Chapter 165: Holy Mother Earth, Charlatan Fengxi

Fengxi worked hard to improve his proficiency in eloquence and publicity-related skills.

With just his mouth, he toyed with a Danshen Dog, leaving it utterly bewildered.

Of course.

This doesn't mean the other side is overly gullible.

In fact, the gap between the two sides is too vast.

Strength and cultivation level are secondary.

It mainly comes down to the backing behind them, the vast difference in knowledge reserves, and whether they know many hidden inner workings, which determines their judgment of the situation.

The asymmetry of information dooms this to be a one-sided outcome.

"Your cultivation is too shallow, so you don't understand many things."

Fengxi, amid the Danshen Dog's gaze looking upon him as a savior, slowly said, "Do you wish to revive the departed souls?"

"There are too many methods."

"The most overbearing way is to attain the Dao of Great Luo!"

"Becoming a Great Luo, overturning temporal causality, eternal and free in endless time and space—what are past regrets? They will surely be compensated!"

"Whether resetting the timeline or directly intervening to save those lost lives, it's as easy as turning over one's hand!"

The Danshen Dog's eyes blazed with bright light.

This information is too important.

However, soon after, the light in its eyes dimmed.

For even with its shallow experience, it could know how arduous the path to Great Luo is.

The legendary Supreme Emperors of Great Luo are almost all innate divinities, or at least heavenly prodigies who received blessings from the Chaos era, rising in the Dragon-Phoenix epoch—how could this ordinary acquired spirit hope to achieve such a feat?

As for its own situation, the Danshen Dog still has a clear sense of it.

It lacks invincible, resource‑endless ancestors, and also lacks the heavenly talent that shakes the heavens and brings auspicious blessings at birth… these innate shortcomings are tolerable.

Innate deficiencies can be made up later.

If luck is good enough—kicking up an innate spiritual treasure while walking—it can still rise.

Unfortunately, that never happened.

The Danshen Dog's best luck in its life was when it saw a spiritual herb in a hidden spot, one that had inhaled the essence of sun and moon for millions of years.

Then…

And then nothing.

That herb was of a higher realm than it.

Possessing a Golden Immortal‑level grasp of the Dao, though unskilled in combat, it would be at the bottom among peers.

But suppressing a mere dog spirit that hasn't even become an immortal?

Absolutely no problem.

How desperate a thing is this?

Precisely because the Danshen Dog knows that, under normal circumstances, its lack of inheritance, talent, and opportunity makes even arduous cultivation over ages unlikely to reach the true immortal peak, it takes such a radical gamble, seizing the rare chance to launch a heavens‑burning fiery assault.

Otherwise, would it not be wiser to patiently develop a bit longer, wait until its cultivation is stronger, and then have greater assurance?

Simply because it can't anymore.

Its own progress is hard, while its great enemy advances rapidly—later on, the enemy grows stronger and the chance of success dwindles.

So.

Even after hearing from Fengxi where hope lies, it only felt excited for a short while before its mindset plunged back into a low point.

"Of course." Fengxi said leisurely, "If you cannot attain the Dao of Great Luo yourself, but can invoke a Great Luo to act, the result is the same."

The Danshen Dog abruptly raised its head.

"But…" he shifted his tone, "Life and death are fated—a principle many powerhouses accept."

"Unless it's an accidental death from collateral damage, or a special master‑disciple kinship, only then would an exception be made."

"Or else, you could produce something of immeasurable value to move the heavenly will, prompting the heavens to pity your ordeal."

"In ordinary circumstances, a Great Luo wouldn't intervene—otherwise, with constant slaughter across Honghuang, could the heavenly wills possibly manage it all?"

Faced with Fengxi's question, the Danshen Dog remained silent, having nothing to say.

"I also know this path is hard." Fengxi said with a smile, "Although the hardest path means the most perfect outcome, you will obtain the truest, most real departed souls you seek—a perfect continuation of time and life experience."

"And besides that… there is still a second‑best option."

"The requirements aren't that high; they all rise to the precondition of attaining the Dao of Great Luo."

"All you need is to reach the Great Ultimate."

Fengxi looked at the Danshen Dog, whose eyes were still dim and confused, and said, "Go venture into the Shijian Changhe."

"But although it also involves spacetime, the Great Ultimate falls far short of Great Luo."

"Thus, during the venture, one will suffer passive backlash from the Great Dao—such as retaliation from causal forces, various kinds of lost tribulations… it's easy to deviate, easy to lose oneself."

"And even after enduring countless hardships to achieve one's wish, it is actually no better than the methods of a Great Luo."

