The Emperor of Zongmen Workers is here

The spirit boat soared steadily through the clouds, sunlight filtering through them, casting a warm glow over everyone. Jiang Qingwu sat in a corner of the spirit boat, a complex expression on his face. He gently stroked the Qiluan Sword in his hand, his thoughts surging like a tide.

"Qingwu, I'm intervening in your tribulation because the situation compels me." Zhu Guangji's voice echoed through Jiang Qingwu's consciousness, a mixture of helplessness and urgency. "The energy in the Dongxu Realm is disordered, so it must be a problem in the upper realm. I was investigating this matter in the upper realm, but I didn't expect it to stimulate the growth of my own emotions."

Jiang Qingwu frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He unconsciously clenched the Qiluan Sword in his hand and asked softly, "Why are you so concerned about the situation in the Dongxu Realm? Is it just because of your duty?"

Zhu Guangji sighed softly, "I already have a deep affection for the Dongxu Realm. Seeing its cultivation resources becoming increasingly scarce, how can I not be worried? The last time you perished in the Demonic Tide, it was because the entire cultivation world was severely short of cultivation resources. The demons and evil cultivators were wantonly capturing righteous cultivators and plundering their resources. I couldn't sit idly by any longer, so I had to intervene in your tribulation this time."

Jiang Qingwu remained silent, gazing at the Qiluan Sword in her hand. The blade shimmered with a mysterious luster, and the phoenix carving on the hilt was lifelike, as if ready to take flight at any moment. This sword, her life-long weapon, had now come into her hands in such an unexpected way, leaving her with a flood of emotion.

She didn't feel much empathy for what Zhu Guangji said. The reason she didn't doubt Zhu Guangji was because she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the Qiluan Sword. The Qiluan Sword also seemed to sense something and trembled slightly in response to Jiang Qingwu.

"You don't know! In order to increase the cultivation resources for the righteous cultivators, I have spent a huge amount of money. Every blade of grass, every flower and every tree in the secret realm of Youhuang are all transformed from my private collection. The sword tomb in the demon world is also carefully prepared by me for you. In addition to giving you the Qiluan Sword, I also gave you some handy weapons. You disciples of the Wuliang Sect have very good eyes. The spiritual swords you picked up are all my favorite collections." There was a hint of reluctance in Zhuguangji's words, but more of it was the expectation for the future.

"Do you mean that the Youhuang Secret Realm is your private property?" Jiang Qingwu asked doubtfully.

"What else can we do? Cultivation resources are so scarce that those evil demons are using righteous cultivators as cultivation resources. How could there be a secret realm that can be opened?" Zhu Guangji was still upset about the huge loss of funds from her private treasury, so she asked back.

"It's just like that..." Jiang Qingwu was a little speechless at the annoyance in her tone, but he remained unmoved by his identity as the guardian of the rules of heaven.

She shook her head slightly, a look of indifference on her face. "I don't have much empathy. I can be the shooting champion Jiang Qingwu, I can be Jiang Qingwu of the Dongling Jiang family, I can be Jiang Qingwu, the 99th generation disciple of the Wuliang Sect, and I can be Jiang Qingwu, the beloved disciple of Daojun Cangfeng. But I can't empathize with Jiang Qingwu, one of the guardians of the Heavenly Dao rules."

Zhu Guangji said with understanding, "I understand. You haven't officially ascended yet, and haven't regained your memories, so naturally you're just a bystander listening to my stories. But I've already meddled in too much of the mundane world, which is why my emotions have grown so rapidly. I can't continue to interfere in your mundane world. I only hope you can ascend back to take up your duties as soon as possible after the demonic tide. Without a guardian for the rules of heaven, the Dongxu Realm will be shattered by a more powerful plane, ceasing to exist and being swallowed up by a higher plane."

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened. Although she felt conflicted about her role as the guardian of the Heavenly Dao's rules, she also understood the seriousness of the matter. Jiang Qingwu remained silent for a moment, her inner conflict undiminished. She understood the gravity of what Zhu Guangji had said, but she still couldn't easily accept this identity.

"I understand how you feel," Zhu Guangji responded, "but you have to know that this is not just a responsibility; it also concerns the survival of the entire Dongxu Realm."

