Chapter 377: With the permit in hand, the human way is mine... not likely

The Great Migration!

On this day, the human race took a step never before taken.

Each participating tribe left and returned to its own territory, with a small human tribe following, led by a Sage, guarding a spark of civilization.

They are all fire-bearers.

They will enter that remote region—relative to Mount Buzhou, to launch a rebellion—so that, for the Heavenly Court, they may transmit the human race's ideals, put them into practice, and cultivate steadfast comrades to overturn the age.

Furthermore, they will serve as a link connecting the core—the Feng Central Group of Mount Buzhou—deepening the cooperation of the human race's totem alliance, achieving better resource allocation and mutual benefit.

"Just like that, they all left..." Fengxi gazed at the backs of his clansmen setting out on their trek, feeling a complex sigh.

He stood on the mountainside, beside him the newly appointed supreme leader of the Feng lineage—Paoxi.

"What's wrong? Are you worried?" Paoxi gave a silent smile, "Afraid something will happen to them?"

"It's inevitable to feel a bit." Fengxi nodded, not denying, "The road ahead is long, the environment unfamiliar... I don't know if our people can adapt? Will they encounter any danger?"

"Don't worry." Paoxi remained composed, "Safety is guaranteed... those accompanying tribes are the strongest escort."

"To be honest."

"These allies have just invested in our human race's shares, a genuine cash transaction... Compared to us, they might care even more."

Fengxi was speechless.

He thought seriously... maybe it's really like that.

All under heaven hustle for profit; all under heaven rush for gain.

"No need to worry on the road, it's the adaptation issue..." Paoxi exhaled deeply, "It's somewhat difficult."

"This is not a good era."

"Those of our people born in this era cannot enjoy blessings."

"Especially those sent out to build bases... this will inevitably be filled with countless sweat and blood."

"Self-improvement without cease, virtue bears all things—easy to say, hard to do."

"When they reach their destination, they must strive to build, reproduce and spread, be self-reliant—this is self-improvement; at the same time, they must carry out orders, exercise sufficient initiative, unite surrounding tribes for mutual benefit, letting them follow our human race in rebellion—this is virtue bearing all things."

"In this, even accomplishing just one is not easy, let alone both."

"The effort required is too much, too much."

"But it's alright... after so many years of education and indoctrination, our people have sufficient psychological preparation, knowing the human race's historic mission in this era."

"Staking the effort of eighty thousand generations, to pluck the crown of the world's protagonist."

Paoxi's tone held a hint of complexity, a hint of sentiment.

"Ah... they've suffered." Fengxi felt a tinge of regret, "Having to go to remote places, start from zero to rebuild... we who stay in the central, directly inheriting the Feng clan's accumulated foundation, inevitably feel ashamed."

"It's essentially eating human flesh buns."

Fengxi still has a conscience.

Paoxi heard this, slightly surprised, looked at Fengxi, raised his eyebrows, wanting to speak but stopping.

But in the end, he seemed to swallow his original words, changed the content, and began to comfort: "Each has its pros and cons... if it were peacetime, the Feng clan would seem out of place."

"But this is a wartime era."

"The Feng clan enjoys good conditions, but the pressure is also great."

"They have drawn the full hatred of the Heavenly Court."

"Once the great war begins, the Demon Race will surely find ways to launch a surprise attack on our entire human race's supreme command!"

"Decapitation tactic!"

Paoxi looked up at the starry sky, "We wear crowns, but also bear their weight."

"The Feng clan will fight on the front lines, shedding the most blood."

"Even if, in the most dire situation, the Wu Clan's war forces are insufficient?"

"When that day comes, the Feng clan must have brave warriors sever their arms, withdraw from Mount Buzhou, suffering heavy losses."

"If it were only material loss, that would be fine..." Paoxi said, shaking his head, "But I fear layers of encirclement, pressing the Feng clan to death in a pocket."

"Then it would truly be miserable."

Fengxi heard this and was speechless.

He merely imagined that future a little, and felt utterly hopeless and powerless.

"Ah..."

A light sigh, unable to express how much sorrow.

"I have diligently studied many heavenly court military tactics, familiar with all sorts of routines... if such a day truly comes, I should be able to be of use?" Fengxi hesitated to speak.

