Chapter 155: 154 Net‑Sect Grand Competition 82K

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Disciple, I have something to tell you; are you there, disciple?

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Voice message (click to convert to text)

On the bridge, just as Wang Wu, representing the Tianyuan people, accepted the March people's surrender, Master Qin Xiang sent Wang Wu a message.

Even though Wang Wu is in a body, he is still a person "born" on Tianyuan Planet, so representing Tianyuan Planet is no problem.

Moreover, he is not representing the Tianyuan human race in accepting the March civilization's surrender, but representing all races of the Tianyuan civilization.

The demon race is of course included; they are now a race that can sit at the table and eat, and they contributed significantly in this military operation, so there is no problem with them dining at the table.

Furthermore, behind them stands Wang Wu, the big shot of the Extreme Heaven Divine Palace; Wang Wu can now be considered a true big shot. In terms of strength alone, he is already at the pinnacle of the Tianyuan civilization.

As the representative receiving the surrender, Wang Wu casually exchanged a few words with the March civilization's representative, then said a few things to the human and demon representatives under his command; the rest was none of his concern.

Wang Wu was never one who excelled at politics; such matters should be left to the appropriate people.

Thus, while receiving the March civilization's surrender, Wang Wu began to chat with his master in his mind:

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Sect Grand Competition? But Master, I'm only a fourth‑rank.

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Fourth rank? You've actually reached fourth rank? Have you reached the Complete Realm yet?

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Not yet, Master; probably will take another year or two.

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: No rush, no rush, take it slowly; the fourth‑rank Complete Realm cannot be rushed. It's normal to feel no progress for years; take your time.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Oh, thank you, Master, but Master, what exactly is the Complete Realm?

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Starting from the middle third rank, each realm's apex has a "Complete Realm", but before fourth rank, this Complete Realm isn't something very important.

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Normally, progressing step by step in cultivation naturally leads to smooth results. However, after reaching fourth rank, the Complete Realm at the apex of fourth rank is no longer that easy.

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Although it is still stepwise, it also requires an enormously great effort.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Huh? Could you explain in more detail, Master?

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Shared a web link with you.

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Watch this popular‑science video; it's very detailed, the "Martial Path Introduction" series produced by Wang Wu, you can watch it; it explains from ninth rank to first rank and even peerless masters in great detail.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Thank you, Master!

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: However, you still need to prepare for the sect grand competition; when do you have time?

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Master, I'm not even there, can't I attend any sect grand competition? Should I take a ride over?

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: It's far, a ride might be pricey, but you don't need to come. The sect grand competition is an online match; just lie in your virtual reality pod.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Huh? Like that? Then that's easy; Master, I should have time these next few days.

Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Good then, I'll come find you in a couple of days and explain more in detail then. I won't chat further; I haven't played my ranking match today yet.

Seeing Master Qin Xiang's message, Wang Wu hesitated for a moment, then finally deleted the typed words.

Because it was inappropriate, indeed inappropriate. Though he could have advised Master, there was no need.

Wo Cai Shi Tianxia Diyi Shaoshou: Disciple, are you there? I have something to tell you.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Huh? I'm here, Master, is it about the sect grand competition?

Wo Cai Shi Tianxia Diyi Shaoshou: Oh? You actually know? Then fine, you are my Direct Transmission Disciple, you'll definitely take the stage then.

Wo Cai Shi Tianxia Diyi Shaoshou: Don't worry, you don't have to choose one sect to join, because the Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect and our Yin Extreme Divine Sect have their sect grand competitions staggered.

Wo Cai Shi Tianxia Diyi Shaoshou: Alright, I'll tell you the details in a few days; do you have anything now? Send some photos for me to see.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: Um, Master, I'm in a meeting, but I have some inventory.

Shan Ding Dong Yaoguai: (image) (image) (image) …

Wo Cai Shi Tianxia Diyi Shaoshou: I already said, don't show feet!!! What the hell is wrong with you, why do you always include their little feet in photos?

Facing the master's insult, Wang Wu gave no response, just sent some more pictures.

Though annoyed, it was still usable. Wang Wu's pictures were large files, and later when he kept sending files, the master didn't reject them.

And indeed, in a distant other universe, Yin Shenli looked at the photos her disciple sent, her expression very displeased, yet she began to pull down her pants, preparing to reward herself.

As for wonderful little gadgets or mysterious treasures, Yin Shenli doesn't like those. She is a fundamentalist, believing only her own hands are the perfect tool.

In this respect, she and Wang Wu are quite similar.