At this time, Lin Muci came to Jiang Qingwu skipping and jumping, holding a bag of spiritual fruits in his hand.

"Junior Master, have some spiritual fruit." Mo Yunsheng said with a smile, his eyes sparkling.

Jiang Qingwu took the spiritual fruit and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Mo Yunsheng looked at Jiang Qingwu, as if he could sense her worries. "Junior Master, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about something?"

Jiang Qingwu shook his head gently: "Nothing, just thinking about something."

Mo Yunsheng tilted his head and asked curiously, "What's the matter? Can you tell me about it? Maybe I can give you some advice."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Mo Yunsheng's expectant eyes, and her heart warmed. "It's nothing, I'm just a little confused about the future."

"The future?" Mo Yunsheng blinked. "Junior Master, what's there to be confused about in the future? We can cultivate hard together, fight against the demons, and protect the Dongxu Realm. Isn't that great?"

Jiang Qingwu smiled faintly: "You're right, maybe I'm thinking too much."

Lin Muci, who was standing nearby, took a bite of a spiritual fruit and mumbled, "Junior Master, don't overthink it. The most important thing for us now is to improve our own strength so that we can protect ourselves and everyone else from the demonic tide."

Jiang Qingwu nodded, and the confusion in her heart was temporarily diluted by Lin Muci's optimism.

She bit her lip slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of clarity: "I understand." After that, she began to meditate, but in fact she was continuing to talk with Zhu Guangji in her consciousness.

Seeing this, Lin Muci and Mo Yunsheng stopped disturbing her and retreated to a distance to leave her enough personal space.

"Actually, I've already uncovered some clues. When you return to the upper realm and reach the void, you'll find the clues I left for you." Zhu Guangji continued, "The resources you've gathered in the Youhuang Secret Realm are almost complete. They're enough to rapidly propel the Wuliang Sect into a pillar of the cultivation world. You'll also be more prepared to handle the demonic tide eighty-five years from now."

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, and began to ponder the future. She stared at the Qiluan Sword in her hand, lost in thought: "If I were to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Dongxu Realm, I would have to face even more challenges and difficulties. Would I really be able to do it in time?"

At this time, the people on the spirit boat were unaware of the conversation between Jiang Qingwu and Zhu Guangji. They were still immersed in their own world.

Feng Jingchen sat nearby, gently waving a cold jade fan in his hand, his eyes gazing deeply into the distance. His brow furrowed slightly, as if he were pondering something important. His posture was upright, like a pine tree, giving off a sense of calmness and reliability.

Lin Muci, on the other hand, studied the newly acquired immortal herb, a smile of excitement on her face. Her eyes sparkled like twinkling stars. She held the immortal herb in her hands, examining it carefully, muttering to herself from time to time, "This immortal herb is truly magical! I must study it carefully to see what kind of elixir I can make from it."

Zhongli Xiu polished his Yinying Xiaoyuan sword while discussing puppetry techniques with Feng Ci. His face was filled with a thirst for knowledge and anticipation for the future, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm. "Ah Ci, look at the joints of this puppet. If we improve them a bit, can we make its movements more flexible?" Zhongli Xiu asked excitedly.

Feng Ci listened attentively, nodding occasionally and making some gestures with his hands: "Third Brother, you are right. I think we can do some more research on the puppet's power source to improve its endurance."

Su Chen sat quietly in a corner, a medical book in hand, reading intently. His eyes were focused and steady, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. His brows would occasionally furrow slightly, as if he had encountered a problem, but would quickly relax again.

Mo Yunsheng, meanwhile, practiced her musical techniques. Her hands moved gracefully, and melodious music flowed from the guzheng, reverberating across the spirit boat and bringing a sense of tranquility and relaxation to everyone. A faint smile adorned her face, and her fingers danced lightly across the strings like a fluttering butterfly.

Sang Wan stood at the edge of the spirit boat, gazing at the scenery below, a hint of mystery in her eyes. Her figure was graceful, the breeze gently ruffling her hair, adding a touch of softness to her beauty. She pondered her future and her relationship with the people of the Wuliang Sect.

Shi An, on the other hand, was teasing the pet with a gentle smile on his face. His eyes were filled with love for the pet. He held some food in his hands and gently fed it to the pet. His movements were gentle and delicate, as if he was treating his own child.

