The Demon Extinction War lasted for three days, but cleaning up the battlefield took a full half month. After the myriad races had completely sorted out the pure essence crystals and properly handled the bodies of their fallen comrades, they left the Demon Suppression Land. As soon as they left, the Five Fingers Mountain in the core area of the Demon Suppression Land let out a miserable roar.
After the roar, the Five Fingers Mountain immediately emitted a large amount of demonic energy, which shot straight into the sky, transforming into countless demonic clouds and once again shrouding the Demon Suppression Land. And faintly, people within the Demon Suppression Land could hear the unique hissing sounds of demons.
They knew that after the Demon Extinction War, the Demon Suppression Land had returned to its previous state.
"His Majesty the Holy Emperor is truly far-sighted! He even thought of suppressing the Primordial Demon Lord here, not only as a training ground but also as a source of pure essence crystals. Only His Majesty the Holy Emperor has such means."
"No, you're not entirely correct," someone retorted.
"Oh? What's your insight?" the first person asked.
"Besides His Majesty the Holy Emperor, there's also the Earth Goddess. The Earth Goddess is one of the Twelve Ancestral Gods, possessing great power and creation. She could also suppress the Primordial Demon Lord here," the person said.
"You're right," the first person nodded.
...
After cleaning up the battlefield, the myriad races withdrew from the Demon Suppression Land, but they didn't go far. Instead, they stood before the Demon Suppression Land, watching the towering demonic clouds and listening to the cries of the newborn demons beneath the clouds. The remaining members of the myriad races had complex expressions.
"Do you regret it?"
In the sky, someone asked the person beside them.
The person asked was stunned, then smiled and said, "One general succeeds on ten thousand bones. If you want to unify the myriad worlds, you must pay the corresponding price. If you regret even this much loss, wouldn't you spend every day in regret? It's just a pity that the names of the sons who sacrificed in this war will be gradually forgotten as time goes by."
The person who asked chuckled, a look of regret also appearing on their face. As commanders in this great battle, they naturally felt their own shortcomings. In terms of battlefield command, they were arguably inferior to even some mortal generals. They bore a great responsibility for the army's heavy losses.
They were prepared to return and accept punishment from the Holy Emperor's Hall!
On the other side, the silver-armored female general of the Nine Li Divine Dynasty approached the Northern Garrison King, the Eighth Prince, of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty.
The silver-armored female general immediately punched the Northern Garrison King's chest, making a bold move, but her voice was captivating.
"Xia Laoba, your Divine Strategy Army wasn't completely wiped out, was it?" The silver-armored female general's words were shocking. The members of the army below almost fell to the ground in fright. The Northern Garrison King, the Eighth Prince, was their commander in this Demon Extinction War, and they naturally understood his temperament. He was a decisive and ruthless soldier. Under his command, the army ruthlessly harvested countless demons. How could such a person be called "Xia Laoba"? This was a blatant insult.
They were very curious how the Northern Garrison King would respond, whether he would fight to the death or directly retaliate.
Who knew that the Northern Garrison King would rub the spot where he was hit and then roll his eyes at the silver-armored female general, saying, "You butcher Bai, your army won't wipe out my Divine Strategy Army."
"Oh? Really? Let me see how many of your Divine Strategy Army are left... Tsk tsk, of the 10,000 Divine Strategy Army soldiers, less than 3,000 are left."
Being called butcher Bai by the Northern Garrison King didn't seem to bother her. On the contrary, she seemed to like the title. She glanced at the Divine Strategy Army, and a sweep of her divine sense told her how many soldiers were left.
"My Armor-Piercing Army still has 5,000!" the silver-armored female general said triumphantly.
The Armor-Piercing Army in the Nine Li Divine Dynasty was the same as the Divine Strategy Army in the Great Xia Divine Dynasty. They were the elite among the elite, led by the female general in front of him, whom the Northern Garrison King called "butcher Bai."
