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Chapter 618: The Spring Wind Blows Across the Land

"......"

At the top floor of the Wind-Catching Hall, Little Li's solemn confession still echoed in the air, yet the faces of those present remained utterly unfazed.

Dong Changtian yawned lazily, Dong Geyu teased the lark in its cage, and Qi Tiezhu took a leisurely sip of tea.

Their indifference left Li Mo, who had mustered all his courage, utterly bewildered:

"I said I'm a mole—though it wasn't my own choice, but..."

"We already knew."

"Huh?"

Li Mo leaned back slightly, unable to comprehend their calm reaction. If they'd known all along, why had no one said anything? Worse, they'd let him climb the ranks among the Blade-Catchers, to the point where he was almost their leader now?

Little Li's brain short-circuited from sheer confusion.

Dong Ao cleared his throat, about to speak, but Dong Changtian elbowed him sharply, cutting him off. The old man then put on an exaggerated look of shock:

"What? Little Li, you're actually a mole? This old man is heartbroken! I won’t even eat my midnight snack tonight!"

Li Mo: "......"

Sure, he hadn’t chosen to be a mole.

But could the acting be any worse? Instead of sparing his dignity, this performance made him want to dig a hole and disappear.

Before his confession, he’d braced himself for the worst—torture on the tiger bench, lashes from a whip, standing firm until they resorted to the honey trap...

He’d even considered requesting they skip straight to the honey trap.

Like having Sister Hanxian wield the whip...

Never had he imagined his undercover skills were this terrible.

"When did I get exposed?"

"Your first month here," Dong Ao answered honestly.

After Li Mo returned to Mo City, even if his appearance, personality, and even his companions remained unchanged, did he really think Dong Changtian and the others wouldn’t verify his identity themselves?

"......"

Li Mo was speechless. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Then why didn’t you arrest me?"

"You never did anything against us," Dong Ao explained.

Qi Tiezhu set down his teacup with a chuckle. "Exactly. There was no need to spook the snake. Besides, you’ve been diligent and capable. What if you ran off after being exposed?"

"And you were always..."

Dong Geyu started to say something, but Dong Changtian shot him a warning glance.

He continued, "You were always meant to stay here. You practically forgot you were a mole yourself—why should we bring it up?"

The others nodded in agreement.

"Right, Little Li’s been roughing it out there, running all over the place. It’s not easy."

"Little Li’s got no issues!"

"Heh, sometimes I’d watch Little Li skulking around, thinking no one noticed—it was so entertaining I’d eat extra plates of peanuts with my wine."

Li Mo: "?"

Was that the real reason they never exposed him?

"Well, since things have come to this..."

"Don’t worry, Little Li. Whatever you need to do, we’ll back you up."

"We’ll support your undercover mission. If you need to report back to the Celestial Clan, we’ll figure it out together. And if they have any plans, you can give us a heads-up."

"That’s... great."

Li Mo paused again.

Wait—whose side was he even on now?

Whatever. Deep down, he’d never intended to work for the Celestial Clan anyway.

With mixed emotions, Little Li laid out his plan.

Soon, Mo City’s Blade-Catchers—including Li Mo himself—were bustling with activity.

The Human City was vast, its population immense. The last celestial disaster had left no lasting damage to this outermost city. Even if the populations of the Earth and Celestial Cities were combined, they wouldn’t match the Human City’s numbers.

This hadn’t always been the case. Every fifty years, the celestial disaster would claim most lives.

But now, after eighty years of peace and growth...

Originally, the Human City’s settlements were scattered villages—a strategy to minimize disaster risks, as there had never been enough space to expand into proper cities.

Now, it was time for change.

Rebuilding from scratch would take ages if left to mortals alone.

But with the Celestial Clan’s help? That was a different story.

"We’ll use Mo City as the core, letting prosperity spread outward."

"What if some villages refuse to cooperate?"

"Then show them Mo City’s emblem."

The Blade-Catchers had their new mission.

With timing and terrain on their side, their task was to win hearts.

After discussing with the Human City’s leaders, Li Mo drafted a report. After revisions, they sent it back to the Celestial Clan via Feng Zhi.

The next day, the missive reached the Celestial City.

When Jiang Yu read it, his eyebrows arched.

"This Li Mo... he’s truly a talent."

"So this matter..."

"Proceed."

The Celestial Clan didn’t know Jiang Yu’s exact thoughts or why he didn’t raise objections, but they carried out their tasks as planned.

For the first time, the three cities of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity worked in harmony.

A month later, the "Spring Breeze Plan" swept through the Human City.

