Chapter 117

As the planner of the reincarnation—yin virtue blessings strategy, Fengxi perceived its fatal flaw.

Nevertheless, he simply didn't have the guts, with the Wu Clan high-level's support—including funds, manpower, etc. —all in place, to immediately go and face his superiors, admit his mistake.

——This is slapping his own face, proving his inadequacy, rash advance, and also slapping Houtu Ancestral Witch's face, indicating she is blind, misjudges people... a series of serious situations, Fengxi's best outcome is also being sidelined.

Being sidelined in the era of the great calamity?

Hmm……

In the life-and-death battle between the Wu Clan and the Demon Race, they are destined to be cannon fodder!

After all, not to mention lacking organizational help and power‑boosting cultivation in daily life, just a Daluo-level certification breakthrough can completely stall one!

So, considering the future, Fengxi clearly knows the reincarnation strategy has problems, yet he selectively turns a blind eye, forges ahead, and carries it through to the end… as long as he isn't ordered to stop by his superiors, he will treat the wrong as right and execute it!

Of course, Fengxi, who harbors expectations for Houtu Ancestral Witch, feels that with her wisdom and ability, she should, perhaps, possibly easily resolve the flaws and loopholes in the reincarnation…?

"Yes!"

"We must believe in Lady Houtu!"

"She is far‑sighted, peerlessly wise, her schemes invincible; in casual talk, any sage emperor or human king who dares stand before her will be reduced to ashes!"

Fengxi muttered to himself, desperately trying to hypnotize himself.

Unfortunately.

He is too clever; even deceiving himself is difficult.

"The key problem: the opponent Houtu must face is very likely the greatest sage emperor—Huangdi!"

"Can this reincarnation card really block someone like that?"

Fengxi pondered, suddenly feeling the future grim: "If we keep playing, this card will become an Absolute Kill that pits Houtu."

"If Lady Houtu falls, settling scores later… as her planner, wouldn't I be grudged by her for life?"

Just thinking about it a little, Fengxi felt a chill.

He felt it necessary to guard against such a bleak future… he must fill in the pit he dug, even with tears.

"Although I don't know whether Lady Houtu has her own ideas or means to counter the reincarnation flaws… I'd better take precautions."

"If… if Lady Houtu lacks precautions and the reincarnation loophole is seized, I can still step forward, turn the tide, and make amends!"

"Yes!"

"Exactly like that!"

Fengxi clenched his fist and struck the desk; instantly his spirit rose, filled with vigor.

However, before that vigor could last even a moment, it waned.

Because he discovered… the flaw in reincarnation is innate!

Just like the Demon Race, whose internal coexistence of multiple species and predator‑prey relations inherently carries a deadly weakness.

Compared to that, suppressing reincarnation would be far more troublesome.

But likewise, a sage emperor capable of suppressing reincarnation—how could he be easy to deal with?

"Hss… dealing with such a sage emperor is certainly not just empty talk on paper that can be easily settled." Fengxi frowned, "He follows the upright path, naturally subduing all demons and monsters!"

"To deal with such a person, one must first understand his possible moves, know how he would breach reincarnation, then respond accordingly… but that becomes a paradox!"

If the opponent makes no move, our side is left in the dark; once he finishes his moves, we… are done for!

"I need hands‑on practice; ideally find a suitable place to simulate the offense‑defense between reincarnation and a sage emperor… to defeat that strongest opponent, I must fully comprehend him!"

"But where can I find such a good test field to give Houtu Ancestral Witch's reincarnation a preventive shot, to inject a vaccine?" Fengxi worried, "The Honghuang world is full of nosy overseers; the entire cosmos lies under Heaven's will… even with innate spiritual treasures shielding my actions to avoid being seen, any major move will still be noticed 100%."

"After all, once the sports meet starts, even the Demon Race's mighty adepts can't just stay idle!"

"What place could both allow me to provoke reincarnation and let me deduce how to break it, while being reasonable and pulling the wool over the eyes of a Daluo right under his nose?"

"Damn it… those permission‑granting dogs are annoying! In endless spacetime, eternally free, every one of them is a voyeur!"

Fengxi lay limp on the desk, like a salted fish that has lost its dreams.

I don't know how long has passed.

Suddenly, that salted fish flipped over——

He sprang up!

The leaping salted fish's eyes emitted an eerie light, its mouth issuing a laugh that makes anyone who hears it feel creepy.

