Chapter 119: Complete Explanation of the Dao De Jing · Fengxi's Proposal!

Transfer successful, work arranged, I planted a seed named Shenghuang, awaiting its future blossoming to verify the mutual restraint between verification and reincarnation.

Afterward, Fengxi, under the resentful will of over a thousand trumpets, severed the consciousness link.

Cross‑time‑space communication is ultimately not that easy.

He drew a slight breath, Fengxi sighed incessantly.

Just as those trumpets resent the tuba's stinginess, dreaming one day to overthrow the dog‑rule's domination; this tuba, seeing those trumpets, isn't exactly pleased either.

"A bunch of troublesome, waste‑ful junk!" Fengxi muttered, "All they know is to ask me for money… don't they show any understanding?"

"Is it easy for me to make money?"

"Three hundred big heads are already only one‑tenth of the reward I earned for strategizing for Houtu and devising the reincarnation strategy!"

"You lot, still no results, yet when it comes to asking for money you're all quick‑footed and full of excuses!"

"This is utterly unreasonable!"

Fengxi returned to the original hall, repeatedly striking the table to vent his pent‑up frustration.

Doesn't he want to pour mountains of gold and seas of silver into it?

Of course he does!

But there's nothing he can do!

His venture has just begun, finances are tight, maintaining his own cultivation and letting it advance quickly is already a strain, let alone supporting over a thousand trumpets—this truly puts Fengxi in a difficult spot.

"Being able to give money is already conscientious enough…" Fengxi muttered, "Alas, there's no backing from behind… If we could research a plan for Shenghuang to break reincarnation, we could report it to superiors and get funding."

"That's the kind of thing where you can spend as much money as you want!"

As for this, see details from not long ago when Fengxi ordered Yuchen to engage in py trading, tossing out several hundred big heads without blinking, all to promote the All‑Sports Games and harness the traffic during the Daoist sect's lecture at Kunlun.

Buy traffic, hit the headlines!

It's just a pity that Fengxi now dare not report to Houtu, so he has to secretly cope on his own.

Taking Houtu's reward for his reincarnation strategy, he set up another stove outside, racking his brains to plug the loopholes in reincarnation.

"In this world, subordinates who devote themselves so wholeheartedly to their leader's work are probably near extinction," Fengxi sighed, "But just how long can this last?"

"With over a thousand trumpets working to verify reincarnation's flaws, that's a bottomless pit—not to mention the later 'heading to the Myriad Heavens'; with my meager funds, how could I possibly hold out?"

"We still need to increase revenue… but how?"

Fengxi's face was full of worry as he pondered countermeasures.

After thinking for a long time, he only came up with one or two somewhat reliable methods.

"Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, is very generous, and seeing her earnest attitude toward the reincarnation strategy…" He rubbed his chin, eyes darting, "If I produce some stage‑wise results, she should surely not stint on further performance rewards, right?"

"Um… when the bonus comes, I'll pour it back into my own venture."

"Taken from reincarnation construction, used for reincarnation solution, a closed loop… perfect!"

Fengxi clapped his palms, giving himself a thumbs‑up for his cleverness.

"This is a legitimate, aboveboard way to make money… but secretly… should I collude with that Yuchen fellow?"

He then came up with another good idea.

Looking at the box beside him, a whole box of big heads—these are public funds dispensed by Houtu for his All‑Sports Games‑related work, including but not limited to bribing Daluo, cultivating down‑lines, capital operations, and so on.

This is of great importance; every single penny's use must be recorded!

If someone reports embezzlement or private misappropriation, and after a thorough spatio‑temporal investigation the truth is uncovered, Fengxi's fate would be grim.

Surely Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, would not spare him from being suppressed and sealed; once reincarnation opens and the eighteen layers of hell are in place, she would have him thrown in to suffer a taste.

"However, direct embezzlement won't do… what about taking kickbacks?"

"I bribed—no, I sponsored the person behind Yuchen with a large sum of merit for the Wu Clan's cause… then one day I went out and picked up on the road 180 big heads whose face‑marks had been worn smooth."

"How could picking up money be called embezzlement?"

Fengxi recalled Yuchen's words and deeds, character and conduct, considering his moral lower limit—that he could even arrange to move forward the lecture time of Lingbao Heavenly Venerable… there's ample room for maneuver here!

"But then it would depend on whether we have tacit understanding—after all, any action must not be spoken, not written, leave no tangible evidence, lest Daluo trace back through time and space to investigate and gather proof."

