Chapter Twenty-nine: The Call to Counterattack! The Divine Gift of Abundant Crops

"Divine Lord!" 

Huyan Gui approached on his knees, declaring, "The upheaval during the martial arts tournament reflects my inadequacy; please, punish me!" 

The elder leader also knelt, stating, "Huyan Longzhuo has shown disrespect to the divine; he deserves to perish! Huyan Gui has failed in his duties; he should be punished!" 

Wang Hui merely chuckled nonchalantly in response. 

"Ah, young men can be a bit arrogant; there's no need to call for punishment or death over trivial matters." 

He then turned to the stunned Huyan Longzhuo, adding casually: 

"But... excessive arrogance can indeed invite calamity. 

In three years, should your strength not match your bravado, it shall be too late." 

Huyan Longzhuo was taken aback, his complexion paling as he hurriedly bowed low: 

"I was previously brash and ignorant... I thank you, great divine lord, for your forgiveness! As for three years hence..." 

He paused, gritting his teeth and continuing, "I will strive diligently to hone my skills and not let you down!" 

"Seems you can speak politely after all." 

Wang Hui chuckled lightly, shaking his head. 

With a gesture, he summoned the formidable eight-foot snake spear, which soared through the air with a sharp whistle and landed before Huyan Longzhuo! 

Bang!! 

The titanium-steel spearhead easily pierced the stage floor before Huyan Longzhuo. 

He initially gasped in shock, only to soon feel elated. 

Huyan Longzhuo grasped the eight-foot snake spear, kneeling once more with utmost reverence: "Thank you, great divine lord, for your recognition!" 

"Mm." 

Wang Hui nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the assembled crowd, his voice amplified by primal energy resonating throughout the arena. 

"The Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the Twin Sabers, and the Eight-Foot Snake Spear have found their rightful bearers. 

Nalan Hua Zi, Zuo Qiu Yue, Zuo Qiu Tang, and Huyan Longzhuo. 

From this day forth, you four must lead valiantly, ensuring these divine weapons do not gather dust! 

When the three clans have utterly eradicated the underground pests, I shall grant further rewards to etch your names in history!" 

As his words concluded, Wang Hui's form radiated with light as he ascended high into the sky, disappearing from view. 

"Farewell, great deity—" 

The crowd knelt in unison, their hearts ablaze with anticipation. 

What could the divine's promised rewards be? 

... 

In the outside world, Wang Hui opened his eyes. 

"Who would have thought the inaugural martial arts tournament would provide such excitement..." 

Recently, while offering guidance to the Zuo Qiu and Huyan clans, he had concurrently absorbed a vast quantity of celestial crystals collected by the two clans. 

Coupled with the supplies from the griffins, Wang Hui's source material surged to 69%! 

The strength of his projected form also increased remarkably. 

In the current miniature world, the elder leader Huyan Wu's combat prowess could be deemed "the strongest under heaven." 

And Wang Hui was that "heaven"! 

With thousands of tiny spectators present, the divine's formidable strength would soon echo throughout the three clans. 

Let those who, like Huyan Longzhuo, harbor arrogance come to terms with reality, understanding that they must retain a sense of reverence deep within. 

If they cannot even shake the divine servant, how dare they dream of defying the divine? 

Seeing the tiny figures by the arena still kneeling, Wang Hui casually gifted them a handful of chocolate crumbs, marking the conclusion of this martial arts tournament. 

As the glass cover closed, the remnants of the miniature world began to shift. 

The members of the three clans returned to their homes, reorganizing and preparing for the impending formal counteroffensive against the purple-skinned monsters! 

Noting the lateness of the hour, Wang Hui stretched and decided to retire for the night, not forgetting to secure the miniature city he had obtained. 

"When the turmoil ends, a grand city shall stand as the nexus for further unity among the three clans! 

I wonder in what direction the civilization of the miniature world will evolve then..." 

With anticipation, Wang Hui drifted into slumber. 

... 

