Chapter 131: The Three Heroes of the Wu Clan—Feng, Hou, Hua (Bonus Chapter for 100 Monthly Votes)

The Wu Clan has a dream! Setting out from Mount Buzhou, to every corner of the Honghuang world.

You think they are vying for supremacy of the universe? Wrong! Totally wrong!

The painter, eyes wide open, said they were to bring a beautiful future to the world, to call on those with conditions to contribute love, to save struggling peoples, to end the cruel and endless imprisonment and slaughter of heaven and earth—having nothing to do with hegemony and invasion!

As for luck and such… I don't understand, I'm not clear.

Holding high the banner of justice that all beings are born equal, the Wu Clan brings the gospel to all peoples, leading them onto the sunlit road to reach an eternal, brilliant future!

So please, all beings, believe in their determination, believe in their spirit and vigor to remake the world.

……

The painter's lecture can be said to be very successful.

It almost completely transformed those who came to listen; the effect was superb, comparable to health product promotion.

Although, due to the era's background factors, after these people disperse and return to the masses, they are like a drop of water falling into the sea—soon they will be assimilated.

But the seed has already been planted.

Cooperating with a series of Wu Clan actions thereafter, each step's influence is being maximally expanded.

Hougang's covert action.

He calmly observed and inspected, began screening targets, picking out those seeds immersed in seawater whose assimilation speed was slightly slower.

"Human hearts are wondrous; ten thousand people, ten thousand hearts."

Hougang said to Fengxi:

"Although everyone echoes each other, the collective has the strongest assimilative power… but every being is ultimately unique."

"Under the collective's frenzy, there are always those who harbor different thoughts, yet facing the collective's might, they dare not reveal dissent."

The masked person, a heart of adolescent melodrama.

"All are drunk while I alone am sober—such people are the most suitable for us to lure, to betray their own stance, and throw themselves into the Wu Clan's embrace."

"Tell them—the truth is held only in the hands of a few."

"Their difference from the masses is precisely their cleverness… give them acknowledgment, let them feel they have found an organization."

"After entering our den, following their inclinations we distort and instill a wholly new goal, to counter the Demon Race's dark order iron curtain—this collective force……"

"They oppose for opposition's sake, thinking they have found the road to truth, muddling reality and ideal… perhaps they will become the most rebellious fighters."

Fengxi listened, lost in thought.

After a long while, he asked, "So you investigate them with questionnaires, create opportunities, let those who share the same ideals meet reasonably and form a small group?"

"Exactly!" Hougang snapped his fingers, "A lone tree does not make a forest."

"Being out of step with the massive collective, even the most stubborn must compromise, due to pressures from all sides of reality that force change… but with a small group that can resonate and vent, one's mindset stabilizes instantly."

"They will think, those people don't agree with me, but someone does— I'm not fighting alone!"

"Playing social relations, frankly it's just circles… a shared topic can create a circle."

"Having a circle strengthens vitality, can strengthen resistance to the collective's crushing and assimilation." Hougang smiled, then shook his head, "What a pity."

"If the Honghuang world could have a Heavenly Net—an unimaginably huge internet allowing beings from every corner to communicate and connect, that would be the perfect platform for me to deploy."

"In minutes I could drum up eighteen million elite Wu cultivators, even create a navy, genuinely shift public opinion, tilt the tide toward us, and directly feed the cannon‑fodder matching our plan into the net……"

"Rather than now, when we are severely restrained and must conduct field research, relying on questionnaires to zig‑zag and bridge connections."

"What a pity… too much of a pity!"

Hougang sighed.

Fengxi merely pondered a bit and felt a chill.

"Absolutely crazy!" "It's quite a pity… but we can get to work." Fengxi said, "Let's build the Heavenly Net."

"Even if we can't make one covering the whole universe, covering Kunlun would do… at least our publicity work would be much easier."

"Building it isn't hard, but how to put it?" Hougang stroked his chin, "This thing would also greatly strengthen the Demon Race."

"It would directly enable synchronized warfare across Demon Race regions, resource integration, allocation adjustment……"

"This is a power amplifier!"