"I'll set an artificially high price; if Yuchen grasps it implicitly, later the heavens will secretly arrange for me to 'coincidentally' pick up a merit coin… sigh, it's giving me a headache!"

Fengxi rubbed his forehead, feeling that doing business now is too hard.

"Forget it—when the cart reaches the mountain, there will be a way… let's not think about this for now." He shook his head, temporarily setting the issue aside.

Because…

The lecture of the Morality Heavenly Venerable is about to begin!

First, do well in this promotion work—that's the most crucial.

Thinking thus, Fengxi struck the jade chime beside him; a clear, lingering note rang out, reaching far and wide, shaking mountains and rivers for ten thousand li, making the many lesser witches stationed there shudder in spirit.

"Summon Hougang, come quickly!"

Fengxi's will broadcast spread with the chime's sound, as he summoned a subordinate.

Not long after, a tall, straight‑backed lesser witch with outstanding bearing pushed open the hall doors, strode in dragon‑like and tiger‑like, bowed slightly before Fengxi and said, "Chief Fengxi, what are your orders?"

Fengxi said nothing, merely looking down on Hougang from above.

In his hand he held a stack of records detailing the second batch of talents arranged by the Ancestral Witch to reach Kunlun and assist with the All‑Sports Games work.

Hougang, belonging to the Goumang Tribe, excels at strategic planning and execution, and is highly skilled in propaganda‑mouthpiece work, with extraordinary ability.

He may not be a fighter, but he's superb at speech, versed in vertical and horizontal alliances, adept at winning hearts and minds—essentially the ideal material for a diplomat.

He has sufficient big‑picture vision, top‑tier execution, keen observation, superb communication art, and… a sufficiently low bottom line!

Fengxi looked at the final evaluation on the documents, observing Hougang with interest.

Hougang wore an expression of utter nonchalance, showing no tension at all, even locking eyes with Fengxi… his eyes were bright and sharp, as if they could tear through any façade of pretense and reach Fengxi's innermost true self.

"Hougang? To be frank, I'm quite curious about you." Fengxi smiled.

"I'm also curious about Chief Fengxi…" Hougang spoke calmly, "I don't know if it's an illusion, but in your person I see a trace of an old acquaintance."

"Mm… you mentioned that old acquaintance of yours—is he formidable?" Fengxi raised his eyebrows.

"That old acquaintance of mine… it's not a matter of whether he's formidable or not…" Hougang smacked his lips, "How to put it? He's that kind of exceptionally special, outstanding oddball, like a white lotus that grows from the mud yet remains unstained…"

"Is that so?" Fengxi smiled wryly, "Thanks for the kind compliment, Dao friend… a white lotus? I think it suits my character quite well."

"……" Hougang fell silent.

He glanced at Fengxi, his gaze inscrutable.

—I was just saying that casually, yet you took it seriously?

Fengxi met his gaze calmly…… You've lowered yourself to flatter me, and if I didn't return the favor, how improper would that be?

If you dare to flatter, I dare to accept it all!

In a contest of thick‑skinnedness, Fengxi has never backed down from anyone.

The two young Wu, Fengxi and Hougang, gazed at each other…… After a while, they suddenly burst out laughing together.

"Hahaha!"

"Hearing of you is no match for meeting you; meeting you surpasses hearing of you!" Hougang praised, laughing, "Fengxi, as Chief Commander, you could devise the strategy for the All‑Movement Games—already a talent that stands out from the crowd. Now, meeting you in person, you're witty, humorous, and approachable… truly a beneficial teacher and friend!"

"Hougang, Dao friend, you're not bad either!" Fengxi clapped his hands and smiled, "Being able to evaluate with sincere words and open up a topic… I imagine anyone conversing with you, Dao friend, feels like a spring breeze… truly a sincere gentleman!"

Beneficial teacher and friend.

Sincere gentleman.

Two flowery sedan chairs lifted each other up.

That is, there's no third person here; otherwise……

After a round of mutual business puffery, Fengxi moved on to the main topic.

"I've heard you're a top‑notch talent in publicity, Dao friend—is that really true?" He leaned forward slightly, pressing the documents in his hand.

"That depends on what Chief Commander Fengxi means by 'first‑rate'." Hougang replied calmly, "If we're talking within the Wu Clan, ranking in the top three… I'm not very confident."

"But if it's the top ten? I think I'm bound to have a place among them."

"Oh? No concrete ranking?" Fengxi tapped his fingers on the table.