But Wang Wu does sometimes use some tools, like shoes and socks… um, nothing much. Those are just small pleasures during serious matters.

"Although you have caused great damage to our homeland and the common folk of our world, we are not a bloodthirsty, vengeful… um, civilization?"

On the bridge, the Celestial Spirit, who handles negotiations with the March civilization, said kindly to the March civilization's representative across from him:

"We are a very kind civilization, so you March people need not worry about anything…"

"After this, our sides should have settled our grudges; since that's the case, why not get to know each other again, turning enemies into friends?"

"We explored this region tens of thousands of years ago, when you were in a very primitive societal stage. We did not exploit you then, nor will we do so now."

Although he still bears some demonic traits, compared to before he is much better; the remaining demonic traits haven't made him ugly, but have added considerable charm.

The Celestial Spirit differs from his son, the refined middle‑aged man; he is a very androgynous handsome man, indistinguishable in gender.

The demon's top‑tier looks, combined with his super charisma, may not raise the opponent's affection level, but at least make the other side's mood less unpleasant.

After all, the conditions offered by the Tianyuan people are indeed… um, quite merciful.

First is technology: as compensation for invading the Tianyuan civilization, the March people must provide all their civilization's technology and dispatch many senior technologists to the Tianyuan civilization.

These dispatched personnel will teach the Tianyuan people in a specially established academy there; additionally, the March people must pay all expenses of the Tianyuan civilization's military action against the March civilization.

Honestly, it's not a lot.

Indeed very kind; some say the conditions Tianyuan civilization proposed to the March civilization can truly be called "repaying grievances with virtue".

One must admit, having a good face is indeed an advantage. The demon's perfect image, combined with Tianyuan civilization's extreme restraint in this military action, caused few civilian casualties.

Moreover, they even rescued many people, so public resistance to the Tianyuan civilization is not high now.

The surrender treaty was broadcast live to the entire March civilization; now the situation is settled, most of the March people's military forces have been destroyed by Tianyuan cultivators, and they can now be sentenced to death.

Even if they still try to resist stubbornly, it is now meaningless.

Honestly, monsters are truly good‑looking, really beautiful. Though they are naturally lecherous, their aura is genuinely… genuinely maxed out.

Moreover, not all monsters are that wanton type; within the monster race there are also those who are single‑minded, forever loyal to only one.

This point was already explained by several monsters in the earlier TV program "Monster Knowledge Popular Science".

This popular‑science segment was arranged by Tian Ling, mainly to dispel the ordinary public's panic and resistance toward them as "alien invaders… " no, it should be called "alien avengers".

The effect turned out quite good: first the monsters made a splash to boost their presence, then they selected some exceptionally handsome humans from the past.

Cultivation can also enhance one's aura to some extent; while it can't drastically alter facial features, it can easily remedy certain innate flaws.

Thus, among cultivators there are virtually no ugly people, because anyone with a serious facial problem gets "fixed".

Clean skin, outstanding aura, and fairly tidy features—such a person can never be considered ugly.

Not to mention the TV participants were specially hand‑picked, and there are plenty of humans whose looks can rival those of monsters.

Tian Ling is an exceptionally talented politician; even if placed in human society, he could—uh, how to put it—at least in the Great Zhou dynasty he would be among the notable ones.

As for the Shang dynasty, if we talk about its later few thousand years, in terms of governance he would also rank among the top.

I have to say, Wang Wu also pulled an SSR, folks, directly acquiring Tian Ling as a top‑tier subordinate. Though Wang Wu doesn't consider Tian Ling his subordinate, he can't deny that Tian Ling thinks so himself.

This guy belongs to the type who can excel both as a ruler and as a minister.

If we were to draw a comparison, it's roughly like Wang Meng or Zhuge Liang from Wang Wu's hometown.

Moreover, this guy is a super‑durable king; after sixteen hundred years he's still vigorous. With the opponent's demonic corruption already resolved, he's expected to fight another sixteen hundred years.

"Ha ha, if that's the case, then may our two civilizations coexist peacefully from now on, and may peace endure forever."

At that moment, the previously silent Wang Wu smiled and said a line.

"Hope for peace, peace forever…" the March Civilization representative wore a slightly stiff smile and nodded lightly.

Although his inner feelings were still not great, the representative knew the situation was already set and he could change nothing.

He could only put on a smile and nod toward the victors.

This matter truly puts the March people at a disadvantage; even if they protest, there's nothing they can do.

After all, the other side also said: tens of thousands of years ago they never seized the chance to strike them, so they won't now either.

