I Come to Teach You Cultivation-Chapter 161 - 30: The Once-in-a-Millennium Great Flood (3/3)

Chapter 161: Chapter 30: The Once-in-a-Millennium Great Flood (3/3)

Guifang Kingdom, Cliff City.

"You failed..."

Looking at the chaotic crowd, the old priest sighed deeply.

Sitting atop the rubble of the toppled Ancestral Temple, Chongming... or rather Xuan Hui, sat despondently in silence.

"The book you acquired, I too have read it."

"Its description of a golden era of ’Human-god governance’ indeed stirs yearning."

"But you forgot the most crucial point, Guifang Kingdom is not the Great Xia, Guifang Kingdom does not have a ’king’ capable of making the Celestial God step back..."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Hui immediately turned to look at the old priest, his eyes filled with unstoppable rage.

"No, it’s not I who failed, but they who have gone mad!"

"If everything followed the original plan, the Five Directions Gods would have balanced each other, and we would gain more influence."

"Even if ’human-god governance’ couldn’t be realized, at most, I alone would be the scapegoat."

"But the Guirong Clan went mad, and so did the Tunchao Clan..."

"As for the Tufang Clan? It’s a mad god itself!"

"So I had You Chong release Qing Fu, hoping that the Qingmu Clan could find the legendary ’deceiver’."

"Then use the power of the Tufang Clan to restore the balance among the Five Directions Gods."

Sighing again, the old priest could only say that Xuan Hui’s naivety was expected.

"You Chong? That’s just a blood demon anyway..."

"If I’m not mistaken, that blood demon is actually an envoy of the Guirong Clan, isn’t it?"

Facing the old priest’s question, Xuan Hui was initially stunned, then resolutely denied.

"No, although You Chong is an envoy of the Guirong Clan, he detests the Five Directions Gods more!"

"As long as he can retaliate against the Five Directions Gods, You Chong is the best ’blade’ in my hands!"

"Ultimately, the reason things have turned out this way is entirely because they collectively went mad!"

Seeing that Xuan Hui still hadn’t realized the truth, the old priest finally sighed and spoke softly.

"Young man, even I can see the many unreasonable aspects of your disguise as ’Chongming.’ Do you think other priests can’t?"

"No, the priests are the cream that emerged from piles of corpses..."

"You can consider us cruel, or think we are foolishly loyal, but you can’t see us all as idiots."

The voice paused slightly, and the old priest continued to speak to Xuan Hui’s slightly astonished gaze.

"Ruling a nation has never been a one-man affair."

"Every policy of yours that could be smoothly executed, every command of yours that could be promptly responded to, was actually because we priests were assisting."

"Just like I said before, you’re not the only one who read that book. You’re not the only one who realized something is amiss in the current Guifang Kingdom."

"Even the Five Directions Gods... they clearly know of the undercurrents beneath the surface of Guifang Kingdom."

"They just don’t care."

"The exalted Five Directions Gods see this as a game, while also selecting more obedient ’leaders.’

"You thought you saw the future; in fact, it’s all a repetition of countless cycles of history."

The old priest’s words left Xuan Hui in a daze.

"Am I... merely repeating history?"

With his worldview shaken, Xuan Hui’s expression prompted the old priest to laugh.

"Don’t look down on yourself, you have actually created new history."

"Throughout the millennium of Guifang Kingdom’s establishment, you are the first mortal to push the Celestial God to such an extent and begin using unconventional moves."

"The silence of the Heaven-Howling Clan is a fact; the personal involvement of the Guirong Clan is a fact; the rampage of the Tunchao Clan is a fact; even the disappearance of the Qingmu Clan is also a fact..."

The old priest never denied what Xuan Hui did, and even felt proud of it.

But he also knew this was the result of Heavenly Time, geographical advantage, and harmony—factors that nearly made it a unique miracle.

"But I still failed!"

After a brief silence, Xuan Hui finally admitted to his failure.

"Ever since the Tunchao Clan’s rampage, I’ve lost control of the situation..."

"Why?"

"Why has this year’s flood season been so long?"

"Why are this year’s celestial phenomena so abnormal, with storms this close to winter?"

"Why has the water level upstream of the canyon not receded yet, but shows signs of aggravation?"

"Wasn’t the Tunchao Clan responsible for maintaining the mountain water veins? Why, then, has it been affected by such abnormal celestial phenomena this year?"

Gazing up at the gradually overcast sky, Xuan Hui’s face was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

If the climate and water levels this year were normal, neither Xuan Hui nor the Guifang Kingdom would have reached this point.

"Seems like the blood demon didn’t tell you!"

As if having expected this, the old priest slowly walked to Xuan Hui’s side.

Then, like when they were younger, he gently patted Xuan Hui’s head and said.

"It’s a great flood, a once-in-a-millennium great flood."

"Before becoming one of the Five Directions Gods, the Tunchao Clan was a Water God of the coast..."

"Of course, you could also call it a Sea God."

"As a former Sea God, the Tunchao Clan is most sensitive to changes in the water veins."

"And in our inland area, only a once-in-a-millennium great flood could cause it to go berserk."

"Maybe the Guirong Clan realized this too, which is why they no longer want to play house with us..."

Xuan Hui never expected that his failure stemmed from such an unforeseen factor.

What surprised Xuan Hui even more was that You Chong had known in advance of the upcoming ’great flood.’

"What kind of flood would prevent so many water gods along the way from channeling it?"

Hearing Xuan Hui’s naïve words again, the old priest simply gave a wry smile and asked in return.

"Why would those water gods want to channel the flood?"

"Isn’t it possible that this once-in-a-millennium great flood was caused collectively by those water gods?"

Xuan Hui’s eyes widened in astonishment, realizing the seriousness of the issue.

"You mean... this is an apocalyptic flood initiated by the water gods?"

Slightly shrugging his shoulders, the old priest only gazed at the gloomy sky, and answered ambiguously.

"That, I wouldn’t know. After all, how could mere mortals fathom the thoughts of the gods?"

"I only know that the Tunchao Clan is just one of the many water gods, and is destined to use the great flood to cleanse the current Guifang Kingdom."

"The current actions of the Guirong Clan are perhaps, like us, merely attempts at self-preservation..."

"Of course, these are just conjectures based on the current situation, not necessarily the complete ’truth.’"

"Just like the book you got..."

"You must learn to discern and filter what is true and effective, not accept it wholesale."

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