"Just studying is useless... at most it delays death a bit." Paoxi evaluated calmly, "When you reach desperation, you must innovate."

"One must repeatedly leap sideways in the encirclement, annihilate foes in motion, achieve what others cannot, stunning and unparalleled, only then can the spark be preserved."

"Then, carrying the spark, step onto the path of life, strategically shift, reconnect the strength scattered now, so the holy flame burns fiercely again."

"Burying your head in farming and developing... I estimate this is your mission as this term's Wind Empress." Paoxi smacked his lips, "Wait until you've planted the fields."

"Accumulating enough cards, then waiting for a peerless hero, relying on the human race's long-held strategy of mutual benefit uniting countless tribal forces... perhaps then there is hope to overturn the Heavenly Court and topple the Heavenly Dao."

Fengxi listened, lost in thought.

Just thinking and thinking, he felt something was off.

"Wait a minute?!"

His expression solemn and grave, "These words... how come I feel like I'm purely making a wedding dress for others?"

"During your term, you'll suffer the fiercest blows, bear the greatest pressure, do the hardest, most exhausting work?"

Fengxi protested slightly, "Why must I endure beatings during my term, rather than early in your term?"

"Also, why must I farm to the end, merely to lay groundwork for those who come after?"

Nothing in particular. Paoxi stroked his chin, "Because I'm strong!"

During my term of office, the Heavenly Court had to be wary; ordinarily, they dare not move troops.

It's not me boasting.

My military strategies and tactics are really strong!

Besides, you should also know where I live now… Phoenix Perch Mountain!

The territory of the Phoenix lineage.

Back then, the Phoenix lineage accomplished great deeds… that was contending for supremacy over Honghuang.

Under my command are strategists as numerous as clouds and generals as abundant as rain.

Who dares not give me face?

I'll go scout the Phoenix's resources, raise a great army, and pull off a 'Ten Thousand War Gods Return'!

Fengxi stared speechless.

With things having come to this point, what else could he do?

He could only shout, "Boss, you're awesome!" The resources of the earliest batch of innate divinities are simply too formidable to provoke.

However…

"If I can't afford to provoke you, can I still not deal with others?"

Fengxi pondered in his heart.

Farming? Wedding dress?

Impossible!

Paoxi looked at him, seemingly seeing through his thoughts, and gave a faint smile, "Looking at your appearance, you seem quite unwilling to accept?"

"Mmm… young man, full of vigor, that's a good thing."

But with your current level, hoping to overturn the Heavenly Court is hopeless… go strive to improve your abilities.

Break limits, surpass yourself time and again, and perhaps you won't have to work for others' benefit.

Moreover, I think… Nüwa might also hope to see this scene?

Paoxi smiled mysteriously, "That 'Wind Marquis Plan' she's been stirring up—I know it all too well… personally, I think it's too reckless."

If such a person truly emerged, how could scheming spies possibly influence them?

Your level is enough to be smug.

Paoxi shook his head.

Fengxi's eyes lit up, "Please instruct me."

Your cultivation is a bit low, you need to raise it. Paoxi said, "Also, you need to win over people's hearts… you should go apply to Nüwa early; best to start building your team now."

Hone yourself more on the battlefield… not seeking a great victory, but cannot suffer a great defeat.

Make good use of the financial authority that You Chao has allocated to you.

Saying this, Paoxi chuckled, "All the mess Nüwa got involved in, when laid bare, is just a struggle for power and profit."

In this regard, boiled down, there are actually only two ways to reap the final fruit.

Either one's ability is strong enough, going from victory to victory, undefeated for life—then anything before them is like rotten wood and broken tiles… whoever dares to cause trouble, just a word of condemnation will disarm them without effort.

Or one knows how to deal with people, can unite hearts, buy affection, regardless of good or bad means, pulling others into one's own team.

Just these two paths.

However, if you can do the first, don't do the second.

Paoxi said with deep meaning, his eyes holding too much that Fengxi couldn't understand.

Having said this, you should think it over slowly.

Paoxi patted Fengxi's shoulder, "As for me, I need to go consult properly with my friends of the Dragon Race."

As his words faded, this present-day Wind Marquis, Sovereign of the Human Race, departed in a carefree manner.

Only Fengxi remained, alone gazing at the migrating clan whose silhouette had already vanished.

Ah… difficult, difficult, difficult!

