Chapter 338: One Hundred Thousand Fireworks Returned Here.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Holy Emperor was uneasy. He explained right away, “Mr. Li, we didn’t know you’re back, that’s why we did not invite you over.”
Li Nianfan smiled, “I came back not long ago, I happen to make it on time. Don’t feel bad, Holy Emperor.”
The Holy Emperor was less concerned after that, but his face was still flushing red. How he wished to slap himself on the face.
Even though he knew the expert was not home, he should have checked again the night before building the City God Temple. Who would know if the expert came home? He was so insincere! Sigh!
“Greetings to Mr. Li.”
Zhou Yunwu and Meng Junliang bowed at Li Nianfan.
The two of them were extremely excited. Their bodies straightened as they bowed a ninety degree bow at him.
One was the Human Sovereign, the other a well-reputable scholar. They sincerely respected Li Nianfan, it was not fake, it came from the heart.
Zhou Yunwu said with excitement, “Mr. Li, I’d like to thank you on behalf of all my people!”
Meng Junliang added, “Mr. Li, I’d like to thank you on behalf of all the scholars.”
With the status of them both in the ordinary realm, they naturally received the dream sent out by the Underworld. And the dreams were personally sent out by bigshots like Black and White Impermanence. They were told that the City God Temple was established by an expert.
Mentioning expert, Mr. Li was the first person that came to mind. Therefore, they asked around and found out that it was indeed Mr. Li!
Immediately, their admiration for Li Nianfan reached the peak. Most importantly, the establishing of a City God Temple was very beneficial to both Zhou Yunwu and Meng Junliang.
One was to help the people live in peace, the other was to give hope to the current scholars.
If the scholars were able to manage the people, and then loved and respected by them, the scholars could then be recognised by the Underworld after death and become the local City God. This was something to anticipate about!
Anyhow, the City God Temple was a bridge between the ordinary realm and the Underworld, a win-win solution!
Li Nianfan waved his hand, “Alright, don’t thank me, I merely provided an idea.”
The Holy Emperor said, “Mr. Li, you came at the right time. You are the most rightful candidate to inscribe for this Fallen Town.”
They were discussing who should be the one inscribing. This was a big matter, not only the ordinary men, these words had to be used to communicate with the Underworld. This was a big matter!
The truth was that no matter who was the one inscribing, they were unhappy about it. It seemed as if they were discussing, the truth was that they were arguing.
Meng Junliang handed the brush to Li Nianfan, he said, “Mr. Li, here’s your pen. I’ll prepare the ink for you!”
Li Nianfan did not deny. With his current status, he did have the rights to inscribe. With that, he received the brush and stood by a side.
The board was made, the City God Temple only lacked an inscription. However, the inscription was very important, it was the front of the City God Temple, it had to be meaningful not only to the ordinary but also the Underworld.
The words had to be powerful and meaningful.
Li Nianfan looked at the City God Temple behind him, and then down at the crowd before him.
There were too many people around, rows after rows. However, they all fell silent all at once, staring at Li Nianfan.
Li Nianfan met the sincere gaze of the people and took in a deep breath. He looked up at the sky far away.
He saw that the sky and the ground was joined by the white snow from afar. Further down, he wondered how the mirror-like Clear Moon Lake was doing.
He was standing high enough to look at the lake and the mountain behind. Since this was the City God Temple, it would be lit up by the lights even at night, taking on the responsibility of helping the city people.
He shall write about it!
The paper was prepared and placed on the table.
Li Nianfan gradually landed the brush on the table.
Since this was formal, he did not write fast. His font was lightly casual but very neat. However, there was a strange Insight coming from within, catching one’s attention with it.
The crowd below did not see the words, but they saw Li Nianfan. They could feel that he was being refreshing and elegant, every stroke and movement made him seem more carefree as if a light layer was surrounding him, very sacred. The City God Temple had somehow turned into his backdrop, one had to resist from worshipping him.
On the stage, Meng Junliang and the rest stared at the paper deadly. They could feel as if every word was alive and filled with intention.
Especially Meng Junliang. This was not the first time he saw Li Nianfan write, he had decided to learn from Li Nianfan forever. However, every time he saw him write, he would have new realizations, always feeling more ignorant and guilty as he watched.
Would he ever achieve such a miracle? Even one word of such level would be sufficient!
[Eight hundred miles of lake and mountains made the sight, one hundred thousand fireworks returned here.]
The last word…done!
“Vroom!”
Ripples were sent out between the sky and ground, as if some Laws were being forced to change. A strong and powerful pressure crashed down from above, almost solidifying the space around them.
The ordinary men only felt suffocated, while the cultivators felt their hairs standing up, they were terrified.
