Chapter 111: then title translation, then ===GLOSSARY=== with list

Fengxi tore a page from the little notebook and handed it to Yuzhen.

Yuzhen, stunned upon hearing the so-called Myriad Races Sports Meet, took it suspiciously, his gaze sweeping from top to bottom, the corners of his eyes beginning to twitch, his mouth corner constantly twitching.

"The Wu Clan's envoy to Kunlun, represented by Fengxi, feeling that the Honghuang world is vast, with numerous civilizations and countless tribes, yet due to various reasons they interact little, which is detrimental to the development of Honghuang's ultimate cultivation civilization..." Yuzhen read the content, his expression strange and twisted, "We hereby hold the Honghuang First Myriad Races Sports Meet — the Doutian Cup Sports Meet, widely inviting outstanding members of all tribes to participate."

"This sports meet must uphold the spirit of friendship first, competition second, aiming to promote mutual understanding and exchange between different civilizations and different races..."

He repeatedly savored this seemingly problem-free promotional content, faintly detecting a hint of conspiracy.

But, it was merely a hint.

If he tried to delve deeper and trace it back, everything became as indistinct as seeing flowers through fog, everything blurred and impossible to see clearly.

"Hmm..." Yuzhen pondered for a while, unable to grasp the point, so he simply looked at Fengxi, "Give me the lowdown—what medicine are you selling in that gourd?"

"What are you secretly scheming?"

"I've schemed everything and yet schemed nothing; this is originally an open layout." Fengxi said openly, "Everything moves with the trend, leveraging the situation."

"After seeing the participants' situation at the time, we will then delve deeper and work out the details."

"Of course, myriad changes do not depart from the essence; it's all aimed at the Demon Race, to add obstacles to this lineup—but this is the eternal, unchanging core."

"I'd like to hear the details." Yuzhen raised his eyebrows.

"First, there are two choices—either we Wu Clan participate in this sports meet, or we do not." Fengxi raised two fingers, "Participating has its benefits; not participating also has its layout."

"First, let's talk about participating." He lowered one finger, "Then the Doutian Cup Sports Meet can become the best stage to showcase our Wu Clan's mighty racial talent and individual quality."

"Is it meaningful?" Yuzhen wondered.

"Of course there is." Fengxi smirked, "Now the Ancestral Wu elders are suppressing, diligently cultivating Wu Clan members; before the young Wu fully mature, they do not want to wage war against the Demon Race, which inherits the combat foundation from the era of Pangu's creation to the present."

"Warfare and slaughter are the ultimate violence, best able to manifest strength and weakness... but for now it is not appropriate."

"However, if conditions are lacking, we can create them."

"What could be more suitable than a Myriad Races competitive sports meet?"

"If we merely rely on words and text to proclaim how strong the Wu Clan is, how splendid the civilization it bears... but this lacks the most direct experience, remaining superficial."

"Sports competition is different... the masses find it easier to resonate with the palpable strength of body and will." Fengxi said softly, "For ordinary beings with limited experience, they cannot concretely grasp how vast the world is. Moreover, due to the worldview shaped by their own civilizations, it is hard for them to truly recognize the greatness of the Wu Clan and our gap... they suffer from lack of culture."

"But a physical fitness competition that anyone can understand strikes the heart more directly."

"A clan that dominates all fields—would you believe it is weak?" Fengxi asked.

"No." Yuzhen shook his head.

"Then that's correct." Fengxi smiled, "We can use such an event to confirm our Wu Clan's substantive standing at the top of the myriad races... then, having higher races disparage lower ones becomes an easy matter."

"At that time, after demonstrating our strength, we will attract clans and beings who come admiring our name, give them some publicity, and pair it with a simple experience, letting them directly feel the advantages of high-level civilization in all aspects..." He clapped his hands, "Done!"

"These people will become loyal fans of our Wu Clan's ideology and civilization!"

"Among them, the vast majority will become self-supplied dry-rations propaganda vanguards; that imperfect, flawed spirit, in order to prove itself superior to past tribal elites, will take this extraordinary, mystical experience as talking point, constantly on their lips—'I saw such and such in the Wu Clan'—while indiscriminately disparaging the shortcomings of their own civilization that need improvement..."

"They will stir up discussion, plague‑like contagion spreading, dragging a tribe down, and in the future become our lackeys... Wu‑worship dogs!"

Fengxi smiled faintly, "These are very suitable as cannon fodder... of course, we cannot expect everyone to be idiots, brain‑dead."

