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714: Chapter 127: China Two Realms Agreement 714: Chapter 127: China Two Realms Agreement Mo Xiaofei was meditating with his eyes closed, practicing a simple form of meditation.

The origin of his superpowers fundamentally stemmed from the development of his brain by the club, and his strong spiritual power naturally made it easier to enhance his superpowers.

The method he used for meditation was actually a Taoist visualization technique taught by Long Xiruo.

Undoubtedly, this magical visualization technique brought Mo Xiaofei many surprises during the initial stage of his training.

At this moment, he hoped to see if he could speed up the recovery of his superpowers through the visualization technique.

While silently reciting the Heart Sutra taught by Zi Xing in his heart, he conducted visualization.

Even though it seemed like multitasking, for Mo Xiaofei, who had already passed training of controlling multiple stones simultaneously, it was a piece of cake.

The bedroom door gently opened, and after Zi Xing closed the door, she removed the veil on her face.

After a while, Mo Xiaofei slowly finished his meditation and came back to his senses, saying, “Why did Liang Tian suddenly come looking for you?”

Zi Xing replied calmly, “I asked him to find the full list of villagers in Zaodao Village to see if anyone was overlooked.”

Mo Xiaofei was taken aback, then nodded.

Although he had reset the time for a year, he dared not claim that nothing was missed.

He admired Zi Xing’s meticulous actions of finding omissions and making up for them.

He realized he still had many shortcomings… reminding himself of this, Mo Xiaofei once again entered into visualization.

Before the end of the third day, he and Zi Xing had agreed to try not to trigger anything, to see if they could get through the night of the third day and enter the fourth day—the day of the Zaodao Village festival.

Zi Xing saw Mo Xiaofei enter into a state of cultivation and then sat beside him cross-legged.

She recalled the text rubbing brought by Liang Tian and fell into contemplation.

The day passed quietly in such a peaceful environment.

Since the Kondo family served as the head family of the Nagato House, no one dared to disturb the people of the Nagato House at will.

As for Nagato Munachika, he never left his residence, citing illness and the need for solitude, not even his wife could approach him.

Though it seemed inconsiderate for a wife not to approach her husband, in the Nagato House, Nagato Munachika’s words held supreme authority, and no one could oppose him.

Nagato Tsuruko still hadn’t come back to her senses, and a maid was assigned to feed her rice soup three times a day.

Nagato Saburo also hadn’t appeared, and the servants seldom mentioned him.

Time quietly moved to the third day in the calm of the Nagato House.

Mo Xiaofei and Zi Xing continued to hide in the resting courtyard, waiting quietly for the night to come.

According to Mo Xiaofei’s account, once midnight on the third day passed, he would reset back to the first day…

As midnight approached, both sitting quietly in the bedroom found it hard to remain completely calm.

Mo Xiaofei stopped visualizing and silently recited the Heart Sutra in his heart.

He didn’t know whether he could withstand it if he returned to the first day again—this time, he harbored unprecedented anticipation.

Zi Xing could even hear Mo Xiaofei’s gradually heavier breathing and suddenly asked, “Lord Mo, how much do you know about the Divine Land?”

Mo Xiaofei was taken aback, not knowing why Zi Xing suddenly brought this up, and instinctively said, “The Divine Land, is that referring to our Grand Heavenly Dynasty?” “Hmm…” Zi Xing contemplated for a moment and asked again, “Let me ask you again, Lord Mo, do you know why there are so many monsters in the present era, yet there are no reports of them in human society?

Monsters possess great power, but the state machinery still permits our existence… don’t you find it strange?”

Mo Xiaofei replied, “I’ve heard my teacher mention it occasionally, something about an agreement she made, but she was unwilling to elaborate, and I didn’t dare to ask more.” “The Agreement of the Two Realms of the Divine Land,” Zi Xing said calmly, “isn’t a time unfamiliar to you, Lord Mo.

It was signed on the day the Tian Dynasty was founded by the first great figure who now lies in the Crystal Coffin and Master Long himself.” “Mao… grandfather?” Mo Xiaofei couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Zi Xing nodded, “That great figure possessed the True Dragon Fate of the Human Race.

Strictly speaking, Master Long, as the guardian true dragon of China, has some connections with that great figure at the source.”

The Godly Land’s true dragon, True Dragon Fate…

Even though Mo Xiaofei had seen much, this revelation of secret history was incomparably shocking. “The Agreement of the Two Realms of the Divine Land: one for the Mortal World, that is, contemporary society, and one for our demon world,” Zi Xing looked at Mo Xiaofei seriously and said, “The monster race’s luck is about to run out, but humanitarianism is prospering.

In a hundred years, the monster race within China will be extinct.

The agreement between Master Long and that great figure not only includes a ban on monsters appearing in current society but also includes borrowing a strand of luck from the prosperity of humanitarianism to let the monster race continue to exist.” “Borrowing fortune?

