Chapter 211: Day One: Wu!

Damn, this woman is a damn lunatic; I told you those Demon Sect people never consider anyone!

The people watching Yin Shenli's livestream aren't just ordinary folks; even some number‑one assassin is watching it now, and of course a whole lot of others are as well.

Take, for example, a series of high‑ranking officials from Cloud Light City.

In a small conference room in Cloud Light City, an elderly man with white beard stared at the screen of Yin Shenli in the center of the room and, unable to help it, frowned and cursed twice:

Does this guy not consider that this place is her man's home?? Just trashing someone else's house like that? Damn, that's sick! How on earth did Wang Wu end up liking this person?

Probably forced.

His companion, tilting his head, said, "After all, that kid is so handsome and his personality's decent; Yin Shenli really can't match him."

Achoo!

At the same time, while Yin Shenli was locked in a fierce battle with the sudden intruder—a bald donkey who disrupted her fight—she let out a sudden sneeze. Instantly, her angry expression deepened.

Damned it, it's all your fault, everyone's damn cursing me!!!

She roared, and at that moment her body began to twist and contort continuously.

Just like Wang Wu did before.

Although Wang Wu didn't know why his master suddenly turned red‑warm from a sneeze, this was still his first time seeing his master's transformed form.

Then he awkwardly realized that he seemed unable to see anything.

Or rather, it's not that he can't see, but that he can't quite comprehend.

It seemed to be some kind of… how to put it? Indescribable, incomprehensible, something that appears to exist yet seems not to.

Wang Wu didn't even know if it was humanoid, though from an utterly detached, unaffected viewpoint, it indeed appeared humanoid.

But it was truly hard to describe.

It cannot be described, nor understood.

The so‑called Yin Extreme True God is indescribable, incomprehensible.

Ah…

But after seeing this state, the monk who kept dodging Yin Shenli's attacks let out a light exhale.

Benefactor, you truly…

In Buddhist thought, of course, this is the transcendent Buddhist sect here.

Impermanence is one of the Buddhist realms; within the Buddhist Dao, heat death falls under the realm beneath impermanence.

In Wang Wu's hometown, heat death is regarded as the inevitable end of the universe, embodying the locals' obsession with the "ultimate truth."

But technology is technology, religion is religion; regarding religion—or religious philosophy—that's certainly not the case.

All phenomena lack independent self‑existence; they are merely provisional names formed temporarily by causes and conditions. Although in heat‑death theory entropy increase is irreversible, heat death also depends on specific conditions of an isolated system.

Yet in the Buddhist worldview, the universe has no so‑called "isolated system"; the world undergoes cyclical destruction and rebirth, not the linear termination of heat‑death theory.

The universe's fate should have no end, and indeed has none. So‑called heat death is merely a bad calamity of a particular cosmic stage, not the end of everything.

"Emptiness" is not void, but the possibility after extinguishing attachment; heat death can be seen as "emptiness" in Buddhism, yet also the creative origin of new birth.

Like a wave subsiding in the ocean, yet the ocean's surge never ceases.

Beneath the realm of impermanence lies the "emptiness" representing heat death. In this world's Buddhist power hierarchy, it is also called a "Bodhisattva," while the level above "impermanence" is the "Buddha."

He has fully awakened, attained Buddhahood, and reached supreme wisdom, compassion, and liberation.

It is beyond termination, having realized nirvanic tranquility, the ultimate stable realm beyond birth and death.

Of course, Yin Shenli's hometown is a pure technocratic society; although it has now transformed into a transcendent civilization, it remains a technological society.

No matter how high one's kung fu, a kitchen knife still scares them; even a peerless master of the Over‑Universe realm, when confronting a lost warship of the Old Human Empire, meets the fate of turning into cosmic dust.

They might not even become cosmic dust, because Over‑Universe masters are of such high level that they are usually annihilated outright, ceasing to exist entirely.

A fledgling personal might is nothing compared to a cosmic overlord already nearing true transcendence.

"All conditioned phenomena are like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, a shadow; like dew or lightning; thus they should be contemplated as such."

"Benefactor, you have attached to form."

