Chapter 558: No Choice, Rainbow Flattery

The wind was noisy, blowing so that Fengxi's mind was in turmoil, as if ten thousand alpacas were galloping.

At the same time, targeting the three big shots, to shake them……apart from the Dragon Ancestor's dish, the other two were directly the strongest chess players on the surface of this era——what a "holy shit"!

Such a big ship, stepping on one, is laborious and exhausting.

And now, Fengxi has to tread three ships……he only has two legs!

One mistake, a slip, exposed, his fate would be miserable, getting a eulogy for a "good ship".

Courting death!

Experts are among the folk, mistakes happen in the netherworld.

Fengxi asked himself——playing so big, can he bear it?

"Very dangerous!"

At once, Fengxi came up with an answer.

Walking between the three sides, he is an ally to Hongjun, a Dao enemy to the Dragon Ancestor, a confidant to Nüwa, and the three often meet……from beginning to end, there cannot be the slightest flaw, all must be nipped in the bud, only then can he barely survive to the end, along the way fanning yin wind, lighting ghost fire, letting the three big shots fight until heads are broken and blood flows, inseparable, striving for the most precious strategic advantage for humanity.

This difficulty is ridiculously huge.

Fengxi upheld the principle "sharing pain halves it", and told this "good news" to the Yinglong undergoing metamorphosis.

He is a good boss who respects human rights.

Before sending someone to do something, he will always explain clearly, so that even as a ghost, one can be an understanding ghost.

Especially, Yinglong is also an important executor of the related plan, needing to go through the motions before Nüwa and Hongjun!

Because of this, Fengxi's confidence is really low, feeling the difficulty has risen again.

——He himself steps onto the stage, the win‑lose probability is no better than fifty‑fifty.

Moreover, he can only command by spring water, letting Yinglong hold the plan and stubbornly perform the whole show?

Even if Yinglong is not simple, these years following Fengxi south and north, seeing much, gaining broad knowledge, he has inherited the true transmission of trickery.

Taking on such a big play, becoming a key supporting role……will he not cause the whole show to collapse?

Don't say Fengxi lacks confidence.

Even Yinglong lacks confidence!

Upon hearing Fengxi's relayed message, when a great burden fell upon Yinglong, he let out a mournful, miserable scream.

"No!"

This cry made listeners heartbroken, hearers tearful, too tragic.

At the same time, it actively halted its ongoing metamorphosis, began to reverse, returning to the form of a Tengshe.

——Situation, stop evolution, quickly revert!

This Yinglong chick is more timid than Fengxi.

If the demand weren't so high, just to oppose the Dragon Ancestor, it could confidently accept this job.

Adding Nüwa, playing a loyal minister……could still manage.

But now, to walk between the three sides, divide and weaken, split and crush, thereby sweeping the whole field……

Yinglong wanted to kneel to Fengxi.

This is asking for a dragon's life!

A little carelessness leads to ten thousand calamities!

"Er……puchi!"

Fengxi was originally very depressed and torn, but seeing Yinglong's posture, he instead became happy, his worries largely dispelled.

He angrily and amusingly criticized, "How can you be so timid?"

"You've lost my face!"

"Either not fear hardship, or meet difficulty head‑on!"

"Fighting heaven brings endless joy; fighting earth brings endless joy; fighting people also brings endless joy!"

"How old are you? Still so afraid of death!"

"How old am I?" Yinglong whispered, "If calculated by the Tengshe lifespan, I'm the same age as you."

"But if according to the new dragon species……I haven't even broken out of the eggshell yet!"

"Still a baby!"

"Master……"

"You demand a newborn baby to bear such a heavy mission……where is conscience? Where is justice?"

Yinglong wept blood while speaking.

Fengxi finds it hard.

Is it not hard for it?

"What's there to fear? Don't be afraid!"

"With me behind you helping, you must be full of hope for your future!"

Fengxi spoke confidently.

Unfortunately, Yinglong doesn't give face, mercilessly exposing some facts.

"So calculated, August Emperor Majesty is actually also behind you, secretly helping, the script is written, give it to you to perform……" Yinglong spouted nonsense, "Do you then have absolute confidence to win?"

"Or is it just pressure passed down layer by layer?"

"In the end, it's me who suffers, only able to bite the bullet and go to the front line, dealing with the three sides, every step walking on a tightrope……"

"Wuwuwu……" Yinglong wailed, "Earn the least money, do the most tiring work, still there's a middleman above skimming profit……"

"Once something goes wrong, maybe they'll assign me a temporary worker identity, be despised and cast off, shoulder a bunch of black pots, die unknown……"

"Even after great success, participating repeatedly in major battles, playing a decisive role, fame covering the world——what then?"

The great calamity will eventually pass, and enemies won't remain enemies forever.

Especially, there is a very special enemy here…… Lady Nüwa!

Don't look at now, but Majesty August Emperor is really pushing her to death; after that, if Fuxi the Great Sage achieves his satisfying results, will he still protect us?

Even if he shelters us, but there's only the saying 'catch thieves for a thousand days,' where's the reasoning for guarding against thieves for a thousand days? As long as Majesty August Emperor slips up once, and Lady Nüwa then flashes into view, I blink and she's right before me, gritting her teeth and smiling, looking at me, this dragon who once acted so wildly before her, full of deep meaning.

