8: Chapter 8: A Divine Decree Descends, the First Generation of People!

The family sat in the main hall for a long time, and when the robot served the spiritual meal, Liu Yun kept picking food for Wang Pingan.

Looking at the table full of dishes rich in Spiritual Qi, Wang Pingan once again felt the gap between the main branch and the branch family.

Previously in the branch family, the family only dared to buy a little spiritual rice during festivals, and most of the time it was ordinary food paired with low-grade medicinal soup.

Now for this dinner, every dish could nourish a demigod's physique, and even the soup was infused with faint Spiritual Qi.

Liu Yun picked up a piece of spiritual fish meat and put it into Wang Pingan's bowl, her eyes full of concern: "Eat more. You tossed and turned all day, and Awakening the Divine Kingdom consumed a lot of mental energy."

Wang Pingan ate the fish meat and pushed his bowl forward: "Mom, you should eat too. In the future, the family won't lack these things."

Hearing these words, Liu Yun's eye sockets turned slightly red, and she forcibly held back her tears.

Wang Shoutian picked up his teacup, his tone steady: "Pingan, your dad will nag a bit more. You were rated A-plus and received the Third Ancestor's reward, so your starting point is indeed high. However, the main branch is never a place for comfort and enjoyment."

Wang Pingan put down his chopsticks and straightened his posture: "Please go ahead, Dad."

Wang Shoutian's gaze was calm: "The Wang family gives you resources to see results. The Nova Assessment, clan evaluations, and federal missions—someone will be staring at every single step. If you walk fast, more people will fawn over you today; if you walk slow, those who envy you today will be the first to jump out and cause trouble."

These words were not pleasant to hear, but they were the survival Law that Wang Shoutian had seen through after many years in the Wang family.

Liu Yun showed worry: "The child has just returned. It's not too late to mention these things later."

Wang Shoutian put down his teacup: "If we don't mention it now, it will be too late when he suffers a loss."

Wang Pingan felt quite warm inside instead.

His father did not lose his sense of propriety just because they turned their fortunes around; this was more important than anything else.

"Dad, I understand." His gaze was resilient. "No matter how fierce the competition in the main branch is, it's still better than before. At least starting today, you two won't have to look at the garden manager's expression anymore."

Wang Shoutian's fingers paused on the teacup, and after a long while, he laughed heartily: "That was spoken with gusto."

Liu Yun showed a soft expression: "As long as you are safe, your dad and I can live anywhere. Whether it's the main branch or the branch family, it doesn't actually matter that much."

But Wang Pingan knew very well that his mother only said this because she was afraid he would be under too much pressure.

Status was certainly important.

Resources were certainly important.

Dignity was even more important.

Those people dared to oppress them in the past precisely because they didn't stand high enough.

Now that he had the opportunity to bring the whole family up, there was absolutely no possibility of falling back down.

After dinner ended, Wang Pingan stood up: "Dad, Mom, I'm going to the secluded meditation room to settle the Divine Kingdom. Tonight is critical."

Liu Yun immediately stood up: "Do you want your dad and me to guard outside?"

Wang Pingan gently raised his right hand: "The manor's Formation is very strong, so don't trouble yourselves. You should rest early too."

Wang Shoutian didn't ask much and handed the main Formation token back into his hand: "Go ahead, and take the first step steadily."

Wang Pingan took the token and turned to walk towards the secluded meditation room in the backyard.

The manor's secluded meditation room was built beside the underground Spiritual Vein node. The stone door was heavy, with three layers of Formations outside and Restrictions inside to isolate Divine Thought.

Wang Pingan pressed the main Formation token into the groove of the stone door, the Formation patterns lit up, and the meditation room slowly opened.

After he walked in, the stone door closed again, completely isolating all external sounds.

The meditation room was not large, but it was extremely safe. In the center lay a white jade futon, and beside it was a jade platform used to store divine realm cards.

Wang Pingan sat cross-legged and took out his storage ring, the 100 million-credit primeval force crystal card, the Small Spirit Vein, and the Mysterious Blood Pool.

With these items placed before his eyes, they were his first batch of true capital after stepping onto the path of a deity.

Wang Pingan did not delay, his consciousness quickly sinking into the Divine Kingdom.

With a slight movement of his mind, he was already hovering above his own Divine Kingdom.

A micro-continent of one hundred square kilometers floated quietly in the Void Realm, its mountains and rivers having initially taken shape, though it still appeared desolate.

On the plain, one thousand initial Human Race citizens gathered in the open space, wearing rough animal skins and holding wooden spears and stone axes.

There were old and young, men and women among them, their faces carrying confusion and awe, not knowing why they had come to this new world.

Wang Pingan swept his Divine Thought across, clearly feeling the absolute loyalty originating from the ironclad Laws of the Divine Kingdom.

These people were not believers and did not need to pray in exchange for bestowals.

They were his citizens, naturally belonging to this Divine Kingdom and to him, their Divine Lord.

Wang Pingan's consciousness condensed into a giant phantom high up in the firmament.

The daylight brightened immensely, and the one thousand citizens on the land of the Divine Kingdom simultaneously raised their heads.

When they saw the phantom of the Divine Lord in the sky controlling heaven and earth, everyone dropped to their knees in unison.

"Greetings, Divine Lord!"

A fanatical voice resounded from the plain.

