Chapter 140: 139 I Want the Ten Thousand Mountains 4K Subscribe

In his current identity, Wang Wu was still just Wang Wu. He hadn't had much interaction with Situ Yuan—only met him a few times and exchanged a few pleasantries.

But that wouldn't stop Wang Wu from acting familiar with him; after all, weren't these people always trying to act familiar with him?

"Lord Situ, how is the situation in Southern Province these days?"

"Naturally, thanks to the blessing of that certain lord some time ago." Situ Yuan nodded. Thinking of that mysterious existence whose face, voice, and even the people around him were so blurred he couldn't recall them clearly, he then looked at Wang Wu, and his heart suddenly grew warm.

This fellow was clearly also a heavyweight, so...

Could it be that these two knew each other?

"Are you wondering if I know the one who froze the Southern Province sky that day?" As if reading his mind, before Situ Yuan could even ask, Wang Wu spoke up on his own.

"This... young hero truly has remarkable foresight." Situ Yuan smiled and flattered him.

"He is my colleague. We both belong to the Jitian Divine Palace," Wang Wu said.

"Jitian... Divine Palace?" Situ Yuan repeated the name, his heart jolting.

Indeed, indeed it was related to the Heavenly Court. Truly the legacy of the Heavenly Court.

"Jitian Vajra Gate—so that was just an alias? The real name is Jitian Divine Palace?" he mused inwardly.

The human-world version of the Jitian Divine Palace—or rather, the version heard by everyone except Tian Ling, both humans and demons—would now be this:

'Remnants of the Heavenly Court,' a powerful entity that had inherited most of the Heavenly Court's strength, even its orthodox lineage.

"May I ask, young hero, what exactly is this Jitian Divine Palace..." After a moment of inner deliberation, Situ Yuan asked cautiously.

"That's something you don't need to know." Wang Wu replied directly, continuing the conversation with Situ Yuan in the manner of those villain organizations he'd seen on TV back home.

He had to establish the aura first—make him feel that the Jitian Divine Palace he belonged to was... well, just make him think it was incredibly awesome and invincible.

That would make his next plan easier to carry out.

"Then let me ask you, let me ask you... uh, I heard that the current Son of Heaven has summoned the royal army to launch a massive attack on Shen Province. The other provinces haven't sent troops yet, but they've amassed forces at the borders, as if waiting for something?"

After 'answering' Situ Yuan's question, Wang Wu asked him one in return.

"I hope you can answer truthfully."

Gazing calmly at Situ Yuan, Wang Wu's expression was composed.

Though he exerted no pressure—in fact, given his current combat power, he couldn't exert much pressure anyway.

He was far from being able to defeat this man, since the other's speed could reach nearly a hundred Mach, while his was only twenty. He had just broken through to the sixth rank—no help for it.

But for Situ Yuan at this moment, his perception of facing Wang Wu was entirely different.

Although the other's strength was clearly lower than his, it wasn't by much. Judging from the aura Wang Wu was emitting now, he had clearly entered the 'Wang Zhen' realm.

Wang Zhen: twenty to forty Mach. Its next step was the pinnacle of the True Dao path: Ru Fa.

But the question was, how much time had passed?

From Dong Xu to Wang Zhen—how much time had passed?!?!?!

He had no doubt whatsoever that Wang Wu would reach the Ru Fa realm. And Situ Yuan naturally knew that Ru Fa wouldn't be his limit either.

After all, his master had already perfectly demonstrated his power to everyone back at Si Hun Shan.

The Jitian Divine Palace—terrifying to such a degree.

Therefore, when facing Wang Wu's inquiry, even though the other was still a very weak existence compared to him, Situ Yuan remained extremely solemn.

"The struggle between the current Son of Heaven and the Jiang clan has lasted many years. The Son of Heaven needs to suppress the Jiang clan, so naturally he must win over another group."

"And the Si clan's Bao Province is one of them."

"As for us, though the Son of Heaven has courted us, he clearly doesn't trust us either." After a brief moment of thought, Situ Yuan decided to tell the truth—at least part of it truthfully.

He didn't know why the other was asking this question, but considering his relationship with his daughter and the character he had shown before, no matter what, answering truthfully was definitely the better choice.

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed the Wei army to attack our Southern Province. If not for the help of your colleague, our Southern Province would have long fallen and been absorbed into Western Wei's territory."

