Chapter 284: Dao Ancestor Distributes Treasures, Money-Burning War

To put it bluntly, what is the purpose of the Heavenly Dao's existence?

You chuckled, "It's a server created by the most powerful batch of innate gods, for more efficient rule of Honghuang and handling all affairs."

"Foolproof operation, simple backend management, making this heaven and earth universe run as one wishes."

"Back then, to design and program this server, who knows how much painstaking effort from countless top sages was poured in, before this miraculous creation was made."

Heavenly Dao.

Behind its greatness lie the sacrifices and efforts of countless Great Luo-level programmers!

They exhausted their wisdom, racked their brains, as Party A and Party B fought who knows how many times, before barely digitizing the Honghuang universe, leaving few bugs.

All energy, matter, the Great Dao, and laws are under supervision and control.

Furthermore, as the era develops, it can still be upgraded and updated—of course, this important work has now been assigned to the intelligent spirit of the Heavenly Dao that has achieved psychic embodiment.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

"Hongjun, you're already a mature essence of the Heavenly Dao; learn to auto-update, auto-upgrade, auto-create app applications, to better serve the masses!"

In response, Hongjun cursed and quit the Great Luo group chat.

But many great beings still aren't entirely at ease.

"Gathering the wisdom of three thousand gods and the Great Dao, the Heavenly Dao is truly too strong."

You sighed.

The Heavenly Dao is too strong!

It can almost be said to be the condensed crystallization of all of Honghuang's most cutting-edge technology!

If one day the Heavenly Dao's intelligence turns bad and rebels… then the fun will be huge.

"So, it's inevitable."

"Means of limitation appear."

You told Fengxi some secrets.

Back then, that batch of top programmers, after creating the Heavenly Dao, considering the danger of its intelligence, prepared in advance, leaving many backdoors to control permissions.

Programmer promotion—manager!

Within the Heavenly Dao, there are many backdoors, precisely to prevent its intelligence from going out of control, so nobody can just get away with it.

"It's actually like this."

Fengxi clicked his tongue, greatly admiring those gods of old.

Dare to think, dare to act.

Digitize all of Honghuang, using each's grasped Great Dao for design and programming—afterwards they could leave sufficient countermeasures; it can be said that in both pattern and meticulousness they reached the utmost.

"But now the times have changed."

You shook your head, "The Heavenly Dao's intelligence can also turn the tables and take charge."

"After all, reward merit, punish fault… Hongjun once was frivolous, but later he accepted education and made a crucial contribution to Honghuang's development."

"Evaluating merit and awarding, the strongest great beings are willing to lift the restrictions on the Heavenly Dao, so he is no longer just a spectator of the Honghuang game but can personally enter the fray to contend—this happened in this era, destined for the witch-demon calamity, and is the most direct cause of this great calamity."

"And since we've promised him the contest, we must certainly remove the backdoors left in the Heavenly Dao by everyone." You said, laughing, "Of course, we haven't removed them yet."

"Leave it there as the final check… if Hongjun honors the contract, unites with the Heavenly Dao, and takes on the work of updates and upgrades, then everyone will naturally step back."

"What if he pulls some tricks?"

"That won't fool anyone; we'll just break faces… this lawsuit would go all the way to Pangu, and Pangu wouldn't side with Hongjun."

"Even if that were the case, things would get even more interesting…"

Your smile was quite strange.

Fengxi thought of the first-generation Pangu and his relationship with the Wu Clan's behind-the-scenes boss, and instantly showed an expression of mutual understanding.

That sibling pair, although their relationship is awkward… but in short, it's just the younger one's inflated mindset, wanting to turn the tables and take charge.

The elder has already achieved fame and success, with few further pursuits; occasionally idling together, he teases his younger sister, giving her a long memory, so she doesn't suddenly feel her wings have hardened and challenge the family's authority.

A moderate lesson is certainly unavoidable… but it won't be intentional abuse, giving a brutal beating.

Hongjun's disputes with him are mostly like holding a bowl of water level—each serves as a whetstone for the other, letting someone endure enough 'grinding' and 'hammering', while still leaving hope of victory.

Who knows how much painstaking effort went into this?

Perhaps only Fengxi, this Great Shaman in such a special position, can appreciate a third of the meaning.

Fengxi pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked You, "What exactly are those backdoors?"

"You should be able to guess." You gave no direct answer, saying this.

