I am a living immortal.

Chapter 573 Flooding

They were about to enter the neighboring country.

This is no simple matter. Although Wei Ming won't go—given his current position, even if he wants to go, the emperor won't agree. So he won't go. But relying solely on the Demon Slayer Division, it's difficult to accomplish this task.

While the Demon Slayers have made significant contributions to the art of magic, they are ultimately mortals. Just imagine how difficult it would be for Xuan Qi to handle this alone in a war-torn nation. If Wei Ming hadn't known about this, he wouldn't have cared; after all, it wasn't happening in Yan State. However, knowing these demons intended to prolong the war and devour countless people, he wouldn't stand by and watch.

Speaking of which, Wei Ming's personality and way of dealing with things are quite similar to Su Mu's.

Otherwise, we can't become friends.

For both public and private reasons, this gluttonous feast unleashed by demons in Lin State must be stopped. But how? The power of the Demon Slayer Division alone is insufficient. Demons and evil spirits emerge in troubled times. Why? Because in troubled times, the power of humanity is greatly weakened, and the city gods of various places are overwhelmed by the countless deaths, unable to control them.

The Demon Slayer Division wasn't strong enough, so the Emperor handed the entire task over to Wei Ming. While he said, "Act within your capabilities," he was actually calculating things.

Wei Ming knew the emperor was using him, but it didn't contradict his own ideas, so he didn't refuse. A monarch and his subjects couldn't be friends; even the best of relationships, public and private matters were separate.

The emperor would do anything to protect his country and his people.

Not to mention using ministers, even using one's own sons and brothers and sisters is a common thing. As long as it hinders the country, sons can be killed, concubines can be killed, brothers can be killed, not to mention ministers.

That’s why many emperors called themselves “Gu”—because the imperial family was the most ruthless.

Wei Ming accepted the fact that he was used well.

He had come to Su Mu for this very reason. The reasons were complicated. Whether it was for Yan Chao, for the hard-working people, or for his own conscience, Wei Ming had to do this.

There was no discussion between Wei Ming and Su Mu about who helped more. Since it wasn't necessary, neither of them cared. If Su Mu needed help, Wei Ming wouldn't hesitate; and if Wei Ming needed help, Su Mu wouldn't even know what it was.

They are no longer at the age to care about things.

Although we don't have much time together, the friendship we have shared over the past few decades needs no words or explanation.

There's no need to dwell on the character of either party. Wei Ming wouldn't ask for everything, and neither would Su Mu. If he needed something, he'd just ask. Many people say the less favors you use, the better. Making friends requires a careful balance.

However, for the two of them, it was not necessary at all.

So when Wei Ming brought it up, Su Mu nodded. So that was the thing. Positions might fluctuate between nations, but how could the people be to blame? Wei Ming hated to see lives destroyed for the selfish desires of the upper echelons, and neither did Su Mu.

"Don't worry about this matter, leave it to me. I am professional in dealing with chaotic times and demons and monsters." Su Mu said.

"Do we have to wait for that Xuanqi?" asked the old goat pragmatically.

Wei Ming shook his head: "Xuan Qi and the people from the Demon Slayer Division will go there on their own."

Now everyone understood. When they said they were handing it over to Wei Ming and the Demon Slayer Division, they were actually handing it over to Wei Ming.

"Don't you feel unhappy?" asked the Mirage Dragon.

"There's no benefit in this. If you weren't friends with Su Mu, you'd be doing her a favor and it would be a thankless task. I really don't understand what you're thinking."

Wei Ming had adapted well. After so many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, what injustice had he not seen? He had long since grown accustomed to it. In the underworld, there was no one's will, and the same was true in the court. Reality was not a lie. The Yan Dynasty was not weak. He had no royal blood, no military power, the emperor was not incompetent, and he came from a humble family—no, not even humble.

Under such circumstances, it was rare for Wei Ming to sit in this position. To be the regent who controlled the government and was above everyone else was not even a possibility.

Without the power to control everything and break the rules, one can only do one's best within the rules, until no one can do anything to him. If one is within the rules, one must use the means within the rules to play.

So if you are being used, then just use it. It’s okay if it’s thankless.

"It's unpleasant, but this is what I want. If I don't want to do it, no one can force me." Wei Ming was confident in this, otherwise all these years in the officialdom would have been in vain. There is a small advantage to using the rules within the rules. Even if you are the emperor, you have to weigh the consequences.

The Mirage Dragon still doesn't understand the twists and turns of the Mortal Dynasty.

This time, the goal was clear, and it wasn't difficult for Su Mu. Wei Ming also mentioned that according to the news he received from Bai Ze, these demons and monsters weren't already occupying the palace, as they had been in the Yu Dynasty. After all, Lin State still held a large portion of its territory in its hands.

Humanity is weak, but not that weak.

The imperial dragon energy was weakened, yet it still existed. Demons and monsters dared not approach the imperial capital too closely, and were not deeply involved with the emperor. They were more like bystanders, waiting in the dark for an opportunity to strike.

And they also relied on human sorcerers to spread some of their evil magic.

This period of time was the most comfortable time for the demons and monsters. Because the entire area was like a buffet, they could take whatever they wanted, so they would not let the war end so quickly.

Now everyone is busy with their own affairs and not many people will come to take care of them.

There was nothing they could do. The City God's underworld was already overflowing with souls, and even the exercise of reincarnation was overwhelming. The bond between humans and gods was deep, and if anything happened to a human, the gods would undoubtedly be affected.

Like the underworld, like the land. Wars and chaos lead to the desolation of heaven and earth, the failure of crops, and the land is affected. And when the land is affected, it becomes even more difficult to achieve a good harvest.

It was a vicious cycle. And so famine struck. Famine was terrible. Even then, the human population was still vast, and they would eat everything they saw—roots, bark, young leaves.

In just a year or so of war, many once picturesque landscapes were completely stripped bare by the ravages of food. This is why, during times of chaos, the entire world appears draped in a grayish hue. This is because of famine.

This affected the movement of heaven and earth. The mountain and water gods would hide themselves. As this period approached, the dense forests that once covered the ground disappeared, birds and animals disappeared, and the number of fish in the water also decreased significantly.

It’s all about people.

The impact of war is greater than one might imagine. When order returns to peace, when will it return to its original state? The gods have their own set of rules for the succession of dynasties.