Chapter 250

As you command!

Fengxi blinked his eyes, full of confidence, promised Houtu.

He wasn't worried at all about failing Houtu's demand……Isn't it just to speak a bit sweeter?

Don't even say it's sweet.

He always had honey on his lips, skilled in rhetoric, speaking to people in human terms and to ghosts in ghostly terms.

Otherwise, even with genuine talent for governing the world, he wouldn't have achieved his current success so quickly.

It's because his ability and social skills are maxed out that he holds the position of Houtu's trusted aide among the ancestor witches.

……

Time flowed silently, pushing Honghuang forward bit by bit.

Fengxi attained the Dao as a Great Luo, was promoted to Great Witch, which also counts as having made a splash in the world for a while.

However, in this great era when the Wu Clan and the Demon Race rise together, he seems not to be any main character.

So soon he was drowned in the tide of the era's great trend, gradually tending to become an ordinary member.

Fengxi didn't mind either.

Even, he wished he could keep a lower profile, best if nobody thought of him at all.

Or else?

The fate of jumping too joyfully……

Namely, if things go badly, one day when the Wu Clan and the Demon Race go into a frenzied bloodbath, a powerful figure from the Demon Race might personally come to chop him, putting his life in peril.

To indulge, there must be prerequisites.

Only when he can stand at the peak will it be Fengxi's glorious moment of walking sideways.

Before that, low‑key development is the most important work.

"What a pity, what a pity……"

"I am too talented, an unparalleled genius capable of governing the world……Even though I keep such a low profile now, in some people's eyes I still shine brightly, belonging to the type of target that must be eliminated at the first opportunity."

In a hall, Fengxi lamented his fate full of hardships.

He is like a firefly in the night sky.

Although he cannot compare to the bright moon of the various ancestor witches.

But he is also a source of light……and compared to an ordinary Great Witch he is like a star: though he has radiance, he is almost static, and even when he shines he is easily taken for granted and overlooked.

He, Fengxi.

From time to time he spins, jumps, and hops a little.

For the Demon Race's top experts who look upon heaven and earth and embrace the universe, naturally they place the bright moon foremost in their hearts; this "firefly" won't draw too much attention.

But for ordinary demon gods handling practical affairs and details, especially those who need to relate and interact with the Wu Clan……Fengxi is just too conspicuous.

Fengxi doesn't need to look.

He only needs to close his eyes, recall the work achievements of the tens of millions of years since he became a Great Witch, think of the political accomplishments he made there……One can guess how many ordinary demon gods bear a deep hatred for him, disgusted to the point of loathing.

Not fewer than a hundred.

But this can't be blamed on him.

Who made his business ability extremely strong?

That practically counts as a special talent, with profound expertise in the field of alliances and stratagems, as if he had actually operated in untraceable ages, handling a huge foundation……Although in the end it was cleanly forgotten, it left a deep‑seated instinct in his soul, allowing Fengxi to navigate this area with ease.

He can pat his chest and say——

He, Fengxi, has perfectly completed the tasks arranged by Houtu!

In fact, however many demon gods feel a headache because of him, about the same number of Great Luo demon gods have been influenced by Fengxi through means of benefit‑transfer.

The results are remarkable.

Even though those demon gods who can become Great Luo are all enlightened in mind and extremely precise in gauging their own stance,

but Fengxi has the ability to prick these seamless eggs, bit by bit infiltrating covertly, starting from small details, relying on the large‑scale commodity trade between the Wu Clan and the Demon Race, gradually establishing with those demon gods a pure, money‑only friendship.

Let's all get rich together!

Those demon gods are not without someone who has solemnly expressed their loyal stance, being wholeheartedly devoted to the great demon clan.

However, this thing called luck and merit……it, it, it is really too fragrant.

Its infectious power is countless times stronger than any so‑called heart‑demon.

Especially, that brow‑broad, big‑eyed Daoist friend Wind opposite you, when he helps you make money, never makes excessive demands, never asks for things like selling demon race intelligence; he merely simply and purely establishes a "business partnership," building a tacit understanding in bulk commodity trade, and never leaves any trace……

One might ask, under such circumstances, how could the demon gods influenced by benefit‑transfer not exchange glances with Fengxi to achieve a pure, purely private friendship, like a cross‑species love, transcending factional bonds and barriers……a friendship of gentlemen!

Of course, although this effect is significant, Fengxi also understands——one shouldn't place too much hope on it, talk about turning them.

Because each Great Luo is too rational.

