Chapter 476: The world of the old Yin oppressor is terrifying!

Little sister!

On Phoenix Perch Mountain, Fuxi's expression was extremely strange; he was sizing up Nüwa, who sat (or didn't sit) before him, setting out with comfort as the top priority. She leaned back in her chair, calmly drinking tea and eating melon seeds, enjoying the beauty of human life, leisurely and content.

Not really, really not.

Fuxi let out a long sigh, "How old are you, an old maiden? Starting from a hundred million years, you should be mature and sensible... but now you're trying hard to look young, lowering your generation, just to turn the chessboard back, grasp authority over humanity, in order to deal with the Dragon Ancestor."

You're really pushing yourself!

Let me, your brother, watch this; it's truly heartbreaking!

Fuxi's visage twisted.

It was as if his pent-up, twisted emotions had reached the extreme, reflecting on his face, as if he were desperately holding back laughter, his whole body about to explode, perhaps about to burst out laughing the next moment.

Of course, listening to what Fuxi would say next, it should, perhaps... be the former?

Lowering your generation doesn't matter to you, but I've been dragged down by you too!

Xihuang reached out, rubbing his brow.

"Mind your own business!" Nüwa snorted, rolled her eyes widely, fierce: "You dare say I'm old again? Believe it or not, I'll chop you!"

"Okay, okay, you're not old, you're not old..." Fuxi chuckled, "But if I don't say it, won't others say it?"

"Now, who knows how many people are gossiping behind your back... like the Dragon Ancestor, Hongjun, Di Jun..."

"Hmph!" Nüwa gave a cold snort.

"It doesn't matter... let them mutter for a while."

"Wait until I, Pangu, succeed in the future, blade in hand, see who still dares to say another word."

Conversely.

"If I lose, even if I'm flawless my whole life, I'll be subject to various malicious speculations, forced to find faults."

That's why.

I've summed up countless historical gains and losses, and settled on one principle——

As long as you can win, does momentary integrity matter!?

Nüwa said that, paused, then continued speaking with deep meaning, 'Furthermore...'

"Lowering generation is about girls; what does that have to do with me, Nüwa?"

Nüwa wrinkled her nose proudly.

Fuxi's mouth twitched, eyebrows fluttering, "Alright... as long as you're happy."

It's hard to believe you can be so proactive, trying every way to break the situation—although it seems you're not taking the proper path.

However, I also have something to say first.

Fuxi pondered slightly, then smiled and said.

Such a risky move......

I hope in the end you won't regret it.

"Huh?" Nüwa instantly became alert, eyeing Fuxi suspiciously, "Old brother... what nasty trick are you holding back?"

"Nothing of the sort, nothing of the sort..." Fuxi leaned back, acting like a big shot, "I'm just joking."

Of course, you can also guess...

I really don't know if I'm scaring you or not.

Fuxi's smile was bright.

Nüwa first stared at him, then her eyes gradually narrowed, letting out a soft hum.

I'm not going to guess.

If one day my fist is bigger than yours, I'll wield a sandpot-sized fist and shake it twice before you, guaranteeing you'll honestly spill everything!

Who still plays mind games with you?

As the Emperor, I remain unchanged to meet all changes!

Nüwa patted her chest, 'bang bang' sounding, filled with immense vigor, looking down on ancient and modern.

"Oh..." Fuxi drew out his voice, not rebutting, merely gazing out the window wistfully, as if through the mists of ages, watching the story of the future unfold.

That might be quite an interesting scene......

Are you ready?

In the Heavenly Court, Di Jun overlooked the vast mountains and rivers, the boundless heavens and earth filling his sight.

He didn't turn back, yet he was asking his younger brother, seemingly somewhat out of the blue.

Taiyi understood instantly.

Ready.

The East Emperor took a deep breath, spirit exalted, emotions stirred and excited.

He couldn't help but be this way.

After all, they were plotting to besiege and kill two supreme masters of great divine abilities!

Such figures are easy to defeat, but to exterminate them?

Who knows how much effort must be invested.

Likewise, only the blood sacrifice of such beings can reveal the cruelty and bloodshed of this great calamity!

All the demon gods are in place; the Yao Marshals of the ten directions have received the orders.

Just wait for your order, elder brother, and we can launch the campaign to trap and slay Donghua and Hongyun!

Taiyi lowered his voice, "I just don't know... elder brother, when do you plan to act?"

"What's the rush?" Di Jun just smiled, "Stay calm, be patient."

