Chapter 236: Willpower and God's Heart
Leaving the consciousness space of the Great Compassionate Tree King,
Wang Hao returned to reality.
Naturally, the comments were filled with question marks, expressing dissatisfaction with his sudden "slippery face".

Having been with Wang Hao for so long, they naturally knew what had happened.

Wang Hao suddenly became dazed. It was very likely that he had entered some deep space of consciousness, and without taking them with him.

Yes, in theory, Wang Hao’s current status allows him to take them to see the deep space of consciousness.

Therefore, the barrage of comments were very unhappy with Wang Hao's behavior of "eating alone".

Although Wang Hao didn't care about their dissatisfaction, he still opened his mouth to explain.

"It was the Great Kindness Tree King who invited me. She said that Nashida had prepared a Tree King Festival for her and asked me to attend the ceremony."

【Tree King Festival?】

[What festival? I’ve never heard of it.]

[Didn’t you hear Wang Hao talking? This is the festival that Nashida prepared for the Great Kindness Tree King.]

【Why don’t we celebrate the Flower Goddess’ Birthday Festival? 】

【…】

The barrage was a little confused.

Wang Hao did not hide it and told the Great Compassion Tree King and the Small Auspicious Grass King about their considerations.

[Tsk, the Great Compassionate Tree King has good intentions. ]

[With the Great Compassion Tree King by her side, Nashida's fate has changed. 】

[There will be no world tree covering her memory, then she is the gentle and lovely moon, not the false sun. ]

[After all, the real sun is right beside her. ]

【very nice. 】

【…】

After chatting with the barrage for a while, Wang Hao did not stand there stupidly, but walked directly towards Ming Shen Island.

Yes, go, because he is not in a hurry now,
Ying has to complete special training against the Thunder General, and Yae Shinko also has to do some preparation.

Because all these take time, Wang Hao plans to take a good look at the scenery of Inazuma.

Although the comments kept saying that Inazuma was in hell,

But the underworld...it also has its own scenery, doesn’t it?

Moreover, calculating the time, if I walked all the way there, the Yae Palace priest would probably be waiting for me on the road.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao smiled and began to walk slowly towards Ming Shen Island.

Leaving from the island of Umi

Passing through the Wuming Fortress, crossing the narrow gap of the Wuxiang Blade,
Feel the remaining force of thunder,
Then stroll along the Nashii Beach.

Because of the war, this place has been basically abandoned.
Wang Hao saw many merchant ships and fishing boats abandoned here, probably left behind by refugees affected by the war.

Although a boat may be a fisherman's life savings,
But in the face of war, they had no choice but to abandon this means of survival and flee.

It is better to lose your job than to lose your life.

Of course, it's not like there's no one here at all.

Some ronin warriors occupied this place.

When the army came, they fled, and when the army left, they started robbing again.

As for why Wang Hao knows it so clearly.

Of course, that's what they said themselves.

"So, you haven't done anything bad?"

Leaning on the old boat railing,
Wang Hao looked at the tall ronin warriors in front of him with a smile.
He was robbed as soon as he arrived here. The result is self-evident.

These aggressive robbers were now kneeling in front of him.

"Yes, yes, sir, we are just some warriors who don't want to fight and are forced to make a living here."

The ronin warrior, or rather, the Kairanki, said cautiously.

Wang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth.
He was a little skeptical. Did he really look like a fool? They actually lied to him like this.

He turned his eyes away from the ronin warrior.

Wang Hao's gaze fell on the person not far away: "Since Yae Gongsi has arrived, why doesn't he come out to see us?"

"Oh, it's just that we don't want to disturb the New Order's elegance."

In a corner not far away, a pink-haired fox woman swayed her body and slowly walked out.

"These are Inazuma's people, won't you ask for mercy for them?"

Wang Hao spoke with a smile, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"Do I look like a pedant to you?"

Yae Shinko glanced at the several ronin warriors on the ground without any sympathy or mercy.

Although many netizens like this Narukami Omiya,
But Wang Hao could feel very intuitively that the other party was not a good man or a believer.

The indifference in her heart is no less than that of Lei Dianying, whose heart is sealed with cement today.

She was the chief priest of Narukami, an ordinary person who protected Inazuma, not her [lover].
She is not a demon, there is no such thing at all.

She was simply helping her friend and protecting the 'things' that her friend cared about.

Not to mention a few ronin warriors, even if dozens, hundreds, or thousands of them died in front of her, she would not be moved at all.