"We do gain more publicity channels, no doubt, but the Demon Race also gets considerable benefit." Hougang said helplessly, "Put it this way: the Demon Race hasn't yet gone public officially, apparently stuck in internal wrangling, which is why we haven't been able to toss this thing around."

"But once the Demon Race goes live, the first card they'll play will surely be the Heavenly Net!"

"Whether it's resource allocation or adjusting regional weather for bumper crops and rapid reproduction of the populace, none can do without the information gathering and organization of this thing."

"I reckon the Ancestral Wu wouldn't be pleased to see this, letting the Demon Race's foundation undergo such a massive leap……"

"Even if a leap is needed, we must wait until our Wu Clan's endeavors are laid out, each diplomatic point takes root, our influence spreads, we seize a share of discourse, and can intervene in the Demon Race's grassroots."

Hougang shrugged, "Even before this, if the Demon Race tried to build it, the Ancestral Wu would find a way to knock it down."

"So don't bother pondering those aspects."

"Then I guess I'll have to trouble you." Fengxi instantly laughed, "Running around, making connections… your legs must be about to give out?"

He wore a faint schadenfreude expression.

"Hardship is hardship." Hougang calmly retorted, "At least this suffering is only bodily."

"Unlike someone, whose suffering reaches the heart… you agree, right?"

"King of the Great Treasure Sword?!"

Hougang's words were like a blade, stabbing straight into Fengxi's heart, making his lips tremble yet leaving him speechless.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Hougang clasped his hands in a pretentious gesture, "Wind Chief, though merely a Taiyi minor cultivator, has become a pioneer on the Great Dao."

"Saying that out loud would be an honor comparable to achieving Daluo!"

Fengxi glared, pointed a finger at Hougang, his whole body trembling.

But in the end he let out a long sigh, his hand dropping limp, "Sooner or later I'll toss this pot away."

"I reckon on my fingers—it seems unlikely." Hougang feigned a gesture, "Who let this training platform be, you're the one in charge?"

Who let that dirty water get splashed onto this platform by the Demon Race? More importantly, who let someone exceptionally talented actually come up with a solution, to hype public opinion, wait for the false-and-true mixture to ferment, then release the rumor of yin-yang dual cultivation to defuse it?

With so many aspects combined, you think you can't become the future Red-Light District Guardian? That's absolutely impossible!

This pot, you can't get rid of it! Hougang smiled with narrowed eyes, "With so many people watching you, how can you wash it off? Or do you expect people to have selective amnesia?"

Heh... Even if I can't wash it off, finding a few burial companions isn't hard. Fengxi said in a gloomy tone, "I think you're not bad."

I was thinking, when the time comes I hold a debate on the legality of dual cultivation, shouldn't I let you, this eloquent and articulate guy, go defend the dual cultivation sect?

I go... You have such a vicious heart! Hougang's eye twitched, expressing shock at Fengxi's terrible idea of dragging people to take the blame.

At this moment, Fengxi is absolutely someone he cannot afford to provoke.

But, even if he can't provoke him, he can still dodge.

I'm out! Hougang said with a solemn and serious expression, "I'm still needed for publicity work; as for debates and such, I'm truly powerless!"

Farewell, goodbye... no, never see you again!

Hougang slipped away like oil on his feet, his figure flickering, and in the blink of an eye he vanished without a trace.

Fengxi reached out in vain to grab him, but didn't even leave a shadow.

Sigh.

He let out a long sigh, "Why am I having such a hard time?"

Fengxi deeply understood what kind of feeling the sorrow of the testicles was.

Don't keep being difficult here.

Yuchen arrived at some point, speaking calmly, "Over at the training platform, I've already heated things up, spread the word... When will you be in position to go perform?"

Are you sure you've really done it? Fengxi glanced at him, "Is the word out in place?"

Of course!

Yuchen was very confident, "The training platform has been established, the teaching results are still good; which outsider wouldn't be curious?"

Just casually spread some word, saying there are some special teaching techniques, and surely some curious beings will look into it.

With that investigation, they'll find something... stepping into the pit we deliberately dug.