"Butcher Bai's" surname was Bai, and she was a member of the Bai family of the Nine Li Divine Dynasty. The ancestors of the Bai family were personal guards who had followed the Nine Li Great Emperor. When the Nine Li Great Emperor founded the Nine Li Divine Dynasty, the Bai family naturally took root in the Nine Li Divine Dynasty, serving as generals and ministers for generations. Butcher Bai was the current head of the Bai family, named Bai Ningbing, a name full of coldness, but she herself was like a cheerful man, carefree, and called her subordinates brothers.
The origin of her title "butcher Bai" was due to her combat style. She treated enemies like livestock, adopting absolute destructive strikes. This was why her battlefields never left behind pure essence crystals.
The Northern Garrison King curled his lips. He had known Bai Ningbing since childhood, and they could be said to be old rivals. Because he was the eighth in line, Bai Ningbing called him Xia Laoba every time they met. As she kept calling him that, many people forgot that his original name was Xia Siliang.
That was a very elegant name, but now everyone who knew him called him Xia Laoba.
Damn butcher Bai.
The Northern Garrison King cursed inwardly.
"Five thousand three hundred fourteen million three thousand four hundred and three."
Suddenly, Bai Ningbing said this number.
"What, are you feeling sentimental too, you butcher?" Xia Siliang mocked.
"Aren't you sentimental?" Bai Ningbing stared at him.
"..." Xia Siliang.
Not sentimental? How could he not be sentimental? But this was a price that had to be paid. Even knowing that this Demon Extinction War would result in complete annihilation, they had not retreated.
Ever since the Earth Goddess announced the blueprint for unifying the myriad worlds, everyone had been excited.
Unifying the myriad worlds was a feat that would last for ten thousand generations. No one could resist such temptation. This time, the Demon Suppression Land was a training ground. Although there was an order from the Holy Emperor's Hall, they did not resist the order at all. Otherwise, they would not have been able to assemble an army of hundreds of millions in just three days. If there was enough time, an army of billions could be assembled.
They had also anticipated how heavy the casualties would be, but when they saw the number of deaths, they were still terrified.
So how could they not be sentimental!
"What I'm sentimental about is that of these five thousand three hundred fourteen million three thousand four hundred and three people, only the names of thirteen powerful individuals above the level of saints will be remembered by the world. What about the rest? Their names will be forgotten by the world as time goes by."
"I don't think they should be forgotten!"
Xia Siliang said seriously. Bai Ningbing rarely disagreed with him, but instead nodded in agreement.
Just then, the communication jade slips on both of them lit up at the same time.
They were stunned for a moment and quickly took out their communication jade slips. At this moment, two messages appeared in the sky from the communication jade slips.
"From this day forward, a Sage Tower and a Heroic Spirit Monument will be established in every major city. The names and life stories of saints and above who have made great contributions to the myriad races will enter the Sage Tower after their death or fall, for future generations to admire!"
"And the names and life stories of cultivators who have fought for the myriad races will be inscribed on the Heroic Spirit Monument after their death or fall, for future generations to admire."
"Rumble!"
A loud noise suddenly came from Demon Suppression City, which was closest to them.
They looked into the distance and saw a towering ancient pagoda and a huge stone tablet appearing in the center of Demon Suppression City.
The residents of Demon Suppression City had moved back. They looked at the suddenly appearing ancient pagoda and stone tablet, and they knelt down and kowtowed, shouting, "Welcome His Majesty the Holy Emperor to manifest."
At this moment, the stone tablet emitted a soft light, reflecting countless names. These names included humans, demons, and ancient races.
At the same time, this scene appeared in countless major cities in the Mortal Realm.
"Mother, look, that's Dad's name. It's on the Heroic Spirit Monument, that's my dad!" In a major city in a certain star field, a boy less than ten years old pointed to a name in the sky. He was able to find his father's name among the five thousand three hundred fourteen million three thousand four hundred and three names at the first time. This was naturally because Gu Changsheng had added a special causal restriction to the Heroic Spirit Monument. As long as there were close relatives, regardless of whether there was a blood relationship, they could find the name they wanted to find at the first time.