"There's nothing to be done!" Hougang spread his hands, "In the publicity field, you need hands‑on practice to reveal true skill levels… but the Wu Clan lacks such an environment."

"Who would dare brainwash the entire Wu Clan? Probably the next day, a great Wu sent by the Ancestral Wu to bring warmth would come and invite him for tea."

"Moreover, this field is also constrained by many external conditions—trends, resources, and so on—making it very difficult to truly rank them."

"Quite right." Fengxi's eyes flashed, he gave a slight nod to show agreement.

"But putting it that way…… this time you've come, it's practically your first hands‑on operation?" He raised his eyebrows, "Are you confident?"

"Employ without suspicion, suspect and you won't employ." Hougang said steadily, "The Ancestral Wu daring to assign me here to cooperate with Chief Commander Fengxi's actions… naturally shows they have their considerations."

"I won't let you down!"

Hougang seemed quite confident.

"Then……" Fengxi pondered, "I'll arrange for you to promote the All‑Movement Games as much as possible during the Celestial Venerable's lecture, so that all demons know of it and eagerly sign up… what extent can you achieve?"

"That depends on how much financial support Chief Commander Fengxi provides." Hougang thought, "The more money, the better the effect."

"Money isn't an issue." Fengxi declared firmly, "I can give you the maximum support, and you… to achieve the best effect, what means and methods will you use?"

"This is extremely easy!" Hougang laughed, "Spread the word far and wide, and fund the troops!"

"Isn't there a Celestial Venerable's lecture? Let's put some thought into that first."

"Any exalted Great Luo being, to the myriad tribes dwelling in Kunlun Mountain, is heaven, the supreme god, the ultimate holy one!"

"Their every word and deed, every gesture, is itself the greatest propaganda vehicle!"

"We can ride their wind, borrow their strength, and soar to the ninth heaven."

"How to ride the wind? How to borrow strength?" Fengxi asked.

"Just publish books, right?" Hougang spoke eloquently, "Such as *I Heard the Celestial Venerable's Lecture*, *Five Years of Cultivation, Three Years to Become an Immortal*, *Don't Let the Younger Generation Lose at the Starting Line*, *Complete Exegesis of the Dao De Jing·××× Case Study*……"

"Without breaking a sweat, Hougang gestured as if pointing out the land, 'Anything involving cultivation is enough to make myriad races stir at the mere rumor… By publishing books and riding the wind of the Celestial Venerable's lecture, we can directly make the Wu Clan's name resound, letting the world know of our existence.'"

"In the Celestial Venerable's lecture, how many can truly grasp its profundity? We'll simplify it a bit, leave a hint of heterodox side‑paths in the cracks, some seemingly useful techniques, spread them, then put our names in the publisher's spot… see, isn't that done?"

Fengxi listened, one hand clenched into a fist, pounding his brow, imagining that scene…… He instantly felt it was too good to be true.

But it must be admitted, Hougang's method is extremely useful.

Cultivation—this sort of thing that can change fate—makes countless races and beings go into a frenzy.

Let alone that they possess genuine talent and learning.

Even if you spout nonsense like a "quantum ×××", as long as you claim it's endorsed by some Great Luo, it instantly blows up, with countless beings sharpening their heads to dive in.

As for after they dive in, grasping nothing, wouldn't they suspect it's a scam?

No way!

Absolutely not!

Cultivation experts—Great Luo beings—how could they be deceivers?

It must be that their own comprehension is lacking!

Not to mention the saying "don't turn back until you hit the south wall"—even if they smash into it, they still won't turn back!

These days there are too many fools, and swindlers sigh, "What a wonderful age."

Moreover, Hougang's approach isn't outright deception; it still inserts some genuine content.

However, sometimes that's what makes it most terrifying.

A straw of hope is what can most effectively trap people to their doom.

Just like Fengxi's advice to Houtu on the reincarnation strategy—when someone awakens to a past life, that's what truly draws the bottom‑layer, die‑hard followers to believe!

If someone truly gains insight from Hougang's published books and spreads it……

"Tsk." Fengxi gave Hougang a look of renewed respect—this aspect is certainly not a fuel‑saving lamp!

He's not just ruthless; he's wise and talented, not inferior to him!

Being so troublesome, the Moral and Yuanshi Tianzun would surely have objections. Fengxi said softly.

We need to keep it concise but faithful.

Heh, we need Chief Fengxi's money to grease the wheels here. Hougang smiled, "By recruiting the Heavenly Venerable's disciples, we make them think they're joining to expand the Dao lineage… Actually, though this method isn't orthodox, it does expand the Dao sect's influence, doesn't it?"