I suppose those well-informed people already have the relevant materials laid out on their desks, right? Heh, dual cultivation! Yuchen wore a playful smile, "It's impressive you could come up with such a method... I thought you'd clarify, saying there's absolutely no messing around with male-female relations in the training platform."

Do you think I don't want to clarify? It's simply impossible to clarify, cannot be clarified at all. Fengxi covered his face helplessly, "If we don't immediately shift the focus to the dual cultivation method, do you believe or not that the shameless Wise Man of the Demon Race could keep pushing the limits?"

Oh? Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "Do tell."

Buy off a few trainees who've done training here, let them, with big bellies, come cause trouble... See how that sounds? Fengxi pursed his lips, "Just go straight to ruining it."

This... really is enough to be despicable. Yuchen gave a dry laugh, "But whether something has been done or not can still be judged, right? Pregnant women and children... bloodline..."

Does it matter whether it's been done or not? Is bloodline the issue? Fengxi sighed, "The simplest method."

A Great Luo of the Demon Race comes here for a visit, takes some blood and essence from the platform's staff, and that's it, right?

Then come an artificial insemination, how big a deal is that? Fengxi sighed with feeling, "As long as there's a heart daring to push the limits, methods always outnumber difficulties."

So now, whenever I go out, I constantly protect myself, activating my innate spiritual treasure... just to prevent certain especially shameless folks from causing trouble and stealing my essence.

Otherwise, after a while, a bunch of weird-shaped things might come running, circling me and shouting 'Daddy'... would I still have any purity left?

If someone else stirs things up again, saying I'm insatiable, will take anything, have three thousand women, bear countless offspring... I think I could find a mountain to crash into and die.

Fengxi wore a bitter expression.

Yuchen's complexion turned strange.

He examined Fengxi from head to toe, the doubt and suspicion in his eyes clearly visible.

Purity and all that... do you have any?

This matter happening to you, who defiled whose purity... really can't be said for sure. Yuchen muttered a couple of sentences, drawing Fengxi's dangerous gaze, "Hmph? Yuchen, what are you saying? Speak up!"

Cough cough! Yuchen gave a dry cough to cover up, "I mean, now you can launch the next step of your plan, refining the rumor into truth, replacing the 'cause' of the claim that we defiled the trainees' purity."

Sigh. Fengxi lacked interest, "If possible, I really wouldn't want to go on stage and act. If I'd known it would be like this, I would... I would..."

I would... just take more kickbacks.

The training platform still needs to be run.

If it's not run, how would we support so many Trumpets?

Just comparing the title of King of the Great Treasure Sword, kickbacks and such... back then we should have asked for a bit more.

Well... Yuchen pondered, his eyes flickering, then suddenly laughed.

Fengxi, I want to tell you some good news.

Speak. Fengxi said lightly.

The chief disciple of the Lingbao Tianzun lineage, Duobao, thinks your calligraphy is excellent and your painting skills superb, wants to 'spend heavily' to purchase a piece... I don't know, are you willing? Yuchen smiled, "Of course, rest assured, this is absolutely not a bribe, but a sincere appreciation of your calligraphy and painting."

Is that so... Fengxi's lifeless expression, for a moment like ice and snow meeting the spring sun and blazing heat, blinked and melted away, turning into delight, "I didn't expect I still had such a fan..."

Oh dear... if you like my calligraphy and painting, just say so directly!

How could it turn into a transaction?

Fengxi's face beamed with joy, that insincere look making Yuchen shake his head.

Duobao believes in equivalent exchange; he thinks something worth that much money will definitely be bought for that amount.

Of course, due to various reasons, we probably have to wait until the training platform's affairs are settled. After all, he has a lot of money tied up in it.

The platform's affairs? No problem, the results will come out right away!

Fengxi took on everything, his fighting spirit unprecedentedly high.

I'll go give a talk now, make the dual cultivation matter concrete, give all curious onlookers a clear 'the truth comes out' result, making them satisfied beyond satisfaction!

Then hold a debate, fire some temporary workers, achieve internal purification!

(End of chapter)