Chapter 1963: Chapter 391: Majestic and Grand
Whether An Xin is tired, no one knows, but the few people who are sprinting after the ice boat are indeed exhausted, especially the bear hunters from Qianxi Village.
After all, cultivators at the Mortal Realm have not transcended the human domain, and as long as they are human, they have physical and ntal limits.
Poor weather and the frozen landscape are all factors accelerating physical depletion.
Yang Fan and the others, having gained experience from their trek with Gegong, could barely endure it, but the hunters from Qianxi Village found it far less natural.
Yet this man, abandoned by both the villagers and Divine Emissary, stubbornly persevered amidst astonished glances from others, even though his Spiritual Power nearly depleted, refusing to halt his steps, surviving several instances of near fainting.
This determination allowed the less cultivated hunter to keep up, stubbornly clung to the silhouette of the boat, and reached the foot of Donglan Mountain.
Contrary to Yang Fan’s mories, the frost-bound tundra had been paved with several intersecting paths, more Spirit-winged Divine Emissaries road the azure skies.
Countless teams, akin to Qianxi villagers, moved like a migrating swarm of ants through gorge-like ice mountain paths, converging on Donglan Mountain.
Amidst a wave of astonishnt, the ice boat halted, signaling that the path ahead required reliance on their own feet for Qianxi villagers.
However, the once seemingly impossible migration task now lay just before their eyes, looking at the nearby Donglan Mountain Range, no one doubted their own ability anymore.
They bore their bundles, joining the ranks marching towards the mountain, watched as the last villager disappeared into the stream of humanity, while Divine Emissary An Xin flew skyward to report to a Divine Official adorned with eight pairs of Spirit wings.
“Report to Great Divine Official Cang Lan, An Xin fulfills their mission, having successfully escorted all two hundred and forty-two households of Qianxi Village believers along with temple attendant Baili Qiuxin, accomplishing the complete migration of Qianxi Village, no followers left behind, Divine chanism can now recover the Altar.”
The man in Divine Official attire observed An Xin, greatly fatigued yet still ntally resolute, and nodded approvingly: “Zexin Angel perford exceptionally well, however, there is another task here that must be entrusted to you.”
An Xin’s icy deanor thrilled with the words, “I strive this diligently solely for more trust from the Divine Official; now that the opportunity arises, how could I miss it: I shall do my utmost!”
“Excellent.”
The Divine Official nodded, stating: “Half of the migration work is already complete, and Luanzhou has been accordingly arranged, you’re entrusted with the settlent tasks of believers from Qianxi, Zhuang Village, Lvnang, and Changbai Gathering Town.”
“This…”
An Xin showed difficulty: “Divine Official, I believe such a task can be managed by regular two-wing angels, I wish to join the rescue team…”
Seeing the woman’s stubborn face, the Divine Official benevolently smiled, brow and eye narrowing into slits, gently brushing his hand over An Xin’s head, nurturing her with Innate Qi from above: “I understand Zexin Angel’s eagerness to rescue refugees, but the rescue effort in the Donglan Mountain Range is nearing its end; the next focus of the Luanzhou Divine Temple is proper settlent of believers.
To entrust such matters to other careless angels would unsettle ; alas, Zexin Angel must bear more burden now.”
Confronted with fatherly love and entrustnt from the Divine Official, despite An Xin longing to prove her capabilities no less than male angels, found no words of rebuttal, having to agree.
…
Since rging into the migrating groups, Tang Nianfan and others could hardly keep their mouths closed.
Encountering the calamity, they had traversed nearly a thousand miles of Donglan Mountain, with Qianxi Village as the only sign of life visible, thus curious about these refugees erging from nowhere.
Given the swift pace of Mortal Realm fighters, Tang Nianfan swiftly explored several nearby migrating convoys.
Realizing that these refugees were all rescued from beneath unknown depths of ice and snow by Divine Emissaries.
Tang Nianfan considered herself knowledgeable, yet faced with Luanzhou Divine Temple’s grand move, she was struck dumb with awe.
This journey seed bewitched, mumbling dazedly.
“Impossible, how could it be, gods are false, why would they do this.”
Such lost mind state evoked both pity and sorrow.
…
The migration destination for Qianxi Village was Luanzhou City.
This was a major city at the Zhongzhou frontier, housing millions with various mixed beliefs, yet primarily Wu Hao Divine Monarch.
The main temple of Luanzhou City governed dozens of city temples in Luanzhou and nurous village and town altars.
Of course, such information was conveyed by An Xin upon her return.
Yang Fan and others marveled at the power of Luanzhou Divine Temple, praising the managent of An’s Divine Court.
The journey revealed how An’s Divine Court stood in Zhongzhou citizens’ hearts.
It was said lightly that people’s aspirations were minuscule, no wonder An Xin’s combat eagerness was pressing, as in Zhongzhou, once An Clan mbers showcased their wings, no matter their realm, countless believers sought to aid the divine.
Yet what they couldn’t understand was, they didn’t share any favorable connection with An Xin, why would this Divine Emissary disclose such temple secrets to them?
Seeing their baffled expressions, An Xin ground her teeth bitterly: “Joining Buddha’s Country implies complete moral overhaul, given your ages, the choice leads to ager achievents.
Moreover, the new party’s foundation is shaky, securing the future against potential sectarian disputes is uncertain. Should it be necessary to choose divine or Buddha service, opting for my Yuanzhou Divine Temple, with my recomndation, you can be initiated in Luanzhou’s main temple!”
Even the dullest tagged An Xin’s intention.
Have they beco a coveted prize?
First was the old temple attendant, then An Xin Divine Emissary.
Was Zhongzhou recruitnt that straightforward and blunt!
The group pondered, had they not already joined the Unparalleled Inner Court, facing such recruitnt wouldn’t be easy to resist.
Unfortunately, they were already devoted, thus An Xin’s overture fell on blind eyes.
Watching disciples ignoring, acting oblivious and silent, Tang Xing jested: “Even if An’s Divine Emissary seeks recruitnt, such discussions are better conducted privately, lest the children be frightened.”
“Our Luanzhou Divine Temple conducts matters uprightly, no need for clandestine etings!”
An Xin frowned, displeased: “This comnt is too harsh, bear in mind, these people have yet to step into Buddha’s Country territory and remain Zhongzhou citizens, free beings, why must this emissary seek monks’ approval for recruitnt?”
“No need, the Divine Emissary may proceed as desired.”
Facing An Xin’s rapid response, Tang Xing retreated, smiling awkwardly.
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