At most, I would think about whether the death of so many people would stimulate the filming of Lei.

Of course, if so many people died, it would affect Inazuma's operations, and then Yae Shinko would take action.

She doesn't [love anyone], she's just helping her friend.

"Tsk."

Wang Hao curled his lips, stretched out his hand, and the seal that originally bound the ronin warriors was opened.

Then, Yae Shinto frowned slightly.
The next moment, several fox cherry lightning bolts descended.

The fleeing ronin warriors were turned into charcoal.

"What a... bad taste."

There was a hint of caution in the eyes of the Eightfold Son of God when he looked at Wang Hao.

She could feel that the other party was testing her.

Yes, Wang Hao was testing her.

Try to find out what the attitude of the Narukami Grand Priest is towards humans.

Although those ronin warriors posed no threat to her, she still took action.

Or maybe she just doesn't like these bad guys.

Or maybe she felt that these bad guys would destroy the rice wife that Lei Dianying cherished, so she didn't like them.

As for teaching and redeeming these ronin warriors,
Haha, it has never been an option for Yae Shinto.

"When dealing with a god's family, necessary tests are inevitable. After all, what we are planning is not something worthy of praise."

Wang Hao shrugged. Although he spoke very seriously, his tone was full of indifference.

Yae Shinko's face turned slightly cold, and then returned to normal.

She could understand what Wang Hao meant.

Wang Hao was saying that as a follower of a god, she was working with outsiders to plot her own god.

Although Yae Miko thinks she is doing this for the good of the movie,

But hearing such words still made her feel uncomfortable.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. I need to get back the wish power you stole."

Yae Shinko snorted coldly and spoke directly.

Originally according to the plan of Yae Godson,
Ying will continue to come into contact with more and more people.
The will of these people to change the general's will will converge on Ying.

Then, by adding the secret method of the Narujin Taisha Shrine, you can activate these wishes in the Pure Land of One Mind.
Use the wishes of the Inazuma people to change the will of Lei Movie.

According to the comments, the plan was successful.

But now, there are changes.

The variable is this guy Wang Hao.

He brought new hope to Inazuma.

Therefore, the wishes of the Dao people, especially those at the bottom, did not converge on Ying.
Instead, it was directly "plundered" by Wang Hao.

Therefore, if Yae Shinto wants to promote her plan, she must obtain enough willpower from the Inami people from Wang Hao.

Otherwise, even if Ying underwent the so-called anti-lightning general special training and entered the One-Minded Pure Land, it would only be a favor to Lei Dianying.

The one who can truly change Lei's will can only be the people of Daozi, not Aunt Huangmao.

"Of course, I already know your plan. As a new order, I should support you in changing that person's will and moving towards a better world."

Wang Hao smiled slightly, speaking in a gentle voice, but the atmosphere was somewhat ruined by the few cokes not far away.

"But there is no such thing as a free lunch, either."

Wang Hao’s meaning is very clear, he wants the power of will and something in exchange.

As for what it was, Wang Hao already had an idea.

Before, when he told the Great Compassionate Tree King that he wanted to get the Heart of God from the Eightfold Son of God, he had already calculated everything.

God’s heart is precious.

Yae Shinko will not let go easily, even though the comments say that Yae Shinko gave it away easily in the 'plot'.

But that's because Yae Shinto already has a plan to save his own god. Compared to the god himself, the Heart of God is naturally worthless.

Similarly, Wang Hao is now also seizing the opportunity of the Eightfold Son of God to save the gods.

"what would you like?"

Yae Godson looked at Wang Hao and asked directly.

It's not that she didn't think about taking the power back from Wang Hao.

With the means of the Mingshen Taisha Shrine, it can be done as long as Wang Hao is defeated and the power of vows is extracted.

But after thinking about it, Yae Shinto felt that he might not be able to defeat Wang Hao.

She is not good at direct combat.

So, she chose to trade.

"Heart of God."

Wang Hao spoke with a smile.

"make a deal."

The Eightfold Son of God didn't even think about it. He stretched out his hand and threw a purple chess piece towards Wang Hao.

As I reached out to take it, a tingling sensation spread across my palm.

Thunder God's Heart.