Even while constantly evading Yin Shenli's assaults, the monk still finds opportunities to keep preaching at her, which only makes Yin Shenli grow hotter and more agitated.

As for Qiong Ji, who was originally fighting Yin Shenli, he didn't intervene; he merely watched from the side.

And while watching the battle between Yin Shenli and the monk, he felt a certain humiliation inside.

Because that woman—no, rather the Heavenly Demon—didn't give its all when clashing with him.

Although Yin Shenli herself didn't think so, in her view, managing a fight with Qiong Ji to this extent already signified considerable recognition of his strength, even without entering a true combat form.

Nevertheless, the True Martial state had already been activated; under this condition, there would be no talk of holding back—he was indeed giving his all.

And Qiong Ji, even in this state, could still trade blows with her, which already attests to his strength.

But Qiong Ji's thoughts about Yin Shenli now don't matter; she just wants to fight, and fighting is fun enough.

She has now entered a battle‑crazy berserk mode; basically, even a passing dog, if strong enough, will get a bite from her.

See a person, attack; see a person, go full firepower—commonly called this kind of dog… ah no, commonly called extremely aggressive, triggered.

"Hey, Tian Wu brother, why don't you go over there?"

Back in that small conference room, watching the screen, Wu He turned to the person opposite him who seemed to be watching the battle but was actually fiddling with a phone under the table, writing a recipe—Diyi Tian Wu—and said.

"Ah!"

Diyi Tian Wu's body trembled at Wu He's words, then he lifted his head, his expression a bit bewildered as he looked at the other.

Fortunately, he wasn't that number‑one assassin, so his reaction was swift; before Wu He could change his expression, he hurriedly said:

"Uh, this doesn't seem appropriate, right? I'm not really close with Wang Wu, and I'm not sure he'd invite me there."

Diyi Tian Wu and that number‑one assassin are still different; although he is indeed slacking a bit, he hasn't forgotten to keep an eye on what he should be watching.

In this regard, he remains very professional; otherwise he couldn't have become the deputy mayor of Cloud Light City.

"He should agree," Wu He said, "If not, I'll have my younger brother give him a greeting."

"Um, this… I'll find him myself; I'm worried your younger brother might cause trouble." Diyi Tian Wu rejected Wu He's suggestion to involve his younger brother, since that kid is stupid, wicked and cunning, and who knows what tricks he might pull inside.

Although he certainly wouldn't betray his own brother nor hold much hostility toward the people his brother recommends, he would likely take this chance to make a deal with Wang Wu for some money.

Even though he isn't particularly close with Wang Wu, he doesn't want Wang Wu to suffer such a loss for nothing.

His character is still very upright, which is completely different from the heavyweight trio Wu Yun, Qin Xiang, and Yin Shenli.

Those three are truly heavyweight after heavyweight, each more renowned than the last; Yin Shenli may seem unimpressive at a glance, but everyone in the conference room knows exactly what kind of person she is.

When the stellar crowd shines, it's truly fitting; one must admit that Wang Wu's ability to assemble such a team makes him a god among gods.

Still, Wang Wu is quite normal; Diyi Tian Wu has a good impression of him, and although the two aren't especially close, they do interact from time to time.

Since the big prison has let him handle affairs, Diyi Tian Wu definitely can't keep writing his cookbook.

This cookbook is the latest one he started writing this year, containing brand‑new dishes he meticulously researched last year.

His cookbook sells quite well online, but it isn't the main source of his income.

The bulk of his earnings still comes from delivering takeout after work; as the second top expert in Yunguang City—though not the second in the entire Solar System, he ranks among the top five elite—his delivery speed is naturally lightning‑fast, supremely swift, and unbelievably quick.

He delivers not only takeout but also parcels.

It may sound unreasonable, but the takeout industry currently has the highest concentration of warriors in Yunguang City, and it's both high in quantity and high in value.

For example, Diyi Tian Wu can complete over a hundred orders in an hour; even though lower‑level couriers earn less per order, he can't be stopped by long‑distance deliveries and the sheer volume he handles daily.