"This…… I'm worried that delaying might bring about changes," Donghuang reminded.

"No no no," Di Jun shook his head, chuckling, "Nothing will change."

"Because…… Donghua already got in touch with me earlier."

The Heavenly Emperor, hands behind his back, paced slowly out of the highest hall of the Heavenly Court, gazing at the glittering sea of stars, "We have an understanding; each takes what they need."

"Some plot points have already been arranged."

"When to start the fight, how the process will unfold in the middle, how it will end……"

"The preparations I had you make aren't actually for Donghua to see, but for other spectators—like Cang, for him to see."

"This proves that we, the Heavenly Court, are working hard and with dedication, and that I, as the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor, am utterly determined to kill the White Emperor, sparing no effort to seize Pangu's position."

"Of course, these aren't false—because I truly do have enough killing intent toward Donghua, and I truly do want to contend for Pangu's position, but……"

Di Jun's eyes shifted, piercing through layers of time and space, locking gazes with the Grand Si Ming of the Si Ming Bureau; as their eyes met, time and space flickered, and existence cycled.

After the fleeting sharpness passed, each nodded slightly, a greeting, showing respect.

The Heavenly Emperor withdrew his gaze, gesturing to Taiyi, who watched this scene with a subtle and strange expression, "Did you see that?"

"In some matters, we're again in the same trench."

"Huh…… sigh……" Taiyi sighed inexplicably.

"In this old‑yin‑pressured world, he doesn't quite get it."

"After all, there are always some gods skilled at creating miracles and repeatedly breaking limits, helping him refresh his worldview."

He, Donghuang Taiyi, and his elder brother the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun, in the rank within the old‑yin domain, differ as greatly as Nüwa compared to Fuxi, or Lingbao compared to Yuanshi—a chasm of heaven and earth.

"It's fine as long as we don't clash head‑on."

"Once they rebel, trying to overturn the family hierarchy?"

"These younger brothers and sisters think they're dueling the opposition one‑on‑one, but actually……"

"They might even gang up on you four‑to‑one!"

"Sneaky!"

"Too sneaky!"

"Some gods are truly damn scheming, seriously raising the average conspiracy level of the Honghuang divinities, while also lowering the average integrity."

"On this point, a certain overlord of the Four Seas wholeheartedly agrees."

"So you don't need to worry about this or that…… One moment you're fretting whether the arrangements are proper, and you'll be seen through; the next you're worrying about the aftermath, and killing your own side's respected ministers for no reason will cause the populace to lose faith."

Di Jun smiled faintly, "Of course, the actions needed to cooperate with the act must still be there…… but that's just for show, aiming to look convincing."

Having said that, he flipped his hand, and a stack of golden books and jade scrolls appeared, "Here, take them."

Taiyi took it in a daze, flipping through, the corners of his mouth twitching twice.

"This…… this is evidence of rebellion? And it's so detailed?"

"That's only natural," Di Jun chuckled, "Donghua wrote it himself, so its authenticity is guaranteed, and likewise it's flawless in detail."

"Both human and material evidence are complete; it can be shown anytime."

"His reforms to date have been thorough in every respect…… but there's one thing Donghua has always kept in mind."

Di Jun paused, his tone tinged with admiration, "He failed to fully engrave it into the human Dao, to become the most fundamental pillar!"

"And what pillar could be more persuasive than the blood sacrifice of a supreme powerhouse?"

"Or the blood sacrifice of a reformer!"

"Whoever knows the law and breaks it shall be killed without exception!"

"He intends to use his blood to baptize the human Dao, to offer it as a sacrifice to all beings, a tremendous sacrifice."

"Donghua, this shows he doesn't fear death…… so I can reach an agreement with him, and he won't mind lending me a hand."

Taiyi was speechless.

After a long silence, he finally spoke softly, "You guys are really playing big…… such tacit cooperation, this routine, a spy within a spy within a spy—who are you trying to bury alive?"

"I don't know either." Unexpectedly to Taiyi, Di Jun gave that answer.

"He doesn't know!"

"Don't look at me like that," Di Jun glanced at Taiyi, seeing his confusion, "I really don't know; I plan to take it step by step."

"How? Don't you understand?"

"Never mind…… today I'll explain it clearly to you."

Di Jun extended his hand, pointing vaguely at the vast mountains and rivers.

Buzhou, Dongyi, Fengqi, Sihai, Zixiao Palace…… are all the places where the players he knows of this era reside.

