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Chapter 1743: Chapter 1742: The True Reason

According to Qingye, as long as Yuchi Country has this giant insect, it could flatten Daqi and even unify the entire continent. If this truly happens, the ones who will suffer the most will be the ordinary citizens.

Reality proved that Qingye’s words were not false. People like them, with high-level martial arts and exceptional agility, could avoid the insect’s attacks. But what about the ordinary citizens?

Including Daqi’s Divine Crossbow Team, even they were powerless against this giant insect. At that time, Qingye could kill whoever he wanted, turn any place into a wasteland at his whim. He would become the undisputed ruler of this world—he would become a true ghost of vengeance wandering the human realm.

Such a vengeful ghost roaming among humans—how much bloodshed would that cause?

It seems the heavens reckoned the amount of bloodshed Qingye might have caused, and in exchange for the giant insect’s demise, the Divine Liquid instantaneously manifested at that moment.

The Divine Liquid appeared in an instant—an instant! Just imagine how immense this karma must be!

Back in Qiao Xiaomai’s attempts to tirelessly brainstorm ways to do good deeds, the Divine Liquid always appeared slowly, sluggishly, dragging its presence and retrieval.

How many lives are lost in a war? Even tallying the numbers from both sides to nearly four hundred thousand, with Bei Lingsu present, these four hundred thousand lives wouldn’t all perish. So, judging solely on this war, Tong Sanlang didn’t believe such great karma had been achieved.

This single droplet of Divine Liquid that appeared instantly—it had to be credited to slaying the giant insect.

“So, there’s no need to worry. The reality is most likely as we presumed. Now that you’re spending day and night tirelessly making Floral Dew to completely eradicate the residual poison left by the insect, this is a good deed. The heavens will undoubtedly record your merits,” Tong Sanlang said with resolute certainty.

Qiao Xiaomai blinked upon hearing the words, “You can actually analyze it from such a perspective?”

“What else? Do you think a single war was worthy of the Divine Liquid’s appearance? Just like when we talked about cotton—if we really found cotton, do you think the Divine Liquid would appear in an instant? When we built the heated brick beds, there wasn’t such a spectacle. When corn appeared, there wasn’t such a spectacle either. This time, it was instantaneous.”

Tong Sanlang heavily emphasized the word “instant.” Qiao Xiaomai understood those two characters deeply. In the past, when trying to retrieve the droplet of Divine Liquid that Tong Sanlang consumed, it wouldn’t budge no matter how hard she tried. Every morning when she woke up, the first thing she did was consciously immerse herself in the space to attempt retrieval. Comparing that painstaking slowness to the current suddenness, the disparity in merit was crystal clear.

Qiao Xiaomai pursed her lips, “Very reasonable.”

“We ought to thank Liuli,” she added.

If it weren’t for the weapon Liuli left behind, there truly would have been no way to handle that giant insect.

Previously, Liuli had caused endless trouble, even harming Gu Yu. But based on this single achievement alone, it was enough to vindicate her.

Tong Sanlang remained silent for a moment and then suggested, “How about writing a book to commemorate her?”

The matter of commemorating her had already been taken on by Yang Wenxiao. Although he wasn’t Liuli’s direct descendant, creating a memorial tablet and lighting incense before it every day would suffice. But this idea came too suddenly—if he didn’t practice this before and suddenly starts now, it would arouse suspicion.

So instead, writing a novel—a story of a female lead reforming her ways and walking an unconventional path—might work well.

“Agreed.” Qiao Xiaomai shared the same sentiment.

Thus, the matter was tentatively settled. Having analyzed the cause of the Divine Liquid’s appearance, Qiao Xiaomai was no longer resentful. Still, she continued tirelessly making Floral Dew day and night. Given the large population in the Three Kingdoms, the process consumed a great deal of time. Over a month passed before the situation in the Three Kingdoms was finally brought under control.

By then, summer had arrived. In the southern region where she was located, the weather was so hot that Qiao Xiaomai wished she could wear shorts—it was unbearably scorching!

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