Can such a thing be borrowed?” Mo Xiaofei, listening as if it were a myth, forgot about the time unconsciously. “It refers to luck, also known as fortune, and not just simple luck.”

Zi Xing said calmly, “However, the content of this part of the agreement is known only to Master Long, the Xuanyuan Royal Family, and some ancient core groups within the monster race.

Even within the core groups, it’s limited to those in power.” “But why… why are you telling me?” Mo Xiaofei frowned. “It’s unheard of for Master Long to have taken anyone as his disciple all these years,” Zi Xing said solemnly, “Lord Mo, even though you are of the Human Race, in terms of status and position, you are not beneath some of the ancient core leaders of the monster race, so naturally, you are qualified to know about this matter.”

Mo Xiaofei had never thought his status as just a student of Long Xiruo would suddenly…

He imagined for a moment if one day, a group of big and small monsters would pay him respects, he shook his head vigorously—not only was he unable to accept it, but he also felt somewhat resistant.

Mo Xiaofei shook his head but was puzzled by the content of the agreement, saying, “Well… no offense, but I’m a bit unclear.

Why did Mao… that great figure agree to lend out a part of humanitarian luck?

After all, no matter how you look at it…

I mean… which…” “Lord Mo wants to say that non-our race species always have differing intentions, so why help those who pose a huge threat to humanity, right?” Zi Xing squinted her eyes. “I…”

Zi Xing shook her head, “Actually, there’s no need for you to mind that.

Moreover, frankly, lending out this part of the fortune was probably a reluctant move for that great figure.

After all, approaching the end of an era, extreme emotions filled the monster race, leading some extremist individuals to develop very radical and dangerous thoughts.

That is, since humanitarianism is prospering, why not exterminate the Human Race entirely?

Without humans, the fortune of humanitarianism would naturally become rootless.

Yet, this would inevitably lead to devastation across the Divine Land, which neither Master Long nor that great figure wished to see.

Furthermore, at that time, the New Kingdom had just been founded, and everything was resurgent.

If war with the monster race erupted, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the New Kingdom, and that great figure had to consider the endurance of the New Kingdom.”

Zi Xing sighed and continued, “Although, in the end, he agreed to lend out a part of the humanitarian fortune, it’s not like the monster race gained without giving anything in return.

Firstly, this part of the fortune could only barely keep us going and couldn’t benefit more of the monster race.

Those who couldn’t receive this part of fortune could only gradually perish.

Over the last century, the number of monsters has dramatically decreased to an alarming level.

As for the remainder, most have retreated from major cities into the remote mountains and forests.

Some are remaining hidden in their ancestral territories.

Of course, some, like Master Long, have created cities where monsters can reside.

However, within such cities, monsters are generally subject to strict restrictions.” “Are there many such cities?” “Not many, currently there are only seven within the Tian Dynasty,” Zi Xing sighed, “Some wild ones lurk in other cities or deep forests.

However, they cannot secure the protection of this fortune and often die young.

They’re also subject to handling by your country’s special departments…

Fifty thousand!

The number of monsters isn’t allowed to exceed fifty thousand!

This is also stipulated in the agreement.

Moreover, every ten years, the monster race must send at least a hundred advanced monsters to serve in your country’s institutions…

What these superpowers are used for, Lord Mo, you will understand in the future and possibly encounter.” “I never expected…” Mo Xiaofei smiled wryly, “This kind of agreement, it’s kind of…” “Humiliating the nation?” Zi Xing said calmly.

Mo Xiaofei hurriedly replied, “I didn’t mean it like that.

It’s just… how to say, how could the teacher accept such an agreement!

This is somewhat…”

He thought of Zhuifeng and the cheese, those monsters living in hardship, feeling a sense of sympathy, but he couldn’t ensure that every monster could be like Zhuifeng and the others, inherently possessing kindness.

He just felt somewhat complicated. “Master Long is, strictly speaking, not just our Dragon Lord.” Zi Xing said quietly, “She… is the Dragon Lord of the Divine Land, guarding only this piece of land.

Since humanity should prosper and the demons’ fate has ended, she can only act according to the natural order.

And this agreement, allowing us demons to continue, is already the greatest favor to us; what more can we demand?

The Heavenly Dao naturally abandons us, returning us to our original beast forms; we can only accept it silently.” “Zi Xing…” Mo Xiaofei wanted to say something but suddenly realized his position was quite subtle, his mood slightly heavy. “It’s nothing.

After the founding of the nation, achieving enlightenment is no joke.” Zi Xing said indifferently, “Besides, Lord Mo, midnight has passed.

It seems we’ve successfully made it through the third day.

That’s something to celebrate!”

Mo Xiaofei was taken aback, then realized that Zi Xing was diverting his attention, preventing him from pondering over getting through the third day.