Though it's not a full‑time job but a side gig, he still gets the usual risks and rewards, and the more jobs you take, the more you earn—the earnings can accumulate.

After work each day, he first goes home to cook for his family and children, then supervises his son's homework, and then heads out to deliver takeout, earning about two thousand yuan in roughly two hours.

Typically an order takes one or two minutes; even for ultra‑long‑distance deliveries, Diyi Tian Wu still earns a huge delivery fee despite the extreme distance.

The problem is that such ultra‑long‑distance orders are hard to snag, so he can't earn two thousand yuan every single day from his side gig.

After all, he's not the only one who can take those orders, and among takeout couriers he has quite a few mortal rivals.

Those bastards are some full‑time delivery couriers, especially the head of a Wood‑type Grand Sect, who have always been a thorn in Diyi Tian Wu's side.

Even though he's already the sect leader with countless advertising endorsements, he still competes for profit with ordinary people like him—truly a beast among beasts.

Diyi Tian Wu always feels Yunguang City is too lenient toward these sects; damn, each sect leader runs rampant, oblivious to human compassion. Of course, the head of the Cloud Crane Gate is exempt.

Because the head of the Cloud Crane Gate is also the City Lord of Yunguang City.

Although this Yunguang City Lord rose to power by eliminating the previous lord, everyone has no real objections to that.

Since everyone is that ruthless, Diyi Tian Wu originally wanted to do the same, but Wu He beat him to it, and his later challenge to Wu He failed, so he became the deputy city lord of Yunguang City.

Of course, it wasn't due to strength but to ability.

The deputy city lord differs from the city lord; the former can seize power with supreme force, while the latter must rely on governance ability.

And Diyi Tian Wu's governing skill is quite good; on the political metric of the Yunguang City Chief Control AI, he scores a solid seventy points.

Even Wu He only gets seventy‑two points, just two points higher than him.

That score is already high; the previous city lord only scored forty‑five in political ability, a heavyweight figure.

"How long will I have to stay over there?"

Because Wang Wu hadn't replied, after waiting a while, Diyi Tian Wu asked his superior.

"About half a year, maybe a bit longer," Wu He pondered. "It mainly depends on when the heat of Wang Wu's world can subside; his world's affairs are already known to many places, even beyond the Solar System."

"These days many warriors are trying to find Wang Wu's personal Juxin account to add him as a friend; we've already hidden Wang Wu's personal Juxin number from the internet."

"But that place is indeed great," Diyi Tian Wu laughed after hearing his leader. "After all, the strong are as numerous as clouds there; even you, Old Crane, would find an equal—or rather, an opponent you can't even match."

"In a world like that, who wouldn't be moved?"

"Haha, indeed." Wu He also laughed.

When the two spoke of this, everyone in the conference room showed a touched expression on their faces.

Indeed, who wouldn't want it?

A world that can endlessly satisfy the desire for combat, endless battle thrill—ask which warrior could resist such temptation!

None, right?

Fight every day, fight till death; this damn thing is just insanely exhilarating.

"But if you go there, don't copy Yin Shenli—she fights recklessly; look at that bastard," Wu He said, noticing the expression on Diyi Tian Wu's face and immediately commenting on his emotional swing:

"Also, sending you there is to keep an eye on the people Wang Wu invited, so they don't act rashly—one careless move could annihilate an entire star system; damn, others provoke him and he'll strike."

"I know that, of course."

Diyi Tian Wu straightened his chest. "Leader, rest assured; leave it to me!"

"So he hasn't replied to you."

"No, probably busy training… uh, cultivating."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm not that unfamiliar with him; if he doesn't reply quickly, it definitely means he's tied up, and ninety percent of the time his unavailability is for this."

"..."

On the other side.

In his spare time, Wang Wu picked up his phone again, ready to check the battle situation over there.

Then he saw a message from Diyi Tian Wu:

"Wang Wu, little brother, I'd like to come over and stay for a while; brother, can you agree?"

Wang Wu, of course, recognized Diyi Tian Wu; the moment he saw the message, he didn't hesitate and replied immediately:

"Of course, you're welcome!"

(End of chapter)