"The miasma plaguing our town is finally gone. The Celestial Clan’s power is incredible."

"Ever since Lord Chunmang of the Celestial Clan visited, our crops have flourished."

"Why would they help us?"

"I saw Mo City’s emblem. If I join the Blade-Catchers there, could I bring prosperity back to my hometown?"

"I just returned from there. The people are wealthy, and their words are sweet."

...

By year’s end, though Mo City remained the only towering tree, seeds of vitality had been sown across the land.

The radiance of the Heaven-Man Divine Sword grew ever brighter.

Its power had undoubtedly increased—but by how much, only its current wielder, Jiang Yu, knew.

At this rate, the Heaven-Man City would weather the next celestial disaster.

...

Outside, observers watching the unfolding events in the "Rivers and Mountains Scroll" exchanged stunned glances.

"It can be done this way?"

"Since when did Li Mo become so adept at development strategies? ‘Prosperity spreading outward’?"

"Previous trial-takers either focused on personal strength or built factions in the Earth City. But leading the entire Heaven-Man City in collective progress? Unprecedented—and it seems to be working."

"He proposed the plan, yet Jiang Yu’s the one growing stronger."

"Isn’t this just handing Jiang Yu the victory over the celestial disaster?"

As days passed, the audience for this "serial drama" of the Heaven-Man Trial only grew.

...

"With a disciple like this, how could our grand ambitions fail?" Shang Wu stood atop the Ten Thousand Spring Pavilion, hands on her hips, spouting treason:

"Next, I’ll bribe Emperor Jingtai’s eunuchs and suggest he abdicate."

Shang Qinqing, however, frowned. "Why keep focusing on Jiang Yu? He’s not even interesting."

No sooner had she spoken—

Another three years passed within the Jiangshan Sheji Tu, and once again, changes began to unfold.

"Hey, it looks like Jiang Yu is about to make a move."

"What?"

"He plans to strike first before the calamity arrives!"

"??"