Both Heavenly Venerables are perceptive; they can see the future clearly.

But I've heard that the Moral Heavenly Venerable and Yuanshi Tianzun, when spreading the Dao lineage, prefer quality over quantity, and don't want their disciples' abilities to be uneven. Fengxi murmured.

But with a larger base, it's easier to pick good seedlings, right? Hougang still smiling, "Even using one of our haphazardly edited books, one can still cultivate genuine ability, aligning with the thoughts and spirit of both Heavenly Venerables… Wouldn't the Heavenly Venerables welcome such talent joining the Dao sect?"

However, these two Heavenly Venerables have always pursued a premium, high-quality approach, unwilling to lower themselves… But we're so considerately acting as their white gloves; wouldn't they secretly be grateful?

What's the issue? We temporary workers stepped up, taking the blame…… What complaints could the Kunlun Mountain tribes have? Hougang, clever and resourceful, said, "The Heavenly Venerable gains benefits, we achieve our goal—everyone wins!"

For a win-win situation, what's there to fear that the Heavenly Venerable wouldn't agree?

At most, it's just saving face, with everyone arguing back and forth.

Hougang's argument was sound and evidence-based, getting to the essence; after pondering, Fengxi expressed agreement.

This scheme is something only our Wu Clan can pull off, never done before. Hougang said softly, "Below Grand Luo, one isn't qualified to dialogue with a Heavenly Venerable, and even an ordinary Grand Luo wouldn't lower themselves to run errands."

Now, both sides have demands; it's a natural match. Fengxi continued, eyes narrowing, then suddenly smiled, "We might as well make a big profit."

What a lofty book that is a complete exposition of the Heavenly Venerable's teachings on the Dao! He rubbed his thumb, index, and middle finger together, "The Dao shouldn't be lightly transmitted; without a high price, it would be unworthy of its content… Don't you agree?"

What the Chief said is very reasonable. Hougang nodded repeatedly, "Buying off the Heavenly Venerable's disciples, self-funding book publication, our initial investment is huge, but later we'll likely recoup it, even hoping for huge profits!"

Mm… right! Hougang paused, as if struck by inspiration, thought of something, "Even, we can use this as a springboard to recruit distributors, directly set up stalls, further strengthening our influence in Kunlun Mountain!"

Binding strategic partners with interests…

These are just minor details. Fengxi said lightly, "The focus now is still on the Games; how to maximally deceive others into joining."

Just publishing books with inserted ads? That's probably still insufficient.

Simple! Simple! Hougang's eyes gleamed slyly, "With the book as a carrier, isn't it easy to mix in our private goods?"

For example, promoting dead-end book study and closed-door invention won't do; one must also read myriad Daoist scriptures while engaged in the world, witness the rise and fall of mortal affairs, and travel myriad miles.

Our Wu Clan deliberately provides a huge platform—the Games—for the Dao sect's summer camp activities, sincerely inviting heroes of all races to actively participate!

This is for those with clear minds and profound wisdom. Hougang smiled, "And for those with stronger utilitarian motives, we can also promote like this—"

If one can showcase their talents at the Games, win rankings, gain recognition from the myriad races… Afterwards, when seeking a master, wouldn't that be a huge plus?

Just for those points, I think too many people will struggle to reach the Games, competing for rankings!

Points… Upon hearing that word, Fengxi burst out laughing, doubling over.

Indeed, for the sake of points, there's no trick that won't appear.

Even breaking the bottom line isn't something that won't happen.

What you said is excellent. After laughing, he continuously praised Hougang, "No wonder you're a top-tier propaganda talent sent by the Ancestral Witches; in grasping people's hearts, I'd call you the strongest!"

Too kind, too kind! Hougang now became modest, "I just have a bit of talent in this area."

Moreover, no matter how good the promotion, in the end we still need teammates strong enough… He seemed moved to say, "Otherwise, even if we've calculated people's hearts to the utmost, if the tide has turned, we can only sigh in vain."

Fortunately, our great Wu Clan possesses unmatched strength, with wise and outstanding talents emerging endlessly; the Twelve Ancestral Witches are wise and mighty, victory against the Demon Race is expected!

Hougang expressed his loyalty, flattering from afar.

Fengxi burst out laughing.

This is a wonderful person, just like him.

Then, to achieve what you said, how much financial support is needed? Fengxi inquired, "Give me a number, let me see."

