739 Divine Dao

An ordinary small village at the foot of a green hill.

Even before the morning fog had fully parted, many farmers had already begun their journey while carrying their tools.

There were a number of small kids that were only half as tall beside them.

"Kid, pick up more firewood!"

"Remember to get more nestfuls of bird eggs for your sister…"

"My family's third child is growing so fast, becoming so big. He's eating so much that he's making me poor…"

Voices rang out while smoke billowed within the small village. A few women in modest clothes carried wooden pails and began their day of hard labor.

As the sun rose from the east, it subtly carried a hint of purple air, while the purple star and the green star nearby faced each other, seeming to mutually offset each other with their glows.

Everything together formed the scene of an ordinary village that could not be any more ordinary.