"I can't deny it," the Heavenly Emperor said in a wistful tone, "Some people are truly formidable."

"Even if they're opponents on opposite sides, they can thoughtfully offer you a way you can't refuse, allowing cooperation with them in certain aspects."

"Take the Dongyi, for example."

The Heavenly Emperor let out a wistful sigh.

"Someone just handed me such a great force…… you tell me, can I refuse it?"

"I once thought of refusing…… but it's too tempting, leaving me unable to utter that 'no'."

"So I willingly jumped in."

"Even though I am the Supreme Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court."

Di Jun smiled, "From the standpoint of the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor, is it good or bad to plant such a big nail among humanity?"

"Of course it's good!"

"A hundred benefits and no drawbacks!"

"It's like holding a knife pressed to humanity's waist…… because I can at any moment make the White Emperor defect, flip to my Heavenly Court, shattering the eastern front of humanity and leaving them disadvantaged."

This is from the Heavenly Emperor's perspective.

And what about stepping out of this identity?

Di Jun looked at Taiyi and seriously advised, "This is also a way out."

It's as if back then, Hongjun invited us to join the game, granting us the position of emperor, bestowing the great righteousness of the Heavenly Dao, and establishing the Heavenly Court.

That one, with deep and far-reaching plans, stirred humanity's great will and likewise threw out an olive branch.

Too tempting.

So tempting I can't refuse.

Simply put, I'm hedging my bets.

Di Jun sighed.

And when I made this choice, the situation was already set.

Likewise, it hasn't been accomplished, and we're in a fog.

Because we also don't know exactly who to pit against... we'll have to see.

This, looking at it, is actually the best.

When even we aren't sure who to pit against, how can the opponent defend?

Di Jun chuckled, "If I have no hope of Pangu, I'll cooperate with that person and become a qualified troublemaker."

If Hongjun gains the upper hand, the Five Directions Heavenly Emperors will lift the main beam, supporting the grand plan of using humanity to overthrow Heaven.

If the Wu Clan gains the upper hand, we'll suppress downward, each suppressing an ancestral Wu and giving someone a surprise.

Of course.

If I gain the upper hand, we'll forget everything else, devour the White Emperor's fat meat cleanly, and turn against people without recognition.

You guys are gambling, aren't you! Taiyi commented.

Yes, it's gambling. Di Jun nodded, but it can also be called insurance.

It guarantees the loser won't have nothing, and likewise the game rules and corresponding play have been made many times more complex.

At the same time.

That one, the August Emperor August Emperor, also used another way to remount the stage of the times.

Without actively vying for hegemony, yet by building a platform, another path to gain voice... this is a concentrated manifestation of personal prestige, strength, and courage, very worth referencing and learning.

In the zero-sum game of the Wu and Yao, walking out a path of mutual benefit and a safety net is also not easy.

Really? I don't quite believe... Taiyi thought, I feel there must be a sacrifice here.

Having been the Eastern Emperor for many years and managing many affairs, Taiyi can also see some essence.

Without sufficient sacrificial offerings, how can we comfort the spirits?

There must be an accounting.

They say breaking the rules is you, they say redistributing wealth is you... in the end, being harmonious is also you, sharing wealth is also you... what do the underlings think?

What you say is not bad. Di Jun nodded approvingly, so someone has to fill this pit and be planted miserably.

Look.

Isn't Donghua just the one who filled himself in?

Seriously counting, just him alone is still not enough.

Roughly, we also need to add two or three Taiyi to serve as backing.

In the end, we'll see who becomes such a 'lucky one'... right now, there's already someone about to be named.

Tsk... Taiyi's eyes narrowed, realizing something, Cang?

If no big problems, it should be him. Di Jun nodded, I see Donghua is quite concerned about him, even using Hongyun and Yun cultivation as bait... this is the rhythm of throwing Cang into a deadly pit.

Tsk tsk tsk... how great the enmity? how great the hatred?

As an outsider to this game, I even want to scoop a handful of sympathetic tears for him.

Then, should we give Old Dragon some hints? Taiyi asked.

That's unnecessary. Di Jun immediately shook his head, may your Dao friends die, but not your poor Dao.

Some pits, he won't fill—does that mean we have to fill them?

The Heavenly Emperor said with deep meaning.

Alright, I was naive. Taiyi sighed lightly.

He again felt a sigh in his heart.

The world of old Yin oppression is really terrifying.

Even if tears fall more, the voice during mourning is louder.

When it comes to taking action, each is more decisive than the last!

(End of chapter)