Over ten thousand years, it already had its own established system.

"But the harvest isn't bad."

Li Ye looked down at the Flying Light Cyan Lotus in his arms and the pearl gathered from the sea's vitality.

The former becomes stronger the more resentment it dissolves, while the latter can be used on the Sea Spirit Land, using this strand of vitality as a guide to gradually transform it into a true sea.

Take what you can and leave the rest.

This time, he had already obtained several treasures; though he couldn't stay longer, it was still quite good.

So, he satisfactorily placed the items into Jianmu and looked up at the Heavenly Dome, where he saw lightning flashing, with Yang Ke undergoing the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation.

Although the tribulation descended suddenly, Yang Ke had just used spiritual power to weave mermaid silk, gaining the ocean's favor, along with the persistent gaze of the Moon God, so naturally there wouldn't be any issues.

Li Ye glanced a few times, confirmed there were no problems, and then got up and walked to the guest island of this fishing ground.

After leaving the Turbid Pulse, he had already received a message from the sect, with Madame Master and another significant figure—the Priest of Celestial Years Cloud Hall, coming to help him with the matter.

In other words,

This event was significant enough to enter the annals of history.

So, he had to be present.

"Oh well."

"Even if I don't want to go, I have to."

He shook his head and eventually came to the guest island.

At this time, the guest island was teeming with people.

This time there were far more people than those who previously came to ask Li Ye to lift the Moon Soul Horror Curse because reconciling the Moon God and Merfolk is much rarer than even a curse appearing once in a hundred years.

As long as any merfolk who still remained in the Tao Furnace Realm and still had belief in the Moon God came.

Li Ye had just arrived on the island when the merfolk noticed him.

The elderly merfolk with white hair and beards wore expressions of excitement, greeting him with great respect and courtesy:

"Many thanks, True Man Lingye!"

"Li is truly a young genius, with the demeanor of a celestial being!"

"If ever you have some leisure time, please visit us; our tribe's spiritual tea and wine are no less than that of the Dangkang Tribe!"

Various compliments and invitations poured down like rain.

Some merfolk even forced upon him storage rings that appeared very valuable; if he refused, they wouldn't pick them up off the ground.

They insisted Li Ye accept them, else they would bite the dust and wail.

Although they were all old men and women, their behavior truly gave Li Ye the feeling of being 'scammed.'

And it wasn't even over.

Some outstanding young merfolk men and women came forward to chat, insinuating and brightly alluding to a desire for connection—if he wished to spend a spring night in the East Pole Yang Sea, they wouldn't refuse either.

Li Ye: "..."

This situation was truly more than Li Ye could handle, but luckily, his Qi Cultivation and thick skin had grown with his cultivation's progress.

No matter who gave what or how they invited, he accepted it all with a gentle smile.

Not too much said, but not too little either.

Just like that.

It took nearly the time of burning incense to wade through the enthusiastic merfolk crowd before he reached the hall on the guest island.

Inside the hall sat clan leaders, elders of various tribes, and some highly esteemed figures who watched him with intent glances as Li Ye entered.

Zhao He and the little merfolk Li Rui were seated at the low end, both looking somewhat weary; clearly, interacting with so many merfolk bigwigs was a bit overwhelming.

After all, Zhao He's cultivation was relatively low.

But fortunately, there was someone to hold the fort—

Mo Chai sat at the high seat with an unabashedly proud look, nudging the girl next to him with his elbow:

"This is Su Xing's disciple, also my disciple now."

"How about it?"

"That old guy finally has sharp eyes once!"

The girl beside him appeared indifferent, her long silver hair falling to the ground, radiating an ancient look as if it had tarnished over time. Despite sitting there, she seemed out of place with the world.

She was the Priest of Celestial Years Cloud Hall, the most unique deity of the Four Seasons Sect, the sole priest of the Celestial Years Ginkgo.

She wouldn't venture out unless it was a significant matter; her sole duty was to document important events for the Celestial Years Ginkgo.

Now this was an important event.

The girl lifted her gaze, looking directly at Li Ye.

Simultaneously,

A serene voice arose:

"Nephew Lingye."

"Please stand in the center of the hall."

"I will have Master Tiansui record all of this—for the Four Seasons year thirteen-thousand two-hundred and fifty-one, the core disciple, Golden Core True Man, True Man Lingye of Spiritual Fertility Hall facilitated reconciliation between the Merfolk and Moon God Wangshu.

Ending this seven-thousand four-hundred and twenty-year-long grudge.

You have made significant contributions and deserve rewards from the sect and Master Tiansui."

With the silver-haired girl's words, the surrounding spiritual power suddenly altered, and a divine power more terrifying than the Moon God's slowly emerged from time.

The next moment—

Countless ginkgo trees appeared out of thin air.

Like a symphony of bells, melodies echoed through the void.

Magnificent and grand, yet imbued with an indescribable sense of the passage of time and ancient tranquility.

Silver leaves moved autonomously, echoing throughout the entire guest hall, bringing beams of silver light from all directions, swirling around Li Ye.

It unexpectedly preserved his current posture and actions, transforming him into a statue exactly like him, standing on ocean waves, clothed in moonlight, and encircled by ginkgo leaves!

"..."

Honestly, seeing his own statue was a bit strange.

But the surrounding merfolk almost wished to take his place—it was a statue personally sculpted by the Celestial Years Ginkgo and would last as long as it did.

As long as the Four Seasons Sect existed, this statue would remain.

Throughout history, only a paltry number of over ten thousand enjoyed such an honor; considering it was within thirteen-thousand two-hundred and fifty-one years of the Four Seasons Sect.

This indicated just how special it was.

"Nephew Lingye," the girl spoke after the statue formed: "You may place this statue within the newly built Wangshu Temple, to be enshrined by Wangshu's side.

Thus, a space for your statue will be preserved in each Wangshu Temple.

You can enjoy a portion of Wangshu's incense offerings.

Upon returning to the sect, Junior Brother Su Xing will teach you the divine cultivation method, allowing you to forge an avatar of a divine cultivator.

However, you need to consider what sort of honorary title you'd like to adopt—akin to the Moon Palace Suyao Taiyin Emperor as Wangshu's honorific title."

Upon these words falling,

Everyone present, including Mo Chai, was stupefied.

A place in the Wangshu Temple?

To know all things exist under the sun and moon, and the belief in sun and moon is widespread across the Tao Furnace Realm—though the sun's belief belongs to another sect.

But the Moon God's faith, that incense offering power, practically crushes other deities', probably only beneath the Three Gods of Fortune. Even having a spot in the Moon God's temple, the benefits Li Ye could gain don't need mentioning.

Li Ye hadn't expected such a benefit either.

But since it was given, he wouldn't hypocritically claim he didn't deserve it, and graciously offered a slight bow:

"Thank you Ancestor Tiansui, thank you Wangshu... elder sister."

Just as the words came out, an inexplicable force seemed to compel him to change his address.

The term "elder sister" rolled off the tongue with surprising ease.

All around, irrespective of the merfolk's cultivation level, they all rose in unison, cupping their hands in congratulation:

"Congratulations, True Man Lingye!"

This deafening sound, loud enough to resonate outside the guest hall, prompted the merfolk outside to follow suit, with the voices of tens of thousands joining as one, creating thousand-foot waves over the sea.

Moonlight like water.

Gently illuminating this sea she had illuminated for millennia.

Within the clear moonlight, a hint of spirituality seemed to stir, rippling like someone waking from a long slumber and stretching leisurely.

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