"A Great Luo's resurrection is a complete trajectory correction, bringing fate to a close."

"The Great Ultimate merely saves a single timeline; other parallel spacetimes will see little change."

"Sometimes it's even hard to tell whether you truly changed your own past or merely altered the past of a parallel spacetime."

Fengxi spread his hands, "But no matter what, having this experience, the wounds in your heart can be healed."

"Of course, if you feel that the Great Ultimate realm still seems too distant, too dreamlike, not very real?"

"Then, a Golden Immortal can achieve 'resurrection,' and I know a few ways."

"But since the conditions have been lowered so much, it's easy to imagine how meager the final result will be."

Fengxi said.

At this moment, the light in the Red Root Dog's eyes seemed to turn into substance, blazing up completely.

The attainment of Golden Immortal was still very far off for it.

But compared to Great Luo and Grand Supreme, its feasibility was much higher.

"True Immortal, upon entering the gate of the Great Dao, possesses the eternal characteristic of the Dao, lives forever and abides eternally, thus is a True Immortal who has attained the Dao."

"And Golden Immortal—gold means indestructible and unbreakable." Fengxi said leisurely, "Cultivating as a Golden Immortal is to continually contemplate the Great Dao, letting it evolve into ever finer subtlety, ultimately enabling the forging of one's true self's spiritual nature, achieving the sublimation of the self's thoughts, refining the false into the true and condensing an indelible imprint—of course, this is an exaggerated statement."

"However, as long as it does not suffer a destructive blow, an attack aimed at annihilating the spiritual nature, even if it perishes, the scattered spiritual nature may, after millions of years, instinctively gather and merge, surviving in another state… and may even subconsciously create a similar flower, continuing its own Dao path."

"Those with great talent and wisdom study its principles, refine and expand them, and work out another method of resurrection."

Fengxi explained patiently, and the Red Root Dog listened attentively.

"When ordinary living beings die, they are not completely annihilated into nothingness; rather, their matter and spiritual nature return to heaven and earth, participating in the great circulation of Honghuang."

"The physical body decomposes, the spiritual light scatters…… each fragment of the broken particles and vital energy has its own entirely new fate."

"Some will settle somewhere in the earth; some will become part of newly born living beings……"

"The way a Golden Immortal can resurrect is to use a special method to perform resonant summoning, causing those scattered broken particles or vital energy to recombine, thereby manifesting the deceased living being once again."

"In a perfect case, there would be an identical physical body, an identical soul…… yes, all original." Fengxi laughed, saying, "But this is the ideal scenario."

"Usually, something will always be missing." He explained the consequences clearly, "After all, the vital energy or particles released after disintegration exist in astronomical numbers…… no one knows what kind of mysterious experiences a portion of them might undergo."

"For example, running into the belly of some Golden Immortal or Grand Supreme cultivator?"

"Or being refined into magical power? Crafted into a Dharma treasure?"

"Or even directly becoming part of a powerful living being, receiving a new imprint?"

"These are very difficult to summon back."

"Therefore, when using this method, one must be mentally prepared—missing arms and legs in the physical body is bearable, but the most terrifying and likely outcome is a deficient true spirit and blank memories!"

"This depends on luck."

"From Great Luo, to Grand Supreme, to Golden Immortal."

"The way of resurrection, from relying on oneself, becomes increasingly reliant on luck."

"Insufficient strength, luck makes up the difference."

"Likewise, the resurrection result becomes ever less reliable, and what is obtained may not be the desired outcome."

"This is the sorrow of insufficient strength."

"——Having it is already good enough, yet still be picky?"

"Being so picky, unable to provide the best conditions, yet wanting the best results, unwilling to accept junk."

"Are you sure this is your love for her… pah, is it the mindset of wanting to resurrect and save?"

"The Red Root Dog deeply understood the principle therein."

"So, it is not very picky."

"Fengxi could tell from its eyes full of fighting spirit that it had probably made up its mind, willing to pay any price to obtain the achievement of Golden Immortal."

"Even if it meant falling into demonhood, going mad, sinking into depravity… embarking on a journey of slaughter and consumption to prove the Dao upon a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, using the most demonic method to break through, a careless mistake could see it being pressed to death in some obscure corner by someone."

'"Very good eyes."'

"Fengxi's face bore a faint smile, he looked up and down with amusement, '"But to have you make such an easy decision, not first making you sell yourself and work for me without wages for 1.8 million years, wouldn't that be wasting my moment's worth of saliva?"'

'"This seat is indeed a Grand Supreme master… even if here I am merely an avatar, my essence does not change!"'

