Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

Another autumn breeze blows in, and the streets are filled with a faint autumn atmosphere. On the bluestone path, ancient trees are towering, and fallen leaves are flying, laying a golden carpet. The moss on the city wall gradually turns yellow, and the ancient buildings look particularly vicissitudes in the autumn sun.

On this street, a white-haired man came to a tall gate. With a look of awe on his face, he looked up at the three large characters written in a flamboyant style on the gate: Palace of the Human King.

At this moment, the Qianyan soldiers standing on both sides of the gate, wearing yellow-brown armor, shouted: "Who are you?"

The white-haired man recovered and bowed slightly to the two Qianyan soldiers: "I am Mingxing, a citizen of the Salt God, and I wish to see the Human King."

This man was Mingxing, a descendant of the Salt God who was responsible for transporting the salt from the Salt God’s territory to Guiliji and selling it.

The Qianyan Army guarding the gate was surprised and immediately said, "Wait here, I will go back and report!"

After saying this, the Qianyan soldier entered through a small door near the main gate.

After a while, the small door opened again, and a beautiful woman walked in. She looked at the white-haired man in front of her with a smile, and then saw that there was no one behind the man. The smile on her face disappeared, and she asked with some doubt: "Brother Mingxing, why did you come here several days in advance?"

"Miss Ninghui, please help me report that I need to see the Human King."

This beautiful woman is Ninghui, the person in charge of current transactions with other demon gods’ subjects.

Ning Hui looked at Ming Xing's slightly awed and fearful expression, and couldn't help but frowned: "Okay, I'll go and report to the Human King for you."

At this moment in the Fengtian Hall, a young man was sitting in the main seat, looking at the two people beside him with a smile. A tall woman with black-blue hair tied into a ponytail bent down, revealing her perfect body curves, holding a small wooden stick in one hand: "Heaven and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and boundless, I have been teaching you these words for so long, how come you still can't write them?"

As he said this, he used a small wooden stick to hit the blue-haired little girl who was sitting on the stool in front of him. The girl was wearing a white flannel coat and had two horns on her head.

"Master, you can't scold Junior Sister Ganyu like that. You need to teach her skills, and scolding alone won't do." The young man said with a smile, and was immediately met with the angry glare of the woman. "It's all because of you. You always keep your Junior Sister by your side and pamper her."

Hearing this, the young man could only smile bitterly.

At this moment, Ning Hui stepped into the hall. She looked up and saw this scene, then lowered her head again: "Ning Hui greets the Human King, Long Live the Human King, True Lord Liu Yun."

The young man sitting in the main seat was none other than the Human King Zhu Yuncheng, and the one he called Master was naturally Master Liuyun Jiefeng.

Ten years later, Zhu Yuncheng's appearance remained the same as it was back then, without any change. However, Gan Yu, at the age of thirty, had already started learning to read and write like an ordinary human child of four or five years old.

"Ninghui, is there anything wrong?" When Zhu Yuncheng saw the latter, the smile on his face immediately disappeared and he asked indifferently.

"Human King, Mingxing, a descendant of the Salt God, wants to see you. However, he came alone this time without a salt transport caravan."

Zhu Yuncheng narrowed his eyes at Ninghui's words. Since he didn't bring any salt, then why did Mingxing come here? "Let him come over."

"Yes." Ninghui bowed her head and took her leave. Soon, Mingxing stepped in. He just looked up at Zhu Yuncheng sitting in the main seat and lowered his head without daring to speak.

Mingxing still remembers that ten years ago, Zhu Yuncheng patted him on the shoulder and told him that his grandfather had done him a favor, and that he could tell him if he needed anything. The Human King at that time was kind, but the Human King now is majestic.

"Long live the King of Man." Mingxing bowed and saluted.

Zhu Yuncheng did not speak, but looked at Mingxing quietly. Without his words, Mingxing did not dare to make any movement and just kept bending over. Liuyun continued to teach the sad-looking little Ganyu to write without any scruples. Ninghui lowered her head and dared not speak. As time passed, Mingxing gradually felt a pain in his waist, and at the same time, his inner panic became even worse.

"Tell me, why did you come here alone?" After several minutes, Zhu Yuncheng spoke coldly.

As soon as Mingxing stood up, he heard Zhu Yuncheng scolding him: "Did I tell you to get up? Kneel down!"

The sound shook the entire Fengtian Palace, and it echoed endlessly, frightening Mingxing so much that he knelt on the ground: "Human King, please listen to me! I am doing this because of the order of our Yancheng Human King."

Zhu Yuncheng stood up and walked down the stairs step by step: "Give me a reason. If I am not satisfied, you Yancheng should just find a way to dig for precious jade yourself."

Mingxing knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe. When he heard Zhu Yuncheng's words, he immediately told him the whole story.

Starting from two years ago, every once in a while, the snow-capped mountains not far from the Salt of the Earth would appear to flash with a strange white light, followed by a large number of snow-capped mountain monsters invading Yancheng. At first, they could still resist, but as the shaking of the snow-capped mountains has become more and more obvious in recent years, the monsters that came down from them have become stronger and stronger. The people of Yancheng have no way to farm outside of Yancheng and can only retreat to Yancheng. Fortunately, with the presence of the Salt God Heuliah, those monsters cannot cause any impact on Yancheng.

But the Yancheng man Wang knew that this was not a solution. If he could not farm, the food in Yancheng would be eaten up one day. After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to send Mingxing here to ask for help.

"King of Guili, if you don't help our Yancheng overcome the difficulties, no salt will enter Guili in the future." After Mingxing finished speaking, he heard Zhu Yuncheng laugh.

"Ha, no salt can enter Guili, hahahahahahaha." Zhu Yuncheng seemed to have heard a joke. Although he was laughing, his eyes were extremely cold. After laughing, he stared at Mingxing: "It seems that you still don't understand your own status. In the beginning, it was you from Yancheng who brought salt to my Guiliji to exchange for cloth and precious jade, because you from Yancheng lacked cloth and precious jade, but we in Guiliji are not short of salt!"

Mingxing broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to speak.

Zhu Yuncheng stared at Mingxing and said, "Go back and ask your human king. If you want us to go back to help them, we need to pay 5 million kilograms of salt every year. We in Guili can go without salt for three years, but can you in Yancheng go without grain for three years?"

Looking at Mingxing's departing back, Zhu Yuncheng fell into deep thought.

The snow mountain has been shaking and emitting strange light for years. This is not a good sign. At this stage, there is a Frost Sky Nail on the snow mountain that suppresses the earth veins. Could it be that there is a problem with the Frost Sky Nail?

Combined with what people from Chenyu Valley said, the response from Sky Island has become more and more obvious recently, and human voices can be heard. Zhu Yuncheng estimated that the war with demons is about to begin.

"Yuncheng, what are you thinking about?" Liu Yun asked when he saw Zhu Yuncheng lost in thought.

"Master, I want to go to the snowy mountains."