Forget it.

Food can be eaten bite by bite, roads can be walked step by step.

That's just fine.

I hold a great killer weapon in my hand; it's also time to use it.

Fengxi furtively looked left and right, beholding the spacetime.

After confirming no one was paying attention, he severed this patch of heaven and earth, leapt out of the bonds of time, and naturally became the most hidden place.

Then, he solemnly produced a long and thick——

Torch!

Holy fire!

"Is it to enjoy spicy food?"

"Or to keep a low profile in life?"

It all depends on this time.

Fengxi rubbed his palms, "The title of Fire Master Official, for now there's no sign."

But myriad holy fires converge upon my body, perfectly encompassing all races… the Demon Race, the Human Race, all are within.

In any case, there ought to be some benefit, right?

He muttered, and at the same time, sparks of fire leapt out from his body one after another, their number too great!

As of now, the number of sports meets Fengxi has organized equals the number of rays of fire here.

Every time the sports meet ends, that holy fire is collected.

These holy fires carry a very beautiful ideal—

Bravely challenging the strong, constantly surpassing oneself and others, developing, innovating, progressing. The spiritual ideal contains fairness, equality, justice; its ultimate goal is, through competition, to gather together the beings of different nations, races, civilizations, and faiths in the Honghuang universe, so that they interact, deepen understanding and friendship, thereby achieving the unity, peace, and progress of Humanity.

All of the above was fabricated and spread by Fengxi.

However.

When a lie is spoken a thousand times, ten thousand times, perhaps it is no longer considered a lie.

Moreover, although Fengxi fabricates, he does not do so blindly.

Those beautiful implications—how could they not be the pursuit buried deep in the hearts of all beings of Humanity?

But now, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race operates under the law of the jungle, suppressing this dream's power so it cannot unfold.

But, today!

Everything is different now!

A human sage went through Pangu's back door, brought a cluster of holy fire, and formally opened a path!

This civilizational holy fire can serve as the core of all previous holy fires; it is their emperor!

When the Demon Race's holy fire and the Human Race's holy fire unite.

At this moment, Fengxi felt an astonishing power.

That belongs to……Humanity!

This power is supreme.

The moment Fengxi sensed it, his whole body swelled.

What's a mighty demon god?

One slap destroys it!

The Ten Great Yao Marshals—what's a hammer?

One slap destroys it!

The Four Great Demon Emperors?

One slap……

'Uh……'

Fengxi sobered up.

This, perhaps, possibly……cannot be destroyed.

When he pondered it a bit longer, his face darkened a little more.

"With the holy fire in hand, I have the authority."

"I have sensed this power of Humanity."

"But sensing……does not mean one can use it."

Fengxi felt as if thousands of alpacas were galloping in his heart.

Yes.

With the authority, the holy fire is a key that opens the great door to the treasury of Humanity's power.

But just having the key isn't enough!

One also needs a series of procedures and formalities!

At this moment he is like someone who unexpectedly obtained the password and key to a bank vault.

But if he wants to squander?

He must first enter the bank's gate and get past those guards!

Everyone says it was an accident, which itself means it's illegal.

The guards guarding the treasury will execute him!

What kind of people are these guards?

Dao Ancestor.

Saint.

Demon Emperor.

Ancestral Witch.

Three Thousand Great Luo!

In short.

Honghuang Dog Management!

Because, this is the power of Humanity.

And where does the power of Humanity come from?

It is the power of all beings in Honghuang that possess self‑will and can subjectively reshape the world, including the Great Luo!

They are included in the great collective of Humanity; all powers are unified by a metaphysical concept, forging Humanity!

If Honghuang is seen as a body, then Humanity is its soul.

Great Luo Body!

Great Luo Soul!

Want to steal the power of Humanity?

Then likewise, one must face the backlash of Humanity!

Of course, Humanity does not strike back; its consciousness is hazy……but there are administrators!

Each Great Luo is a guardian, a bandit tiger.

Unless……

「Unless, these guards start fighting among themselves。」

Fengxi pondered, "Some people support me, holding back another portion of the guards."

「This way, I can enter that treasure vault and unleash that powerful force! 」

「This power, I feel... enough to thrash every Great Net beneath the Great Simplicity! 」

「A special existence akin to that of a Saint! 」

(End of chapter)