Not to mention the opponent's top leader also said they hope peace will endure, which is exactly what the March Federation has been promoting.

Given that all arguments are unreasonable, making his face look a bit sour is the most the March representative can manage.

Being too sour would be disrespecting the Tian Yuan people; being too happy would be betraying his own hometown.

A forced smile would be worse; that would be disrespecting the ceremony…

Sigh.

The March representative sighed lightly, feeling as if he were in a furnace, with raging flames ahead or behind.

The Tian Yuan Civilization will remain on the March side for another few years—about four or five—mainly to take over many things, including technologies and high‑value talent.

But this had nothing to do with Wang Wu; after that day, he returned ahead of everyone else.

Wang Wu's Mirror Flower Water Moon can jump twenty light‑years in a single bound; although longer distances consume more, it's no problem for him.

After returning, the first thing Wang Wu did was take the girls to another world—no, another planet—for a tour, letting them experience a world stylistically different from the Tian Yuan Civilization.

I must say, the March people's civilization looks quite similar to Wang Wu's hometown, except its advancement is far beyond—calling it a sci‑fi world is no problem at all.

"Wow, Wu Lang, look at this, look at this!"

"Sir, look at that, what a marvelous artifact."

"Wu Lang… how about staying here…?"

"Wu… Wu Lang! I, I'm fast, I…!!!"

I have to admit, although the March civilization shares a style with my hometown, after a few stays here Wang Wu immediately realized it still differs greatly from his own home.

If I were to be honest, perhaps the world on my master's side is the closest to his hometown.

Aside from one being a transcendent Earth and the other not, and one being highly advanced technologically while the other is more backward, in other respects the two are extremely similar.

Both are Earth, both are Earthlings, so they must be similar; we're all compatriots.

The reason Wang Wu finds the March civilization to look similar to his home yet be a completely different "humanoid civilization" is that the March civilization never developed stockings.

And underwear—their underwear is so extreme that Wang Wu can't even tell it's underwear.

In terms of erotic appeal it's even less than Tian Yuan… uh, saying that sounds like an insult to Tian Yuan, because Tian Yuan people really have a reputation for underwear; some garments can boost Wang's attack speed by a thousandfold.

One can only say that although the Tian Yuan Civilization's aesthetic is ancient, it is nonetheless a fantastical society with ultra‑high productivity. Even ancient people from my hometown Earth are that advanced in their ways, let alone this place.

My master's hometown certainly has stockings and the kind of underwear Wang Wu is familiar with; Wang Wu had considered buying some, since they're not expensive—just a few hundred bucks for a lot.

But after careful thought, Wang Wu abandoned the idea.

Not that it's unnecessary, but he felt that would clash with the "art style".

Sneakers with tights are certainly nice, but in this world boots, cloth shoes and other footwear paired with the local socks also have their own unique charm.

Of course, there are also the garments that go with them.

Like Yao Qing, who is always tightly wrapped in daily wear, but only Wang Wu knows what lies beneath those tightly wrapped clothes…

Uh, digressing.

In short, let's return to the Tian Yuan Realm, folks.

One morning.

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Disciple, remember to come to the virtual reality chamber tonight; the sect grand competition is about to begin, today we obtain the arena】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: Got it, Master. But Master, why is the sect grand competition an online match? Isn't an offline match better?】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Offline matches have many issues; online matches are the same, except you can't gain as much realm experience, but combat experience is equally important.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Moreover, when a first‑rank warrior fights, their power shakes the heavens; you can't be smashing dozens or hundreds of planets each time the sect grand tournament starts, even with countless stars in the universe, they can't withstand that.】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: But in a virtual reality space competition, you can perfectly simulate the…】

The above remark was deleted by Wang Wu himself before it was finished, because the masters had already mentioned this during training.

The answer is absolutely yes, after all even the strongest in the current human world cannot create destruction stronger than a warship from the Human Empire era.

And weapons that are many times stronger than the top humans can be perfectly simulated in the virtual world, let alone theirs.

As for the principle behind this all‑powerful virtual world, Wang Wu never bothered to consider it.

Just like when he previously suggested taking a car to the master's world, he likewise never thought about how it was actually achieved.

This is obviously unreasonable; in fact, many things in the master's hometown are extremely unreasonable.

For example, why can his hometown bank card be read, why can the account number of the bank… ah no, the money shop in this world be read, and there is even a notion of exchange rates.

These are, in reality, extremely unreasonable, no matter how you look at them.

