Chapter 453: Mortal Realm Guards Jiangbei, Emerald Rain Descends, Celestial Dao Blessing

This was almost more potent than the Celestial Dao Blessing Effect at the Western Eternal Night Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline.

‘Is Jiangbei that crucial in the eyes of the Celestial Dao?’

‘Is that why the Celestial Dao Blessing for defending Jiangbei is so immense?’

‘Or is it for some other reason.’

But his happy expression soon fell. ‘If… if Night Watcher No. 97 were still alive, he would have loved this rain.’

…

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master had not yet returned to the Guanxi Plain. The high-speed rail had stopped in the Jiangbei Wilderness, and everyone aboard disembarked.

They stood in the Wilderness, bathing in the verdant downpour.

This was the Celestial Dao’s recognition of their contributions.

“…”

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master spread his arms and laughed, standing in the verdant downpour. He could feel his lifespan had increased, though he wasn’t sure by how much.

Moreover, his old, latent injuries had all been healed.

If nothing else…

He had a feeling that when he woke up tomorrow morning, he might be able to stand tall once more. For a man of his age, that was a rare occurrence indeed.

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land disciples behind him were also ecstatic. It wasn’t just because their lifespans had been extended and their latent injuries healed. Most importantly…

This was recognition from the Celestial Dao.

It was the Celestial Dao’s acknowledgment of their sacrifices during the rainy season.

How many people could ever earn the Celestial Dao’s recognition in their lifetime? This was a story they could brag about forever.

…

Just how red could a person’s eyes get?

It was hard to say for sure.

But the Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land felt he might have the answer. He had now returned to the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land in the Guanxi Plain, and as he looked at the disciples who had remained behind on the City Wall, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Every one of those disciples was staring at them, their eyes rimmed with red.

The jealousy and regret in their eyes were so intense they were almost palpable.

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land had to leave some people behind to guard the sect. That group had been ecstatic to stay, but now they didn’t seem quite so happy. The ones who stayed behind hadn’t received a single shred of the Celestial Dao Blessing.

And that was the Celestial Dao Blessing…

How many people ever got to receive a Celestial Dao Blessing in their entire lives?

“Alright.”

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master waved his sleeve, looking quite pleased. “Everyone, get ready. We’re holding a victory feast! Let’s celebrate our achievements! The more we celebrate, the more we’ll achieve.”

“We’ll do it again next year!”

…

“Well, look at that.”

Atop the Mortal City wall, Gongyang Yiyue tucked his hands into his sleeves. He gazed out at the verdant downpour beyond the wall and mumbled, “Nothing to do with the two of us again.”

“We didn’t take part, so of course it has nothing to do with us,” Big Fish said softly.

“Well said.”

Gongyang Yiyue mused, “That Night Watcher with Tian Yi took part. He should have earned some merit, right? So, what do you think? Will he be able to claim this Celestial Dao Blessing?”

“Maybe the grass on his grave will get a little greener?”

Big Fish said nothing, merely standing quietly on the City Wall.

Gongyang Yiyue pursed his lips and said no more, turning his gaze with bored indifference toward the Mortal Realm Members inside the city who were enjoying the verdant downpour.

…

Hey Hey couldn’t speak.

But as it lay on the ground, its lantern-sized eyes seemed to ask a clear question: ‘How am I involved in this?’

Lying on the ground, Hey Hey looked up in confusion at the pillar of verdant rain enveloping it. The downpour was even denser above its head, which meant its contribution had not been minor.

‘But…’

‘What contribution did I make?’

But it soon stopped caring about that. Instead, it looked toward Chen Fan, who was standing under a pillar of verdant rain so dense it was almost solid. Chen Fan had been standing there for a long time without moving.

The pillar of rain was so solid it resembled a verdant Golden Cudgel descending from the heavens.

It was even a little worried the pillar might smash Chen Fan to death on the spot.

Moreover, the pillar of rain was threaded with wisps of golden mist.

‘They looked delicious.’

…

“Don’t rush, don’t rush…”

Chen Fan had no time to worry about the DRUMMING pillar of rain above his head. His focus was entirely on the series of panels that kept popping up before him.

He was thinking fast, trying to choose the most suitable Celestial Dao Blessing Effect for the Mortal Realm.

There were eleven in total.

He only had a hundred breaths. Time was short.

“Domain Lord Chen, I’m—”

Just then, the Mother and Child Stone in his robes chimed again. This was already the fifth person to contact him.

Chen Fan roared in fury, “Piss off!”

He pulled the Sound Transmission Talisman and the Mother and Child Stone from his person, tossed them into the distance, and went back to rapidly sorting through the panels.

…

“…”

In the heartland of the Eternal Night Continent, standing on a Flying Ship Deck, Qiu Yisi stared at the disconnected Mother and Child Stone in his hand. With the two words “Piss off!” still echoing in his ears, he subconsciously finished his sentence.

“…I’m Qiu Yisi.”

He looked up into the distance, a little bewildered.

‘Is Domain Lord Chen in such a foul mood today?’

But he soon figured it out. Domain Lord Chen had received the lion’s share of the Celestial Dao Blessing and must be frantically busy. It really wasn’t a good time to disturb him.

Then, he looked up at the narrow but dense pillar of rain that enveloped him completely.

Qiu Yisi smiled as he bathed in the verdant downpour.

He knew.

This was the Celestial Dao Blessing his son had earned for defending Jiangbei, now transferred to him. This glory, which should have been his son’s, was now his to enjoy alone.

Judging by the density of the pillar of rain, it was clear the Celestial Dao greatly approved of his son’s sacrifice.

If a life had to have a final punctuation mark, he felt his son’s was a good one.

At least he would be remembered.

Beneath the verdant downpour…

…the scarlet flames that had been raging within him, constantly trying to erupt from his body, gradually calmed. Their power hadn’t diminished; in fact, he could sense they had grown even stronger. But they would no longer harm him.

He had originally only had a few years left to live.

Now, if he so chose, living another decade or more would be no problem at all.

…

All of Jiangbei was bathed in a verdant downpour.

Meanwhile, in the Guanxi Plain, exclusive patches of the same verdant rain fell over each of the factions that had gone to support the Jiangbei Defense Line.

Verdant rain from the heavens, a blessing from the Celestial Dao.

For defending Jiangbei, merit is rewarded.

Anyone who contributed earned merit. The Celestial Dao recorded everything, even deeds unseen by the Mortal Realm. Even the mortals responsible for gathering Ghost Stones were rewarded for their efforts.

Finally—

Just before the hundred breaths were up.

Chen Fan let out a long sigh. His taut nerves suddenly went slack as he murmured, “Finally… I’m done choosing.”

But just then…

He suddenly realized he couldn’t see anything in front of him. There was only a sheet of verdant mist, as if he’d gone blind.

He instinctively looked up and froze on the spot.

“Is the rain really this heavy today?”

He felt as if he were being smashed straight into the earth by a Celestial Pillar.