Chapter 426: Want my treasure? Then go find it!

Xihuang's face showed considerable self-satisfaction.

One cannot help but say, his sister's operation is very spirited, very daring, excellent to the point of almost having no friends, outstanding to the point that this big shot who specializes in auditing once had a bewildered look.

Joining forces with multiple top-tier bosses, they have secretly already attempted to overturn Honghuang more than once; all public and private accounts have been audited over a hundred times for this investigation...

Yet even so, the gains were meager; a certain asset that could not be found at all was quickly becoming Xihuang's heartache.

As the saying goes—when mountains and rivers double back, doubting there's no way, willows darken, flowers brighten, another village appears.

Peaks turn, roads wind!

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Fuxi felt completely at ease, an uncontrollable smile appearing on his face.

"Sigh, I too should reflect and strengthen my guard......"

"Under the lamp's darkness, a counterattack; Xiao Nüwa has fully integrated, if she doesn't act it's fine, but once she acts it's unfathomable to gods and ghosts."

"Right under my nose she hid heaven and earth, placing it in a spot I could almost never discover."

Who could imagine?

The one being audited actually buried mountains of gold and silver beneath the bed of the giant overseeing the asset audit!

Is this not outrageous!

As wise as Fuxi, he has been busy for many years over this... On the days he works in the Heavenly Court, seven or eight out of ten require him to file a leave request.

In many outsiders' eyes, he is an old leader enjoying his twilight years, having lost interest in work.

However, relaxed in public, busy in private, staying up late every day, trying every way to investigate—could it be that Nüwa's speed of transferring assets is too fast and fierce, even surpassing his auditing speed?

Until now, he has been given a lesson.

"What does it mean to respond to myriad changes with unchanging constancy? My foolish brother!"

——If the original trajectory continued, perhaps one day the aforementioned dialogue would occur, spoken from the mouth of the human race's pillar Nüwa, sitting arrogantly in the Grand Tutor's chair, boldly displaying the airs of a family head, leaning back, in the Nüwa Palace educating and criticizing the Blue Emperor, vigorously raising eyebrows and exhaling.

However... there is no 'if'.

"You have covert ops under the lamp, I have divine undercover agents."

"The ancestral witches gathered around you, you really think they're all loyal to you?!"

"Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there are quite a few undercover agents!"

Xihuang chuckled, and at the same time stretched out his sinful hand, making a vague grasp at the continuous mountain of merit formed from piled-up Mysterious Yellow merit.

Then, something happened that would let Nüwa know, something that could absolutely drive her mad, raise her blood pressure, making her feel that it's lonely at the top——

Ah!

The wind on this rooftop is so noisy!

A familiar aura.

A familiar taste.

A familiar formula.

Is this a reenactment of the tragic, heroic tale of Lady Nüwa, whose home was ransacked and private treasury emptied, leaving even mice to weep?

"Hum!"

A thousand mountains shattered, turning into the purest flow of Mysterious Yellow merit, swirling around Fuxi's silhouette.

Immediately after, Xihuang turned his hand, and that flow spontaneously gathered in his palm, infinitely compressed and condensed.

A coin-shaped object thus formed.

It seemed still not enough.

When Nüwa Emperor's private household belongings were exhausted, Xihuang leisurely threw out the gains from this round of being the banker.

Although plucking wool from ordinary Great Luo beings, compared to seizing Nüwa's private property, there's simply no basis for comparison.

But.

When the number of Great Luo beings from whom wool is plucked increases, it becomes quite considerable.

Even if it still can't match Nüwa's second treasury, the gap is now visibly apparent, no longer a heavenly chasm.

At this very moment, another golden merit river appeared, being smelted within, hammered a thousand times, finally taking shape.

A palm-sized merit coin, with two sides.

The obverse bears an engraved likeness, exactly that of Fuxi, his dignified and handsome visage.

The reverse features sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, myriad phenomena of the Myriad Heavens, intertwining profound and distant legal principles.

Sunlight falls, revealing the myriad beings of the world, living and active within, as if a miniature Honghuang universe were sealed inside.

"Honghuang Heaven-Earth Bank Special Edition Commemorative Coin!"

A line of fine small print arranged along the edge of this merit coin, flashing with dazzling spiritual light, indicating its origin.

"Hum!"

Having completed minting by hand, Fuxi lightly blew a breath, and immediately a clear, resonant sound rang out, lingering.

"Mmm... many years have passed, my skill at crafting the Fuxi big-head coin hasn't diminished much!"

Xihuang flicked his finger and tossed it; this gold coin, condensed with vast merit, bounced up and down, brilliant and radiant.

After playing with it for a moment, once his interest waned, he then placed the coin in his palm.

"My dear sister!"

Fuxi muttered to himself, his face filled with an extremely mischievous smile.