A courier company that can traverse ten thousand realms, a "bank system" that links all universes, and even hailing a taxi can whisk you from one universe to another…

Wang Wu is completely unaware of the absurdity of these things. Or rather, the cultivation method from the master's hometown has already fully assimilated him.

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: Master, what time do you log on at night?】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Around eight o'clock, then you'll have to stay in the virtual reality pod all night. If there's anything to do at night, do it during the day, or do it at night later.】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: Oh, okay】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: By the way, did you watch the first Day‑Wu series video I asked you to see that day?】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: I've seen it, but there were still parts I didn't get, so I later asked Tian Wu himself, and he gave me a detailed explanation. Now I fully understand.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: That's fine, saves me from having to explain it to you in detail again.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: If you want to thank Day‑Wu, you can send him some of your local specialty recipes or regional products; he loves tinkering with that, and it isn't a violation as long as you don't send too much at once.】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: I know that, Master.】

The chat with Master Qin Xiang ended quickly, and afterwards another master, Yin Shenli, sent some messages. Besides discussing the sect competition, she also made a very rude request.

But there was no choice; filial piety outweighs everything, and as the master's disciple, Wang Wu could not resist and had to comply.

It is worth mentioning that Wang Wu now has several virtual reality pods at home, all scavenged from the second‑hand market.

Performance‑wise they aren't as good as the ones he bought with his own money, but they're more than enough for the girls.

For this sect competition, Wang Wu's family will naturally attend as spectators, cheering on their husband on site.

So during the day, Wang Wu will be busy.

For example, right now Wang Wu is pulling Zhu San Niang, Wu Er Niang and Shu Niang together with Zi Yuan into a virtual reality pod.

Earth network, a place that belongs solely to Yin Shenli, the Sect Leader of the Yin Ji Shen Sect.

"Hehe… you two give me a kiss first so I can see…"

In a dimly lit, ambiguous room, Yin Shenli stared lewdly at Wang Wu and Zi Yuan, lightly swaying a glass of wine, and said.

The virtual reality pod has many functions, and this one is naturally among them.

Humiliation, shame, anger… fine, actually none of those emotions are present, but there is definitely some displeasure.

"No, why are you doing this again? A couple of sniffs should be enough, why do you keep staring at that spot?"

"What are you two doing? Why did both pairs of feet go up? No, stop, stop!!!"

Wang Wu doesn't mind having spectators while he's busy, but he certainly dislikes someone constantly giving orders.

But there's no choice; the other party is his master, so even if he's dissatisfied he must endure.

Time flows differently in the network world; one hour outside equals forty‑eight hours inside, and a single round gave Yin Shenli a great thrill.

"Whoa, really exciting, this pure love is too pure, tsk tsk tsk… hiss…"

Breathing out hot steam, Yin Shenli sent off her disciple and his partners, still replaying the earlier scene in her mind.

It really was thrilling, folks, watched it with great pleasure.

Come to think of it, it was disciple Wang Wu who suggested watching the battle in the virtual reality world, and Yin Shenli is now increasingly satisfied with that disciple.

At noon, after exiting the virtual reality pod and having a simple meal, Wang Wu looked at the monsters staring straight at him, smiled lightly, and naturally knew what they wanted.

"No way," Wang Wu said, "We already broke the rules in the virtual reality pod before. Your previous exam scores were that bad, so even that should have been prohibited. If the master hadn't demanded it, I wouldn't have agreed."

After speaking, Wang Wu lowered his head toward Zi Yuan, who had already nestled in his arms, and smiled, "Zi Yuan, shall we go out?"

"Hehe, sure," Zi Yuan replied with a grin.

Thus, under the blood‑red gazes of the three demons, the smug Zi Yuan left the spherical fortress together with Wang Wu.

Wu Er Niang, Zhu San Niang and Shu Niang – the three demons' weekly exam results were unsatisfactory this time.

Cultivating, accompanying family, idling everywhere.

That's a day in Wang Wu's life: full and meaningful.

Time quickly reached eight p. m., the day the Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect's sect competition begins.

"Students!"

In the Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect's exclusive virtual space, within a towering mountain range, Sect Leader Qin Xiang floated nine heavens above, projecting his booming voice downward.

He wore a glittering golden… uh, vest with camouflage pants, three pairs of golden wings on his back, a laurel crown on his head, and a halo behind his skull.

Qin Xiang's stature is huge, a full 2.25 meters, and very muscular. Though his attire is casual now, his white crew‑cut hair and gold‑red eyes give him an imposing presence.