[You are so decisive. ]

[Yae Shinko didn't really care about this thing,]

[Which one is more important, the Heart of God or the Thunder Movie? The Son of God can still tell the difference. 】

[In the plot, it can be used to exchange for yellow hair. Now it is the same to exchange for wish power with Wang Hao. 】

[But now that the Heart of God is in our hands, what should we do next? ]

[Of course it’s Dr. Calculation. ]

【…】

"Okay, I've given you the Heart of God. Now, give me the power of will."

Yae Godson looked at Wang Hao and spoke.

Wang Hao didn't say anything more. Gold lines appeared behind him, and a little bit of empty but dazzling light gathered behind him.

'May the new order come soon and end the war.'

Displaced refugees pray.

'Thank you Saburo for the food, and thank you for the new order.'

The old woman looked at her son who was getting better on the hospital bed and said something silently in her heart.

"Mr. Izumi is really amazing. I want to be as amazing as him in the future."

The teenage children watched Mr. Izumi treating the injured and sick.

"Don't play around anymore, go help your mother with things. I hope the new order can make her happy."

The child looked at his mother's sad face and secretly cheered her up.

"Everyone, come on, we can definitely get through this."

The refugees encouraged each other.

"Over there, I see someone over there, order comes first, you must survive."

On the edge of the brutal battlefield, refugees are saving more people in the midst of swords, guns and arrows.

Every spot of light is a wish full of hope.

Every wish is a simple and pure dream.

"Your wishes will become the foundation of a new world.

In this troubled time, I vow to pass on this hope until true peace comes."

"It has always been you who save yourselves."

Wang Hao never felt that he saved them. On the contrary, it was these people who pried open the power of order.

He recited silently in his heart, and the light gathered little by little, finally forming a ball of light, floating between Wang Hao and the Eightfold Son of God.

The ball of light has a brilliant glow.

There are sincere prayers coming from inside.

Peace, end of war, enough food, enough clothes...

Countless simple wishes, wishes and prayers come together and finally form an incomparably harmonious hymn of praise.

"Weaving laws, building order, the worlds in harmony, all spirits singing together, billions of radiant lights praising the Lord God"

He stretched out his hand and wiped the void, and the sound of praise gradually disappeared, leaving only the dazzling ball of light of wish power.

"My order is still in the power of the wish, but I think you should be able to clear it."

Wang Hao held the dazzling ball of light and threw it to the Eightfold Son of God.

Yae Shinko took the wish ball and smiled slightly: "Do you really want to clean it up?"

His eyes fell on Wang Hao's smiling face, and Yae Shenzi said with a hint of ridicule: "Clearing it directly will affect your plan."

"Oh, I'm just adding an insurance policy for Ying. If you think your plan is foolproof, I naturally have no objection."

Wang Hao chuckled and waved his hand.
"I'm planning on visiting Inazuma Castle. Would Yae-miyaji like to be my tour guide?"

Seeing Wang Hao changed the subject abruptly,
Yae Shinko was too lazy to argue and refused, saying, "Oh, what a pity. I'm busy with work today and can't accompany you in person. However, as compensation, please accept this token. If you encounter difficulties with the people who carry out the rites, our Narugami Taisha will still have some face."

As she spoke, she handed over a pink token.

It looks to be made of wood, with the words 'Murakami Taisha' engraved in the middle. There is also a lively fox carved on it, with several lightning patterns around it.

"Then I'll accept it."

Wang Hao didn't hesitate and took it.

Sometimes, it is easy to see the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with the little ghosts.

If he really got into a fight with a few shogunate soldiers, he would only be embarrassing himself.

Having this token can save you some trouble.
-
Xumi, desert, barren rocks.

This ancient and mysterious land, located in the western border of Xumi, the country of wisdom, is a vast world carved by the scorching sun and wind and sand.

Far away from the lush greenery and glorious civilization of Xumi City, this place displays the most primitive and wild face of nature.

Countless rocks weathered over the years have various shapes, some standing like giants, others crawling into hills, intertwining with each other, forming the unique landform of this desert.

In the sunlight, the surface of the rock shines with golden or red luster, as if it is the texture of the earth, telling the story of vicissitudes of tens of millions of years.

Of course, the most surprising thing is some strange pink and white "crystallized" stone pillars.

This is the form that was formed after the dark pollution leaked and was affected by an unknown force.

at this time,

In the endless desert scorched by the scorching sun, a tall man was strolling leisurely.

Every step he took was in accordance with an invisible rhythm, dancing with the yellow sand.

"Hmm? I'm being observed."

The handsome man suddenly stopped.