Often they pursue profit, yet they won't let themselves be bound by profit's trap, becoming slaves to profit.

They will assess the situation.

Once they feel that the war between the Wu Clan and the Demon Race will surely defeat the Wu Clan……even if they have built many "pure friendships" with Fengxi, they will instantly turn hostile and deny him, treating the benefit‑transfer as if it never existed.

To forge iron, one must be strong oneself.

A simple plot, trying to outright buy off the Great Luo is unrealistic……these individuals are all masters of the fence‑sitting art, playing at tearing down bridges after crossing rivers with great skill.

However, Fengxi doesn't really care about that either.

If the Wu Clan loses, that bridge is torn down—torn down—and he has no chance to quarrel over it.

And if the Wu Clan wins?

Then those friendships once established will make many demon gods, when seeking a new patron, easily be influenced by him, even to the point of throwing themselves into his warm embrace……Perhaps this will greatly increase his influence in the next era.

It is not a scheme for the moment, but a plot for ten thousand generations.

Moreover, these 'pure friendships' with high moisture content are not completely useless.

Although it's impossible for them to now side with the Wu Clan.

However, on some minor side issues, giving him a little support and lending a hand appropriately is not difficult.

For example—the Capital Games!

Over the years, this event has become increasingly grand.

This is thanks to many demon gods turning a blind eye—neither deliberately indulging nor deliberately suppressing.

Moreover, more and more demon race core groups are joining... even though the slogan is to promote demon race might, targeting Wu Clan competitors.

However, Wu Clan competitors have a hard time, but Fengxi does not.

After all, there is a subtle rift between the two sides in this event.

Fengxi is the initiator, founder, and the banker of the Capital Games!

For the banker, there is no issue of loss.

The more participants, the greater the traffic.

The greater the traffic, the deeper the Capital Games' core spirit enters the hearts of humanity and all beings, resonating and reaching consensus.

For Fengxi, this is enough.

His cultivation advances, and both the Blessing Virtue Great Dao and Yin Virtue Great Dao expand with the expansion of the Capital Games' carrier, reaping benefits from both the Wu Clan and the Demon Race—truly riding two boats.

If not for the Yin Virtue, reincarnation would not yet be fully completed.

If not for the Blessing Virtue, there would still be a great power in cloud cultivation—Red Yun's check and balance.

He might then welcome a tremendous leap in advancement.

Thinking about cultivation, Fengxi feels some worry.

"Alas… the struggle over the Great Dao!"

"It's really troublesome."

"It's just that I act so recklessly… if my strength isn't enough, I might one day be ganged up on and killed."

"Unless I become a peak-tier member."

"But my Five Virtues Great Dao, Five Virtues Sage Emperor… is practically a pitfall!"

"Back then, why did I get hot-headed and get talked into boarding a thief's ship?"

Fengxi is full of complaints.

Only upon truly attaining the Great Luo Dao and understanding this realm does one realize how naive one's past thoughts were.

The Five Virtues Great Luo is easy to prove, but wanting to become a Five Virtues Sage Emperor is extremely difficult.

One must suppress all related Dao contenders.

"Yin Virtue Great Dao—I will face Lady Houtu… fortunately, she has already said she can make way for me in this regard."

"Blessing Virtue Great Dao—the Capital Games developing normally is no problem… but back then, due to circumstances, I let Red Yun in to share the spoils, and now it's too hard to take it back."

"If he insists on not giving it… then as long as Red Yun lives, my Dao cannot be accomplished."

"Morality Great Dao… it's not escaping; I must contend with the Morality Heavenly Venerable and overwhelm him."

Fengxi's head is big.

"Good heavens… how to handle this?"

"Wanting to surpass this ancient Heavenly Venerable… do I have enough resources?"

"It seems that, according to legend, only the Yellow Emperor can nominally suppress… the Huang-Lao theory."

"The most frightening part is, they are three brothers… if we suppress the eldest, will the second and third just sit and watch?"

"I… I'm so difficult!"

Fengxi thinks of the Three Pure Ones, thinks of the Dao gate, and his eye sockets become a little moist.

What kind of opponents are these!

And this, is this the limit of difficulty?

No!

And not only that!

The true great terror is the Sagely Virtue Great Dao.

This path is called utterly mad… because, who are the people walking on it?

Fengxi gazes across the Honghuang, looks all around, and can't even cry.

The Four Great Demon Emperors!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches!

These are all his competitors on the Sagely Virtue Great Dao.