The atmosphere on the Spirit Boat was peaceful and harmonious, with everyone working towards their goals and missions. However, they were unaware that a greater crisis was quietly brewing.

Jiang Qingwu sat alone, her mind swirling with conflict. As the guardian of the laws of heaven, she understood the heavy responsibility she shouldered.

She thought back to her own experiences in the modern world, how those days of struggle and hard work had only strengthened her character. Now, facing this unfamiliar identity, she felt not the slightest bit of confusion but rather a huge challenge.

She knew that she couldn't live just for herself, she also had to work hard for them and for the future of the Dongxu Realm. Her eyes gradually became firm, and the contradictions in her heart gradually dissipated.

"But isn't the goal I'm giving you now the goal you want to achieve in the future? Dealing with the demonic tide, revenge, ascension, how can these not be the same goal?" Zhu Guangji said the key point in a calm tone.

"Yes, we do indeed reach the same goal through different paths. I was mistaken. So, I'll accept this mission," Jiang Qingwu said with a chuckle, relieved. "I can try to accept this role," Jiang Qingwu thought to himself. "Although it won't be easy, I can't shirk my responsibilities."

There was a firm strength in her eyes, and she held the Qiluan Sword tightly in her hand, as if she had gained courage and determination from the sword.

"Qingwu, have you made up your mind?" Zhu Guangji's voice sounded again.

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, a determined look on his face: "I've made up my mind. I will try to accept this identity and work hard for the future of Dongxu Realm, for myself and the people around me."

Zhu Guangji was delighted. "Great! I believe you will become an excellent guardian of the Heavenly Dao rules. In fact, if I put myself in your shoes, I can understand why it is not easy for you to accept the change of identity. This is also the reason why guardians of previous generations do not interfere with each other's tribulations. We all know that this kind of change is too huge, and we need to slowly comprehend and accept it ourselves. But now the situation is special, and I have to take the risk to intervene. It's great that you can make this decision. When you ascend back, we will protect the Dongxu Realm together."

"Also, if you don't have enough resources for development, I suggest you consider plundering from the demon world and the evil cultivators. After all, aren't the resources of the demons and evil cultivators plundered from other places using improper means?" There was a hint of provocation in Zhu Guangji's words.

Jiang Qingwu frowned, a hint of hesitation on his face: "Plunder? I'd rather call it a chivalrous thief."

"But I need time to make arrangements." Jiang Qingwu finally said, a hint of fighting spirit in her eyes.

"We'll see each other again after you ascend. I'll keep an eye on you in the upper realm. Don't make me wait too long, don't make the common people wait too long..." Zhu Guangji said nothing more and left. She knew Jiang Qingwu needed time to accept all this, but time waits for no one...

Jiang Qingwu smiled gently: "I will, thank you."

Her smile was filled with confidence and determination, as if she had already seen the road ahead. She knew that this road would be full of hardships, but she also believed that she could continue on, for the future of the Dongxu Realm, for her fellow disciples, and for a stronger self.

The spirit boat continued to fly, heading towards the Wuliang Sect. Jiang Qingwu looked out the window at the sea of ​​clouds, her heart filled with emotion. She knew that her life was about to face new challenges, but she also believed that as long as she had her fellow disciples by her side, everything was worth striving for.

"Qingwu, you must remember that your choice is the right one." Zhu Guangji's voice was almost ethereal but full of encouragement. "No matter what difficulties you encounter, you must believe in your own abilities."

Jiang Qingwu smiled gently: "I will, thank you, Zhu Guangji."

Her smile was filled with confidence and determination, as if she had already seen the road ahead. She knew that this road would be full of hardships, but she also believed that she could continue on, for the future of the Dongxu Realm and for her fellow disciples.

The spirit boat finally arrived at Wuliang Sect. Everyone disembarked and looked at the familiar sect with a sense of emotion. They knew the road ahead was still long, but they also believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to overcome any difficulties.

"We're back home." Su Chen and Feng Jingchen sighed.

"Yeah, let's go home." Jiang Qingwu whispered in agreement.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the gate of Wuliang Sect, her heart filled with determination. She knew that her fate was closely linked to the Dongxu Realm, and she would work hard for the future of the Dongxu Realm.

She took a deep breath, took firm steps, and walked into the sect to embrace new challenges and opportunities.