A hint of surprise appeared on his handsome face, and then he frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, outlining a nearly perfect profile. The golden light and his deep eyes reflected each other, revealing a handsomeness that could not be ignored.

This is a guy who looks like a 'good guy' at first glance.

A handsome face will make people like it at first sight.

"Little Lucky Grass King?"

"He has mastered the World Tree so quickly?"

"It's clear that Hazard just fell not long ago..."

"No, it shouldn't be Little Auspicious Grass King. He is too busy reorganizing the Church Order Institute, so why would he pay attention to me?"

"Besides, what exactly happened? Why did the little Jixiang Grass King change his usual attitude and become tough?"

The doctor was filled with doubts.

To be honest, he had already arranged the plan for Xumi.

Not only can it conduct a very grand experiment, but it can also seize the Heart of God.

Even using gods as an experiment.

But when he returned to Xumi, he found that Xumi was a little incomprehensible.

First of all, the fall of the great sage Azar made the plan he had previously formulated based on Azar's character go bankrupt.

Therefore, the doctor had to change his plan and abandon the House of the Lord, which had been re-ruled by the Little Lucky Grass King.

Come to this desert to find new partners.

"Stop, outsider, this is not the place for you."

Dotore was thinking about being observed when he heard a loud shout.

A smile appeared in his eyes.
He raised his head and, sure enough, not far away across the street, stood a sturdy man, clearly dressed like one of the Gilded Brigade.

"Are all the people of the Samanid Order so uneducated now?"

"As a guest, even if I am not welcomed, it is too rude to be driven away as soon as I open my mouth."

Dottore smiled and looked at the Gilded Brigade warriors in front of him.

Hearing what Dotore said,
The soldier on the other side clearly showed a hint of hesitation.
It wasn’t that what Dotore said about being uneducated that made him hesitate.

Instead, it was Dotore who revealed his identity.

A member of the Samanid Order.

This name is very old, and even many people have forgotten it.

They are a forgotten cult, perhaps only equally ancient beings remember them.

Moreover, the name of the Samanid Order has changed many times.

Some people called them the Jiaolun Group, while more people called them the Nagajuna Group.

"Who are you?" The Gilded Brigade soldier showed some vigilance.

They don’t have many friends now, or even no friends at all.

Anyone who knows this name may be an enemy.

"Don't be nervous. I am Zandik, a scholar who is disliked by the House of Lords, just like you."

Dotore smiled and said a name that was almost unfamiliar to him.

Zendik, the name he used when he was in the House of the Decrees.

As to whether it was his real name, no one knew. However, no matter what, the doctor said something that the soldiers of the Gilded Brigade agreed with.

"They are all scholars who are not liked by the Council of Ministers."

Why did the Samanid Order fall to its current state? Isn't it because it was "suppressed" by the House of the Decrees?

His expression eased a little, and the soldier of the Gilded Brigade said, "I am Bilo, a guard of the Samanid Order. Please wait here for a moment. I will report for you."

There was no trace of violence or malice on Dotore's face. Instead, he nodded very gently: "Okay, thank you for your help."

At this time, he did have some scholarly air, and looked like someone who was persecuted by the Council of Ecclesiastical Officials.

Then, Bilo's expression softened a little.
He touched his waist and threw a water bag to Dotore.

Then he pointed to a place not far behind him.
"There's a tent over there. It's mine. You can go and have a rest first. I'll report back as soon as possible."

Dottore smiled and nodded: "Thank you so much."

Until Bilo left,
Dotore returned to his usual indifferent attitude.

"So naive... Haha, it seems that the Samanid Order has declined now."

"But it's good this way. Only when they fall, I have a chance."

“Heart of God…Millions of Mother Trees…Spiritual Light…Pure Water…Abyss.”

Dotore murmured, his eyes full of coldness.

Although he said that he was a scholar ostracized by the Council of Churches just like the church.

But it was impossible for him to really empathize with the cult. To put it bluntly, for Dotore, the Samanid Order was just a backup plan for when he could not take any action against the House of the Decrees.

The doctor only wants two things.

One is the Heart of God, which is to be given to the Queen.

Another interesting experiment.

As for the rest, Dottore didn't care.

the other side,
Bilo quickly returned to the Samanid Order's headquarters and found the current head of the order.

"Master, there is a scholar outside."

"Scholar? Oh, is he from the Council of Lords? Bilo, people from the Council of Lords cannot be trusted."