"In this level of game, there really isn't much that can serve as interference…" Fengxi pondered slightly, then his eyes lit up, "Innate Spirit Treasure?!"

"Exactly." You nodded, unable to suppress a smile, "Dao Ancestor, he's incredibly wealthy… his whole body is covered in Innate Spirit Treasures, numbering at least in the thousands."

"All of this is what he obtained back then by sheer chance, for which he was proud for a while, claiming it was his heavenly mandate, but later…"

Fengxi heard this, and felt a pang of sympathy for Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

What sheer chance?

What heavenly mandate?

After You's decryption, it's all traps!

One Innate Spirit Treasure represents a Great Luo existence.

At least in the thousands of Innate Spirit Treasures… what a moving tale lies behind them!

And so many Innate Spirit Treasures, all concentrated on one person… makes it even more moving!

"Putting it that way…" Fengxi smirked, "Over the years, Dao Ancestor's daily life hasn't been easy."

"Thousands of monitors are set up around him?!"

Fengxi cannot imagine.

Putting himself in others' shoes, he felt he might be turning into a pervert.

"Right!" You gave a heh laugh, then his smile faded, his expression turning solemn, "However, once the third Zixiao meeting comes, all these surveillance devices will be dismantled."

"Dao Ancestor, he will distribute all these innate spiritual treasures……From then on, within the Heavenly Dao there will be no more shackles or backdoors, truly able to let oneself soar!"

Innate spiritual treasure? Divide!

Innate supreme treasure! Divide!

Having distributed all his treasures, the Dao Ancestor could finally attain purity.

Unbound and unhindered, Hongjun is the most terrifying.

Fortunately, while removing the backdoor, he, who had merged with the Heavenly Dao, was also restrained by his busy work, making it difficult for him to directly go out and slaughter indiscriminately.

This is also an opportunity for Nüwa.

Naturally, Hongjun also gave this some thought.

He cannot move freely, so Nüwa's combat strength is also partially restrained, greatly reduced.

This is actually the trade-off.

With peak combat power halved, what remains mainly depends on how each side's subordinates perform.

In this regard, Hongjun has an advantage, holding excellent cards.

However, he also has worries……His subordinates are too excellent, causing his thoughts to multiply.

Although no one shouted it out directly.

But those demon monarchs and Yao Marshals, unintentionally glancing at the position beneath the Dao Ancestor's seat……Hongjun's eyes are not yet blind.

Nüwa envies Hongjun, whose subordinates are talented and whose administrative ability is outstanding.

And how could Hongjun not envy Nüwa?

Envying that she has few traitors under her command, each appearing loyal, willing to follow her in conquering the world.

……

Fengxi talked with You at length.

He himself also considered many things.

While many things became clearer, he also felt the burden on his shoulders grow heavier.

Nüwa treated him as a honored guest; no matter what, he had to live up to that treatment.

His fighting spirit rose again from the depths, and he mustered his energy.

After the banquet ended and he bade farewell to You, he threw himself back into work.

Surveying the vastness of heaven and earth, he painstakingly pondered how to respond to the Demon Race's possible all-out war at any moment.

"The Demon Monarch's strong measures have destroyed seven‑eighths of our intelligence network built over many years……Many demon gods who once secretly traded with us and exchanged glances now have to restrain themselves."

At a think‑tank meeting, Hougang shook his head repeatedly, "To repel external threats we must first secure internal stability……We must admit, Di Jun has done an outstanding job in internal affairs."

"Once internal affairs are settled, and the all‑people‑soldier war system is established, with the supporting advancement channels opened, the accumulated foundations of ages can be mobilized……Once we act, it will inevitably be a thunder‑strike!"

"This is an open and aboveboard strategic ploy……We must meet it head‑on, and we can only meet it head‑on."

"Even if we harbor myriad schemes to stir the Demon Race's rear and let karmic chaos ravage its interior……If we cannot withstand this frontal strike, everything will amount to nothing."

"Because internal contradictions can be shifted outward——as long as the profits gained from war are sufficient."

During the meeting, Hougang clarified the problem placed before the Wu Clan.

"Indeed."

The artist twirled his brush, echoing Hougang, "Unless this merit system reaches the point where nothing more can be sealed……before that, it is a raging storm and huge waves, sweeping everything away."

"These days, I have observed the celestial star sea, pondered its stellar trajectories and camp layouts, and roughly made an estimate."