Unless one day, the demon emperors and ancestral witches are nearly extinct, and Fengxi becomes the ruler of the peak, then there is a chance to perfect this Sagely Virtue Great Dao.

"To let the ancestral witches and demon emperors fall, losing their ruling status… the difficulty is not ordinary."

Fengxi frowns with worry, lamenting that the Dao path is not easy.

After reckoning, in the end it's just that the Merit Great Dao is a bit easier.

This is the Dao opened up by Fuxi the Great Sage, and moreover, the ownership rights are now being given to him.

As long as this Great Sage does not regret in the future and contend with him again… this is the most stable.

"Mm… not necessarily?"

Fengxi thought of something, flipped his palm, and an Empress's big head appeared, which he rubbed in his palm.

"Lady Nüwa, Merit to Sagely… and also Lady Houtu, who is currently vigorously promoting the Empress's big head."

"Each of these, each item, illustrates her pursuit… if one day humanity triumphs and becomes the establisher of merit-bestowal—"

What benefits the human race brings merit; what harms the human race brings karmic force.

Isn't the actual control of this Merit Great Dao largely in the hands of the human race's creator, Goddess Nüwa?

Perhaps even the words of the Great Sage Fuxi aren't as effective as those of Goddess Nüwa.

Looks like I still need to step up my flattery… uh, no, I need to step up my ingratiating with Goddess Nüwa to succeed.

By then, I will not only be the chairman of the Reincarnation Company, but also take the post of president of the Heaven and Earth Bank.

Fengxi's mental abacus made a click-clack sound.

After thorough consideration, he deeply felt the hardship of elevating the Five Virtues Great Dao.

It is absolutely worthy of that ultimate achievement—directly pointing toward Pangu.

After all, there are too many obstacles to face on this path.

Apart from a red-cloud vegetable dish.

What are the remaining opponents, then?

The Three Pure Ones, Fuxi and Nüwa, the top echelons of the Wu and Yao clans… To oppose these forces and win, how could it not involve Pangu?

If I go head‑on, I'll probably be blasted to bits, right?

I'll surely die an ugly death, right?

Fengxi thought for a moment, and the image of him alone fighting those dozen or so great powers made him involuntarily shiver.

In such a situation, even having a decent way to die might be a luxury.

Fortunately, many problems don't necessarily have to be solved by battle.

Like Goddess Nüwa… there's room for negotiation.

She still has arrangements for me—especially the Feng Hou plan.

Do it well, and there will be a big reward.

Tsk…

Huangdi, Huangdi… I don't honestly want to trap you; I have to go undercover to your side.

I'm quite helpless too!

As an ambitious Daluo, what can I do? I have no way either!

Having my lifeline choked by others, I can only abandon some precious integrity.

Fengxi scratched his head.

Just right.

My strength is now solid; I'm familiar with the Daluo world, having risen from a newbie to a veteran, meeting Houtu Goddess's current requirements.

It's time to go to Phoenix Perch Mountain…

Sigh… this is the helplessness of life.

In a soft sigh, Fengxi's form faded.

When he reappeared, he was already at Phoenix Perch Mountain, paying a visit to the Supreme Goddess Nüwa.

……

On Phoenix Perch Mountain, although Fengxi had just been promoted, he now could understand why Houtu earlier said—sweet words do no harm.

Just because…

'There are many female Daluos…'

Fengxi sat upright and proper, a true gentleman, though his mind was stirred.

'Have I stumbled into a goddess's nest?'

He paid his respects to Goddess Nüwa, exchanging pleasantries on the surface, visiting the goddess on behalf of Houtu's sincere intentions.

Goddess Nüwa was also very cooperative, acting genuinely, as if she had nothing to do with Houtu, showing extraordinary skill in the art of nesting dolls.

Everything proceeded according to the process, following the unspoken script they both understood.

After the greetings, following the routine discussion of some material wholesale trade between the Phoenix Perch Mountain lineage and the Wu Clan, Nüwa, using an excuse that required careful consideration, let Fengxi temporarily reside on Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Actually, the main show had just begun.

You may temporarily stay on Phoenix Perch Mountain… you can go sightseeing and take in the scenery.

Goddess Nüwa smiled.

'As you command.' Fengxi said solemnly.

Afterward, he was led by a female Daluo and, somewhat unexpectedly yet not surprisingly, drawn into a circle.

That was Nüwa's entourage.

Of course, it also included part of the Great Sage Fuxi's entourage.

——A younger sister digging into her older brother's wall corner—can that even be called digging a wall corner!

(End of chapter)