Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 335 - 13: Southern Barbarians Have Witches, The Descent of Heavenly Might_2

Chapter 335: Chapter 13: Southern Barbarians Have Witches, The Descent of Heavenly Might_2

Yuan Yang said, "The physician’s ideal may be to let medicines gather dust on the shelf, but in reality, this is impossible."

"The southern barbarian tribes occupy the upper reaches and launch natural disasters against the lower Yingyuan Prefecture. The diseases brought by these disasters are terrifying. Even if the officials can withstand it, the common people cannot, and that’s when my workload will increase."

"Moreover, you martial artists can’t avoid going to the battlefield to kill enemies."

Wang Ji rubbed his shiny bald head, "The Heavenly Workshop has many tasks: city defense, maintenance and replacement of siege machinery, construction of arrays... The most difficult task is the one assigned by the Minister of Agriculture Supervision. Cloud City is a mess and hasn’t been repaired for many years. I’m afraid I’ll go bald again."

Indeed, the workload of the Minister of Agriculture Supervision was immense, as water management was the top priority. The third ring task assigned by Wang Ji largely revolved around the water management deployment of the Agricultural Supervision.

Zhao Xing smiled and cupped his hands, "Apologies, Mr. Wang. Next time, let Yuan Yang prepare more hair growth medicine for you. Whatever you want to eat, just tell me, and I’ll get it for you!"

"Can you get Mr. Wang a southern barbarian woman?" Hu Bing joked, "Mr. Wang mentioned this idea before."

"You get lost!" Wang Ji’s face turned red, "When did I ever say that? You bastard, you even watched Zhang Jie taking a dump."

"Mr. Wang!" Zhang Jie hurriedly said, "Why are you talking about this out of nowhere!"

"Hahahahaha!" The small parlor was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Silence! Everyone is getting off-topic!" Zhang Yi solemnly patted the table, "The meeting continues, let’s start with the second topic."

The first topic was to determine the direction, and everyone’s task direction was aligned.

The second topic was about where to start.

Zhao Xing was the first to speak, "Cloud City relies on the Canglan River, with numerous tributaries crossing through. Water management should be the top priority."

"We must keep the enemies outside the national borders and not allow the southern barbarians to steal our homeland."

"If a natural disaster strikes Cloud City, causing significant damage, then all of our tasks, including mine, will be in vain. Therefore, protecting Cloud City is the first priority. Do you all agree?"

"Agree," Xia Jing was the first to respond. Zhao Xing’s third ring task was to deal with the Canglan River flood season and natural disasters. If the Minister of Agriculture couldn’t get free, he, Xia Jing, wouldn’t dare to enter Fengming Mountain to chop down the barbarians without bringing the Military Minister of Agriculture Officer, Zhao Xing.

If Zhao Xing, the Military Minister of Agriculture Officer, wasn’t present, what would they eat? And taking a step back, as the County Magistrate, Xia Jing also had the duty to protect Cloud City, so he naturally supported it.

"Agree," Yuan Yang also voiced his agreement. If the natural disasters couldn’t be prevented, his third ring task would also be in vain. After a natural disaster, diseases would spread everywhere. If Cloud City suffered from a natural disaster, he might as well pack up and leave.

Wang Ji naturally agreed as well because his task was closely tied to Zhao Xing’s. Prioritizing Zhao Xing’s task was akin to prioritizing his own.

"Agree," everyone else also agreed.

Zhang Yi expressed his concern, "I am not the chief official of the temple, Shen Mingyu is, and Liu Jingwen is not the County Magistrate. If Liu Jingwen and I join forces to marginalize Shen Mingyu and Duan Ren, it would be improper and might lower our evaluation."

Everyone’s gaze turned to the young man sitting upright below, wearing a scholar’s robe and a high crown.

Liu Jingwen was a Ritual Repairer and military strategist. Although his performance during training wasn’t outstanding, he didn’t even get a Grade B treatment in the Ten Suns Cave, only a Grade C+. However, during the last major exercise, he acted alongside Zhao Xing and Xia Jing. Many Ritual Repairers were sent, but the only familiar "Strategic General" was Liu Jingwen.

In the end, Zhang Yi entered the Priest’s Four Saints Institute during the training.