A hint of purple flashed in the depths of Xian Zhu's eyes, and then turned into a gentle look.
But his words were not very gentle.

"The Order has turned its back on us."

"No, no, Master Xue, that scholar seems to be persecuted by the Ministry of Education as well."

Bi Luo spoke quickly.

Then Xian Zhuna raised his eyebrows slightly, showing interest: "Scholars persecuted by the Ministry of Education? Oh, interesting."

"Yes, Master Xueshou, he also knows our ancient name, the Samanid Order." Bilo continued.

Now, Xian Zhu was also a little surprised.

This name is really too old-fashioned.

Only a few scholars in the House of the Decrees know this name, and ordinary scholars will not come into contact with this name.

"Tsk, let's go and take a look."

Now that he was interested, Xian Zhu didn't waste any time and let Bi Luo lead the way.

The Samanid Order is now in decline and there are actually not many members left.

Some things really need to be done personally by Xian Zhu, the head of the school.

In fact, most of the other scholars of the Samanid Order have their own research and only follow orders but not propaganda.

Dotore thought he would wait a little longer in the tent.

Unexpectedly, Xian Zhu arrived much faster than expected.

When the current head of the Samanid Order stood in front of him, Dotore still had that gentle smile on his face.

"Are you a scholar persecuted by the House of Decrees?"

"I'm Zandik, you should have heard of my name."

Dotore glanced at Bilo, and was surprised that the other party didn't even say his name.

This Gilded Brigade is really all muscle and unreliable.

"Zandik?"

Na Xian Zhu frowned slightly, thinking about this somewhat unfamiliar name.

After a while, his eyes suddenly flashed and he looked at Dotore with some surprise.

"Zandik, a scholar expelled from the Order of the Church...hiss, according to the records of the society, the last time you appeared was hundreds of years ago."

An immortal species.

This is the reason why Xian Zhu was surprised.

He really didn't know that Zandik was actually an immortal.

Even though the Samanid Order lived deep in the rocky desert, they did collect information about the House of the Decrees in the beginning.

It was big news at the time that a dangerous scholar like Zandik was permanently expelled from the House of the Decrees.

Of course, this was hundreds of years ago.

"It has been a long, long time. I was expelled from the House of the Lords and exiled to the Great Red Sand Sea. I once saw the elegance of the Samanid Order from afar."

Dottore said with a smile.

When talking about his exile from the Imperial Academy, he showed no emotion.

In Dotore's view, his expulsion from the House of Ordinaries was actually a very simple matter.

He wanted to pursue higher knowledge, but the people of the House of the Decrees were afraid of him and so expelled him.

In Dautore's view, the human body is just a more sophisticated machine.

Since it is a machine, it can be updated.

If a certain part is taken apart and a certain place is modified, the performance of this machine called human can be easily greatly improved.

Regardless of whether they possess the Eye of God or not, regardless of their physique or martial arts skills, "optimized people" can display powers beyond common sense.

The House of Worship would naturally not accept this kind of "blasphemous" experiment on the human body.

So the Decree banished him,
Having lost his research environment, Zandik was exiled to the Great Red Sand Sea.

And here, he met Piero, the original fool.

Then, the scholar from Zandik said to Piero, the original Fool: "Does Solstice only want optimized people? If I can provide enough materials and enough time, I can even create the so-called God."

We don't know how Piero answered at the time.

But what we know is that not long after,
Missing from the desert is an exiled scholar named Zandik.

In the winter, there is a new Fatui executive named Doctor Dotore.

Of course, after becoming an executive,

Dotore also sneaked back to Xumi many times and did a lot of bad things.

Using the power of the Fatui, he took control of the House of Vitality, replaced Amaoudi as the chief physician, and restarted the human research.

One of the patients with magic scale disease, named Abbas, provided a large amount of data for the doctor's research.

Well, data provided as experimental material.

After completing the experiments on Abbas at the Vitality House, the Doctor completed the "cure" of the Morin Disease by controlling the levels of the limb elements.

Then he started further experiments, extending the experimental subjects to normal people.

He ordered the Fatui soldiers to begin collecting materials (humans) of different age groups through kidnapping, levy, and deception.

The collected materials include not only Xumi people, but also Mondstadt and Liyue.

There are also experiments on Vimalakirti and Lanna Luo’s capture…

I don't know how many times the doctor has done this.

Compared to that pathetic and hateful fellow,
The Doctor is the real bad one.

This is bad without any color.