"Among those who directly sense the advancement of our Wu Clan's civilization, there will always be rational, calm individuals with a perfect, flawless spirit; they recognize the gap with our Wu Clan, can view issues dialectically, acknowledge their own tribe's shortcomings, and possess the humble, progressive determination to strive for improvement of their own civilization's clans."

"Tribes possessing such excellent talent are mostly unlikely to be duped into cannon fodder... but for us, it really doesn't matter."

"Because sooner or later they will still jump back into our pit... who let us represent advancement, represent development?"

"If that's the case, is there any better learning target than us?"

"So, whether they do it willingly or not, they will secretly learn our civilization, our thoughts, our spirit... after learning to the end, fully comprehending our will, could they still return to the Demon Race camp?"

Fengxi bore the air of holding a pearl of wisdom, just short of shaking a feather fan in hand to bolster his image.

Yuzhen thought seriously, weighed carefully, after a long while nodded, an expression of admiration, "What you say makes sense... this way, it can indeed break the stalemate, recruit wings, and break the propaganda blockade."

"That's right!" Fengxi held his head high, "And don't even look at who I am!"

"Of course, thanks also to the Ancestral Wu elders and Pangu Ancestral God's strong support, we have gathered such a fine hand for the Wu Clan."

"Precisely because the excellence and strength of the entire Wu Clan serve as our backing, do I have room to display my talents... otherwise, I'd just make a mess and end up doing the enemy's wedding dress, which would be laughable."

——After the Doutian Cup Sports Meet concluded, a tally showed that the Wu Clan's gold medal count was not first... oh dear!

How much he schemed in here, in the end resulted in how much for the opposite side.

Fengxi doesn't need to think much; he can just vomit blood and hang himself.

One round of operations fierce as a tiger, looking back the record is zero wins, five losses.

The support player, who had originally calculated the whole situation, led the team to initiate a fight, seized the initiative, but upon engagement the teammates all collapsed, four damage dealers exploded on the spot...

At that moment, even if Fengxi were nailed in a coffin, buried nine thousand zhang underground, he would surely burst out of the coffin and shout—

"Damn teammates... I hate them!"

……

"This is a yang plot." Fengxi said, "It's a contest of hard strength, the underlying tribe's talent and quality... to some extent, it can be considered an alternative to war."

"I'm not afraid that the high-ups of the Demon Race will know... knowing, what then?"

"Get on stage and compete!"

"Let's see who's better!" Fengxi spread his hands, "Facts are more useful than any words."

"I firmly believe that the Wu Clan behind me will not drop the chain in this regard; they have god‑like teammates and won't drag a few pigs up to be sacrificed."

Yuzhen expressed approval.

"Of course." Fengxi shifted the subject, "Actually there are also risks in here."

"Oh?"

"Since everyone can know how important the meaning behind this is, it has already been destined from the start that it has nothing to do with pure competition and will inevitably be drawn into the great net called politics."

"The top leaders of both sides will definitely get involved, using this 'All‑City Games' to promote the excellence and strength of their own camp!"

"As for this, I think the means they will employ include but are not limited to—doping, rule changes, cheating, and so on!"

No matter what method, we must win...... I may have already foreseen that, in the future, the number of medals each side will win at each Games will vividly reflect the strength comparison of their peak powers at that time.

"The stronger the heavenly mandate, the more medals one will win......" Fengxi seemed to be mocking, "What else could be a better cheating method than heavenly mandate?"

Yuchen had no reply.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh, "Why don't we just not call it the Doutian Cup and rename it the Black Cup?"

From birth onward, it was destined to be filled with dark machinations, a political stage where civilizations and races compete.

"I also wanted to call it the Black Cup......" Fengxi agreed deeply, "But I thought about it, and saying it so bluntly might easily invite trouble on the road later, so I decided to call it the Doutian Cup."

"......"

Yuchen opened his mouth, then closed it, and gave a thumbs up.

"As long as the first Games are held, our Wu Clan will have opened up the situation." Fengxi said, "After all, in infiltrating the lower levels of the Demon Race, we have achieved a breakthrough from zero to one."

"The Demon Race is so vast that there will always be some seedlings growing awry, not conforming to its core values...... The emergence of our Wu Clan is also a new option for them."

"Of course, considering our Wu Clan's participation, there might be situations where teammates are too much of a liability or even explode on the spot, so we also have plans not to participate."