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    ...“Now Heavenly Human City is prosperous and flourishing, while the Heavenly Disaster is still brewing. The advantage is mine; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
    “I have already taken control of the Celestial Human Divine Sword. Why not seize this opportunity to eliminate future troubles forever!”
    In Heavenly City, Jiang Yu held the Celestial Human Divine Sword, looking as if he could swallow mountains and rivers.
    After a few years, Heavenly Human City was thriving.
    But many things were only just beginning and far from reaching maturity.
    Even the Heavenly Race could not understand Jiang Yu's decision.
    Nor did they understand where he got such confidence?
    Many Heavenly Race members thought they should wait.
    But while Heavenly Human City was unprecedentedly harmonious, the internal affairs of the Heavenly Race were not.
    For example, the part of the Heavenly Race that governed the Dao of life and death, and the Dao of conquest, they were gradually being forgotten, and no one sang their names anymore.
    They agreed with Jiang Yu's proposition, and besides, his mind was already made up.
    “Wouldn't it be better for Jiang Yu to just be a good Emperor and enjoy the fruits of others' labor? Why does he have to do this?”
    “There were once Trial participants who wanted to counterattack the Otherworld, but not only did they fail, they also lost the outermost parts of Heavenly Human City.”
    “Perhaps he has some reliance we can't imagine, preparing for something big?”
    Even people in Imperial Capital could not understand Jiang Yu's actions.
    But some also believed that Jiang Yu had enough confidence, after all, the Celestial Human Divine Sword was in his hand, now unprecedentedly powerful.
    Once he succeeded, this Trial could end early.
    He might also be the first clear-passer since the Heavenly Human City realm opened... Mo City.
    “What? The army is passing through Mo City?”
    Li Mo was astonished when he heard the news.
    Feng Zhi nodded, hesitating, “I don't know why he's in such a hurry, but Pojun and Tanlang both support him.”
    “He deliberately passes through here to tie you all to his warship. I suggest you run away as soon as possible.”
    “I can hide, but someone has to go.”
    Li Mo took a deep breath and asked again, “Feng Zhi, how much chance of victory do you think this battle has?”
    “Less than ten percent.”
    “It can't be that bad, can it?”
    “My sister said so.”
    “Then it's fine.”
    ...Yinma Town probably couldn't be called by that name anymore.
    To facilitate the passage of the allied forces from Heavenly City and Earth City, the river had been filled with rocks.
    In a villa in the town, in the garden, Jiang Yu had a map in front of him, discussing the marching route with several Heavenly Race members.
    “It's still half a month's journey to Mo City.”
    The Heavenly Race member who spoke was twice the height of a normal person, yet he didn't appear bulky, lean but not weak, with muscles like cast iron solidified on his body.
    This was Pojun, who strongly advocated for the expedition.
    “Regarding the conscription, has Mo City responded?”
    Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.
    “They sent many weapons and provisions, but no one has enlisted yet.”
    Pojun said in a booming voice, “The reason given is that Human City is in ruins waiting to be rebuilt, short on manpower, and wouldn't have much impact on the battle.”
    “They're willing to give anything but people.”
    Another Heavenly Race member, with white hair and a hint of ferocity in his brows, said:
    “I think they have no confidence in this battle. Now Mo City is the leader in Human City, with a hundred responses to one call. Just now, the town chief of Yinma Town asked me how many Executioners were participating in the army.”
    Even if all the Mortals in Human City were conscripted, they indeed wouldn't have much impact on the battle.
    But they would affect the power of the Celestial Human Divine Sword.
    “Pojun, you go yourself.”
    “Yes.”
    The tall figure walked to the door, and with a flip, dark clouds gathered into a warhorse, carrying him across the sky.
    Jiang Yu gazed at the lake in the garden for a long time, then raised his hand to draw something for a long time, but there was no reaction.
    His heavy pupils narrowed, and he saw a sword light, like a silver fish, beneath the lake. The Sword Bone shone, and threads of mithril-colored silk stretched out, forcibly capturing that silver light back.
    The rampant sword light froze the lake, and the silver light returned to Jiang Yu's palm, dimming.
    It was the Divine Sword.
    Under aggressive development, Heavenly Human City grew stronger day by day, and the power of the Divine Sword also grew stronger day by day, which was true.
    But it was also gradually slipping out of control.
    Especially recently, it seemed to want to abandon him at all times and fly to its true owner.
    That person was in Mo City... Wind Catching Hall.
    Li Mo and Dong Changtian, along with other elders of Mo City, were all gathered together. If anyone was missing, it was Ying Bing; she never participated in these matters.
    After Pojun entered, his expression was not arrogant. He bowed slightly before saying:
    “You must already know the purpose of my visit. Among you, some are no weaker than the Heavenly Race, so at least one of you must participate in the battle.”
    “You know the benefits; many people in Earth City are eagerly enlisting. Who among you plans to go?”
    Li Mo, Qi Tiezhu, Dong Changfeng, and the others looked at each other.
    “Go for what? To a market? Then this old man wants to go.”
    Dong Changfeng acted as if he couldn't hear well.
    “I'm almost a hundred years old, this is the age to fight.”
    Qi Tiezhu stretched his muscles, then with a crack, he was drenched in sweat.
    He... sprained his back...
    “Alas, we are, after all, old.”
    “It's a small matter if we can't be of use, but if we cause trouble for the great cause of Heavenly Human City, that would be an unforgivable sin.”
    “This kind of thing should indeed be left to the young people.”
    “?”
    Little Li pointed to himself, then looked around, seeing only white-haired, grey-bearded elders, with one foot in the grave.
    These elders of Mo City had been there since the Great King Village era.
    Besides me, is there really any young person here?
    Pojun frowned. The other party used this reason to decline, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Li Mo, seemingly also thinking he was a good candidate.
    Little Li cleared his throat: “Heavenly King covers Earth Tiger!”
    “!”
    Pojun's body trembled, almost blurting out “Pagoda suppresses River Demon.”
    That's right, this kid was the undercover agent that Heavenly Race had planted in Mo City!
    Now Pojun was in a dilemma. How could they let their undercover agent represent Mo City in battle? What kind of situation was this?
    “Alright, everyone, stop messing around. What kind of behavior is this?”
    Li Mo cleared his throat and said, “Since things have come to this, why don't we do it randomly?”
    “How will you randomize it?”
    “Flip a coin. Heads, Old Dong goes. Tails, Old Qi goes.”
    “What about you?”
    “If it stands up, I go.”
    “This, this isn't right, is it?”
    Everyone was bewildered, and Pojun was stunned. How could this be right?
    Li Mo said seriously, “No problem. A coin is either heads, or tails, or it stands up. There are only these three possibilities, and the probabilities are all the same.”
    A flash of wisdom flickered in the eyes of Qi Tiezhu and Dong Changtian.
    “This...”
    “No problem, toss it.”
    Pojun said against his conscience. He couldn't really let the undercover agent go to battle.
    Honestly, his already scarce conscience also hurt a little, but for the sake of the bigger picture, there was nothing he could do.
    Fortunately, at last... *Gulu gulu* —
    A copper coin was tossed by Li Mo, then precisely stuck in a crack in the ground.
    It stood upright.
    Pojun: “?”
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