"As your older brother, how could I bear to let you fight alone?"

"According to your own words."

"If in the end we lose, these karmic merits must be used to compensate the affiliates and our workers."

"This conscience is conscience, but in terms of maximizing resource utilization, it's really inappropriate!"

Since we're in the rebellion business, we need the ruthlessness and decisiveness of rebellion.

So, let me, your older brother, help you out—pour all our resources into it, either we succeed big or we fail big… You also need to have confidence in your elder brother; understand that under my arrangement we can create more value and add a bit to our chances of victory.

He seemed to be crossing time and space, conversing with Nüwa of the distant ages, and also as if firming his own heart—his rebellious little sister is about to be screwed over!

Of course.

To avoid you blaming me later, be sure to jot it down in your little notebook.

Criticize me as an unscrupulous older brother, doing things lacking virtue and causing trouble.

As for the opportunity, I will still give it to you.

Speaking and laughing, Xihuang somehow produced a piece of fine copper; a flash of fire appeared, and he casually refined it into a seal.

In the process, he casually slipped in the merit coin of the concealed divine object, fitting it tightly, flawless.

Once the seal was formed, the merit coin was sealed inside, leaving no trace detectable at a glance.

Mmm… Over these years, the Feng clan's prosperous business has itself been the core of humanity.

Yet there is no symbolic artifact representing authority, which is really not proper.

In that case, let this seal serve as proof of the human sovereign, interpreting majesty, commanding all directions, and inheriting the orthodox name.

Fuxi turned the seal.

On this seal are nine intertwined dragons, symbolizing that nine is the ultimate, and also the current Dragon Masters and Dragon Officials.

The faces of the seal base represent the honored titles of the five-colored Heavenly Emperors of the five directions, without giving their names, only indicating the directions.

Eastern Heavenly Emperor, the Azure Emperor!

Western Heavenly Emperor, the White Emperor!

Southern Heavenly Emperor, the Red Emperor!

Northern Heavenly Emperor, the Black Emperor!

Central Heavenly Emperor, the Yellow Emperor!

Finally, on the seal's face, there is the Great Dao's yin talisman, inscribed with eight characters—

Heaven in hand, fate in grasp—humanity shall prosper forever!

This seal shall be the Wind Marquis's seal of office.

Fuxi gave a playful look, saying, 'From this office onward, it represents the sovereign's authority.'

My dear sister!

Don't say I didn't give you a chance, okay?

This seal will always be kept in the Feng clan's ancestral hall; you will see it every day.

You're not playing hide‑and‑seek in the dark with me? Now I'll let you play this game with me.

As long as you smash it first.

Everything inside is yours.

But if you can't fathom it?

Then, well, that's awkward.

Moreover… after the great calamity ends, I will proactively tell you the truth, so you realize that this wealth was once within arm's reach.

Killing and exterminating hearts… I'm still the same me as before!

Xihuang chuckled lightly, his hand trembling slightly, and the seal vanished silently.

When it reappeared, it was already in the Feng clan's ancestral hall, landing in the hand of the current Wind Marquis, Paoqi.

Paoqi, who was handling official duties, glanced at it, his eyes flickering, and he also smiled.

He placed the seal in his sleeve, summoned the attendant into the hall, and spoke calmly, 'I've heard that Shou Mountain has copper of fine quality, suitable for casting.'

Convey my order, mobilize manpower, and gather a batch of fine goods.

I wish to cast a seal to release authority, to let the firewood exhaust while the flame is passed on, perfecting the system.

He rose to his feet, calm and composed, 'The Feng clan is not mine alone, but belongs to all the clanspeople.'

Personal worship must not be allowed.

We should abstract this seat's image into an object, so that future successors can swiftly and efficiently grasp supreme authority and implement policies.

'Yes, sir!' the attendant immediately bowed, indicating understanding.

Having spoken, he turned and withdrew, swift and decisive, rushing off with the orders.

Just then, Feng Lixi came in from outside, looking bewildered, blinking her eyes repeatedly.

Then she instinctively shook her head, not taking it to heart, and idly picked up a bamboo stick, trying to tap away.

Older brother!

She drew out her voice, smiling broadly, 'You've just made a fortune—can you help out your little sister?'

Help you?

Paoqi gave a half‑smile, neither nodding in agreement nor outright refusing, merely saying, 'That's not impossible.'

In a few days, once I find a suitable spot and settle things, I'll proceed with hiding the treasure.

Then, feel free to come search… If you're capable enough to find it all, what's the harm in giving it all to you?

'Really?' Feng Lixi said, half‑believing, half‑doubting.

'Why would I deceive you?' Paoqi said meaningfully, 'I've long past the stage of caring about luck and merit.'

