Chapter 4497: Help Me Work, I'll Give You Freedom
Compared to the East Pole beings' volatility and the West Pole's reserved and silent types, the North Pole's creatures stand out for their unity.
Their cohesion differs: the North Pole's population is less diverse than the other three poles, and there are even humans among them.
Humans hold predominance in the North Pole, wielding significant authority though not to the extent found in the Central Domain.
With humans' leadership, internal conflict among North Pole races was managed and resolved, forging a unified front against outsiders.
Over time, enmities faded, and the North Pole's residents became close knit.
Elsewhere, offending one people meant only that group bore a grudge; in the North, angering any group could mean hostility from the entire region.
Living in constant cold, they speak little and prefer action to talk.
Their solidarity means they rarely bother with reason; if provoked, it's never just one against one sometimes, one foe brings the whole Pole as an enemy.
The jade tablet included not only information on local temperament but also critical environmental details.
The North Pole is home to shifting domains and numerous chaotic glaciers these glaciers drift through layers of space, appearing without warning like phantoms, swallowing all creatures nearby.
Anyone caught by a chaotic glacier rarely returns; even an entire race, Perfection level experts and all, was once devoured in this way.
Survival dictated that North Pole dwellers learn to track glacier movements, and after countless eons, they now predict most glacier paths.
Through adaptation, North Pole races developed a unique skill: every race's territory can move.
In other places, moving a territory isn't extraordinary, but here, clans migrate continually to evade the glaciers.
Nowadays, chaotic glaciers no longer trouble the North Pole natives.
But for outsiders, the glaciers are deadly encountering one is almost always fatal.
Many still venture to the North Pole, chasing a rare material known as Chaotic Cold Jade.
Used in cultivation, smithing, or domain enhancement, Chaotic Cold Jade is enormously valuable, inspiring many to risk the journey for personal use or to trade.
There's no pattern to the jade's appearance: luck alone determines who finds it.
"The information doesn't mention that place," Lin Moyu noted after reading the North Pole dossier, finding no references to the mysterious area Little Tree and Chaos Child had described.
If it was as extraordinary as they claimed, surely it would've long been discovered. Why did Mu Tianze's records omit it?
Did something about the place change after Little Tree and Chaos Child fell?
Or perhaps the "Dao" entered, causing the site to vanish? Both seemed possible.
Lin Moyu shared these guesses with Little Tree and Chaos Child but neither had answers. Only by visiting himself would he know.
Two days later, the teleport ended, and Lin Moyu arrived in Wangdong.
Wangdong seemed unchanged but was now on high alert.
With the South Pole at war, Wangdong's cultivators had readied for battle, gathering at Lintong City for defense.
The local God Alliance outpost, itself a powerful battle artifact, had flown off to join them.
When war breaks out, it will play a vital role.
Lin Moyu didn't linger in Wangdong; instead, he departed directly and, relying on his sense of the Fifth World Domain, took the Ferry of Calamity towards it.
Meanwhile, Xiao Peng continued absorbing Primordial Qi his bloodline was almost fully awakened. Soon, it would be complete.
Though his outward level hadn't changed (still chaos Great Completion), his fighting power was already on par with Perfection.
Lin Moyu could not let Xiao Peng awaken fully, otherwise the "Dao" would notice and kill him.
Lin Moyu estimated that awakening ninety percent of the Golden Winged Peng's bloodline was enough any more was too dangerous.
Now, over seventy percent had awakened, and the rate was slowing. Lin Moyu instructed Little Tree and Chaos Child to cut off the Qi at ninety percent.
While the Ferry was in flight through the void, Lin Moyu entered his storage space to meet with Yinda.
Yinda was efficient: in a few days, he'd gathered eleven tribe members, all chaos Great Completion Silverlight Rabbits like him.
There was little rank among them they were united by warmth and kinship.
Now that Yinda had advanced a step, his aura pressured the others he led, and they obeyed.
All the rabbits knew that Lin Moyu was untouchable; angering him would mean not just personal doom, but possibly annihilation of their kind.
Yinda saluted, "Sir Lin, as you asked, everyone is here."
Lin Moyu nodded, "And you explained everything to them?"
"Yes, once they ascend, they'll work wholeheartedly for you."
Lin Moyu assessed the group: huge, chaos Great Completion beasts, but none dared meet his gaze.
Such beings, with only the realm and no real power, would be enslaved or destroyed in chaos.
He said, "You know what's at stake. I'm offering you a chance: help me, and I'll grant you freedom. But just the four elders aren't enough according to the chief elder, sixteen at Perfection are required."
"So, I'll raise all of you to Perfection. Same deal: when the work is done, a realm of your own, free to live as you please nobody will bother you."
Their eyes shone with hope freedom was a dream for many generations.
"Thank you, Sir Lin!"
Yinda was the first to bow in gratitude, and everyone else quickly followed.
Lin Moyu could tell their gratitude was genuine. The Silverlight Rabbits were simple, honest, rarely deceitful.
With a thought, he summoned a clump of Primordial Qi.
The rabbits immediately grew excited though they didn't understand what it was, instinct told them it was precious.
Yet reason kept them in place they listened and waited for instructions.
Lin Moyu, satisfied, drew runes to create a chaos array with eleven channels for Qi.
A mass of Primordial Qi entered, splitting into thousands of threads.
He placed Yinda at the array's heart and taught him the controls.
The others each received a thread of Qi, managed by Yinda.
The process couldn't be rushed slowness was critical, or the body would explode.
Yinda followed every direction.
Lin Moyu knew it would not be long before he had sixteen assistants ready to cultivate his domains.
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