instructor.

Assigned employee dormitory, employee card, and various welfare facilities.

The basic monthly salary was 3,000 Magic Coins, and this was just probation, not converted into permanent.

If invited for lectures, combat, leading teams into Secret Realms, additional fees were needed.

Considering all factors, monthly earnings exceeded 10,000 Magic Coins.

This shows how large expenses those big powers had to support these tributors and provide resources.

This also led to their high earnings and even higher spending.

But Bai Xingling was still not satisfied, sighing: "With this monthly salary, don’t know how long it will take to recover my Magical Artifact taken by space turbulence."

"But here money is not important, relationships and connections are; offering Magical Artifacts to Xirong Divine Craftsman as a tributor and teacher should be normal?"

Just took office without classes.

The few Two-Phase Realm instructors also did not conduct classes but sat together chatting and getting acquainted.

They came from each continent.

Whether there were internal moles, nobody knew.

Bai Xingling believed there certainly were; quite possibly, except for himself, the Loose Cultivator, all were internal moles sent by various forces.

But what did it matter to him?

Though not a mole, he had no sense of belonging here.

Being not a direct lineage cultivated since childhood, who would truly work hard?

He recalled the phrase he heard unintentionally from Dizzy: "Paid to take a dump."

Initially, he thought it referred to the Xin Dynasty Saint, but upon thinking, it had a different meaning, and to be honest, it was quite fitting.

Soon, they glanced at each other, "Since there are no classes now, let’s go see the Capital City."

"Indeed, time to explore the Secret Realm." Someone couldn’t sit still; how lively the Secret Realm of Capital City was? Everyone was eager to explore; missing any opportunity would be regrettable.

Moreover.

They were just tributors, most of the time was free.

"Let’s head to the Capital City Secret Realm, let’s go together to uncover the secrets of the Capital City."

Bai Xingling was all smiles.

His Divine Techniques allowed him to be particularly good at tomb raiding, confident he would make a fortune, recovering the treasures lost in turbulence.

In no time, these individuals sat cross-legged within Xirong Academy, dispatched their Dharma Aspects, and delved into the Nursery, entering the Capital City to explore this newly opened vast Secret Realm.