This number. Hougang held up two fingers.

Oh. Fengxi raised an eyebrow slightly.

This is much less than he imagined.

If he's not boasting… then it seems he's better than me in this regard!

Feeling moved inside, Fengxi kept a straight face, "Are you sure?"

If it can't be done, wasting money will anger the Lord Ancestral Witch.

I'm certain! Hougang said firmly, "If the Chief doesn't believe me, I can issue a military pledge!"

His gaze sincere, he looked at Fengxi.

A military pledge… Fengxi murmured, thoughtful, "Hah… why bother?"

As the saying goes, 'employ without suspicion, suspect and not employ'… How can we ask a fellow Daoist to take such a military pledge?

However… He suddenly shifted tone, "Since you sincerely requested it, I can't really disagree, can I?"

Fengxi smiled, took out paper and pen, and pushed it forward to Hougang.

So, please go ahead!

「……」 -> No names.

In an instant, Hougang widened his eyes.

That expression fully portrayed stunned speechlessness.

——He swore, really, he was just being polite!

However, under Fengxi's gentle gaze, even thousands of words were held back.

Grieving and vengeful, he gripped the pen, writing the military pledge stroke by stroke.

Afterward, Fengxi smiled, took it, walked up to Hougang, and sighed, "Hougang, Chief, I really have no choice!"

Lord Houtu said, every penny of funds must be spent where it's effective, and must be accounted for.

I give you the money; if there's no leakage, you must also bear responsibility… With the military pledge, you're good, I'm good, everyone's good!

You say, right?

"Hehe... yes yes yes!" Hougang forced an ugly smile onto his face.

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Hmm, Fengxi isn't bothering with it anymore.

"After you go down, you must work hard… the Heavenly Venerable's lecture is about to start." Fengxi pats Hougang's shoulder, handing him a bag of rear big head with one hand, "Time is short, even if we work overtime we must finish!"

"Never mind 995, even 007, if you drop dead on the job, you must still pour your liver and brains into the Wu Clan's cause!"

"Don't fear sacrifice, don't fear giving… because every bit of your labor, every bit of your contribution, will be remembered by Lord Houtu!"

"When the day comes that you emerge from reincarnation, your present efforts will all be future blessings!"

Fengxi spoke with deep sincerity.

Blessings...

Hougang took a deep breath and said nothing more.

……

Dang!

The bell that shakes Kunlun rang out.

This is the bell sound originating from the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

Under this bell sound, countless beings surge.

They come from different races, different regions… crossing mountains and rivers, all for the grand event of the Heavenly Venerable's lecture.

Although normally these beings have no right to enter, they can only stand far from Kunlun's main peak, find any spot to squat, gazing longingly, their envious, yearning eyes almost becoming substance.

Yet no being dares to rush forward, to show how sincere their 'devoted' heart for the Dao is.

Because whoever dares to disturb the order, the Heavenly Venerable's disciples who uphold that order, will dare to kill them!

Of course, usually the Heavenly Venerable is still quite approachable.

Although entry to the Dao field is not permitted.

But their exposition of the Great Dao's celestial music will spread across the vast mountains and rivers.

Although after leaving the Dao field this sound becomes fuzzy and intermittent, there are always exceptionally talented individuals who can derive some principles from it, slightly advancing their Dao cultivation.

Sometimes, the heavens moved by the Dao's sound will condense heavenly flower sweet dew, spiritual medicines and immortal treasures out of thin air, falling here to bless all beings.

Thus, the name of the Three Pure Ones is very renowned in Kunlun.

Each time they lecture, they draw the myriad clans of Kunlun into motion; the mountains and rivers around the Dao field are always packed.

And today is the same situation, like a cycle of reincarnation.

However, in this cycle, a slight abnormality has appeared.

Many beings have noticed that, compared to the countless previous lectures, the background setting has become somewhat different.

Chairs are arranged in an orderly yet staggered fashion.

Spaced at certain intervals, there are even things like tents, with personnel stationed, selling various items… such as spiritual medicines? food?

In the distance, on the two mountain peaks near the Dao field, each is pierced by an iron rod from the summit down, pulling up a banner——

"Joyfully celebrating the opening of the Virtuous Heavenly Venerable's lecture event—Wu Clan's Kunlun Stationed Commerce and Trade Work Committee"!

Too many beings are bewildered.

"What is this situation?"

"Wu Clan… what kind of race is that?"

But after they pause a moment on the spot, they will discover more clues.

