763 A Tsunami Of Thousands! (1/2)

Following the swift circulation of these legends, many had begun to dig out ancient archives — extremely old records — that spoke of the legends regarding the School of the Kismet State. The rumors were real after all.

At the same time, the people of the entire land were struck by an epiphany; so this-this was the real truth!

There is truly the existence of a god — a savior — in this world!

Now, it was well known that during the era where the nations were established, rulers of the land were chosen amongst many by members of the School of the Kismet State — the body where a true sovereign would be selected.

They were a group of benevolent beings, for every time they made an appearance, their purpose was not to seize power for their own selfish gains but to rid the world of chaos — the reason behind their existence was solely to save the people from their worldly miseries!

Their virtuous deeds were boundless.

The practice of selecting the true sovereign and delivering peace to the world — such deeds were irreplicable! How could a tradition like that not amass respect?

What was one supposed to do, if not to respect such an individual?

As for their role in enabling empires and establishing sovereigns, they had contributed massively after all; what was the fuss in requiring a little repayment? Being under the reign of benevolent individuals would be the ultimate gift to the people of the world!

Furthermore, the School of the Kismet State habitually retreated into hiding after selecting the true sovereign. They never seemed to stay around to claim responsibility for their deeds — causing many from the land to not have even heard of them!

How noble!

The rulers of Yutang were grinding their teeth over such remarks.

The efforts we had painstakingly invested in this — the blood of our soldiers painting the ground red and good men slaving themselves away tirelessly over the years; the great outcome we see today was only attainable through generations of hard work!

With a twist of a tongue, all these achievements are suddenly yours to claim — wild tales that you were the origin, the one who instigated all of these?

This was preposterous!

Misleading the crowd by perpetuating rumors; that was the current situation they faced.

Suddenly, the whole of Tiantang City was bursting with an array of book antiquities at every corner — many of them rarities which only existed in lore had promptly begun to surface in the present world. Scholars invested their time in studying and expanding theories about the subject, promptly writing and documenting the School of the Kismet State, singing praise without restraint.

With the legend of Supreme Cloud, the identity of Supreme Cloud and the legend of the School of the Kismet State interwoven as one, ancient legends and present-day myths continued to enhance each other's tales, only to deliver even more shocking discoveries to the people!

In the eyes of the emperor of Yutang, the incoming series of changes were blatantly malignant. All of them seemed to appear on the eve of the unifying peace to come — a series of unusual surprises leaping out of nowhere!

Even with the intervention of the officials and the disapproval of the emperor of Yutang himself, the fiery passion did not falter a single bit. It grew even more intense by the moment — it was overwhelmingly potent!

In the wake of this sudden incident, the Residence of Yun was flooded with throngs of people. Many citizens knelt before the gates; some had even rooted themselves to the spot by kneeling there, unwilling to budge.

As if embarking on a pilgrimage, countless people dropped to their knees with every step they took, paying their respects throughout the whole journey.

”Lord Supreme Cloud!”

”Young Master Yun Yang is Supreme Cloud!”

”No wonder Young Master Yun is so good-looking — a great young master like him in the midst of such dark times is actually Lord Supreme Cloud himself!”

”Lord Supreme Cloud is our savior! We must certainly go to where he lives to deliver our utmost gratitude — or else it will be deemed ungrateful and disrespectful of us!”

Under the influence of such thoughts, the citizens throughout the whole of Yutang had started to make their way towards Tiantang City!

Lord Supreme Cloud might not have cared about our repayments, but being a recipient of his grace, we certainly must pay our respects, no matter what. We may not be fated to meet, but we must certainly journey to catch a glimpse of Lord Supreme Cloud's residence at the very least!

Every citizen of Yutang had already gotten this sense of gratitude deeply ingrained within their hearts. In the past, they were more determined in suppressing such thoughts to prevent Supreme Cloud's identity from being exposed, for they did not know who Supreme Cloud really was. Now that Yutang was to about to unite Tianxuan as a whole, this worry was the least of their concerns, and when invoked by certain well-intentioned individuals, the wave of gratitude was accumulated with the overwhelming ferocity of a tsunami.

Even if the Residence of Yun were equipped with countless masters, their capabilities were rendered useless in a situation like this no matter how powerful they were — their hands were totally tied!

”We don't have to meet Lord Supreme Cloud — just paying homage before his gates would suffice!”

”It would be the ultimate blessing to just catch a glimpse of Lord Supreme Cloud's residence — I'll die with no regrets!”

Feeling helpless, Yun Xiaoyao warily opened up the gates to the Residence of Yun after tidying up Yun Yang's quarters, allowing public visitations.