The little boy pointed excitedly to the sky, and his mother next to him was already in tears.
This scene happened everywhere in the Mortal Realm.
The myriad races army in the Demon Suppression Land saw this scene, and they immediately felt tears welling up in their eyes. They were not only moved to be able to see the names of their comrades again, but also moved by His Majesty the Holy Emperor's actions.
"Thump!"
The remaining forty million members of the myriad races army knelt down in the direction of the Holy Emperor's Hall, and they shouted in unison, "His Majesty the Holy Emperor is benevolent, and the Earth Goddess is benevolent!"
Inside the Holy Emperor's Hall, Gu Changsheng rarely didn't smile, but instead mocked himself, "If I were benevolent, so many people wouldn't have died."
Houtu offered a different opinion, she said, "If you take action, that would be the greatest cruelty to them. Always growing up under your wings, their future is worrying."
"That's right, I haven't shown my face for the past hundred years, and the human race has developed well. So it's the same whether I'm here or not, so I can live a salted fish life with peace of mind," Gu Changsheng laughed.
"Hmm?" Houtu was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes turned cold, and said, "You lazybones, anything can become a reason for you to be lazy, right?"
Gu Changsheng chuckled, took out a wine pot and raised it to Houtu, and said, "Why don't we have a drink together?"
"Get lost!" Houtu said unhappily. After the end of this Demon Extinction War, she still had a lot of things to deal with, so she didn't have time to drink with you.
"Okay! See you!" Gu Changsheng said a sentence in English that he hadn't said for millions of years, and his accent was so heavy that Houtu was stunned.
"What kind of bird language is that?" After Gu Changsheng left, Houtu complained.
...
After Gu Changsheng left, he didn't go back to the Gu family, but went to a major city and wandered around.
The recent topics of the Heavenly Desolate Star naturally couldn't be separated from the Demon Extinction War, the Sage Tower, and the Heroic Spirit Monument.
At the same time, the data of five thousand three hundred fourteen million three thousand four hundred and three also became the focus.
But ordinary people focused more on the Heroic Spirit Monument. They discussed it very enthusiastically, often feeling proud and proud because they knew the names of the people on the Heroic Spirit Monument. They would even show off to their neighbors that they knew this person's name, as if knowing the name would make him superior to others, but they didn't know that the owner of the name on the Heroic Spirit Monument didn't know him.
But ordinary people didn't care so much, as long as they knew a little bit, it could become their capital to show off.
Gu Changsheng passed by a school and stopped.
The school was taught by an old scholar without any cultivation, but he was using the most enthusiastic tone to say to his students: "You must remember 'five thousand three hundred and fourteen million three thousand four hundred and three'. This is a string of historical numbers. Any one of them represents the hero of our myriad races. During the exam, you can forget the ancient poems, but if anyone forgets this number, see if I don't beat him hard!"
The old scholar took out a wooden ruler and slapped it on his palm, making a "pa pa" sound.
"Understood, teacher!"
A little girl in red said loudly.
The old scholar looked at the little girl in red, with a look of relief on his face, and said, "Xiaoxian, you have a good memory, you can't forget the ancient poems, you know?"
"Xiaoxian knows!" The little girl in red showed a happy smile.
The old scholar nodded with satisfaction. Xiaoxian was the granddaughter of an old friend of his. His old friend was now a famous storyteller in Yan, and also an old scholar, but because he had been blind for many years, it was difficult to teach Xiaoxian to read and write, so he sent Xiaoxian to his school. And Xiaoxian's performance also shocked him.
This little girl, who was only ten years old, actually had the ability to never forget, that was a fairy ability, and it actually appeared on a little girl, which made him overjoyed, thinking that Xiaoxian would definitely become the first female champion in Yan in the future, and he would become the teacher of the champion, and his name would be passed down through the ages in Yan, so he spared no effort to cultivate Xiaoxian.
