Guyu was thus drawn into the rhythm by Lin Yun, and she never thought of hiding the information about the Divine Country; in her view, it wasn’t something that needed to be concealed.

The so-called Canglan Divine Country had been in decay for who knows how many years. A tribe that once steadfastly awaited the Divine Spirit had chosen to give up 3,000 years ago, leading to the accelerated destruction of the world.

Now, the faction guarding the Divine Spirit was considering following the example of that tribe that had wanted to leave. Despite this, there was still no unified opinion within.

At least near the Divine Altar there was a source of water, and places for grazing and farming, as well as dangerous terrain for defense, whereas once the tribe left, not to mention the ongoing wars outside, the issue of supplies along the way was also a problem. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Like now, when water resources were depleting worldwide, outside of the tribe, cannibalism had become a common occurrence, even...

Jingzhe could talk about cooking Lin Yun with such an eager look, upon further consideration...

It was not too acceptable within the same tribe, but there were no such restrictions for different tribes.

Therefore, within the tribe, there were conservatives and radicals. The conservatives feared that once outside, not to mention whether they could find a way out, they might become food for other tribes along the journey. Too many years had passed, and even if they shared the same ancestors at the beginning, with the passage of time, they were no longer considered the same people.

The conservatives’ fears were reasonable; for radicals looking for a way out, it was a huge gamble.

However, everyone knew that if things continued this way, the water around the Divine Altar would eventually run out, and one day, there wouldn’t be enough resources to sustain everyone, and people would die of dehydration.

If they didn’t consider leaving while there was water, by the day they had nothing left to consume, there would be no chance to leave.

The debate over leaving or staying had been going on for some years now, and all sorts of thoughts were germinating in the hearts of the tribespeople. For now, it hadn’t escalated to the point of splitting, but it was only a matter of time.

And it was at this juncture that Lin Yun appeared.

The appearance of Lin Yun can be said to have given the radicals a powerful boost, for Lin Yun was clearly not from their world.

He was immaculately clean, and though he had no cultivation level, he seemed to be filled with spiritual energy.

They hadn’t seen someone so overflowing with spiritual energy in a very long time. If not for Guyu stopping them, Lin Yun really would have been eaten like Xuanzang.

Guyu hadn’t realized that just by having a casual chat with Lin Yun, he had already figured out how to instigate internal strife within the tribe.

This tribe, which seemed quite peaceful, was actually a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

Lin Yun hadn’t recovered his cultivation level yet, but his ability to create trouble was still not bad.

After hearing Guyu’s introduction about who wanted to leave and who wanted to stay, Lin Yun suddenly asked earnestly, "If I talk to you now, will the people outside hear us?"

Not understanding Lin Yun’s intentions but seeing his serious expression, Guyu took out a very ancient Jade Token, which seemed to have raindrops on it.

"Wind!"

Upon Guyu’s crisp command, gusts of wind enveloped the small house.

Lin Yun couldn’t help but feel puzzled; he hadn’t sensed any fluctuations of spiritual energy. It wasn’t that his perception was lacking, but rather that the spell didn’t seem to need spiritual power to be activated.

How odd!

Lin Yun suspected that it had to do with the Jade Token. He had his guesses but didn’t continue to probe Guyu’s treasure.

"You can speak now."

Guyu gave Lin Yun quite a bit of trust, which was because Lin Yun had flattered her well. Their previous conversation was pleasant, and with this foundation, Guyu chose to make arrangements just based on a few words from Lin Yun.

"If I’m not mistaken, you might be in danger," Lin Yun said.

Upon hearing this, Guyu naturally disbelieved.

"How is that possible! I am a Divine Envoy."

Even though the Divine Spirit hadn’t manifested for a long time, the Divine Envoys who depended on the Divine Spirit for their status were even less significant.

But this idea was too presumptuous, like someone who has knelt for too long might find it difficult to stand. They were accustomed to the existence of the Divine Spirit and had grown used to bowing under the majesty of the Divine Spirit generation after generation.

Even if the Divine Spirit didn’t appear, the Divine Envoy, as representatives of the Divine Spirit, still retained their authority.

Passed down from generation to generation, the Divine Envoys have always been the most noble.

Not only that, the Divine Envoys also wield power that ordinary people don’t have, which is key to maintaining their rule.

A rule without force is like the moon reflected in water, a flower in a mirror—illusory. Only true power can enforce obedience.

Guyu felt that as a Divine Envoy, who would dare to kill her?

Moreover, she wasn’t so easy to kill. Her strength was relatively powerful among the few remaining Divine Envoys.

"Are you thinking that because of your high status, it is unrealistic that someone would openly attempt to kill you, and in secret your strength is formidable, with not many able to defeat you? And so, you think that I’m just fearmongering?" Lin Yun said.

Discovering that Lin Yun had hit the nail on the head, Guyu remained defiant, replying, "That’s right, what about it?"