"And with Southern Province's experience as a precedent, the other provinces naturally have less trust in the Son of Heaven."

"Of course, they're also waiting for the outcome of the war, hoping to get a share of the spoils."

Situ Yuan smiled as he said this. "After all, those Nine Tripods are still something to covet."

Situ Yuan's answer didn't surprise Wang Wu; it only confirmed his speculation.

The development of this world at certain times did seem to follow some trends from his hometown's history.

Too bad his history grades weren't great—he only knew the gist, not the detailed process.

Still, that was enough.

"Does Southern Province have that intention too?"

"Haha, you truly have sharp eyes, sir." Situ Yuan chuckled lightly. "Our Southern Province is a loyal subject of Great Zhou; naturally, we would not commit such acts of betraying our lord and perverting justice."

"Yo, Wu Zixu has already been born?" Hearing that phrase, Wang Wu was startled, then asked subconsciously.

"Uh, Wu Zixu?" Situ Yuan was also taken aback, clearly never having heard the name.

"Nothing, I just thought of an old friend of mine. He liked to say that." Wang Wu waved his hand casually, brushing the topic aside.

This place might be Western Zhou, but over eight hundred years had passed, while back home the two Zhou dynasties combined only lasted eight hundred years, so there were bound to be differences.

"Uh, alright." Situ Yuan nodded and continued the previous topic:

"If the Son of Heaven were in trouble, our Southern Province army would naturally not stand idly by. We would immediately dispatch troops to rescue the throne and install a new ruler."

"But Southern Province would still remain a Zhou subject; we would not rebuild Great Shang."

"Why?" Wang Wu asked curiously.

Zi Yuan was right beside him, but she showed no reaction to Situ Yuan's words. Her attitude was so cold that even Wang Wu was a bit surprised.

Still, she never seemed to care much about the fall of her homeland—from the start until now.

Zi Yuan now was probably the only heir of the Great Shang Dynasty, and a far more legitimate one than Wu Geng.

As for that Wu Geng, though he was Di Xin's eldest son, his mother was not Da Ji.

There was no record of demons and humans ever producing offspring, and Di Xin only had this one child.

Although publicly claimed to be born of Da Ji, and his body indeed carries Di Xin's blood, everyone also knows that his roots are not that "pure".

But Zi Yuan is different; a proper daughter of Di Yi, the third sister, whose mother is the respectable queen of Great Shang, and in terms of lineage and birth she is certainly far more noble than Wu Geng.

"We are neither of the Witch clan nor of the royal family, so why should we recreate Great Shang?" Si Tu Yuan said with a smile.

"If we were to establish a new king, then why not choose the state name ourselves?"

"Although it was once the sacred land of Great Shang, we, the Yin people of South Province, have little nostalgia for the former dynasty."

The people have a custom of offering sacrifices; the government does, and naturally the populace does as well.

But the people do not like to be treated as sacrificial offerings.

The royal family need not worry, because they can truly ascend demons; although what ascends clearly loses all reason, that is irrelevant, since none of those who ascend ever return to give a bad review.

Moreover, at the annual Grand Sacrifice's Demon-Calling Banquet, the performance of these demon generals has actually been fairly normal.

Because even though the Heavenly Court has fallen, the ascended Celestial Generals must still obey the Heavenly Court's "iron law".

Commonly called the "Heavenly Law".

And even today, this Heavenly Law still exerts its effect.

"If the emperor meets disaster, after dispatching the army to the diligent king, what will South Province intend?"

Wang Wu asked again.

"Install a new ruler and unify the three provinces."

Si Tu Yuan's answer was brief and very resolute.

The Si Tu family is the most powerful clan in South Province, although the other six nobles, according to paper statistics, should be roughly on par with the Si Tu family.

But paper data is ultimately just paper; whether they truly succeed still depends on actual capability.

At present in South Province, the only family that can wrestle with the Si Tu family is the Zhao family.

The family of Zhao Xingyue.

The South Province army is also jokingly called the "Si Tu Personal Guard," because the Si Tu family controls most of its forces and the largest number of special units.

And another family with deep roots in the army is the Zhao family.

Although they are fewer in number, they are elite among elites.

Moreover, the Zhao family has a fleet, and most importantly, behind the South Province Zhao family there is also the Wang Ji Zhao family.