"Hehehe……"

"Hahaha!"

"I almost forgot those Trumpet accounts of mine from my smuggling years… infiltrating different worlds and universes!" Fengxi rubbed his hands, somewhat excited, "Although those worlds and universes may essentially be inferior to even one in ten thousand of Honghuang, they are fleeting dream‑like bubbles in the river of time… but this gives me room to operate!"

"As the great event of Houtu's reincarnation, praised by future generations and become consensus, the endless possibilities of timelines surely must have spawned corresponding evolved universes!"

"This reincarnation is ready‑made!"

"Then I go suppress it… wouldn't that give me the experience?"

"With this experience, I'll then think about how to counter the counter… hahaha, I'm a genius!"

Fengxi strutted back and forth, but as he walked, his face froze.

"Wait… it seems I can't get in touch with those Trumpet accounts?"

"And I don't know how lucky those Trumpet accounts are; in the traversed universes, what's the probability of bumping into a reincarnation?"

"The latter is still okay to say; the Trumpet accounts can be self‑sufficient, and one could consider making something similar to reincarnation to simulate authority in that universe."

"But the former… can't be contacted at all; what else can be done?"

"This won't work!"

"Dawn is right before my eyes—could I still hold my urine until I die?"

Fengxi racked his brains, tried every method, attempting to cheat.

Although someone once said his cultivation is too poor, his signal too weak, in the short term there's basically no hope.

But Fengxi didn't believe this evil!

"My cultivation is low, but my combat power is high!"

"My ability to send and receive signals is low, but I have an innate spiritual treasure!"

Fengxi wore a solemn expression as the Fake All-Heaven Gods and Demons Grand Formation activated, his domain manifested, the Pangu Dharma Aspect flashed and vanished, the true intent of the Nine Axes of Opening Heaven, stolen from Suichu, flowing… He stood at the pinnacle of Wusheng's life so far!

On his forehead, the Nine Nether Diagram, under the surge of such fierce combat power, had a dim, gloomy light, spreading and diffusing.

In an instant, Fengxi felt his surroundings shift, as if reenacting the scene of sailing across the River of Ages on a warship long ago, standing upon the River of Time, silently watching the cosmic light flow!

Moreover, his spiritual perception began to expand without limit, faintly sensing one thousand seven hundred fifty strands of dim spiritual light that once originated from himself!

"Really possible!"

Fengxi felt invigorated, attempting to make contact.

Unfortunately, always just a little short.

The River of Ages flows through the Myriad Heavens and myriad ages; amidst endless change, this brings Fengxi great trouble.

Moving the signal, there's basically no hope of getting a reply.

Just a moment ago, I had just sent the signal to the designated trumpet's position, but immediately it shifted, causing the signal to come up empty.

Transmission after transmission, failure after failure, failing to the point that Fengxi felt disheartened.

"Alas, I overestimated myself." Fengxi sighed, "Without mastering a truth of the Great Dao that can explain everything in the Myriad Heavens and all ages, one cannot resist the mighty tide of the River of Ages; all actions are in vain."

For a moment, he felt somewhat disheartened.

Sensing the trumpets drifting with the current, Fengxi's eyes welled with hot tears—this situation, visible yet unattainable, is truly maddening!

However, just as he was about to give up, a strange change occurred.

That, which had completely merged with Fengxi's true spirit and was bestowed as a cheat by the Holy Emperor Fuxi—the Qi Luck Merit System—began to glow!

It emitted a strange fluctuation, vibrating Fengxi's spirit and heart, causing his vision to blur and shift; the River of Time reflected in his eyes inexplicably overlapped with another river!

Fengxi glanced at it, and suddenly understood the true meaning it represented.

All beings exist, all things operate, merging into one—this is——

The Qi Luck River!

This is the ultimate manifestation of the Qi Luck Great Dao, reflecting the total value of all spacetime!

Anywhere, as long as there are living beings and heaven and earth, qi luck exists…… Relying on the connection of the River of Ages, the panorama of qi luck flows into a river, gathers into a sea, becoming the most spectacular sight!

Naturally, it is obvious that the primal Honghuang contributes ninety-nine percent; the rest, by comparison…… is pitifully little.

But even if little, it still exists!

Any living being, as long as it can interact with heaven and earth, will generate qi luck!

Fengxi's trumpets are no exception.