Wang Pingan did not indulge in this feeling of overlooking all living beings. He knew very well that these citizens before him were still a group of primitive people without a system.

To turn them into an Immortal Martial Legion that could horizontally sweep across all races, survival had to be solved first, followed by Cultivation.

He raised his hand to take out the B-grade Small Spirit Vein and threw it into the land of the Divine Kingdom.

The earthy-yellow mountain range fell into the soil, and the earth shook accordingly, a new mountain range rising at the edge of the plain.

Rocks broke through the earth, and Spiritual Qi surged out from the depths of the mountain range, quickly forming a pale white spiritual mist that spread across the surrounding area along with the wind.

The originally thin concentration of Spiritual Qi continuously rose, and the vegetation at the foot of the mountain also turned verdant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The one thousand citizens kowtowed in shock, shouting the name of the Divine Lord.

Wang Pingan immediately afterward drove the B-grade Mysterious Blood Pool into the foot of the mountain.

The blood-colored pool seal landed, the ground split open, and crimson spring water gushed out from underground, condensing into a stone pool at the foot of the mountain.

The pool water churned, and the force of blood-qi continuously diffused. The nearby citizens only inhaled a few breaths, and their complexions became much rosier.

Immortal cultivation required Spiritual Qi, and the martial path required blood-qi.

With the Small Spirit Vein and the Mysterious Blood Pool landing at the same time, the Foundation for Immortal-Martial Dual Cultivation was officially set up.

Wang Pingan continued to take out the basic house construction card.

The card was crushed, and large patches of light spots fell toward the plain. Wood-and-stone structure houses rose one after another from the ground, neatly arranged into a village.

Stone houses, wooden barns, stone wells, and simple roads quickly appeared in the open space.

Seeing dwellings appear, the citizens who originally slept in the wilderness quickly calmed down emotionally.

Wang Pingan crushed the micro-ecology card again.

The wasteland at the edge of the Divine Kingdom began to change. Vegetation grew rapidly, small forests spread along the river, the stream water became clear, and the air became more suitable for Mortals to survive.

The meat animal card subsequently transformed into a rain of light and fell into the forest.

Herds of wild deer, wild boars, pheasants, and gray rabbits ran among the forests, and schools of fish also appeared by the river.

These animals were not extraordinary, but they could provide stable meat and allow the citizens to exercise their physiques through hunting.

Watching the environment of the Divine Kingdom improve bit by bit, Wang Pingan felt the sense of control growing stronger and stronger.

This was the charm of the Divine Kingdom path.

Every portion of resources invested would turn into land, population, civilization, and combat power.

He continued to use the Elementary Fertility Card.

A soft rain of light fell from the sky, merging into the bodies of the one thousand citizens, nourishing their physiques and enhancing the tribe's reproductive capacity.

In the early stages of the Divine Kingdom, population was the Foundation.

Without population, no matter how strong a Cultivation Technique was, no one would practice it; no matter how many resources there were, no one would use them, let alone talk about warfare.

The spiritual rice card was placed by Wang Pingan near the Small Spirit Vein.

One hundred acres of spiritual fields were automatically opened up at the foot of the mountain, moist soil was turned over, and emerald-green rice seedlings broke through the soil, greedily absorbing the Spiritual Qi emitted by the Spiritual Vein.

The growth cycle of spiritual rice was not short, but nourished by the Small Spirit Vein, the first batch of harvest would be much faster than ordinary spiritual fields.

Finally, Wang Pingan took out two Cultivation Technique cards.

"Green Wood Breathing Technique."

"Savage Bull Body-Forging Fist."

The former was a basic immortal Cultivation Technique, winning with its stability and mildness, making it suitable for initial citizens to guide Qi into their bodies.

The latter was a basic martial dao technique, with rough and practical Moves, capable of tempering bones and flesh by borrowing the Mysterious Blood Pool.

Both Cultivation Technique cards were crushed by Wang Pingan at the same time.

The Cultivation Technique turned into streaks of flowing light falling from the sky, sinking into the minds of every citizen respectively.

The bodies of the kneeling citizens trembled slightly, and cultivation contents such as breathing, circulating Qi, standing in stance, and throwing punches emerged in their minds one after another.

Some people were naturally calm in mind and were quickly attracted by the Green Wood Breathing Technique.

Some people had strong physiques and their blood boiled after seeing the Savage Bull Body-Forging Fist.

Wang Pingan's majestic voice descended from the sky, covering the entire Divine Kingdom.

"Those with robust physiques shall enter beside the Mysterious Blood Pool to practice martial arts; those with clear minds shall enter the foot of the Spiritual Vein to practice immortal cultivation."

"The immortal path plants spirits, the martial path refines the body; both systems advance together and neither should be looked down upon."

"Houses are for dwelling, spiritual fields are for planting, and mountain forests are for hunting. Starting today, you are the first-generation citizens of the Divine Kingdom."

The one thousand citizens kowtowed once again, their voices much more uniform.

"We strictly obey the Divine Oracle!"

Watching them begin to Move within the Divine Kingdom, Wang Pingan knew very well that the arrangement was only the beginning.

As the citizens bathed in Spiritual Qi and blood-qi, their physiques began to undergo subtle transformations.

Wisps of pure power flowed across the Void Realm along the illusory rules, converging into Wang Pingan's body. His spirit became increasingly full, and his divine body was also nourished in feedback.

True transformation depended on time.

And time was precisely his greatest trump card.