Poetry, songs, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as long as he knew it, he would teach it all. And Xiaoxian didn't disappoint him, she learned everything quickly and was proficient in everything. Sometimes the remarks she made were even more amazing, and they were simply not what ordinary people could say.
For example, when he asked Xiaoxian why she was called Xianxian, Xiaoxian's answer shocked him.
"A person in front of a mountain is a fairy, so I'm called Xiaoxian!"
This was Xiaoxian's answer.
Gu Changsheng stood at the window of the school, looking at Xiaoxian, with a smile on his face. If anyone had accompanied him the longest, it was this little girl transformed from a small mountain.
He didn't expect that he would meet Xiaoxian again after randomly choosing a city. This fate in the dark is wonderful.
At this time, a blind old man with a cane slowly walked towards the school and finally stopped beside Gu Changsheng.
"Young master, are you also waiting for school to pick up your child?" the blind old man asked.
"Oh? You can see me?" Gu Changsheng looked at the blind old man with interest. This was an ordinary person, no doubt about it.
"Hehe, I have been blind for many years, but my other senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. We can feel the young master's breath and judge that the young master is not very old, only twenty-five or six years old," the blind old man said.
Gu Changsheng nodded. He didn't hide his breath, and he was breathing normally, so it was normal to be heard, but the old man in front of him could judge his age based on his breath, which was also a kind of special ability. His current physical condition was indeed similar to that of a young man in his twenties, and it was okay to think that he was in his twenties if he didn't know his real age.
"You speak well in your storytelling!" Gu Changsheng said.
"Has this young master heard this old man's storytelling before?" The old man was taken aback.
"I've heard it twice. It's vivid and excellent!" Gu Changsheng said with a smile.
"Young master is too kind. This old man is just trying to make a living." The blind old man modestly shook his head. Although he had become a famous storyteller in Yan Country, and even some dignitaries would give him some respect, he was not arrogant.
"I think you can tell more stories about His Majesty the Holy Emperor in the future. People will get tired of hearing too much about the Desolate Ancient Great Emperor," Gu Changsheng said.
The blind old man was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, school was dismissed, and the students rushed out like crazy.
And the little girl in red, Xiaoxian, also came out.
"Grandpa, you're here!" Xiaoxian stepped forward and took the blind old man's arm, smiling sweetly.
"Yes!" The blind old man nodded.
"Grandpa, were you talking to someone just now?" Xiaoxian asked curiously.
The blind old man nodded and said, "It was a young master."
"Oh! Grandpa, let's go back. I'm hungry!" Xiaoxian said.
"Alright, alright, let's go back and make something delicious for our little prodigy." The blind old man chuckled. The title 'little prodigy' was given to Xiaoxian by the old scholar, and the blind old man was naturally very happy that his granddaughter was so smart.
"Huh?"
The blind old man suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Xiaoxian asked.
The blind old man didn't speak, but looked at Xiaoxian. Xiaoxian also looked at him, and suddenly Xiaoxian exclaimed.
"Grandpa, your eyeballs, they've turned black!" Xiaoxian said in surprise.
The blind old man's expression suddenly became excited. He could actually see things clearly.
"Xiaoxian, Grandpa can finally see you! That's great, Grandpa can finally see you!"
The old man, who had never shed a tear in his life, finally shed tears on this day.
Gu Changsheng had already walked away, with a slight smile on his lips, holding a wine pot in his hand, obviously in a good mood.
"The world's beings are all different!"
"Soon, everyone will have the opportunity to become immortals, but there won't be scenes like this anymore, so I have to enjoy it while I can!"
...
Meanwhile, Bai Ningbing and Xia Siliang were in shock. The Holy Emperor's great-granddaughter had approached them, saying she would take them to the Holy Emperor's Palace.
They didn't expect that they were the ones favored by His Majesty the Holy Emperor. Before, they were still guessing who it was.
