Once the vast quantities of corpses and flesh were in his hands, Qi Ping began to decompose and seal them entirely within the ley lines.
'With this seal, it should be enough to sustain the world for a period of time.'
'Next, I must bet on whether enough experts can be promoted during this interval.'
Having reached this step, Qi Ping had finally cleared all existing hidden dangers within the Star-Sea Continent. However, the continent had paid a massive price for this. From the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation, and Void Refinement stages, more than half of the cultivators in these four major realms had perished. The overall spirituality of the world had dropped significantly.
Yet, Qi Ping had felt he had no choice. Everyone knew that the more prosperous a world's living beings were, the better—especially when a crisis was imminent. One should normally minimize the fall of cultivators. But if this group of people had chosen to stir up trouble during an emergency, no one could predict the consequences. It was better to handle them all at the start and then work to mitigate the impact.
'Often, one cannot have it both ways. Instead of being indecisive and facing a predicament passively, it is better to be decisive and cut off the mutated tail.'
'In all things, it is enough to do one's best!'
After Qi Ping finished processing the remains, the personnel and armies involved in the great purge returned. Upon seeing them, Qi Ping immediately sensed something different. From top to bottom, these people exuded an incredibly powerful aura and killing intent. The combined pressure they generated was actually enough to withstand the aura emanating from his own body.
At this moment, Qi Ping knew that once this group united, they already possessed the power to contend with Soul Transformation or even Void Refinement experts. The common knowledge that realms could not be crossed in battle was utterly crushed. Qi Ping even had a faint feeling that if he were to fight this group outside the Star-Sea Nine Domains, he might not be able to defeat this perfectly solidified Qing-God Army.
'Fortunately, such a legendary army is loyal to me. If they were enemies, I fear I wouldn't be able to sleep at all!'
This transformation and growth trend left Qi Ping immensely satisfied. Looking at the vast army before him, clad in standardized artifact armor and stained with blood and pride, a surge of heroic passion rose in Qi Ping's heart. Throughout the history of the Star-Sea Continent, it seemed no one but him had been able to nurture such a legendary legion.
Shifting his gaze from the Qing-God Army, Qi Ping looked in turn at Wang He, Lin Yue, Meng Tianqi, Bai Liyun, and the Wood Immortal Crone.
Aside from Lin Yue, who still maintained his image of a steady, wise, and trustworthy middle-aged man, the others were all more or less stained with thick blood and killing intent. They hadn't even processed the bloodstains on their bodies. Among them, the killing intent and blood on Wang He and the Wood Immortal Crone were the most intense. The former hated evil with a passion, while the latter carried years of resentment and entanglements; naturally, they had fought the most frantically.
Meng Tianqi and Bai Liyun were much more composed. Both had already transcended such entanglements; their actions were merely a matter of convenience. They had long seen through these layers of conflict, only sighing that over a thousand ancient families with countless years of heritage had been wiped out so cleanly. However, Meng Tianqi's harvest was not small; having witnessed so much life and death, his comprehension of the Intent of Life and Death had deepened.
Qi Ping was very satisfied with the changes in his old friends. Almost everyone had benefited significantly from this journey; some had even begun to break through on the spot. Qi Ping didn't say much to them, only uttering a sentence that left everyone incredibly excited:
"All the spoils of war from this campaign will be distributed! The three armies shall be rewarded, and the blessings shall flow to all citizens of the Star-Sea Nine Domains!"
"The three Void Refinement experts may use the Seven-Colored Ancestral Vein without restriction. Strive to produce a Unity Stage expert in the shortest time possible!"
After saying these two things, Qi Ping dismissed the group, allowing them to take this time to return and meditate. These hard-won insights could not be wasted. Qi Ping hoped that even more Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators would be born among them. If a Unity Stage expert could appear, it would be the best news for the Star-Sea Continent.
As for why he was distributing all the spoils, it was because these resources were no longer of much use to Qi Ping. Only a very few items and certain pieces of knowledge were valuable to him, which Lin Yue would naturally organize and present. It was better to use this as a pretext to reward everyone, blessing every person in the Nine Domains. While significantly boosting the overall strength of the domains, it would also increase the loyalty of his subordinates.
"We thank the Star-Sovereign!"
"Glory to the Star-Sovereign!"
The moment Qi Ping finished speaking, cheers loud enough to shake the stars erupted.
After meeting the Qing-God Army, Qi Ping didn't dwell on other thoughts. He returned to his cave dwelling within the Seven-Colored Ancestral Vein to cultivate in peace. According to his established plan, he would seize every opportunity to enhance his strength. Unknown when it began, such a life had already become his habit. He enjoyed the feeling of exploring the world and the unknown. The process of continuously uncovering mysteries fascinated him.
What pleased Qi Ping even more was that every time he solved a difficult problem, his foundation and strength would grow, or the legacy of the Star-Sea Continent would increase. This positive feedback made Qi Ping even more addicted. Even without external threats, Qi Ping would choose this lifestyle. He truly wanted to know what form the highest power of the world's rules took and where the secret and root of longevity lay.
He loved the feeling of his foundation constantly strengthening. Today, he had nurtured the Qing-God Army, capable of shaking a Void Refinement expert. He had mastered the Prayer Language, which allowed him to manifest supernatural power regardless of his realm. He had raised the Golden Marrow Bees, which had a chance to stabilize at the Emperor grade. He had slowly found one spiritual tree after another with Immortal-grade potential, gradually building a unique sect of spiritual plants.
Beyond these, there was the Star-Sea Academy, flourishing to the extreme; the special Dragon Slumber that ran through the entire Nine Domains; the Golden Marrow Bees advancing rapidly in their honey-brewing skills; the secret realms created by the Void-Aether Fish; and Crowy and the Little Spirit Fox venturing out into the Forest Sea Demon Realm...
All of this was what Qi Ping had slowly accumulated over the passing years. Qi Ping believed that among these foundations, existences that would surprise the Myriad Worlds were bound to appear in the future. He firmly believed that these legacies, built bit by bit, would become part of the indestructible cornerstone of his kingdom. They would be his greatest confidence in facing this world filled with countless terrifying entities!
After cultivating for a time, as expected, Lin Yue sent the items and knowledge that might be of value to Qi Ping as quickly as possible.