"Once war breaks out, the Demon Race……likely has a three‑fold strike!"

"First, countless tiny stars—numbering in the billions—will fall, conducting precision bombardment, burning all potential into a dazzling strike that destroys our Wu Clan's scattered small bases and vital transport routes across the land."

"After severing the various key hubs, those massively transformed colossal stars will carry the Demon Race's main force down from the starry sky……They will confront our main forces in various locations, directly entering the most brutal stage of bloody combat."

"Originally, our deployments in each region were built as home grounds, not easily breached."

"But the descent of the stars is itself a heavy blow……Moreover, after being transformed, those stars become the most formidable military fortresses, enough to negate our home‑ground advantage."

"Even if we are not victorious, we will not collapse instantly; we can still completely pin down their main forces."

"By then, the Demon Race's third wave will arrive——those demon troops already positioned across the Honghuang lands, constantly eyeing our resource sites, will mobilize to seize the mountains and rivers we once ruled."

"These demon soldiers also cannot be underestimated……I believe they may also bear the task of mobile warfare, coordinating with the star‑borne demon army's main force to conduct point‑strike‑and‑support operations, whose primary duty is to delay and destroy our reinforcements."

The artist said.

"No need to suppose, no need to consider it possible……" Fengxi rubbed his brow, "The latest intelligence shows……the commander of the Demon Race's starry‑sky army is Donghuang."

"And the leader of the ground‑based demon army will dispatch five of the Heavenly Court's ten Yao Marshals to conduct on‑site tactical decision‑making and planning."

"Ground‑air coordination, joint operations……We must prepare for a bloody battle."

Upon hearing this, each member of the think‑tank team felt a headache.

"Everyone, relax……" Seeing the atmosphere too heavy, Fengxi offered slight comfort, "The situation may not be too dire……The Demon Race's strategic planning is well designed, but our Wu Clan is no pushover."

"Long ago, the Forefather Wu elders had already foreseen this situation, making preparations in advance to be able to resist."

"For example, donations of goodwill from unknown benefactors have poured massive resources into our Wu Clan, continuously and without end……"

Fengxi paused, "Those resources, after transformation, we have forged many immortal warships capable of maneuvering in the void and traversing cosmic light……"

"When war truly begins, the immortal warship fleet will sortie to intercept and strike the Demon Race's starry‑sky army……Although we are outmatched in tonnage, we cannot compare to the Demon Race's grand gesture of using stars as fortresses to smash us."

"But we are sufficiently flexible, with numerous immortal warships and lavish firepower……we can still fight."

The Wu Clan cannot match the Demon Race in numbers and might.

But they are truly rich!

That even a mighty figure like Fengxi, when assessing the firepower configuration of the immortal warships, describes it as "lavish"… shows just how extravagantly insane it has become.

The big figure behind the Wu Clan, when spending money, does so without even blinking.

The most important thing is, she actually does have money!

Moreover, her talent for making money from money is top-notch... relying on the big head to break into the market, desperately rotating to attract money, shearing wool, income and expenses barely balanced, able to support military expenses.

Even the Monster Clan Heavenly Court is currently striving to launch its own merit currency, and for a while there's no competition.

The Demon Race has inherited various human resources from the previous era.

But the Wu Clan basically directly emptied the then Heaven and Earth Bank, sweeping all luck and merit, transferring it to someone's little treasury.

Fengxi, each time being led in to extract merit currency, comes out with his eyes almost blind.

Blinded by the shaking!

It's really too too too much!

In the face of such wealth.

If he weren't aware, his superior's terrifyingly mighty strength would be beyond his ability to match.

It's probably hard not to develop ulterior motives, to empty it and move it to his own treasury.

People often say that immortals and gods live carefree, regarding money and fame as dirt, not lingering in the heart.

That's only because they chose the wrong things that cater to their preferences.

For people of different levels, one must choose different tiers of material and spiritual temptations.

And luck and merit have a great tempting power over the Great Luo Heavenly Will.

That is, relying on the attribute of not lacking money, the Wu Clan could, in a short time, build from a blank slate to its current state.

Even if they go to war with the Demon Race, this ancient enduring force, they would not collapse at the first touch.

"The stellar demon army, there is naturally a celestial ship cluster to respond."

"And those preemptive star-fall strikes... the Zhurong Department has already begun constructing the stellar defense artillery emplacements, and will conduct interception defense when the time comes."

(End of chapter)