They looked at the sky in unison while trembling with their eyes opening wide.
They saw that a bright golden light fell down from the sky. Unknown of its source, it was travelling at a rapid speed, directly crashing into the City God Temple!
Instantly, the City God Temple which looked ordinary was covered in this layer of golden light, very eye-catching and so bright that it hurt the eyes to look at.
Luck!
Luck from Above!
Similar to when the Human Sovereign and Scholar was appointed, similar to when Buddhism was established. The wash of Luck reappeared, this time…the City God Temple was established!
The overwhelming Luck flooded all around them, covering the entire Fallen Town with a layer of golden glow. Of course the ordinary men did not see this strange sight, but all the cultivators suffocated at the same time, they almost fainted.
They actually witnessed this one in a million year-worth of majestic sight!
Meanwhile, in the Underworld.
Meng Po stood in the main hall, with Black and White Impermanence by her sides. Many Onis were caught up with work, sending out dreams to many people.
Meng Po held the Death Note, she placed it on a platform and said, “The Death Note has the power to determine life and death, it’s like a guide. Now that it returns to the Underworld, it will bring us more convenience in the future.”
Black and White Impermanence said, “Unfortunately we still don’t have enough Onis in here, even when it’s from time to time, we don’t have enough Onis to send out.”
Meng Po sighed, she asked, “How are the dreams sending out?”
“Popo, many places in the ordinary realm have started establishing City God Temple. However…this was never done before…” White Impermanence halted, he said bitterly, “Now that we don’t seem to…have the rights to officiate them.”
In the past, the Underworld could officiate the temples, they could appoint the officials and their duties, as well as managing the temples. However, now that the Underworld was destroyed, many responsibilities were restricted, even if they wanted to officiate the City God Temple, they would not get the approval.
Therefore, it would make the City God Temple rather useless.
For example, the Underworld used to be an approved organisation by Heaven. It had authority. However, now they apparently did not. They were now functioning like an ordinary Sect in the ordinary realm. This had to do with the system and the lack of system involved.
After all, once the City God Temples were established, they needed Onis to guard in the ordinary realm. However, if they did not gain approval, the Onis could not guard the temples, as they could not stay in the ordinary realm for long.
Meanwhile, the entire Underworld jolted vigorously!
A golden glow crashed onto the Underworld without prior warning. This golden glow was so thick and strong, covering each and every corner of the Underworld. The covered surface looked like the lotus blooming, with huge changes made in the Underworld.
The Death Note placed on the platform was shone by the golden light. The originally black surface was gradually turning into gold. By its side, the brush gradually floated, the point of the brush had turned from black to golden!
The golden light continued to shine, spreading from the main hall to the other halls in the Underworld.
“Hwa-la!”
Other than the Styx, there was another sound of water coming from the Underworld. The stream sounded quick, as if the splashing of a waterfall, the sound of water splashing was heard by the crowd one time after another.
This familiar sound made many of the Onis jolted, as if their souls would leave their bodies. They had a surprised and delighted look on, they became transfixed.
White Impermanence stuttered and trembled, “Po…Popo, that…is that…the sound of Acheron?”
“It’s Acheron, definitely the sound of Acheron!” Meng Po was more excited than anyone. She had tears in her eyes, “I’ve heard the sound of Acheron for countless years, it won’t be wrong. The Acheron is starting to flow again!”
She flew over rapidly, travelling toward the outskirts of the Underworld.
In here, the rippling stream of Acheron was flowing. The originally dead Acheron was now gradually coming back alive, letting out a golden glow like the sun. It poured down while lightning up the entire Acheron
Acheron was the so-called Ninth River. The home of the dead.
After death, the soul would be sent to the Acheron and stay there for a while. The soul would then be referred to reincarnate. Ever since the catastrophe, the Acheron dried out and thus the souls had to be sent to the angry Styx.
Many Onis stood by the Acheron, they looked at the Acheron with a perplexed look. Suddenly, they felt as if this was a dream, as if…everything was coming back.
Meanwhile, by the side of the Acheron, rows of dried out flowers with only their rhizomes left suddenly came back alive. They were blooming one after another.
Higan Flowers!
The Higan Flowers were bright red like fire, as if tainted by fresh blood. They bloomed batch after batch, as if rolling out a carpet on the ground.
“Higan Flowers, Higan Flower! Flowers without leaves, leaves grew without flowers. The flowers and leaves depend on one another, forever and ever.” Meng Po mumbled in a low voice, “Beautiful, so beautiful!”
“Vroom!”
Above the Acheron, the broken bridge from not far away started letting out a growl, as if a rainbow was hanging above, the broken stones were starting to re-join bit by bit, as if time was going backward!