That is the Zhao family of the Zhou region, or the main house.

"Which three provinces?"

"South, Yuan, Tong."

No surprise: Yuan Province is not wealthy, its talent drains massively to South Province; Tong Province is slightly better but still similar.

As for the military, Yuan Province's armaments are especially lax, relying year after year on protection from the South Province and Tong Province armies.

It can't be helped; Yuan Province was always a key focus of South Province's Yin people's care, being sufficiently weak and also barbaric, essentially prime material for making human sacrifices.

"But will the families in Yuan Province agree?"

"They will," Si Tu Yuan said with a confident smile.

Then he asked, "May I ask what your sudden questions are intended for?"

"I have a piece of land I want," Wang Wu said with a smile.

"Where?"

"The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains."

Si Tu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then recovered, looked at Wang Wu, his eyes burning even hotter.

"So you mean…"

"Yes," Wang Wu nodded, "the Zhou emperor might lose. Although the Western Wei troops have withdrawn, Shen Province's strength is still not to be underestimated."

Suddenly, waves rose within Si Tu Yuan's heart.

As for why a South Province person wants Yuan Province's land?

The answer is that Yuan Province is basically South Province's follower; everything leans toward South Province.

Even if they wanted all of Yuan Province, if they could link this with that Extreme Heaven Divine Palace, it would be worthwhile.

Heavenly Court inheritance… ask yourself, who wouldn't be envious?

"I'm not referring to that small piece of Yuan Province," Wang Wu continued immediately.

"But the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains."

"The whole Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, including the monsters that live within."

"And all wild demons encountered later within the realm will also be sent into the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains."

"I know what you want to ask," Wang Wu said without giving Si Tu Yuan a chance to speak, continuing:

"But as I said before, you are not yet qualified for this matter."

Simply stating the request without mentioning compensation is certainly unacceptable.

So Wang Wu took that booklet out of his ring.

Among the cultivation techniques he has prepared, they are divided into several grades according to quality:

1: The highest realm, equivalent to the peak of the Demon Dao, a newly created power system technique—this is the lowest grade.

2: A technique derived by further extrapolation from the original True Dao power system, also capable of cultivation to the same level as the Demonic Heaven-Connecting Realm.

3: An original technique of a new power system with a higher ceiling.

4: A True Dao power system technique with a higher ceiling.

Wang Wu does not intend to reveal the original technique first; instead, he will start with the True Dao technique, as it suits the modern Zhou physiology better and poses no obstacles to cultivation.

"What is this…?"

Looking at the booklet Wang Wu handed over, Si Tu Yuan asked curiously.

Technique.

Wang Wu's answer remained brief:

"A technique that can let you cultivate to the same tier as the strong ones of the Demonic Cultivation Tian Tong Realm."

In an instant, Si Tu Yuan felt his breathing grow a bit heavier.

"And what I want is ten thousand great mountains."

The time needed to explore a single path is very long.

Each newly discovered realm requires an extremely long time and an exceptionally high level of talent.

There is no teasing, no pretentious mysticism; the fastest way to prove oneself and gain fame is this.

"This...!?"

Just by flipping this thing and glancing at it, as a top True Dao master, Si Tu Yuan immediately sensed the technique's terrifying power.

Because it is genuine.

In a short two thousand years, the True Dao rose from the Mortal Realm to the Entering the Law stage.

When the next realm will appear is uncertain; it might be in ten years, or perhaps a hundred.

Because such matters are full of uncertainty and have always been fraught with difficulties.

He lifted his head, stared blankly at Wang Wu for a long while, yet could not utter a word.

"These are just the most basic things."

Seeing the rustic expression on Si Tu Yuan's face, Wang Wu felt a quiet satisfaction inside.

No wonder so many people like to show off; hey, you have to admit that feeling is truly authentic!

He did not take the technique booklet back, but waited quietly until he closed it, ready to return it to himself.

Facing the outstretched booklet, Wang Wu first shook his head, then said:

"It's merely an ordinary technique; it means nothing to my Extreme Heaven Divine Palace."

"Consider this technique as my greeting gift to you, sir."

"May I know, sir, what your answer is?"

At this moment, although the battle in the arena had reached a fever pitch, the cheers from the surrounding audience rose like waves, one after another.

Yet Si Tu Yuan remained completely still.

(End of chapter)