I am a living immortal.

Chapter 605 Autumn

Both sides were a little surprised when they heard what Xuan Mo said.

Finally, Qing Yu said, "Since you've won, the prize belongs to you." While these four spiritual treasures are rare, they're not essential. This time, Xuan Mo used brutal means to resolve the grudge between the two major water systems. A mere spiritual treasure is nothing.

If a fight really breaks out, it will be a serious blow to the enemy.

This favor must be accepted; a spiritual treasure alone is not enough. Furthermore, if one insists that the place where this spiritual treasure was born is an unowned land, then this spiritual treasure is naturally ownerless. It belongs to those with virtue, and martial virtue is also virtue. Since both parties were taken in by Xuan Mo Yihua, they had long since lost the qualification to compete for the spiritual treasure.

They didn't know when they got the spiritual treasure Xuan Mo.

Giving it to Xuan Mo was understandable. Besides, there was only one of these spiritual treasures, and even though it was a four-life set, even a fool could see that a set would be most effective. Even if Xuan Mo didn't want it, who else would he give it to? It wouldn't be appropriate to give it to anyone. It was inappropriate to start a dispute again after just making peace.

When Xuan Mo took it, both the Chengde River lineage and the Hengtong River lineage were convinced, and this was a conviction based on strength.

"Then I won't be polite." Xuan Mo took it without hesitation. This magical treasure was extraordinary at first glance, and it could allow the Mirage Dragon to refine a human puppet.

He'd heard Su Mu talk about Nezha, the lotus root that reshaped his body, the Fire Spear, the Wind Fire Wheel, the Universe Ring, the Chaos Heaven Ribbon, and so on. This intrigued Xuan Mo, and he planned to collect the whole set bit by bit, like collecting figurines, so he could change his identity and go out and have fun.

Doesn't Su Mu already have one in Heaven? Xuan Mo thought he could create one too, and then ask the Saint Lord to use his connections to name him the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly.

Lezi, how should I put it, he is worthy of being raised by Su Mu.

Seeing Xuan Mo accept it, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Then, Qin Shu thanked him and left. She would not appear in front of Xuan Mo for a while.

As for escaping? Qing Yu was also preparing to leave. However, before leaving, he informed Xuan Mo that the dragons would find a way to deal with the resentful dragons roaming the Chengde River. Previously, they had been too busy with the confrontation with the Hengtong River lineage to deal with it, but now they had the time, as this was dragon territory after all.

Xuan Mo nodded. "That's good news. I'll tell Wei Ming about it. Oh, Wei Ming is from the Yan Dynasty, and the Yan Dynasty is the country on the other side of the Chengde River."

Qing Yu is ashamed, you don't have to explain.

"Then I'll take my leave. If you need any help, you can come to Chengdejiang to find me." Although he felt that Xuan Mo probably didn't need his help, he still wanted to say it.

After saying that, Qing Yu roared like a dragon and left with a group of dragon and water creatures.

Xuan Mo returned to Yujiang Pass in a happy mood.

Wei Ming was still busy. Seeing Xuan Mo coming back, he put down the memorial in his hand, handed him a plate of cakes and asked, "What's the situation with the Dragon Clan?"

Xuan Mo picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it. He said, "It's solved. There's also good news. The dragon tribe has freed up their hands. They are ready to clean up the 'filth' in this section of Chengde River."

"That's great!" This was the best news Wei Ming had heard in the past few days.

He had originally taken it for granted that it would take a lot of effort for the Demon Slaying Division to clear one or two waterways. It was not impossible to completely solve the problem, but it would take a long time.

After receiving the news from the commander-in-chief, the higher-ups sped up their efforts. They had originally thought they'd have to wait a while, but with most of the people in the neighboring country having fled, the barbarians hadn't found much of anything valuable. With winter approaching, they were struggling to find food and fodder every day. They'd harvested something, but it was only enough to last them through the winter.

Now everyone is gathering food for the winter.

The wild wheat was already being harvested, demonstrating the food shortage. Now, as they needed to gather food, they would fight a decisive battle once winter was over and the weather warmed up. The timeframe, originally more than a year, had been reduced to just six months.

The weather outside is different every day.

The riverbank was still damp, and Wei Ming was trying to figure out how to prevent people from freezing to death. He couldn't even think about cotton-padded clothes or quilts; they were priceless. He could only ask a mirage dragon to transport straw, but the dragon spitted in his face: "What kind of straw are you transporting? You can't even make back the money you spent on it. Who would do that?"

Don't think that Mirage Dragon is just a hobbyist, but play is play and jokes are jokes, but serious matters are still between public and private.

Unfortunately, Wei Ming was short of money. The silver he received from the court was not enough, and most of it was used to buy food. There were not many jobs for relief in winter, and without a source of income, he would starve to death.

Even if they stayed in their den every day, the food needed for two bowls of thin porridge a day was a huge sum of money. How could they possibly buy winter supplies? Having straw was good enough. If it weren't for Wei Ming's persuasive talk, these people wouldn't even have straw.

After countless eye rolls from the mirage dragon, he finally agreed, raising the price slightly to avoid losing too much. Dozens of boatloads of straw filled the cracks in the slums outside the city, keeping them at least a little warm. The rest was left to fate.

Alas, sometimes it's not easy to care about the people; it's not something you can just say. And for those incorruptible officials, maintaining integrity is already a rare sight. If they want to care about the people, they can only work hard to implement one policy after another. But how effectively can these policies be implemented?

When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer. This is not just talk.

When I discussed the ideal with Su Mu, we talked about the world being one, but it was still far away.

Xuan Mo had no idea what Wei Ming was thinking. He was used to the suffering of the world, and he didn't share Wei Ming's lofty ideals. In reality, Xuan Mo's thinking mirrored Su Mu's: if they met, they would show compassion and help; if they didn't, they would pretend they didn't know, as long as it didn't affect them.

Wei Ming chatted with Xuan Mo for a few minutes and then went to get busy.

The weather outside was getting colder. There were more fishing boats on the river, taking advantage of the autumn season when the fish were at their peak fattening and making a killing. After a while, they wouldn't be out again.

The river was freezing cold in winter, and even in the cabin, the wind would blow in through the cracks, chilling you to the bone. Few people ventured out unless it was absolutely necessary.

At that time, it was different from modern times. If you accidentally fell into the river, you would definitely die. Even if you didn't drown, you would freeze to death if you soaked in it for a short time. It was not worth it.

However, there is no shortage of helpless and courageous people in this world. So although the river surface in winter is not as prosperous as before, there are still fishing boats.

However, the ships traveling back and forth for trade were not affected.

Cross-strait trade brought these merchant ships a tidy profit. The grain on one side of the river fetched several times the price on the other side, and some unscrupulous traders even saw profits dozens of times higher. Demand outstripped supply. In troubled times, food was scarce.