He was just pursuing purer knowledge, so he was purely bad.

However, these were not things that Xian Zhu could know.

The academic leader only knew that this person was indeed a scholar expelled from the Council of Eminence.

According to the theory that the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

This was a scholar who, like them, disliked the House of the Decrees.

then,

Naxian Zhuna's expression softened: "Since you are a scholar expelled from the House of Edicts... you have the same experience as us, welcome here, Zandik scholar."

Then, Naxian Zhu said politely: "The environment here is not good, let's go to the base first. If there is anything, we can talk slowly."

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Dottore still smiled.

However, there was a hint of playfulness in the smile.

He smelled a familiar scent.

The school leader in front of him is not as simple as he looks.

The taste of the abyss...

Although it was very faint, he still smelled it.

'A religious order that fights against the invasion of darkness, but the leader was infected by the abyss.'

"Oh, it turns out that machines like mortals are too prone to malfunction."

Dotore followed behind the school leader, Xianjuna, and he didn't know whether he was mocking or sighing in his heart.

The main camp of the Nagajuna Regiment was located in a valley.

The environment here is much better than outside, at least there is no wind or sand.

I brought Dotore back to the camp. Although the conditions were difficult, they still provided some tea. I don’t know what was brewed in it, but it was definitely not tea.

"Tell me, you didn't come to us for academic exchange, did you?"

Then Xianzhuna's expression became slightly serious.

No matter what, he was the current head of the Nagajuna group, and it was impossible for him to directly believe the Zandik in front of him.
He brought people back because he had more of his own people here, and if there were any accidents, more armed forces would be available.

Of course, he probably didn't take into account Dotore's strength, which could not be countered by human power.

In Naxianjuna's eyes, Zandik was probably a lucky scholar who might have used some method to extend his life.

As for strength...scholars don't have any strength~!

"I heard about the great achievements of the Samanid Order a long time ago."

"In the age of darkness and disaster, it was your school's ancestors who charged to the front line."

"The House of the Decrees has turned its back on you, just as I have."

Dotore didn't say anything directly, but played the emotional card first.

Although Xian Zhu knew that it was flattery, he still liked to hear it. Of course, on the surface, he still looked serious.

Dotore continued, "As the keeper of the seal, you have probably noticed that the dark power within the seal has been stirring in recent years."

Xianzhu's expression froze, and a hint of coldness emerged, but he still didn't speak, still looking at Zandik in front of him.

"You didn't even question me. You are indeed a qualified school leader. Just tell me straight, I brought cooperation."

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Dotore didn't care, and smiled and spoke directly,

"A little development of the ten thousand mother trees and spiritual light..."

Then Xian Zhuna's eyes became more fierce.
But Dotore laughed even more happily, for he already knew that this school leader was not a decisive person.

And this kind of people are the easiest to deceive.

“This will be a completely new technology that you have never seen before.”

"A new god will be born from the corpse of the great being that has passed away."

“And we are the ones who create gods.”

"..."

In the small tent,

There was only Dotore's arrogant voice and... Naxianzhu's gradually getting heavier breathing.

After a few hours,

The two men came out of the tent laughing, with expressions of satisfaction and joy on their faces.

It was obvious that they had come up with some plan together.
-
Xumi City, Holy Tree, Jingshan Palace.

In the Tree King Meditation Room,

A mature goddess slowly opened her eyes.

The Great Compassion Tree King, whose body had previously disintegrated and no longer had a physical form in reality, has now re-condensed his elemental divine body in reality.

Although the God of Grass was lost, Xumi's ruling position and even the authority of the World Tree were transferred to Nashida.

But the Great Compassion Tree King is an extremely ancient demon god after all.

Even without the throne and all the authority of the World Tree, She is still one of the wisest goddesses.

"Desert, Samanid Order..."

The Great Compassionate Tree King murmured softly.

He remembers this Tarikat.

No, in fact, the more correct name should be the Samanid School.

The name "Church Order" is obviously derogatory in the House of Cults, which respects wisdom, reason and ideals.

But King Dacishu was deeply impressed by this school.

The dark disaster five hundred years ago,
All the schools of thought in Xumi have tried their best to fight against the disaster.
The Samanid school was the most radical.

They are on the front lines of disaster.

This school holds radical academic views, believing that scholars should protect the inheritance of knowledge at the cost of their bodies and lives.

They also firmly believe that "war is the order of Teyvat."

