I am a living immortal.

Information about that war was quickly hushed up.

Many people didn't know what had happened, only that the war was so brutal that it severely damaged the top sects. Shang Jing Sect was completely wiped out, and it would be difficult for them to develop again.

Fortunately, the Shangjing Sect's headmaster was still around, and several disciples and elders had escaped unscathed. Unfortunately, this number of men was a drop in the bucket compared to their peak strength. If it weren't for their peak combat power, the Shangjing Sect might have been kicked out of the ranks of the top sects. Furthermore, there's still a lot to discuss about this war, and it feels a bit confusing.

These things need to be dealt with slowly later.

There were also refugees from Northern Wasteland. The battle between Mirage Dragon and Li Shu had razed an area the size of dozens of counties, including the heart of Northern Wasteland, its most prosperous district. Rebuilding it would likely take many years.

The Daxi Imperial Family had now issued a relief program to resettle the refugees. Fortunately, this was a world of immortals, not an ordinary dynasty, so the cultivators could still produce enough food by working overtime.

The only thing worth noting is that the Mirage Dragon has cleared all the auras from this part of Northern Wasteland State, but it won't be restored for years, or even decades. The land's veins have been broken, and can only be slowly healed by the cave itself.

Although it could be accelerated, the current situation required a lot of work, and the resources in the cave heaven were limited. One doesn't know the value of firewood, rice, oil, and salt until one manages the household. Furthermore, Li Shu had previously squandered his luck recklessly, so these resources were not unlimited.

Mirage Dragon had been incredibly busy lately, but he was also enjoying it. He had been trying to weave a new system within the existing framework. Transforming the world wasn't something that could be accomplished overnight; even at the fastest pace, it would still take at least hundreds of years and several generations of change.

Shen Qiu has not been idle recently. He has been following behind the mirage dragon to observe the operation of the cave and the underlying logic.

Perhaps this is because the cave heaven transformed by the Golden Crow is fundamentally different from the world in the painting, but the operating principles are basically the same, which made Shen Qiu gain a lot.

The entire cave world became busy.

Perhaps the ones with the least time were Su Mu and the old goat. The puppet made by the mirage dragon stayed by their side.

This cave was complete, with mountains, rivers, lakes, the sun, moon, and stars, each with its own set of operating rules. Although the stars and the bright moon in the sky were just projections from the outside world, one thing was real: the sun hanging in the sky.

Ever since the world will of the cave world discovered in Li Shu's memory rose high into the sky and merged with the sun in the sky, this sun has become more real.

Although this will is still ignorant, it is foreseeable that the echoes of Jinwu's life, combined with the ignorant will of the world, will produce unknown effects.

Su Mu looked up and saw that the giant bird in the sun was still there, and it had become much more agile.

"Do you think a brand new Golden Crow will be born?" Su Mu suddenly asked.

Mirage Dragon was stunned. He looked at Su Mu and wanted to answer categorically that it was impossible, but looking at the giant bird flapping its feathers in the sun, he changed his words and said, "Actually, it's not impossible."

This world is all created by the Golden Crow. In fact, every living being born in this world possesses a certain degree of Golden Crow bloodline. Some may be overt, like the Great Xi royal family, while others may remain undetected. Others may be overt, yet never be able to utilize it, save perhaps for a healthier body.

So for Da Xi, it is not impossible that someone from the people would suddenly be chosen to be the emperor.

Not only that, the Golden Crow turned into a cave, its bones turned into towering mountains, its flesh turned into fertile land, its feathers turned into vast forests, and its marrow turned into spiritual veins and ore.

This change was all-encompassing. Su Mu felt like Pangu, transforming the world into a whole.

One had to admit that the Innate Gods were truly formidable, immortal and indestructible...wait, now that the Golden Crow had transformed the world, was he dead or alive? If he was alive, did that mean that while the Innate Gods couldn't kill them, they could somehow keep them in a half-dead state, and keep that state going?

If he is dead, it means that innate gods can also die.

Moreover, according to what Shenlong said, Jinwu was born because of Dijun.

"Is Jinwu an innate god or an acquired god?" Su Mu asked directly.

"Uh..." Shenlong was a little confused by this question. He seemed not to have thought about it carefully, but when he thought about it carefully, the Golden Crow should not be considered an innate god.

"No, the Golden Crows aren't innate gods. They were born by Emperor Jun, so they're considered his offspring. Innate gods can't actually reproduce like humans. They're the embodiment of rules, and while they can't reproduce, they can create. Most acquired gods were created by these beings, and if they're integrated into one's bloodline, then it's reasonable to call them offspring."

"Among these acquired gods, some are quite powerful, such as Jinwu. They are naturally friendly to the sun and already control some of the sun's power."

"Come to think of it, Di Jun created them not to fight for the power of the sun, right?" As the mirage dragon spoke, he thought of something.

“Seize power?”

"Yes, it's not difficult to master the rules, but it's very difficult to control them. Concepts are derivative, and authority is unique. If someone controls the sun before the innate god with the authority of the sun is born, then the original innate god will no longer be born. This is preempting authority."

"That's really possible." Su Mu thought, according to Di Jun's character, it would really be something he could do.

"But in the end, he failed." Shenlong thought of the secret that Lu Wu had told him and gloated.

"Originally, he wanted to control the sun through the Golden Crows, but the sun's authority was too important. It would be like a snake swallowing an elephant. The world couldn't possibly lend such power to him. But the sun was already bound to the Golden Crows, and not even the world could tamper with it, unless he wanted to start over, just like he cut himself off in the first place."

“So, there were negotiations with Emperor Jun.”

"The sun is still the sun, but the Golden Crow has been stripped of its intelligence. The few remaining Golden Crows have also been transformed into caves. Perhaps these Golden Crows volunteered at first, but now it seems that Emperor Jun, with the idea of ​​recycling waste, has completely wiped out their intelligence, turning them into a gathering place for faith."

"What a great play about family ethics! It's truly impressive."