200: Chapter 200 Development of Mortal Humans

" This method is comprehensive, we all agree! "

A group of quasi-Saints nodded one after another, their sounds of agreement echoing above the Nine Heavens.

" There is no time to lose, act immediately! " The elder with rock-patterned skin spoke with a resonant voice.

" We shall act separately first, ordering the various clans in the Southern Lands to gather their people, organize the joint petition document, and list out the truth of this disaster, the abduction of living beings, and the seizing of their Luck one by one. "

" Then we wait. Once our Heavenly Emperor returns after achieving the Dao as a Saint, we will ascend to Heaven together! "

" Good! "

" Let us do just that! "

With the arrangements settled, everyone hesitated no longer.

The group descended from the Nine Heavens, and countless messages were transmitted to the various clans in the Southern Lands, informing them of the joint petition.

The sounds of wailing gradually weakened.

The desperate living beings heard that they had the Heavenly Court to rely on, which could restrict the Two Sages of the West, and hope was reignited within their despair.

The Clan Chiefs of various clans hurriedly picked up their brushes to write, inscribing the suffering of their tribes and their petition onto Jade Slips.

One scroll per clan, slowly converging into a thick volume of the Ten Thousand Spirits Petition.

Before long, the petition was ready; all that remained was for Haotian to achieve sainthood.

...

In the Southern Lands, all things were recovering.

Beside it, in the East, the Human Race was also developing vigorously.

In the past ten thousand years, the Luck of the Human Race had increased by another one-thousandth of the Luck of an Emperor.

It could be said to be exceptionally rapid.

However, the development of the Mortal lands was somewhat unsatisfactory.

Without external interference, within the Mortal lands,

even after ten thousand years of development, the Dynasty remained the Xia Dynasty, and the technology remained that same technology.

It was still at the technological level of the era of Great Yu; although there was a slight improvement, it was negligible.

As for why it had always been one Dynasty and technology had never progressed...

It was simply because in the Primordial World, one could truly Cultivate.

Whether it was the royal family or the common people in the Mortal world, anyone with even a shred of talent for Cultivation would be taken away.

They would disappear from the Mortal lands for no reason and head to the Fire Cloud Cave to receive compulsory education.

The development of technology, one could say, relied purely on a small number of people to drive it forward.

Everyone went to Cultivate, so where would the smart people come from to develop Mortal technology?

And, as the ruler of the Mortal lands, the Dynasty knew of the existence of Cultivators and that there was someone above them.

An Emperor at most would be inactive or mediocre; they dared not be tyrannical and incompetent.

If they dared to be tyrannical and incompetent,

the first day they would be admonished by the Empress Dowager,

the second day they would be advised by the ministers,

and if they still did not change,

the third day would be a meeting at the Xuanwu Gate.

...

Fire Cloud Cave, Human Race Three-Thousand-Year Compulsory Education Cultivation Academy.

By now, the academy had already taught countless batches of students.

Emperor Yao was still a teacher, and furthermore, having had the experience of teaching countless students, he had now broken through the barriers in his heart, and his cultivation had reached the Early Stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Of course, his residence had also changed from the Fire Cloud Cave to the Three Immortals Cave.

Changing his residence was something he did voluntarily after his Breakthrough to Hunyuan... Absolutely, absolutely! It was not because he was beaten by Human Emperor Xuanyuan.

...

At this moment, it was morning.

As the saying goes, the plan for the day lies in the morning.

Morning is the time when a person's brain is at its best.

Inside the academy, Emperor Yao sat on a meditation cushion, preaching the Dao to the clansmen below.

The seating below was full, filled with top talents selected from the Mortal ages throughout history.

In the front row, Ying Zheng sat like a mountain, his back straight, the Tai'e Sword coiled at his waist, his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes sharp; between the opening and closing of his eyes, an air of arrogance was palpable.

Behind him were Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian, and others who followed him in the original timeline.

Not far to his side, Liu Bang sat in a relaxed posture, dressed simply, his Aura restrained; looking from afar, one would think he was just an ordinary Mortal.