But these two had to follow the "ritual." Zhao Xing and Xia Jing could act recklessly, but they could not. Doing something out of line would reduce the power of their spells, and seriously opposing the ritual in their hearts might even cause their cultivation to regress.

"This is a minor issue," Xia Jing spoke, "Let the two of them hand over all administrative affairs to you two for handling."

"Will they do that?" Liu Jingwen hesitated, "Shen Mingyu might be fine since he lost oversight in the Shao Wanjie case. He plans to make amends, but Duan Ren has just been transferred and taken office in Cloud City."

"I say they will," Xia Jing smiled lightly, "I forgot to inform you all. In the year 241 of the Dingxin calendar, Duan Ren was an officer; he got promoted to Ninth Grade County Magistrate in the first year of Jingxin. For five years, he did not get a grade, but in three years’ time at Huangyan County, he quickly rose to the eighth grade, then was transferred to another place."

Everyone was puzzled. Xia Jing continued:

"Huangyan County is my father’s fief."

Everyone: "..."

"Curse it! Brother Xia has been crafty!" Chen Fang slapped the table.

"Brother Xia, why didn’t you tell us earlier that Duan Ren was your family’s vassal?"

"I protest! There’s cheating going on here!"

"Brother Xia, you didn’t bring a Protector, but you brought him?"

"Oh, you anticipated being the County Magistrate. Bringing along a County Magistrate, you can quickly take control of military and governmental power wherever you go."

"This kid can’t stay for long!"

"Brother Xia should be punished by eating a stone of numbing fish fruit!"

"Ugh... Zhang Jie, I really want to tear this mouth of yours apart!"

"Fainting, I wasn’t the one who said it. Chen Fang mimicked the speech! You know he aced his language class."

"Quiet!"

Zhang Yi knocked on the tabletop, casting a spell to silence everyone.

Seeing this, Zhao Xing couldn’t help but smile.

Why did he want to involve Xia Jing in this? Because top-level geniuses often had a presence akin to Protectors.

With Xia Jing’s background, his choice range was broader. Such a deployment would not be so convenient without Xia Jing being the Heir of Marquis Mansion.

Father Xiahou... This remark held weight throughout Pinghai State!

....

While Zhao Xing’s group was discussing major strategies for Cloud City.

Three thousand miles south, in a certain part of the Fengming Mountain range.

Mists drifted, and light shone on a group of massive stone buildings below.

In the center of the buildings stood an intricately carved stone palace, flanked by two statues of beast-headed, human-bodied figures holding staffs, exuding an austere aura.

The palace was imposing, and beside it were many military tents made of animal hides. Numerous robust barbarian warriors wielded weapons and patrolled the area, with many exotic beasts roaring from the camp.

Among them, people in totemic robes with intricate patterns painted on their faces moved about, chanting incantations.

Whenever they passed, the barbarian warriors on either side of the path would stop and bow, showing utmost respect.

For these were the most revered "shamans" of the tribe.

As the shamans worked, a faint glow emitted from their feet, and lush greenery suddenly sprouted from the barren ground.

Barbarian warriors soon came to harvest these plants as food for the exotic beasts.

One young shaman wore a black, embossed robe with a feathered helmet and a matching black cape tied behind him.

He exuded an air of nobility as he walked into the central stone palace.

Walking through the stone pathways, the entire space seemed to breathe, filled with an ancient and mystical resonance.

Moments later, the young shaman arrived inside the palace, which was spacious and only had one violet-glowing throne. Upon it sat a figure of immense size.

The young shaman respectfully saluted, "Greetings, Cang God Envoy."

"Zhao Ke," the figure on the violet throne spoke, his voice booming like a bell, "The Divine Mountain has ordered the shamans of your Hana Tribe to deliver divine retribution upon Yingyuan Prefecture. It must be completed within a month."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light shot from the throne’s armrest, forming a map in front of Zhao Ke.

"Do you remember it?"

"Yes," Zhao Ke looked closely at the map, then bowed his head, placing his hand on his chest, "The Hana Tribe will not fail the Divine Envoy’s command."

With a swoosh, the violet figure turned into a streak of light, flying out of the palace along with the throne, disappearing into the sky within moments.

Zhao Ke quickly copied the map, then compared it with a Great Zhou map of Yingyuan Prefecture, finally focusing on a specific spot on the map.

"Cloud City," Zhao Ke murmured, "The target area to launch the natural disaster attack is here."

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