"It’s precisely because you have such thoughts that you might die even faster."

Seeing Guyu’s incredulous face, Lin Yun knew that she was not far from falling into the trap.

This trickster, the fear isn’t that others won’t believe; the only fear is that they won’t listen. As long as she’s willing to listen, it’s very easy to trick her.

Even an able-bodied person can be tricked into becoming disabled, let alone the fact that what Lin Yun said was logical and well-founded, not completely nonsense.

"You just said among those who tried to leave, there was you, as well as Yushui and Qingming, two Divine Envoys, whose powers are even stronger."

"Yes, and now with you here, as long as you tell them that you really come from the outside world, we can definitely persuade more tribespeople to leave with us."

"Have you ever thought that there are some people who don’t want to leave with you? Not everyone is like you, thinking of striving for the sake of future generations. They just want to live well in the present and don’t care about their descendants after they die.

At least, the current resources, though a bit tight, are still enough to support your lives for dozens of years. But once you leave this place, you could lose your lives at any moment."

Guyu had to admit that Lin Yun was right; indeed, a portion of the people would rather idle around until death than leave this place and venture into the outside world.

For a moment, Guyu felt a little temperamental, on one hand indignant about those internal dissenters, and on the other hand, it seemed as if Lin Yun was suggesting that she wasn’t handling things properly.

So, Guyu shared the plan she had long thought of, saying, "We’ve already discussed it; if those people stubbornly refuse to leave, we’ll split up. We’ll go our way, and they can stay theirs."

The issue of leaving or staying had been debated for who knows how many years—Guyu’s previous generation had quarreled over it, and in her generation, the radicals had become even more radical, which was to be expected. Therefore, under conflicting opinions, a division was inevitable.

Lin Yun had already anticipated her idea, and with a slight smile, he said, "If that’s the case, you’ll die even quicker."

Guyu’s forehead filled with question marks; on what basis?

"Think about it, if you’re determined to leave, this time you’re going to need to prepare more resources for the journey, right?"

"Of course."

"So there you have it, the answer is clear. If you decide to leave, you may take a large amount of the resources with you, which could affect the lives of those who wish to stay. You’ll have left to face the challenges of the outside, while they’ll be left guarding the already scarce resources, worrying about invasions from foreign enemies.

If they take care of you, the ones who want to leave will be without a leader, and they can continue living with the current resources."

"Impossible!"

Guyu rejected Lin Yun’s words, and then seriously said, "I know you may have a bad impression of him because of what Jingzhe said, but there’s no need to think so poorly of everyone."

As she spoke, Guyu looked at Lin Yun, waiting for him to counter her argument, preemptively predicting what he might say so she could quickly and precisely rebuttal.

However, Lin Yun didn’t argue with her, merely sighed and said, "You were the only one who spoke up for me earlier. I just don’t want you to die like that, that’s all."

Guyu: "..."

When Lin Yun didn’t argue back, she suddenly didn’t know how to respond to him.

Thinking it over, what Lin Yun said did make sense, although it indeed reflected a terribly negative view of people, but...

What if?

Considering this possibility, Guyu’s expression grew much graver.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be careful. You get some good rest yourself," Guyu said with complex feelings, not wanting to speak more with Lin Yun, she then deactivated her Divine Skills and went out.

Lin Yun sighed again, ensuring that Guyu heard him, before slowly lying down.

Good, the seeds of trouble had been sown—what came next was to see how things would unfold.

Lin Yun didn’t intend to trap Guyu; in fact, analyzing the situation for her was advantageous no matter how one looked at it. She wanted to leave this place and seek another way out, and Lin Yun had simply given her a push.

However, one must be strong to forge iron; what mattered most was to recover his Cultivation Level. When the time came, he’d just have to beat down anyone who opposed him.

Yet, Lin Yun, even after meditating cross-legged for quite a while, hadn’t absorbed a bit of Spiritual Power. He was used to having Xiao Qing help with the breathing exercises, and doing it on his own was really quite uncomfortable.

But not having absorbed any Spiritual Energy at all, this place was really too much.

Even Lin Yun couldn’t sense his Dantian at all, feeling nothing but emptiness after a long sensing attempt.

It was over, his capabilities couldn’t really be ruined, could they?

Xiao Qing, are you there? If you are, come out and work!

A boss without a worker was nothing.

While Lin Yun agonized over his Cultivation Level, Guyu, also troubled, prepared to find Yushui and Qingming for a talk.

She’d take Lin Yun’s words as an exaggeration, but would listen nonetheless.

She hadn’t gone far before she saw Jingzhe lurking nearby.

What was he doing here, sneaking around?

Guyu automatically thought about this question—had it been any other time, she might have merely wondered, but now, after hearing Lin Yun’s analysis, she was startled.

Could it be, he was really planning to make a move ahead of schedule?