Or rather, he's naturally imposing just by looking at his appearance and usual demeanor.

"Today is our Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect's year‑end 2030 sect competition! It's also the time for you to test the results of your studies over the past year!"

"Now, let me say a few words…"

Qin Xiang's speech was effective; Wang Wu lasted barely ten seconds before losing consciousness.

When he came to again, he found everyone's gaze fixed on him.

"Um, Xiao Wu is usually busy with work, yet he still came to my opening ceremony. You should all learn from him."

Fortunately, the master dotes on Wang Wu and even provides cover for him.

At first, Qin Xiang liked Wang Wu simply because he was generous in combat.

But as they spent more time together, Qin Xiang found his disciple genuinely interesting and compatible in every way.

Wang Wu, hearing his master's cover for him, immediately and very cooperatively bowed his hands toward the onlookers and said:

"Not at all, that's what I should do, and even if I'm exhausted, I shouldn't fall asleep during the master's lecture, right? I'm really damned; I apologize to the master here, I apologize!!!"

Seeing Wang Wu's quick improvisation, Qin Xiang nodded very satisfactorily.

No wonder he's my disciple; his hallmark is quick improvisation, very flexible.

"Sect Master!"

But there will always be some people who aren't very likable in this world, just as on another Earth.

Originally this matter should have passed, in theory. As the speaker, Qin Xiang didn't care about it, and as the one who erred, Wang Wu handled it very skillfully.

But at that moment, an ill‑timed voice rang out.

"Sect Master!"

Two successive, full‑bodied shouts shifted everyone's gaze from Wang Wu to him.

Handsome and dashing, eyes blazing, aura like a rainbow.

In terms of cultivation, he's also a sect ace of the fourth‑rank realm.

"Although the Sect Master is magnanimous and benevolent," seeing everyone's eyes on him, the man showed a hint of pride on his face and said:

"But I think that Wang Wu, as the Sect Master's Direct Transmission Disciple, drifting into drowsiness during his master's lecture is a grave disrespect."

"Therefore, this matter must not be left…"

"When will it be your turn to speak for me?"

Before the man could finish speaking, an immense pressure surged from above, forcing him to kneel, his body cracking open with countless wounds, blood gushing like a fountain from them.

"Lord, Sect Master!"

Even so, the man still showed no sign of surrender, laboriously raising his head toward Wang Wu: "This must not be…"

"…set a precedent!"

"Hmph."

The pressure on him dissipated, Qin Xiang snorted coldly, then floated down from the air to stand before the man.

"What is your name?"

Seeing Qin Xiang actually ask his name, a hint of delight flashed in the man's eyes, "My name is, my name is Xie Tian…"

"Enough." Not letting him finish, Qin Xiang waved his hand casually, and the man's voice vanished instantly.

"I don't care what your name is, but…"

Saying that, he scanned the man from head to toe, then turned his head toward Wang Wu:

"Your strengths are comparable; why not let him be your first opponent in this sect's grand competition?"

Having said that, Qin Xiang walked to Wang Wu's side and patted his shoulder.

"All thanks to the master's arrangement!" Wang Wu lowered his head; now he felt no drowsiness at all. Because this is certainly far more interesting than the endless rambling Qin Xiang gave before.

"Haha." Seeing Wang Wu's high spirits, Qin Xiang also smiled, "I know the lecture is quite boring, but there's nothing we can do—just go through the motions."

He patted Wang Wu's shoulder again, then returned to the man and hauled him up from the ground.

"You seem to have some grievances against my disciple, but it doesn't matter; perhaps you think he's some privileged connection, unfit to be my disciple, or whatever—any reason, it's irrelevant."

"Since you're not convinced, why don't you two have a match? Consider it a chance I give you."

"Don't overthink it." Seeing the opponent's increasingly bright eyes, Qin Xiang tilted his head, "Even if you defeat him, it doesn't mean I'll take you as a Direct Transmission Disciple."

"If you want my private tutoring, just pay the fee directly, even Xiao Wu pays."

As soon as he said that, the man's eyes instantly dimmed.

"Nice guy, you think you can get a Direct Transmission Disciple for free?" Seeing the change in his eyes, Wang Wu, who had previously held him in some regard, instantly rolled his eyes.

"Damn it, what did he think this was, only to end up like this?"

"Wanting Qin Xiang's one‑on‑one private tutoring for free, and still trying to claim the title of Direct Transmission Disciple—damn it, there's no such thing in the world!"

"All Direct Transmission Disciples have to pay; he wants it free—dream on!"

(End of Chapter)