At this moment, the Qi Luck Merit System is exerting its power, using the Qi Luck River's transcendent special nature, ignoring the interference of the River of Ages' flow on signals, directly helping Fengxi lock onto each trumpet!

Because each trumpet is Fengxi himself; in the reckoning of qi luck, each is counted as one entity——

Just like opening many bank accounts, as long as they're under the same name, how could they affect total assets?

The Qi Luck River is the largest bank entity of the Honghuang heavens and earth, the processing system for all qi luck merit calculations!

However, although endless qi luck flows here, it is not something Fengxi can just lay hands on…… insufficient authority is one reason, but the key is that the qi luck has a master.

To tamper with the qi luck here is tantamount to robbing a bank…… possibly, when dealing with Fengxi, the handlers might not be ordinary Great Luo beings, but terrifying powerhouses like the Dao Ancestor or Pangu himself!

"If we can't forcibly take it, I wonder if we could borrow instead?" Fengxi gazed longingly at the vast Qi Luck River, such immense wealth before him yet he could not touch even a bit, feeling a heart-wrenching pain, "Alas, I know nothing about operating the permissions here; I have no idea how to get something for nothing."

He forcibly choked the greed fire in his heart, forcing his attention back to business, communicating with the trumpets.

In a moment, one thousand seven hundred fifty streams of consciousness swarmed in, converging into Fengxi's sea of consciousness.

Some greeted the True Self, some reported situations, but many more were a sentence of similar meaning——

"True Self, hurry up and send money, I want to spend on in-game purchases, I want to activate cheats!"

Fengxi, expressionless, used the ultimate authority as the True Self——

Silence everyone!

After a pause, he then leisurely sorted out the messages transmitted by the trumpets, reviewing them one by one.

"Person in another world, just arrived, safely landed……" This is a world with a different time-flow ratio; the trumpet has just stepped in.

"The moon here is not as good as Honghuang's great……" This is a trumpet that has been around for a while.

"Good grief…… is this world's heaven-and-earth awareness really this keen? I'm just an illegal resident; why treat me like this?" This is a pitiful trumpet arranged by the world's consciousness and now being hunted by natives.

"My will has descended into a fetus's body, about to be born…… True Self, do you say I should develop low-key? Or after birth, stand in place, take seven steps, and shout loudly, 'Above heaven, below earth, only I am supreme'? Waiting online, quite urgent." This is a trumpet experiencing fetal transmigration and stuck in decision paralysis.

"Just after transmigrating, that kind of body‑snatching…… there's a beautiful woman beneath me, tear‑streaked face, speaking frankly with me, as if something happened? True Self, what should I do next?" This is a trumpet that flew in with good fortune, though it seems luck may soon run out…… According to typical plots, what comes next is likely being hunted as a fugitive.

……

Going through them one by one, the later they got, the stranger Fengxi's expression became, his face torn.

The more trumpets there are, the more varied their 'skins' become, letting him broaden his horizons—he never expected his own true nature to be such a person.

Furthermore, thinking that he still hopes these trumpets will develop, later to repay wisdom or qi luck to the main body, makes him even more torn.

Faced with those trumpets that, with a flip of the hand, demand money or qi luck from him, he feels indignant.

"Other people's trumpets all strive for the main body, sacrificing and dedicating themselves, but you lot—still want me to support you?!"

"Can't you be self‑sufficient?"

He lifted the ban and lashed out at each one.

But the trumpets are not so easy to deal with.

"No investment, no harvest?" Trumpet One said confidently.

"We also have no choice…… the calamity of 129,600 years from now is hard to endure!" Trumpet Two argued, "I've already figured out a way to resolve the calamity: influence the world, remake the world!"

"Exactly…… buy shares of the world's consciousness, carry out major reforms, guide heaven and earth upward!" Trumpet Three chimed in, "With great merit, act on heaven's behalf, execute the Dao for all beings, finally meld into the primordial universe—only then can you and I become one and break free of the calamity!"

"It's almost like every world's person who ascends to become Heavenly Emperor, Dao Ancestor... It's too hard! Not a second can be wasted! My true self, quickly support us!" Trumpet Four complained.

Each Trumpet, for their own life and death, also gave their all.

They also have no way!

Fengxi scowled, first set aside these issues, then turned and asked, "Let's not mention these for now; I have an important matter to discuss!"

"Those whose world has reincarnation, or something similar, step forward!"

(End of chapter)