"So, after my death, the conflict of ideologies was so great that we parted ways."

The Great Compassionate Tree King thought carefully.

When He was alive, the Lesser School of the Decree was swallowed up by the Greater School.
However, a situation like the Samanid school directly parting ways with the entire Fatma would not occur.

It could only be that after his death, no one could suppress the ideological conflicts within the House of the Decrees, which led to the departure of the Samanid School.

“We cannot let this school of thought go astray.”

The Great Compassionate Tree King thought silently.

Although the Samanids had radical ideas, they were not bad people.

Even the fact that this school has been able to stick with the Black Seal for so long is truly admirable.

Therefore, no matter what is said, it is impossible for the Great Compassionate Tree King to watch this school being schemed against by the doctor and going astray.

After thinking about it,
The Tree King Meditation Room slowly opened.

The Great Compassionate Tree King walked out from inside.

Not far away, Nashida was swinging on the swing.

Seeing the movement of this book, someone came over jumping and skipping.

"You're awake."

There was happiness in the clear voice.

The Great Compassionate Tree King bent down and picked up Nashida who was jumping towards him.

"Boyer, we are in trouble."

He spoke of trouble, but there was no fluctuation in his tone.

Although the doctor is troublesome, in the eyes of the Great Compassion Tree King, he is just the right whetstone for Nashida.

Nashida has experienced too little danger, so this definitely won't work.

Compared to the demons that emerged from the Demon War, Nashida is too immature.

So, the Great Compassionate Tree King prepared to tell Nashida about this matter.

"Trouble? What trouble?"

Nashida looked at the Great Kindness Tree King with a confused look on her face.

"An expellee from the House of the Order is plotting something in the desert, and it involves a branch of the House of the Order."

Said the Great Compassionate Tree King.

Nashida frowned slightly and closed her eyes.

Now she still looks so small and cute.

But in fact, she has already mastered the power of the World Tree, but she is not as skilled in using it as the Great Compassionate Tree King.

Soon, Nashida opened her eyes.

"Zandik… Doctor… Dotore."

Nashida whispered softly, her emerald eyes gradually becoming dangerous.

With the guidance of the Great Kind Tree King, Nashida is no longer the grass god who only knows kindness as described in the comments.

She has ruthless methods.

"What are you going to do, Boyer?"

The Great Compassionate Tree King looked at Nashida gently.

"They are located deep in the desert. It is not easy for the Thirty-Man Group and the Disciplinary Officer to move."

"Besides, the desert people's misunderstanding of us has not been resolved yet. It is not a wise move to send a large number of people into the desert."

Nashida spoke softly.

The Great Compassion Tree King nodded slightly: "Yes, Zandik chose to go deep into the desert, perhaps also to block the power of the Order."

"I wonder if we can pass on their conspiracy to other members of the Samanid School, let them know that their leader has been corrupted, and ask them to help us stop the Doctor and Naxianjuna?"

Nashida looked at the Great Kindness Tree King.

"You have inherited the power of dreams. You can project dreams over long distances. With the help of the void, this is very simple."

The Great Kind Tree King smiled slightly but shook his head.

"But the Samanid school has been separated from the Faith House for hundreds of years. How can you convince them to believe in you instead of their head of school?"

"Compared to the illusory grass god in the Order Institute, a school leader who has accompanied them through hardships is obviously more worthy of their trust."

When the Samanid school was expelled from the House of Decrees, the God of Grass did not speak out.

So don’t expect that just one word from the Grass God will make them turn against you.

The words of Xianzhu, the chief scholar, carry much more weight than those of the grass god.

"Well...then should I send the disciplinary officer to investigate first?" Nashida said hesitantly.

"No, we are in the desert, and we have 'allies'."

The Great Compassion Tree King smiled, then reached out and rubbed Nashida's head.

"I was originally planning to tell you when you're more mature, but since you can use it now, I'll just give it to you."

"You have to know that the original Xumi had a master, and that master has not left yet."

Hearing the words of the Great Compassionate Tree King, Nashida's eyes widened.

"Sumeru's...master?"

In Nashida's opinion,

Isn’t the master of Sumeru the Great Compassionate Tree King?

Or can we add the former Three Gods Alliance?

"Yes, in the most ancient times, Xumi was the territory of the Grass Dragon Apep, but something happened later that caused Apep to fall into silence."

"But it doesn't matter. We can go and wake Him up. I have prepared everything a long time ago."

(End of this chapter)