**In the Year of the Divine Descent, April 21.** 

With the conclusion of the martial arts tournament, the three divine weapons found their rightful bearers, invigorating the spirits of the three clans for battle. 

After several days of preparation, they finally dispatched their armies, launching their first large-scale offensive against the subterranean monsters! 

Except for the elderly, women, children, and a handful of warriors remaining to guard the clans, this time the three clans mobilized their main forces. 

The Huyan clan deployed eight thousand warriors, while the Zuo Qiu clan sent ten thousand. 

Due to prior devastating losses inflicted by the purple-skinned monsters, the Nalan clan had seen a significant decrease in population, fielding only six thousand warriors for this offensive. 

In total, twenty-four thousand soldiers advanced through the massive pit excavated by the dragon horses and Huyan Wu! 

To maximize combat efficiency, the army divided into three groups, with Nalan Hua Zi, Huyan Longzhuo, and the Zuo Qiu siblings leading the charge. 

Huyan Wu and Huyan Gui's mobile units followed closely behind, flexibly supporting whichever group faced greater pressure. 

Nalan Xia managed logistics, organizing the transport of food, spare weapons, armor, and other supplies. 

The blue-purple slime, reigning as the underground monarch, likely never anticipated that surface dwellers would dare mount a significant counteroffensive. 

Caught off guard, it failed to convey its intentions effectively to all the purple-skinned monsters. 

As a result, the peripheral purple-skinned beasts were taken completely by surprise! 

In just over five months, one-third of the underground caverns had been cleared, with over twenty thousand purple-skinned monsters perishing! 

As autumn approached, the three clans' offensive had to temporarily stall. 

Nalan Hua Zi and other leaders took turns guarding the occupied caverns, preventing any counterattacks from the purple-skinned monsters. 

The majority of the warriors returned to their clans, shedding their armor and taking up sickles, transforming into farmers. 

Fortunately, this year's spring planting had remained unaffected, leading to a bountiful autumn harvest. 

Especially notable were the divine crops cultivated by the Zuo Qiu clan—Jade Wheat! 

By blending seeds from the outside world's corn with barley seeds from the miniature realm, the resulting crops resembled corn. 

Yet their size was equivalent to half a tiny person! 

When peeled, the insides revealed clusters of grains akin to wheat ears, each no smaller than an adult's fist. 

When cooked or baked, they offered a hearty texture, harmonizing the aromas of wheat and corn. 

While they may not astound like chocolate, they served as an excellent staple for the tiny folk! 

After the joy of the harvest, the weather gradually turned colder. 

Continuous snowfall severely impacted the army's logistical support, prompting the leadership of the three clans to deliberate and decide on a pause to their offensive, allowing everyone to rest and recuperate. 

During this time, the purple-skinned monsters attempted several surprise attacks, hoping to drive the three clans' stationed forces back to the surface. 

Yet each warrior was well-armed and well-fed; the defensive lines they had established were far from easily breached! 

Moreover, there were the powerful warriors wielding titanium-steel divine weapons, capable of slicing through the bodies of the purple-skinned monsters with ease, leading to numerous routs! 

Among them, Huyan Longzhuo put forth the most effort. 

He vividly recalled the "three-year deadline" set by the divine! 

Each day, he exerted himself in the defensive caverns, skillfully wielding the eight-foot snake spear, relentlessly honing his combat skills. 

In the blink of an eye, spring of the **Year of Divine Descent** arrived. 

With the spring planting successfully completed, the armies of the three clans methodically regrouped, readying themselves for a total assault against the subterranean monsters! 

During this period, certain exceptionally valiant tribesmen emerged. 

Upon thorough investigation by the higher-ups, a commonality was revealed; all had previously slain purple-skinned monsters containing celestial crystals. 

The unique blood imbued with essence had significantly enhanced their combat capabilities compared to their peers! 

In light of this, divine servant Huyan Wu felt a sense of gratification upon confirming the circumstances. 

"The end of the underground pests is nigh!"