"So, the next moment."

"After Fengxi gave hope to someone, he then took it away, delivering a heavy blow to the spirit—this was the final tempering."

'"It seems you have made up your mind."'

'"You have chosen the method that a Golden Immortal can employ."'

'"But if that's the case, you need to act a bit faster."'

'"After all, I've heard that in the vastness of Honghuang heaven and earth there exists an order that cleanses true spirits…… unless transformed into a special state such as a yin spirit or battle spirit. Otherwise, a person's imprint will eventually fade, cutting off past traces, washing away karma, leaving a blank slate, becoming the true-spirit material for newly born living beings."'

'"I recall…… how many years is that limit?" Fengxi made a thinking gesture, '"A thousand years? Or eight hundred?"'

"The Red Root Dog was as if struck by lightning."

"This is simply the most unfortunate news!"

'"Too late…… far too late……"'

"It both cried and laughed."

"According to the time limit Fengxi mentioned…… it is indeed too late."

"It seemed there was hope to be personally grasped in hand, but in reality…… it remained a dream."

"Red Root Dog, its emotions were somewhat frenzied, its mind somewhat deranged."

"Under Fengxi's calamity."

"Hatred did not crush his spirit, but he was nearly mired by the bog called hope."

"However, Fengxi will not watch this scene unfold."

'"The timing is right, it can be done."'

"He kept the rhythm, his tone carrying a hint of allure."

'"Yes, it is late."'

'"With your cultivation like this, there is little hope to make up for the regret."'

'"The exalted Great Luo, you cannot see."'

'"Achieving the Grand Supreme Dao is also unrealistic for you."'

'"But, this is the general case."'

"At present, coinciding with a myriad ages turning point…… Truly, everything is possible."

"A greatest, most merciful, most sublime divine being, she hears the sorrow of all beings, the suffering of all beings, has made up her mind to accomplish a feat unprecedented by ancients and unmatched by future generations——"

"Reincarnation!"

Fengxi, with the most fervent tone, influenced the lost lamb, letting it follow his rhythm.

"Reincarnation allows the fundamental true spirit of all beings to be reborn, to continue…… Within reincarnation, immortality is forged!"

Facing the roughly trained Red Sage Dog, Fengxi began preaching, telling it——

There is such a supremely great goddess, called Houtu.

There is such a boundless merit creation, called Reincarnation.

Houtu exists, reincarnation exists, myriad ages stretch on; you will surely have the chance to meet the person you most wish to see!

"Great Lady Houtu, exalted realm of reincarnation…… Where are they?!" The Red Sage Dog looked up at Fengxi with a pilgrim's gaze, its voice filled with endless devotion.

"In the Wu Clan."

Fengxi unveiled the magnificent Holy Way's aura of power, his expression solemn and majestic like a dignified deity; each word shook heaven and earth: "This is the hope of all beings, the noblest Wu Clan inheriting Pangu's bloodline, forged under the leadership of Ancestor Witch Houtu into a vessel to ferry the world."

"This is the best proof of our Wu Clan inheriting Pangu's spirit and boundless love for all beings."

"Once reincarnation radiates and covers the entire Honghuang, all beings who have suffered like you will gain spiritual redemption!"

Fengxi extended his hand, pressed it against the dog's head and rubbed it, performing a baptism.

Not to mention, the feel is really good.

"Holy is Houtu!"

"Holy is reincarnation!"

The Red Sage Dog was moved to tears.

"Lady Houtu possesses endless glory, wishing to leave blessings for all beings." Fengxi sighed long, "Alas!"

"Yet it is rejected by existence full of malice; although reincarnation exists, it is hard to take root in Honghuang."

"Who is it?" the Red Sage Dog growled.

"They are the beings that run rampant and tyrannical, causing your tragedy……" Fengxi said.

"They are in panic!"

"Afraid that those reincarnated beings will not forget the grudges and hatred of past lives, countless reincarnations will bring countless reprisals……"

"They have committed countless sins, therefore they are afraid!"

"Their strength, status, and so on intertwined, they grasped the discourse power of the present era, establishing rules. In the end, this age was influenced by them and even became their lackey…… no, now it has become the greatest source!"

"The age, influencing too many beings living in this age…… the vast majority consider it natural and just, but in reality only a few grasp the truth."

"An entire age excludes, letting those tragedies repeat endlessly…… beneath an avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent."

"Even if there is a world-saving reincarnation, being excluded makes it hard to gain a foothold."

"Unless……"

There is still another chapter later.

(End of chapter)