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Do you think that deities are the same as ordinary people? They possess extraordinary powers.
Look over there, all the sand on the ground has vanished! This must be what they call the Mustard Seed Encompassing Mount Sumeru; the deities must have used some special method to collect all the sand.
The villagers by the shore watched this scene with excitement, as if witnessing such a spectacle brought them immense pride.
Facing the crowd, Yun Xiao Yi waved his hand amicably. Instantly, cheers erupted from the crowd, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a modern superstar visiting their fans. Perhaps this is what people envision when they think of heroes living among them—constantly in the spotlight.
Yun Xiao Yi understood that since the moment he acknowledged himself as a deity, he could no longer return to his past ordinary life. Yet, he felt no regret.
One must gain something while losing another. Although he had given up a tranquil and mundane existence, he had gained a loyal following—a group of extremely passionate core fans.
"Everyone, please carry on; I must take my leave." The people by the shore nodded and respectfully bid farewell to Yun Xiao Yi.
With a series of respectful send-offs, Yun Xiao Yi slowly departed and returned to Zhao Jia Village.
Upon entering his luxurious residence, he effortlessly bypassed the voice-activated door lock and strode inside. That lock had been prepared for others.
He is Steve, the founder of Rule. Such locks naturally pose no obstacle for him. However, in this luxurious mansion, only Zhao Yun remains.
"Hey, where's your father?"
Zhao Yun scratched his head and replied sincerely, "My father was too tired; he fell asleep while sitting, so I just took him home to rest."
"Did you get your father's permission?"
Yun Xiao Yi's eyes widened in surprise, filled with questions. How strange. Given Zhao An's stubbornness, how could he easily let go of an opportunity and choose to sleep instead? Was it a case of the sun rising from the west?
Zhao Yun shook his head. "No, what's wrong with that?"
"Alright, the matter is clear now." It turned out that this straightforward young man, Qing Ren, had acted on his own accord.
Yun Xiao Yi smiled as she looked at Zhao Yun, patting him on the shoulder. "When you go back, remember to tell them it was me who asked you to do this."
"Why?" Zhao Yun asked, confusion written all over his face.
"If you don't want to taste the flavor of stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat, then do as I say."
"Huh?" Zhao Yun nodded hesitantly.
Yun Xiao Yi shook her head helplessly. It seemed that Zhao Yun wasn't very well-versed in social etiquette.
It is no wonder that throughout history, he has confronted Liu Bei more than once in public. For instance, after pacifying Yi Province, Liu Bei planned to reward his officials with large grants of land. Zhao Yun resolutely opposed this, arguing that the world was still in turmoil and that large-scale feudal grants should not be made; instead, the land should be returned to the people.
Although this reasoning was sound, openly confronting a superior in public only serves to embarrass the leader. Moreover, while returning land to the people might please them, those colleagues who lost their fiefs would certainly have much to say against him. After all, these individuals came from prominent families, and before the rise of the examination system, it was these noble clans that truly held power in society.
Therefore, had Shu Han succeeded in unifying the realm, Zhao Yun would undoubtedly have faced strong condemnation from the gentry class of Shu Han. Despite this, Yun Xiao Yi still admired Zhao Yun's character—he was honest, empathetic towards the people's plight, and unafraid to speak his mind.
Furthermore, he did not intend for Zhao Yun to continue following Liu Bei. While they were still bound by their oath in the Peach Garden, perhaps he could also bring Guan Yu and Zhang Fei over. As for what Liu Bei would do without Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun? What else could he do? He could always make straw sandals.
After all, Liu Xiu, a descendant of Han Gaozu's ninth generation, was able to rise from being a farmer; why couldn't Liu Bei, a descendant of the Zhongshan Jing Wang, do the same? He could also recruit talented individuals like Guo Jia, Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong, and Lu Xun into his ranks. Of course, it was not yet time for that. At this moment, it was only the fifth year of his reign.
Guo Jia had just turned twelve, Pang Tong was only three, and Zhuge Liang had just celebrated his first birthday. Now, they were about to be summoned. Wasn't this akin to making him a kindergarten teacher during the Three Kingdoms period?
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