Although this was within the Cloud Realm, the citizens of the Great Yi Dynasty continued to enjoy the same treatment and benefits as before. First and foremost, everyone was given the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation and become a cultivator. In the Cloud Realm, the environmental conditions were far superior to other places, making it much easier to begin the journey. Once one became a cultivator, their entire life would change dramatically.
Having personally experienced the collapse of their former dynasty, the people now possessed a burning desire to control their own destinies. Cultivation was a tangible, visible path forward.
From the depths of their hearts, they had already begun to accept the legitimacy of the Great Yi Dynasty.
Unlike the monarchies they had known before, which thrived on ignorance and subjugation, Great Yi sought to enlighten its citizens. Its ideal was to make everyone as mighty as dragons—"To become a cultivator is to become a dragon. To ignite one's bloodline is to become a true dragon."
This time, the migration included not only human civilians, but also over five million soldiers from the Great Wei Dynasty. Though not yet as formidable as Great Yi's own troops, these were seasoned warriors. By retraining under the "Heavenly Soldier Battle Canon" and using various cultivation resources, they could be rapidly strengthened to become reliable assets.
It was a massive addition to Great Yi's military force.
Among these soldiers were also many prominent generals from the Great Wei Dynasty—Xu Huang and Zhang Liao among them.
Although Cao Cao had sacrificed the Great Wei's destiny to establish the Thieves' Sect—essentially becoming the founder of an entire school of thought—not all his generals were willing to become tomb robbers. Some still longed to fight on the battlefield for the Human Race, to earn honor through war and conquest.
So when they learned there was a chance to enter the Great Yi Dynasty, they weighed their options and stepped into the Tower's spatial passage.
Now, they felt more confident than ever in their decision.
It was undeniably another great opportunity.
"Xu Huang!"
"Zhang Liao!"
"Bringing five million soldiers to pay respects to the Emperor of Yi!"
Xu Huang and Zhang Liao were clearly in their prime—energetic, spirited, and radiating the presence of battle-hardened warriors. Among the soldiers, they stood out like cranes among chickens.
"All soldiers, rise. Settle into Great Yi first. No matter where you once came from, as of now, you are citizens of the Great Yi Dynasty. Any lost glory from your past—go reclaim it on the battlefield, with iron and blood!"
Yi Tianxing nodded in approval.
These were top-tier battlefield commanders, no less capable than his own. He had every intention of recruiting them fully into Great Yi's command, but he wouldn't rush. After all, they weren't going anywhere now.
Soon, Jia Yucun and other officials began the registration process, adding them to the household registry and issuing Heaven Registration Cards. They were also given basic communication wristwatches. Cooks were already preparing food. Everything moved with practiced efficiency.
With those communication wristwatches, they could quickly become familiar with Great Yi's systems and fully appreciate its benefits.
Three days passed quickly.
In that time, the Cloud Realm was bustling with activity.
Generals like Zhou Yu had begun expanding outward from Yi Prefecture, not toward Skyhawk Island this time, but in all four directions—east, south, and west. Not just the military, but bounty hunters were also exploring.
Over the past few months, many solitary islands had been discovered in the surrounding seas.
Although these islands were small and not rich in resources—most were desolate, dominated by sea beasts—they still held value. Each time such an island was found, it was reported to the Hunter's Palace, which issued rewards.
Soon afterward, Feng Shui masters from the Celestial Observation Division would arrive, bringing floating Immortal Cities to the islands. These cities began transforming the environment—channeling spiritual veins, planting trees and grass, and reviving the land's vitality, silently expanding the territory of Great Yi.
With each new Immortal City built, a batch of civilians from the Great Wei Dynasty was relocated there, helping them fully integrate into the new empire.
Everything was developing in a favorable direction.
Yi Tianxing had since gone into seclusion.
He hadn't left the imperial palace but had taken a few days to enjoy the pleasures of life with Cai Yan and his other consorts—indulging in carefree nights and passionate embraces. Their unique charms offered him unrivaled joy, beyond what words could describe.
But as sweet as the "gentle land" was, now was not the time to lose himself in indulgence.
Yi Tianxing entered the second layer of the Cloud Realm.
Here, a long-hidden entity known as the Mysterious Auction House resided. Its location was completely concealed—no one but Yi Tianxing even knew it existed.
With a single thought, he entered the auction space.
What he saw was simple, yet utterly different from any ordinary auction house.
Floating before him was a mysterious throne, suspended in midair. He instinctively knew—it belonged to him.
The rest of the space was void. Rather than an auction house, it was more like a vast, empty dimension.
Seated on the throne, ten shimmering tokens appeared before him—Mysterious Auction Tokens.
Each time the auction was activated, ten tokens would be generated, allowing up to ten participants. Even then, some might choose not to attend, so not every auction would necessarily have ten.
Crucially, once a person received such a token, they gained permanent access to the Mysterious Auction House.
"We don't need too many participants—just the most elite clientele. One year, two years, three years—step by step, the Mysterious Auction House can become one of the grandest gatherings in the Eternal World."
Yi Tianxing was confident. Over time, this would become a must-attend event for the strongest cultivators in existence. The auctioned items would be incredible treasures—rare, peerless wonders.
A gathering for the true elites of heaven and earth.
"Time is both the most precious and the most worthless thing of all…"
"Go now—select those with fate!"
With a wave, the ten tokens vanished into dimensional rifts, randomly scattering across the Eternal World.
Yi Tianxing could not control the process, nor could he predict who would receive them. It could be a beggar, a wild dog, or anyone—from any race, any strength.
"Let's see what kind of interesting participants fate will bring me."
Yi Tianxing couldn't help but feel a touch of anticipation.
Elsewhere, in the Eternal World stood a mystical mountain—not an ordinary one, but a Mirror Mountain, a Glazed Mountain. Every stone was a mirror: convex, concave, magnifying, shrinking, flat—countless varieties. It was a realm of reflection.
At the summit stood a palace of pure glazed crystal, gleaming with indescribable brilliance. Inside, mirrors lined every surface.
Seated before one was a woman in white palace robes, calmly grooming her silver-white hair. Her eyes were like countless rhombus-shaped mirrors.
"Mirror, oh mirror—tell me, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"
she asked gently.
From the mirror, a voice responded:
"The most beautiful woman in the world is naturally Her Majesty, the Mirror Spirit Queen. None can compare. There is no need for doubt."
Sincerity and reverence flowed through the words.
"Very good. You're honest. This Queen is pleased."
She smiled.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the space before her twisted, and a glowing token appeared—radiant like a star.
"A Mysterious Token!"
The woman showed rare surprise. This was Mirror Mountain—a place none could enter without her permission. For a token to teleport here uninvited was simply unthinkable.
And yet, as she looked at the token, a message naturally appeared in her mind:
"Mysterious Auction House—Once you enter, your fate has already changed. You will trade with powerful beings across the Eternal World—even across life and death, across distance and time. In the auction house, all deals are face-to-face."