Those tents and seats all bear the Wu Clan's insignia.

If they wait a bit longer, or take the initiative, they will understand even more.

"Wu Clan? I know, I know!" said a phantom raccoon monkey vividly, "This is the great tribe living on the Pillar of Heaven of Buzhou, said to have inherited the bloodline of the primordial god Pangu, and among them there exists a supreme Luo Divine Sage as great as the Three Pure Ones Heavenly Venerable!"

"They seem to have reached a trade agreement and Dao exchange cooperation with the Three Pure Ones Heavenly Venerable, thus dispatching personnel to be stationed… all these surroundings, now so different from before, are their kind arrangements made especially for us who seek the Dao!"

Obviously, this is a navy of brainwashed plants inserted by Hougang in an emergency, striving to implant a first impression in all beings present.

That banner, those tents, those chairs… and even individuals in black coats, mysteriously asking, "Want some? I've got…"

All this is Hougang's doing.

These tactics are very successful.

The impression the Wu Clan leaves on these beings is good.

A powerful and merciful tribe is always praised.

Although this praise is merely verbal, awaiting a deeper imprint on the heart.

But having taken the first step, are we still afraid to take the second?

Hougang stood silently behind the scenes, his eyes indifferent, watching the little Wu working under him, "How's the completion going?"

"Soon."

The little Wu, working overtime to rush the job, didn't even lift his head, scribbling in a notebook, "Before the lecture ends, I will surely finish it."

"Then that's good." Hougang said, "But try to be as perfect as possible."

"You are a master painter, skilled at bewitching hearts with your brush… for the paper design of these upcoming printed books, you must conceal mind‑bewitching means that can subtly make people believe what is written, the stronger the effect the better!"

"Especially the pages where we slip in our private goods, they must reach the strongest level, you understand?"

"……"

One demand after another poured from Hougang's mouth, making the artist first calm, then troubled, finally taking a deep breath, raising his head to stare at him, "With all these demands, why don't you just go to heaven?"

"Let me recall those past clients who did nothing decent and made absurd demands—our friendship is over, I'm telling you!"

"Cough cough."

Hougang gave a dry cough and finally shut his mouth.

But, closing his mouth was only temporary.

Not long after, he became active again, gazing at the Three Pure Ones Dao field, "Tsk... really, the boss just opens his mouth and the subordinates have to run their legs off."

"We're here working hard, but Chancellor Feng sits in the Dao field listening to the Moral Heavenly Venerable expound the Dao... You say, how is this world so unfair, eh?"

"I also want to go in... at least then I wouldn't have to work!"

"Pfft!" the painter scoffed, "You've taken the benefits, so stop acting cute."

"Handling this publicity, with your abilities, how many big heads can you use?"

"You falsified the amount, swindling a huge sum of money... lining your own pockets, being a Wu clan member, you're not honest at all!"

"But who made Chancellor Feng agree?" Hougang smiled faintly, "The extra funds I demanded based on my abilities—on what grounds do you call me corrupt?"

"Then, based on my abilities, reporting you is also allowed, right?" The painter stopped his brush.

"Damn, you're really not showing any brotherly loyalty, are you?" Hougang's face showed an expression of disbelief.

"Cut the nonsense, give me extra work pay!" the painter sneered, "I'm working so hard while you're so leisurely—I've been unhappy for a while!"

"How about adding one big head for you?" Hougang probed.

"You're trying to send off a beggar?" the painter slammed the table, "Five!"

"No way!" Hougang objected, "At most three!"

"Good! Deal!"

A dirty deal was concluded.

……

In the magnificent hall, one figure after another sat cross-legged, waiting silently.

The Moral Heavenly Venerable expounds the Dao!

Fengxi is also among them.

After all, aside from being the overall person in charge of foreign affairs, he is still a student assigned to study here.

He will listen to the Great Dao here and record his insights from listening to the Dao.

Upon leaving the Dao field, he will write and publish a book.

The Complete Exegesis of the Dao De Jing·Fengxi's Proposal... blesses myriad beings who yearn for the Dao.

Not only must we promote the Wu Clan's reputation and prepare for the Capital Games, but we must also squeeze dry their wealth.

This makes money even faster than robbery.

The key point is, robbery breeds hatred, while this breeds gratitude.

Boom!

Amid the roar of myriad Dao, the Moral Heavenly Venerable appeared.

With a flick of his whisk, the Myriad Heavens trembled, and the ancient Dao resonance flowed through the present age.

"The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao..."

(End of chapter)