But around Liu Bang, there was an indescribable quality, a quality that made some people willingly follow him as their leader.

Among them were Zhang Liang, Xiao He, and others who had Karma connections with him.

In this batch, Liu Bang and Ying Zheng had the greatest charisma, which could be said to be the desire of the people.

The academy was mainly divided into two factions.

One was Qin, the other was Han.

Although the academy was divided into two factions, but... purely based on strength, they were not the strongest.

Both were at the Early Stage of the Heavenly Immortal.

The strongest was on the other side of them,

Xiang Yu had a majestic blood Aura that almost suppressed his peers, and his cultivation surpassed this batch of clansmen.

His cultivation had reached the Late Stage of the Heavenly Immortal.

Originally, the Primordial World respected strength, so his influence should have been the greatest, but because Xiang Yu was too arrogant and advocated personal martial prowess, he disdained those cliques.

He had always been a loner, disdaining to form cliques or win people's hearts, recognizing only strength.

In his eyes, Ying Zheng and Liu Bang's clique-forming would only waste his time for Cultivation.

With that time, it would be better to improve his own cultivation.

Therefore, the entire academy formed a very characteristic tripod structure.

Ying Zheng and Liu Bang made many friends and established their own small organizations.

While Xiang Yu sat alone, independent of the two factions.

The three factions usually did not interfere with each other, only clashing when discussing the Dao, and competing when Cultivating.

Emperor Yao was also happy to see this; the Human Race was prosperous, but the clansmen's Foundation was weak, and to progress rapidly, there must be competition internally.

On the high platform, Emperor Yao spoke slowly, establishing correct values for everyone:

" The Way of Humanity is not a path for oneself alone; it lies in passing the torch and promoting each other... "

Listening to Emperor Yao preaching the Dao, all the clansmen in the hall were lost in thought, each lowering their heads to comprehend the deep meaning within the Dao.

Ying Zheng, Liu Bang, and Xiang Yu all had their own thoughts and insights.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's dark eyes brightened slightly, and he immediately turned to look at Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian, and the other Qin-faction clansmen behind him.

The arrogance between his brows grew richer, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he felt a little proud inside:

" As expected of me. I have already autonomously realized the true meaning of the development of the Human Race. "

On the other side, Liu Bang looked at Zhang Liang, Xiao He, and the other fellow students who followed him; his face was gentle, and he touched his chin, muttering to himself, lost in thought:

" Passing the torch, promoting each other... I suppose this... should count as well. "

He savored it carefully; he was not good at fighting, and his talent for Cultivation was not good either, but he was extremely good at uniting people's hearts.

It did indeed conform to the meaning of " passing the torch ".

Only Xiang Yu, who was on the side, found the scene particularly awkward at this moment.

He subconsciously turned his head to look around, his eyes sweeping across the seats beside him.

The seats were full, but apart from a few clansmen with blood relations, he only nodded to others, not familiar with them.

No matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem to conform to " passing the torch ".

Xiang Yu's brows were tightly knit, and in his heart, which had always been open and fearless, a sense of awkwardness and bewilderment arose for the first time.

On the high platform, Emperor Yao's gaze was penetrating, and he had already seen through Xiang Yu's embarrassment and thoughts.

Having been a teacher for so many sessions, how could he not see the student's predicament?

Then, Emperor Yao's voice rang out in the classroom.

" Xiang Yu. "

" The torch of the Human Race has no fixed form, nor does it have fixed rules. "

" To cherish the great righteousness of the Human Race and be willing to use one's own flesh and blood to protect the prosperity of the Human Race is also passing the torch. "

Boom!

A roar echoed in Xiang Yu's mind, and the embarrassment that had been pressing on his heart instantly vanished.

His gaze, which had been a bit dim, shone with ten thousand zhang of golden light once again, and his Aura rose instantly!

He stood up, bowed to Emperor Yao, his voice forceful and resonant: " Student, I have been taught! "