Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 191 - 1: Old Deng, Transfer the House to Me

The death of the Dirt World Desolate God didn’t mean the fighting was completely over, but what remained were merely minor afflictions, nothing to worry about.

The unprotected Gate of Chaos was easily closed, and the Mixed Creatures, having lost their Devourer commander, were now just beasts waiting to be hunted.

As far as Westheid knew, there wasn’t a second Dirt World Desolate God in the vicinity of the Qinghui Territory, or even in the farther reaches of the Chaos Domain.

In other words, the final ripple of the Chaos Tide that had surged a century ago had at last been extinguished. Westheid didn’t need to concern himself with the remaining cleanup; the well-trained troops under his command were more than capable of handling it slowly but surely.

And Duke Qinghui, finally free of threats to his rear, could now extricate himself from the front lines.

"There might still be remnant Demons within the Qinghui Territory’s domain. Every inch of land must be thoroughly cleansed. What I mean is... wherever our swords and fire can purify the corruption, that is how far the borders of the Qinghui Territory will extend."

"If you are confident, then the Qinghui Territory is by no means small!"

Before his triumphant return, Westheid meaningfully handed command of the legions over to his sister.

"Brother... are you planning to emulate the Country of Yonglan by launching an expedition into Chaos to claim new territory?"

Yolanda heard the unspoken meaning in Westheid’s words and sighed.

"We haven’t even begun to rebuild, and you’re already thinking of expanding our borders. That’s... truly insatiable."

’Insatiable is an understatement. I wish I could swallow the entire Borderland whole right now. Unfortunately, I can’t take even a bite, so I’ll just have to find opportunities to annex it.’

Westheid’s goal was to make the Qinghui Territory the regional hegemon of the Borderland before the separation of gods and mortals. To that end, working at a frantic pace was only natural.

The platinum-blonde girl admired her brother, but admiration was one thing; she would never hold back when it was time to offer counsel.

"Purifying the Chaos Domain isn’t so easy. The Country of Yonglan can do it because they have the support of the Riding God’s Law. Otherwise, reclaiming land from the Chaos Domain is incredibly difficult. The gains would never cover the expenses."

Westheid retorted, "Why wouldn’t it? I say it will!"

With his [Bright Radiance Manifested in the World] Talent, the Qinghui Territory’s expansion into the Chaos Domain wasn’t impossible. And who was to say that [Bright Radiance Manifested in the World] wasn’t the prototype of a Law?

’A man’s got to have a reason to dream, after all!’

Besides, at worst, it could serve as a way to train his troops. Bordering Chaos wasn’t entirely without its benefits.

The most direct benefit was that there would be no shortage of ways for his people to earn merit. The new path he was forging required a large number of Transcendents to advance, and maintaining a constant state of low-intensity warfare would be nothing but beneficial to the Qinghui Territory’s development.

After delegating the trivial task of cleaning up the battlefield, Westheid returned directly to the Holy Land in the Purity Forest.

He first had to complete the transfer of ownership.

Reiya and Mivana followed him in as well.

According to ancestral law, no one without the Blood of Qinghui was permitted to set foot in the Holy Land. But forget ancestral law—if his ancestors themselves dared to object, Westheid would have beaten them into submission.

This time, however, the Pure Holy Spirit didn’t burst into tears and complaints. On the contrary, the moment Westheid stepped into the center of the Holy Land, she actively rushed forward and leaped into Duke Qinghui’s arms, forcing him to catch her in a princess carry.

"West! West! My best boy, you did it!"

The white-haired ancestor first cupped Westheid’s cheeks, then began rubbing her own perfect head against his, her joy overflowing.

"So that’s the Pure Holy Spirit?"

Reiya tilted her head, looking at the white-haired girl—a being of such sublime grace she seemed like the very concept of "Beauty" incarnate.

Mivana nodded as well. "A representative of pure Order... a Holy Spirit?"

The Pure Holy Spirit looked over at Reiya and Mivana. Just as Westheid had imagined, the Holy Spirit showed no signs of anxiety at the presence of outsiders. Instead, she just stared at the two women with a silly giggle.

"Pretty... They’re both pretty."

Then she craned her neck and took a couple of hard sniffs with her delicate nose.

"Ah, you both have West’s scent on you! You’ve been schooled, haven’t you! You’ve definitely been schooled!"

The Pure Holy Spirit hugged Westheid’s neck and swung excitedly from side to side.

"Lalalala, schooling is good! You should school more beautiful people!"

Westheid forcibly restrained the excited Holy Spirit, Old Deng. "Alright, my private life is none of your concern. You should know by now that the Chaos threat around the Purity Forest has been completely eliminated. I have fulfilled my promise to you."

The Pure Holy Spirit nodded incessantly.

"Yes, yes! If I had been corrupted, everything would have been finished. Not just the Purity Forest, but the entire Borderland and even the Imperial would have suffered a great disaster. I fear even the Supreme Yang would have had to intervene to suppress me."

’You think you’re some world-ending threat? Expecting the [Radiant Holy Tree] to step in? The Imperial could take care of you just by sending a couple of Legends!’

Westheid laughed out loud at her words.

"You’re a funny one, ancestor. I won’t deny that a corrupted Holy Spirit is as strong as a cheater in a game, but you can’t generalize about the constitutions of all Holy Spirits. As for you... my assessment is that you’re like that spring over there."

Westheid pointed to a nearby spring that, powered by Holy Spirit Power, perpetually gushed with steaming hot water.

The Pure Holy Spirit said with naive innocence:

"Are you saying I’m gentle yet passionate? That I benefit all things without contending?"

"No, I’m saying you’re just full of hot air."

"Waaah..."

Westheid pried the Pure Holy Spirit off of him, who had been clinging like an octopus, and set her down.

"Not quite what I imagined. I thought a Holy Spirit... would be a more dignified figure."

Reiya said, taking a step forward and raising an eyebrow.

"They generally are. This one is a special case."

Westheid pressed his temples. Then, he knelt on one knee before the Pure Holy Spirit, who had sulkily rolled back into the shallow lake, and said with a serious expression:

"I have fulfilled my promise to rescue you from the threat of Chaos. In the future, I will continue to carry out this duty and protect you at all costs. You need not worry about a thing. But before that, you must do one thing for me."

The Pure Holy Spirit blinked her brilliantly beautiful eyes. "What is it? As long as it’s something I can do..."

"Old Deng, sign your house over to me!"

Westheid said bluntly, "This Holy Land... no, the entire Purity Forest and all holdings of the Qinghui Territory—transfer them to me by contract. Since you cannot shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Qinghui Territory, expanding its borders, and ensuring its prosperity, then let me!"

This idea had occurred to Westheid the moment he awakened [Bright Radiance Manifested in the World]. It was just that the Chaos threat still existed back then, and having just received a top-tier blessing from the Pure Holy Spirit, immediately trying to snatch Old Deng’s property deeds would have been a bit too shameless.

But times had changed. Westheid returned backed by the might of his great victory, giving him more than enough confidence to make this demand of the Pure Holy Spirit.