Chapter 44: with translation of chapter title

Rebellion is impossible to rebel; in this lifetime, rebelling is impossible.

Not to mention the issue of fist size, just the fact that the source is controlled is already a fatal weakness.

The Ancestral Witches' will summoned, casting a net across endless time and space, thus achieving the Wu Clan as it is today.

With this leverage held by the Ancestral Witches, they can at any time erase the Wu Clan below Great Luo from existence, resetting their history!

So……

Rebellion?

Defying superiors and causing chaos?

Challenging the authority of the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

It has no hope of success.

'However, rebellion is impossible, but…… rectifying chaos and restoring order?' Fengxi stroked his chin, Xia Ji ba randomly thought about something, letting his mind wander, 'That's another matter.'

'If the Ancestral Witches' group internally develops a rift, splitting into two factions…… the side I side with would at least have the votes of six Ancestral Witches……'

'At that moment, the cries of the lower-level Wu army suddenly become important, possibly becoming the final chip that tips the balance!'

Six Ancestral Witches versus six Ancestral Witches, peak forces canceling each other out—it's time for the foot soldiers to appear and save the world!

At that time, the victorious side would naturally be justice…… Fengxi, who participates in it, would naturally be a great hero of rectifying chaos and restoring order.

Is that possible?

Perhaps.

'Di Jiang, Goumang, Zhurong, Goushou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Houtu, Qiángliáng, Zhu Jiuyin, Tiānwú, Xizi, She Bishi—together the Twelve Ancestral Witches.'

'The mythological legends passed down in my era of spacetime, the deities under the Five Directional Heavenly Emperors of the Yan and Huang orthodox sacrifices are Houtu, Zhurong, Goumang, Goushou, Xuanming—these five Ancestral Witches. Moreover, Gonggong also left a vivid stroke, praised through the ages.'

'As for the remaining six Ancestral Witches—Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Qiángliáng, Tiānwú, Xizi, She Bishi—their deeds are scarcely recorded!'

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin are relatively better known; the other four? Rarely heard of.

'Just right, six versus six!'

'Such a stark contrast truly makes me uneasy!'

Fengxi let out a soft sigh from the bottom of his heart: 'If the Ancestral Witches erupt in conflict and division…… what exactly does this situation mean in terms of who wins and who loses?'

'At the most critical moment, what kind of choice will I face again?'

He had a headache.

After all, Fengxi's current favorable start, finding an opportunity to lead and gather hundreds of thousands of Wu Clan members, is thanks to Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu, who inadvertently gave him the chance.

If it weren't for his special driver position, making him the sole person currently detached from the group, where would he get the opportunity to unite people through interests?

He dare not be like those miserable teammates, honestly staying in the military camp arranged for them in the Phoenix Resting Mountain Range.

How could it be like now?

——Don't move from your spots, watch me Fengxi, go pull out a money tree for you!

As the saying goes, the times make heroes.

One coincidence after another creates special circumstances, allowing some individuals to stand out.

Fengxi's wisdom and ability, among these hundreds of thousands of Wu Clan members, cannot be said to be absolutely first; many can match him shoulder to shoulder.

But thanks to fate and coincidence, he became the most handsome guy!

'My head is big!'

Fengxi let out a long sigh, shook his head, and threw those chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

'Forget it.'

'The days ahead are still long; I'm just a small shrimp now, no need to worry about factional struggles…… as cannon fodder, one must have the awareness of cannon fodder.'

'When I one day attain the Great Luo Dao and qualify to be a player, then I'll consider these!'

'Now…… making money is most important!'

Fengxi staggered along, following the route indicated on the map, heading to the location where the Wu Clan's ceremonial guard was stationed.

There, his teammates had long been staring eagerly.

The wealth amassed by hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortals was solemnly entrusted to Fengxi's hands.

Those pairs of earnest, expectant gazes made Fengxi feel immense pressure.

"Brother Feng…… you must absolutely not drop the chain." Someone gazed wistfully, "All of our family property is in here."

"If it's gone……"

"Hehe……"

Fengxi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcefully patted his chest, making a 'thump-thump' sound, "You can rest assured!"

"Even if I lose it, the wealth belonging to everyone will absolutely not be lost!"

……

Bearing everyone's expectations, Fengxi began to speed wildly.

A plan, grasped in his hands.

The optimized route, passing through the market to purchase traded goods…… everything has already been planned by the Wu Clan experts proficient in this field.

All Fengxi needs to do is implement these!

"Phoenix grass, life-and-death flower, wutong wood…… special products of the Phoenix Clan……"

Muttering under his breath, Fengxi felt that there had never been a time busier than now.

He must finish this work before the two Ancestral Witches and Xihuang and Nüwa conclude their secret cooperation plan, deciding to leave this place beforehand.

This period could be long or short.

But Fengxi, he has no qualification to gamble.

After endless days and nights of toil and labor, finally……

He had completed ninety percent.

