Toast to the bright moon

Traversing the Nine Provinces in the Immortal Cultivation World, Lu Yuan possessed the Dao Fruit of longevity, an eternal lifespan. If he were careful, he could anticipate the Immortal Method.
This was indeed a beautiful thing.
However, he was born during the Age of Dharma Decline, with spiritual energy depleted and the Immortal Method difficult. The great path was elusive.
Even worse, the Immortal Cultivation World of the Nine Provinces was on the verge of collapse, and the four poles were about to fall, marking the end of an era.
If that was the case, why shouldn't a man take up his sword and conquer fifty states across the mountains?
To survive in the Age of Dharma Decline, Lu Yuan cultivated the ancient Way of Control Pneuma, established an Immortal Dynasty, and gathered Qi Luck. He brought order to the Nine Provinces and peace to the four seas.
Gathering strength from across the world, he ascended to immortality step by step.
In ancient times, there were three Human Emperors: Hua Guang, Xia Xi, and Hao Tian.
Who is the Human Emperor now?
It is Emperor Chu Luyuan.

To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

By the end of May this year, with the early summer upon us, the Barbarians' grain looting war this spring, following a major defeat and a loss of over two hundred thousand men, barely came to an end.


Now, it's only been August, the start of autumn, and not even three months have passed, yet the Barbarians have once again sought cooperation with the Chu State.


"Do you plan to attack Helong again this autumn?"


In Baling, within the palace, Lu Yuan looked at the Barbarian Messenger below and, after hearing the intention, couldn't help asking.


The Barbarian Messenger nodded, then earnestly said, "This spring, thanks to Chu State's assistance, we were able to loot a large amount of grain. This summer, no one in the various tribes starved to death.


But now, more than two months have passed since the grain brought from Helong has been consumed.


This autumn, there will be a shortage of grain among the tribes.


Chapter 348: The North Is Without Worry