Mo Xiaofei chuckled, realizing this Zi Xing seemed cold on the surface, yet inherently resembled Zhuifeng and the cheese.

He wondered if she noticed this about herself. “Yeah, it really is something to be happy about.” Mo Xiaofei took a deep breath, feeling his body filled with new energy, and stood up.

He winked at Zi Xing, suddenly laughing, “Zi Xing, Zhuifeng is really great, you should consider it!”

Zi Xing opened her mouth, then frowned, saying indifferently, “He’s still just a child, Lord Mo, don’t joke around.”

Mo Xiaofei shrugged, saying directly, “Since we’ve broken free from the nightmare of time reset, what should we do next?”

Zi Xing said, “When we entered the Movie World, we arrived at Yan Wuyue, and the automatic writing that appeared in the film might indeed be the key…

And in Zaodao Village, the only one who can write such automatic writing is the Shrine’s Mrs.

Witch.”

Mo Xiaofei said helplessly, “I told you, there’s no one in that shrine.” “The third day has passed.

Today… is Zaodao Village’s festival.

During the festival, the Mrs.

Witch should appear!” Zi Xing squinted, “Then, perhaps, we can unravel the mystery of our entrance here.” … …

The door of the woodshed opened, and a man in black clothing, with a very indifferent expression, walked in at this moment.

Ah Xiu, who hadn’t seen sunlight for three days, now looked at the glaring light outside the door and couldn’t open her eyes for a moment.

That man, however, said indifferently, “Ah Xiu, come with me.”

Although she couldn’t see the man’s appearance clearly at once, Ah Xiu was very familiar with his voice…

Upon hearing his words, Ah Xiu’s body slightly trembled, then quietly nodded, “So, it’s been another month…

Please lead the way, Lord Shinji.”

This man in black clothing, with an indifferent expression, was none other than Nagato Shinji.

At this moment, outside was deserted, and Ah Xiu followed behind Nagato Shinji with her head down.

However, along the way, she still couldn’t see a single person, which made her curiously ask, “Lord Shinji, why is the house… so quiet?”

Nagato Shinji said indifferently, “Have you forgotten?

Today is the festival day, everyone in the house went to help out.

Only those among you, who are on time, can’t help and need to be absent.”

Ah Xiu nodded, just sighed secretly about the upcoming events without saying anything.

Shortly thereafter, under Nagato Shinji’s guidance, Ah Xiu came to a room—in the room, six young women were already waiting, making Ah Xiu the seventh.

The women in the room turned cautious upon seeing Nagato Shinji entering.

Nagato Shinji waved his hand at this moment, and Ah Xiu silently stepped into the room, then Nagato Shinji spoke, “You all wait here now, I need to make some arrangements.

Also, without my permission, none of you are allowed to leave this room.

If something goes wrong and you miss the time, there’s no way to suppress the curse on you; don’t blame me then.” “Understood…” A group of young village girls responded weakly.

Ah Xiu sighed, thinking about what’s about to happen, still feeling somewhat complicated.

She was well past fourteen, when the curse began, and had naturally survived to now by relying on the male essence.

However, Lord Nagato is good, knowing that everyone faces tremendous pain with such matters, he specially created a potion, so no matter what happens later, they won’t remember it, only feel as if they are in bliss…

Waiting idly, Ah Xiu was thinking she hadn’t seen Miss Tsuruko for days, wondering how she was now, if she had enough sleep, ate well, or got bullied.

As she wondered, Ah Xiu suddenly heard a sobbing sound, and instinctively looked over, finding that another girl was in the room, hiding in the corner all along, unnoticed…

Wasn’t there originally just eight people?

A strange face, hadn’t seen before… this young?

Ah Xiu hesitated, then moved over to the girl secretly crying while hugging her knees, worriedly asking, “Are you okay?” “I…

I’m very scared.” The girl lifted her head, her eyes reddened, apparently having cried for quite some time.

Ah Xiu gently patted the girl’s head, noting her age, and softly said, “You… is this your first time?

Barely fourteen?” “Mm…

Just turned this month… today is the last day.” The girl nodded, “Originally…

I shouldn’t have come here, but since today is festival day, all the men in the village had to help out.

So…

I, I had no choice but to come here.” “It’s okay, Young Master Shinji will give us some magical potion later.

We won’t remember what happens and we will feel happy, plus we can survive.” Ah Xiu comforted her. “Rea…

Really?” “Mm.” Ah Xiu smiled slightly, holding her scared figure gently like an older sister, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll stay with you.

By the way, my name is Ah Xiu, what’s your name?” “Bamboo…” The girl wiped her tears, looking with pure eyes, said softly, “I’m called Bamboo.”

The room’s door opened again, and Nagato Shinji walked in, holding a tray with both hands.

On the tray, there were eight small cups. “Drink it, each of you.

If you act fast enough, you can still catch the evening celebration outside the festival.” Nagato Shinji said expressionlessly.