Countless data flowed and settled in his brain; after experiencing too many rounds of bargaining in a short time, Fengxi felt a bit dazed.

"No…… I need to rest a while."

"If you keep busy and busy, eventually dying from overwork, what's the use of earning more money?"

Finding a good excuse for himself, Fengxi lay down right there…… This place is a secluded valley, with lofty green mountains, tranquil and peaceful, very effective at soothing travelers' fatigue.

As for this person…… once he lies down, he doesn't really want to get up.

Even knowing there's still a little bit of work left, he still has to dawdle for a while.

"Let me rest a moment…… let me rest a bit longer……"

Fengxi lay on the grass, eyes slightly closed, seeming about to fall asleep directly.

But just as he was about to discuss some life matters with Zhou Gong, a hiss sounded.

"Hiss!"

The innate soaring serpent at his waist moved on its own, its body tensing sharply and rising up!

It shot cold light from its eyes, spread its wings, hissing, awakening its entrusted master.

"What's the situation?"

Fengxi reluctantly sat up, his face grim, glancing askance at the soaring serpent with a hostile look.

If it couldn't give him an explanation, then Fengxi would have to give it one.

"Hiss…… hiss!"

The soaring serpent trembled, its head pointing toward a direction, nodding frantically, looking very impatient.

Saliva dripped from its mouth…… making Fengxi feel embarrassed.

"Glutton…… why are you so excited?" Fengxi covered his face, somewhat speechless…… his innate spirit's behavior made him firmly oppose the saying "the object resembles its master."

However, in the next moment.

A refreshing fragrance reached Fengxi's nose, making him almost drunk, sinking and lost.

With great effort, using immense willpower to suppress his mind, Fengxi no longer stared critically at the soaring serpent…… inhaling that fragrant aroma, he felt his life source stir; even without knowing the origin, he understood it was absolutely beneficial to him.

No wonder the soaring serpent was so excited, it almost wanted to rush out directly.

"Immortal medicine? Holy fruit? Divine brew? Oddity?"

Fengxi's brain raced, and at the same time he nimbly climbed up, communicating with his innate soaring serpent to lock onto the direction of the fragrance and pursue it.

"What great speed." As he chased, Fengxi's expression shifted——the source moved too fast, he could barely keep up!

Along the way, he had seen many other beings similarly attracted, but with short legs and slow speed, he could only despairingly stop, feeling the fragrance completely vanish from his nose.

"Good, good…… I have painstakingly cultivated the art of fleeing for many years, and even received pointers from Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu, attaining some accomplishment in the way of space."

"As long as Taiyi and Daluo don't appear, in terms of speed, who should I fear?"

Fengxi's fighting spirit rose, "Moreover, I still have help!"

"Quick, give me your wings to wear, help me speed up!" He patted the soaring serpent's head, after its dissatisfied muttering, he obediently spread its wings.

——The Wu Clan is not merely a people who can only stand on the earth!

In the sky, they can also exert top-tier combat power, with astonishing speed!

After all, they all have innate spirits…… either a dragon or a soaring serpent, each extraordinary.

At this moment, the soaring serpent's wings fluttered, following Fengxi's intent along the spatial trajectory, while his feet never stopped, employing the "shrink ground to an inch" technique, causing speed to surge again.

Finally, after a period of pursuit, Fengxi approached the source of the fragrance.

——A strange black-and-white beast, with four short little legs, sprinting wildly across the land.

In its mouth, it still clutched a fruit.

The scent that stirred Fengxi's heart and spirit came from this fruit!

Fengxi's expression turned strange the moment he saw the target clearly.

If he wasn't mistaken.

It was a……

"Wolf?"

"Or a dog?!"

"I actually really want to admit it's a wolf."

"But this flashy black-and-white color, this wise and dignified visage…… no matter how you look, it resembles a draft of a wolf."

Fengxi's spirit fell into a state of extreme turmoil.

The target has been locked.

Should he rob it?

Or should he not rob it?

This concerns his dignity; he must think seriously!

"If it ever gets out…… stealing food from a wolf's mouth sounds not bad."

"But stealing food from a dog's mouth, I……"

Fengxi somewhat wanted to just leave.

But that tempting fragrance kept luring him, making him instinctively follow.

The body is honest.

"Stealing dog food does sound bad to say." Suddenly his eyes lit up, "but I could consider investigating…… where exactly did this dog get the fruit it's holding?"

Rubbing his fists, wiping his palms, Fengxi had made up his mind inwardly; silently his form merged with the earth, covertly tracking.

Suddenly he felt that the sprinting wolf-draft's footsteps had stopped.

Between faint and indistinct, Fengxi heard the sound of water, as if a great river was rushing.

He didn't bother with all that…… After moving from underground to a good place to strike, he sprang up in an instant.

"Now!"

"Yes, exactly now." A warm, deep voice sounded at the same moment, carrying a hint of smile.

Fengxi only saw, a stick flashed before his eyes, then……

He then knew nothing at all.

(End of chapter)