Moreover, earlier I also raised the banner of the witch‑demons; emotionally and rationally, it's only right to give you folks a chance.

If I don't give you anything, you'll inevitably bear resentment; if I split it straight down the middle, I myself wouldn't be too willing either.

Besides… since this is black money gained from gambling,

then we might as well all have a fun treasure hunt, wagering on luck—it would still be a pleasant affair.

"Do you want my treasure?"

"Then go find it!"

"I have hidden them all in a corner of Mount Buzhou, waiting for that most special lucky one!"

Paoxi laughed and said.

"Swish!"

Fenglixi's gaze sparkled at this moment, shining terrifyingly bright.

"Treasure hunting… I'm most interested!"

"Then, is it settled like that?"

"You can't fool me!"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Paoxi said with an inexplicable tone, "This treasure hunt, I guarantee fairness, openness, justice, zero entry fee, huge returns..."

Among the human race, undercurrents began to stir, and the wheel of fate turned slowly.

But among the Wu Clan, it was another scene.

The vanguard battle nearly triggered an all-out death match; the Wu Clan and the Heavenly Court each weighed their strengths, and both sides' leaders gained great insights and benefits.

Naturally, this came with considerable bloodshed and sacrifice.

Had it not been for the final peace talks and exchange of prisoners,

Then after this battle, the Honghuang world would gain dozens of innate spiritual treasures, which would be no problem at all.

Thus, the ancestor witches got busy.

Especially Nüwa—Houtu.

This big shot, on one hand gathered personnel, preparing to hold a meeting.

On the other hand, she dispatched avatars to talk with the great witches who had suffered in the previous bloodbath—

As for the ideological work in military affairs, she was determined to see it through.

Walking through the Wu Clan's main base, she comforted those subordinates who had sacrificed in the clan's bloodbath; those injured in the line of duty received preferential treatment during their recuperation, plus corresponding merit points that could yield beneficial karmic fortune.

After Nüwa's performance, hard to say whether sincere or showy, the broad masses of ordinary great witches firmed their resolve, rallied their fighting spirit, and declared that under the leadership of the great Wa Huang, they would struggle through the ages, shedding their last drop of blood to overthrow the evil Heavenly Dao's rule!

Nüwa likewise delivered an impassioned speech, indicating that this battle had fully probed the Heavenly Court's realities, and victory was at hand!

The vanguard battle: the Wu Clan, though tied, still won!

The comrades' sacrifices were not in vain!

One by one, they patiently nursed their wounds, cultivated their spirits… until the day they would storm the Heavenly Court and trample the Myriad Heavens!

Nüwa boosted morale and lifted spirits.

For a time, the Wu Clan camp at Mount Buzhou rang with uplifting shouts.

At the same time.

A special meeting of the top great witches, even the ancestor witches collectively, was convened.

Compared to the lighthearted tone and demeanor when addressing ordinary great witches, here… Nüwa had to be far more solemn and grave.

"The Heavenly Court is not easy to deal with."

"Hongjun still has a trick up his sleeve."

"These are all problems."

Nüwa tapped the tabletop, "Everyone, what do you think?"

"Although the Heavenly Court is vast, its people's hearts are scattered."

Di Jiang Zu Wu spoke solemnly, "Hongjun may be strong, but he is constrained both inside and out."

"Di Jun is adept at burning bridges after crossing; he first used the Heavenly Dao's support, then kicked it away, actively cleansing the Heavenly Dao's shackles on the Demon Race."

"Therefore, I personally believe—we should advance slowly, not rush the attack!"

"Properly nurture Di Jun's ambition, strengthen his resistance to the Heavenly Dao."

"Seconded!" Ancestor Witch Zhu Jiuyin nodded, "Di Jun's ambition is vast, unwilling to be inferior, harboring the thought of nurturing bandits for self-strength… Since that's the case, we can fulfill him."

"However, nurturing must have limits."

"This demon sovereign, after all, is also someone capable and with a broad perspective."

"Even if he wants to break free from the Heavenly Dao's control, he won't merely weaken the Heavenly Court's strength."

"As intelligence shows."

"He has already agreed to the Donghua reforms, supports Donghuang Taiyi in changing the military system, adjusting various policy directives…… These are all strategies to consolidate and strengthen the Demon Race's foundation."

"Wait until time passes."

"Then the Heavenly Court will become strong from the ground up!"

"We need to seize a special moment."

"It is when the reforms are not yet complete and those who lose interests push back; when the military reforms are about to be completed but not yet, making it hard to fully exert combat strength; when Di Jun brims with confidence, breaking free from Hongjun's control, and the friction between imperial authority and Heavenly Dao divine authority is fiercest……"

"Only at this moment is it most suitable for an all-out decisive battle!"

(End of chapter)