Chapter 220: The Current Dao Sect Envoy is a Female Cultivator

Bai Hongtu arrived at the Human Sovereign Hall and saw several people lying sprawled behind Jiang Li in complete disarray.

The commanders had all intentionally left their drunkenness unchecked, sleeping messily on the ground. Zhang Konghu even stretched his foot toward Commander Huang’s face, making Commander Huang frown deeply from the smell.

Commander Liu, however, slept in an orderly fashion, lying flat on the ground with his arms crossed over his chest, looking peaceful, a smile on his lips, muttering, “Little Tao, Little Tao…”
No one knew who this Little Tao was.

“You’re missing some commanders. Where’s Commander Ma and his wife?” Bai Hongtu noticed only Commander Liu, Zhang Konghu, Commander Mu, and Commander Huang were present.

Expressionless, Jiang Li replied, “They’re making a baby. They said getting frisky after drinking can lead to accidents—and if an accident happens, that’s even better.”

He felt that yesterday, under the influence of the festive atmosphere, he’d actually thought Commander Ma was quite alright.

“Happy New Year.” Bai Hongtu extended his hand.

“What for?” Jiang Li didn’t know what trick Bai Hongtu was playing now.

“New Year’s money, of course. It’s New Year, how could there be no New Year’s money?”

“…If I’m not mistaken, aren’t you older than me by a year?”

“We’re all cultivators. Age doesn’t matter. Among cultivators, rank matters most. You’re a Mahayana Stage cultivator; you should give me, a Tribulation Stage cultivator, New Year’s money,” Bai Hongtu said righteously.

“I don’t recall you showing me any respect at normal times.”

“How can asking for money be the same as usual?”

Jiang Li thought about it and found Bai Hongtu’s argument strangely reasonable, so he gifted him one word: “Scram.”

“Such stinginess.” Bai Hongtu patted his own chest. “Fine, I’ll be magnanimous and gift you a new discovery.”

“You and I have both overlooked something about the Mingzhong World,” Bai Hongtu said seriously. “Mingzhong World might not be a Continent World. It could actually be a Planetary World.”

“We saw the Mingzhong people living on a continent and assumed it was a Continent World, but that landmass was transformed from the Dao Ancestor’s body. It wasn’t naturally part of that world.”

“Mingzhong and the others are survivors from the Celestial Realm, not natives of that world. So here’s the question—where are the natives?”

Since the commanders were truly asleep, Bai Hongtu wasn’t worried about leaking the secret that the Dao Ancestor’s body had turned into a continent.

Jiang Li was stunned—this was indeed a real problem.

“Want to go search?” Bai Hongtu proposed—that was his main reason for coming today.

“Sure.”

Since Bai Hongtu couldn’t traverse the void on his own, Jiang Li accompanied him to the Dao Sect’s teleportation gate.

While traveling, they chatted casually.

“How are the students Mingzhong sent over?”

“They’re working extremely hard, barely resting at all, popping Wakefulness Pills every day instead of sleeping. It looks like they intend to master the entire cultivation system of the Nine Provinces and bring it back to Mingzhong World.”

“As for their elders, they’re aiming to lead the Nine Provinces into the age of talisman industrialization—mass-producing talismans.”

“But they’ve hit some problems. For instance, certain specialized talismans require the talisman-maker’s blood. If you mass-produce talismans, you run out of blood pretty fast. The elders are discussing whether machines can be considered ‘people’ and use machine blood—in other words, oil—to write talismans.”

“…That’s pretty creative.”

“Recently, Mingzhong discussed with me—they’re using writing cultivation novels, making cultivation movies and TV dramas, and doing livestreams to slowly introduce cultivation culture to their world. They asked if they could send more people over. By the way, I learned the term ‘inoculation’ from Mingzhong.”

“Alright. Other forces have long been eyeing Mingzhong World’s technology anyway. Since both sides are willing and the timing is right, let’s deepen the exchange,” Jiang Li agreed. “But how exactly do they promote cultivation via livestreaming?”

“Here’s the thing—Mingzhong asked our Dao Sect to send a female cultivator to be a livestreamer. Apparently, ‘livestreamer’ is a real profession in their world,” Bai Hongtu said, confused about how standing in front of a screen and talking could count as a job.

“I thought, why not just let my disciple, Yu Youxian, do it? She’s the current Dao Sect Envoy anyway. No need to limit ‘walking the Nine Provinces’—walking in other worlds to spread the Dao Sect’s name works too.”

It was the first time Jiang Li learned that the current Dao Sect Envoy was Yu Youxian. Bai Hongtu had never mentioned it before.

Bai Hongtu used a spell to project a video to Jiang Li. On the screen was a teenage girl of about seventeen or eighteen, wearing a clean white robe, looking cute as she cupped her fists toward the camera, appearing a bit nervous.

“Hello everyone, I am Yu Youxian, Dao Sect Envoy of the Nine Provinces World.”

Then she solemnly began explaining the Nine Provinces World, the Dao Sect, and the concept of cultivation.

In Mingzhong World, many livestreamers created all sorts of gimmicky personas: teachers at magic academies, aliens, underground dwellers, corporate CEOs, and so on—anything to attract viewers. So people quickly accepted Yu Youxian’s identity.

After all, they thought it was fake anyway.

And she was quite adorable.

When she saw that many comments doubted her authenticity, Yu Youxian got puffed up in anger and demonstrated exquisite swordsmanship. Brilliant sword energy sliced a giant rock cleanly in half as easily as cutting paper.

Mingzhong World had advanced technology—forget slicing rocks, they could create special effects to make it look like someone split the sky with a sword. People just watched it for fun, thinking the streamer was entertaining.

“Right now, Youxian already has over ten million followers. Mingzhong says that soon, they’ll officially acknowledge her identity and publicly announce the existence of the Nine Provinces World.”

“Interesting idea,” Jiang Li said with a smile.

But then it hit him—if the current Dao Sect Envoy was a female cultivator, didn’t that mean back when he impersonated the Dao Sect Envoy…

No, no, better not to think about it.

“Since Youxian finds Mingzhong World fascinating, and the spiritual energy there is abundant, I told her to stay longer,” Bai Hongtu said. Though he usually seemed unreliable, he was actually very serious about training his disciples.

His philosophy was: intervene as little as possible, let them grow freely.

It was backed by theory too.

The Dao Ancestor said: The Dao follows nature.

…

Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu arrived in Mingzhong World. Without using magical power, relying solely on their physical strength, it was impossible to break free from the continent’s gravity. So Bai Hongtu used a Daoist technique to let his will guide his body into space.

They searched for a whole day without finding a single life-bearing planet.

Which wasn’t surprising. The universe was unimaginably vast—stretching over hundreds of billions of light-years. Looking for a habitable planet in such a vastness was like finding a needle in a haystack.

No matter how outrageous Jiang Li’s divine sense was, it couldn’t cover such a massive range.

Previously, the Brahma Tower was able to quickly find a life planet in the Zombie World because it tracked the path of the zombie virus’s spread. Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu had no such clues here—completely different situation.

In the Celestial Realm, it was established that Continent Worlds had no life planets, and Planetary Worlds had no continents. Also, wherever there was a world, there would be humans.

These conclusions came from immortals investigating thousands of worlds.

According to the Immortal Elder Changcun, even a single immortal, using divine power, would take a decade or more to thoroughly investigate one world.

Even if Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu had unlimited free time, they wouldn’t spend that long just searching for native humans.

Suddenly Jiang Li remembered—he had the system’s store. Maybe there was something useful inside.

Jiang Li opened the store and started browsing through the items.