"If we don't participate, how can we demonstrate the strength of our Wu Clan?" Yuchen asked, "How else would we promote it?"

"No, if we don't participate, our work focus will simply shift to another direction." Fengxi smiled, "We will take the stance of objective and fair rule-makers and referees, to create obstacles for the current high-level capital of the Demon Race."

He looked at the somewhat puzzled Yuchen and patiently explained, "During my travels this time, I learned many shocking things...... If my previous strategy was to shepherd civilization through covert infiltration, then the Demon Race can be direct and even more violent."

"Directly shepherd the races!"

"The existence of these races is merely a tool for us to employ our methods and carry out operations."

"Under the guise of humanitarian concern, we, the rule-setters of the Games, must look after any race, actively encourage every ethnic group to participate and showcase their strengths......"

"I believe every ethnic group has its own specialty...... for example, rats are surely skilled at digging burrows."

"We set up related competitions, secretly favoring some disadvantaged groups, giving them a chance to defeat slightly stronger races in specific fields!"

"We subtly spread the idea that 'nobles and kings are no different from commoners,' telling them that even a toad can eat swan meat, igniting the fire of courage deep in their souls and adding a spirit of rebellion......"

"We stir up the food-chain hierarchy of status within the Demon Race, so that even if one's courage is not lost and heart not cold, even an ant can fell a true dragon!"

"This operation is not low in difficulty." Yuchen said.

"As long as it works." Fengxi said calmly, "Moreover, regardless of whether lower-status groups win or lose when challenging higher-status ones, we can continue to scheme onward."

"If the challenge succeeds, we will help promote it...... letting the lower-status groups swell and become radical, while making the defeated higher-status groups feel shame and anger, determined to crush those lower-status groups that dare to challenge the hierarchy."

"Look...... isn't the internal conflict of the Demon Race now even greater?"

"If we favor the loser, what if the lower-status group loses?" Yuchen asked, "The loser would be utterly defeated, their spirit and essence completely exhausted?"

"Then it's time for our Wu Clan to make a dazzling appearance, to deceive...... uh, no, to promote and hype the concept of reincarnation." Fengxi smiled narrowly, "We'll subtly brainwash them, telling them there's no hope in this life, they can only be lowly demons...... so why not pursue reincarnation and gamble on a better next life?"

"Believe in my reincarnation, and you'll get a good rebirth in the next life!" Fengxi put on a godman's air, "Lady Houtu, her magic is boundless; the Reincarnation Divine Teaching saves all beings!"

"Your Reincarnation Divine Teaching is something nobody would believe, right?" Yuchen retorted, "Where would there be so many good wombs to receive? In the end, this world still has more bad wombs than good."

"Anyone who does a quick calculation will know what's going on with this."

"You're drawing empty cakes; beware that in the end you'll be bitten back by human resentment."

"Heh heh...... I possess divine foresight and marvelous calculations; how could I not know the subtleties here?" Fengxi exclaimed proudly, "This problem is ridiculously easy to solve!"

"Just say...... my Reincarnation Divine Teaching adopts a tiered commission contribution system...... and that would do it!"

"To obtain a good rebirth, one must make a huge contribution to the sect's promotion."

"The more you promote, the greater your merit, and the better your chance of obtaining a good rebirth!"

"And in this promotion system, I propose to build a pyramid hierarchy...... where each level calculates its performance contribution by taking a fixed percentage of all sub-levels extending from that line!"

"For example, if A develops B and B develops C, then the contributions of A and B are calculated proportionally directly according to C's promotion performance!"

"Such a model, under the temptation of obtaining a good rebirth, is enough to stimulate the ambition and drive of every level!"

"By then, arranging one or two success cases, what's there to fear that Lady Houtu's reincarnation strategy won't achieve maximum spread?" Fengxi said full of confidence, "Yuchen, what do you think?"

"How is my grand strategy for the Games?"

Yuchen fell silent for a moment, his eyes flickering, then turned and poured a cup of tea from the table beside him, respectfully offering it to Fengxi, "Leader Feng, please have some tea!"

Watching Feng Xiu'er Xi sip tea, Yuchen secretly revised his original plan in his heart.

Even if he gained enlightenment half a month later and happened to obtain a Seven Star Treasure Sword, he would not seek Fengxi for a sparring match.

It's simply...... too formidable to provoke!

PS: Ha...... Happy New Year!

(End of chapter)