Chapter 691
Chapter 691
-----------------------------------------------------------------
>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 691
>Chapter Title: Earth Dragon Turns Over
>-----------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter 691: Earth Dragon Turns Over
“Got it? Recite it for me. Recite it right, and you’ll get some rock candy.” A White Lotus follower crouched down as he spoke to the beggars in front of him. “Yu’er God, child god, pissing your pants in front of the Old Mother.”
“Yu’er God, child god, pissing your pants in front of the Old Mother.”
“Good kids. Here, one lick each. Now go spread it around. Chant for a full hour, then come back for a piece of candy each.”
As the little beggars scampered off, all sorts of jingles spread through the city. Some slandered the Fa Cult, others praised the White Lotus Cult. Even kids who hadn’t been taught joined in the fun.
It wasn’t just kids they mobilized. Adults were recruited too.
“Worship the White Lotus, offer to the White Lotus. Worship the White Lotus, and you’ll be safe in the mortal world for a century, in the underworld for ten thousand years!”
“Follow the White Lotus, and you’ll have sons!”
“The White Lotus descends, and the masses rise! All who join are brothers. No restrictions on joining—regardless of wealth, gender, or age, men, women, old, or young.”
As the White Lotus Cult spread through the mountain city, the lotus pattern propagated rapidly.
Ordinary folk didn’t mind much. The real point was that the White Lotus Cult gave those who had converted to the Fa Cult another option—they could turn enemies into friends.
Faced with the White Lotus followers’ brazen activity, the city bailiffs didn’t stop them. Instead, they facilitated it everywhere.
The higher-ups had spoken: anyone against the Fa Cult was one of us. As for what came after, that was a problem for later.
And as the White Lotus Saintess, Bai Lingmiao now sat in a spacious hall, awaiting an audience with the Later Shu court officials.
“Sister Bai, where’s Senior Brother Li?” Not seeing Li Huowang, Yang Kid seemed nervous.
“Senior Brother Li has urgent business. He’ll be back soon.” Bai Lingmiao knew where Li Huowang had gone, but she saw no need to tell Yang Kid.
She looked tense, pondering how to speak when she met the officials.
The old woman with a lotus mark on her forehead seemed to read Bai Lingmiao’s mind. She bowed slightly and said, “Holy Lady, no need to worry. With Later Shu’s lands in ruins now, they need us. They won’t make trouble for us.”
Bai Lingmiao nodded slightly, calming herself a bit. Using her mind’s eye, she sensed everything in the hall.
The decorations and furnishings proved how seriously they took her. Her heart eased some more.
Seeing Lv Xiucai engrossed in a bamboo slip that had come with them, Bai Lingmiao set down her teacup and walked over.
Seeing her approach, Lv Xiucai quickly set down *The Great Thousand Record*, stood, and bowed. “Auntie!”
Bai Lingmiao picked up the bamboo slip, her fingers tracing the strange characters. Scenes of bloody self-mutilation and sacrifice filled her mind.
She knew what this was. Senior Brother Li had used it before. This thing was sinister—not good at all.
Bai Lingmiao sighed softly and set the bamboo slip back down. “Xiucai, I know you’re hurting. Pray more to the Limitless Old Mother; it’ll help. And if you want revenge on the Fa Cult, you can pick any White Lotus Cult techniques or divine powers. No need for this.”
“Thank you, Auntie!” Lv Xiucai said gratefully.
That said, he showed no sign of putting *The Great Thousand Record* away. He wanted the White Lotus Cult techniques—and he wasn’t letting go of *The Great Thousand Record* either.
The cult techniques required talent, piety, and practice. *The Great Thousand Record* required nothing—just pick it up and use it.
Bai Lingmiao saw through Lv Xiucai’s thoughts. Just as she opened her mouth to say more, the ground shook violently. Everything in the hall toppled every which way.
“Earthquake! Quick! Get out of the hall!”
Amid the violent shaking, everyone rushed out, escaping the danger of being crushed by the building.
The calm Bai Lingmiao saw that outside was total chaos now.
“Earthquake!” Shouts and gongs sounded everywhere. The whole city was in turmoil: houses collapsed, ground cracked, and some people even fell screaming into the fissures.
The only silver lining was how quickly it passed—just half a stick of incense’s time.
Looking down from the mountain city, the barren ground in the distance had cracked into pieces, as if the whole earth would split apart.
As Bai Lingmiao puzzled over the disturbance, she spotted Li Huowang flickering in and out of sight, rushing toward her.
“Miaomiao! How many elites did the White Lotus Cult bring this time? Call them all out!”
Li Huowang’s tone was unusually urgent. Bai Lingmiao had never seen him this panicked.
“What’s wrong, Senior Brother Li?”
“The Fa Cult isn’t trying to take the dragon veins—they plan to destroy them all!” At Li Huowang’s words, the air around them grew tense instantly.
With Yu’er Gods lurking everywhere, the fate of ruining the dragon veins was clear—Great Qi had already shown it.
Soon, aside from the preaching followers, all the White Lotus believers marked with white donkeys followed Bai Lingmiao toward the Later Shu Celestial Monitoring Division.
In this life-or-death moment, the Later Shu Celestial Monitoring Division mobilized fully. Li Huowang didn’t recognize most, but the three at the front—he knew.
The Later Shu Celestial Monitoring Division leader, Great Liang Celestial Monitoring Division’s Xuan Pin, and Four Qi Celestial Monitoring Division’s Zheng Boqiao. Clearly, facing this crisis, they’d called up everyone they could.
Li Huowang felt eyes on him. Some watchers weren’t hidden; he just couldn’t spot who. The Celestial Monitoring Division had some shady figures.
When Li Huowang approached, the Later Shu Celestial Monitoring Division leader pulled out a horn wrapped in red cord, put it to his mask’s mouth, and blew hard. “Woooooo~~~”
The low horn blast carried far, like a dark cloud over everyone’s hearts.
When the horn stopped, the hundreds of Celestial Monitoring Division members scattered instantly. In groups of three or five, they charged out of the city—new orders, clearly.
“Where are they going? The dragon veins are about to be destroyed. Taking them back is what matters.” Li Huowang walked up to Xuan Pin.
“Don’t worry. I won’t let them slack off now. We have time—the Fa Cult won’t ruin the dragon veins that easily.”
“We must seize back the dragon veins before the Fa Cult destroys these three.”
“How do you know they’re not destroyed yet?”
“The hour.” Xuan Pin held up a withered, slender finger. “One dragon vein per hour. We’ve only lost half an hour so far.”
“One dragon vein per hour? A day has twelve hours, so twelve dragon veins here?” Li Huowang sensed he’d grasped a secret.
“Wrong. A day has sixteen hours, sixteen dragon veins. We don’t have that many hours now because so many were destroyed before.”
(End of chapter)