Too scary for a dragon! Yinglong said, involuntarily shuddering, frightened by the scene he imagined.

Thinking of the dragon's life, after victory I fear I cannot stay in the Heavenly Court; I must find a chance to self‑exile, only then can I hope to preserve my life… otherwise, one day my lord, you'll see me in the Heaven‑Earth Cauldron.

Perhaps Lady Nüwa will warmly invite you over, share a cup of soup, full of killing intent——you're involved with the Human Dao, so what's so awesome about that? I'll first kill your lackey, then find a chance to chop you, this traitor, to make up for my earlier blind mistake.

Yinglong has followed Fengxi for many years, subtly influenced, and also has a bit of cleverness.

Looking at some matters, he knows them deep down, and various consequences give him a premonition in advance.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer!

Not mentioning the contest between Nüwa, Hongjun, and the Dragon Ancestor, just speaking of the seniority struggle between Fuxi and Nüwa, its depth could drown many.

A bit more intense, and it's a Pangu‑scale war!

Can Yinglong not be afraid?

Its master is a spokesperson for the Human Dao, barely having confidence, able to converse with Pangu, making Nüwa frown, not to act recklessly.

This little dragon…… will really be slaughtered indiscriminately!

This is still the best case, the situation where Yinglong can act throughout.

If it collapses midway, being discovered by Nüwa, Hongjun, and the Dragon Ancestor as meddling, intentionally or unintentionally driving the three sides to fight each other to exhaustion, doing things for the Human Dao, it would stir up a tremendous movement of change in fate that is not an eternal hierarchy……

Needless to say, no place to bury the dead!

"Well……" Fengxi smacked his lips, "What you say does have some sense."

"Too bad."

"Party A's big boss gave too much, leaving me unable to refuse…… As a key member of my system, you have no other way, only a single dark path to follow."

"However…… if you have any opinions, you can speak up, I'll relay them, see if we can move Party A's dad."

"Good good!" Yinglong cheered up, "My demands aren't high, I have few opinions, just thinking——the plan devised by Majesty Fuxi is too risky, easy to mess up."

"Should we lower some risks, reduce difficulty, thereby increasing the success rate?"

"Setting up reincarnation for Lady Nüwa is no easy matter……" Yinglong said hypocritically, "All that painstaking effort, if it's wantonly ruined for no reason, wouldn't one's conscience ache?"

"Whenever I think of Lady Nüwa suffering great losses, her face sorrowful, I feel I owe her the grace of creation——it's she who let me come into this world and see the most wonderful scenery!"

"Ah!"

"Lady Nüwa, how great and holy she is!"

"For such goodness, how could we desecrate, even trample?"

Yinglong flicked a rainbow fart into the void.

Fengxi was certain.

With Yinglong's honey‑coated little mouth, even if one day Lady Nüwa truly settles accounts, he could somehow get through it completely, not ending up in the frying pan, his remaining life grim.

He's too good at talking, can't bear to kill him.

"And moreover……" Yinglong, unaware of his master's evaluation, kept proposing——after all, he's an actor, needs to fight on the front lines, naturally wanting lower difficulty, preferably foolproof operation——"Majesty August Emperor's plan is excellent, its ceiling very high."

"If successful, the gains would be boundless, the Human Dao completely autonomous and independent, never again would there be a war scene of this era's liches fiercely confronting each other."

"But the risk of failure is also great."

"Because the opposing forces are too strong."

"Once failed, the loss to Lady Nüwa's reincarnation from being framed would be immeasurably grave, most importantly there's no way to compensate from other aspects, the Pangu path nearly completely shattered……"

"This is too risky, simply taking Lady Nüwa's future as a plaything…… just for a bit of seniority, they employ such vicious means, already overstepping some boundary!"

"No longer merely sparring qi, but for mortal enemies!"

As Yinglong spoke, he became excited, eyebrows dancing.

For his own life, Yinglong burst forth with a hundred‑thousandfold of wit.

Fengxi listened, nodding from time to time.

Thereafter, just as he had previously said, he relayed it outward——he indeed did so.

He tried bargaining with Di Jiang.

"However……"

"What?" Di Jiang Zu Wu chuckled, "You think it's too risky, a slip in the netherworld is trivial, but ruining the Nüwa‑Pangu path is major?"

"Don't be afraid, don't worry."

Di Jiang wore an expression of indifference, "Regarding this, August Emperor knows the score."

"When that time truly comes, truly unable to turn back…… then it's your turn to go up."

"Me?" Fengxi stared blankly, clueless.

"Of course it's you…… not you, how could it be me?" Di Jiang calmly said, "Be confident, don't fear loss…… you can afford to lose."

"The plan's execution failed, don't wait for the creditor to come knocking, to wipe away the shame of being deceived in intellect."

"Take the initiative yourself."

"Wash yourself clean, then self‑sacrifice, mobilize the power of the Human Dao to send Lady Nüwa a final, most precious blessing…… I reckon it would fill the loss from her reincarnation being interfered with."

Di Jiang spoke lightly, making Fengxi feel like vomiting blood.

"Listen up!"

"Listen up!"

"Is this something a person would say?"

At this moment, Fengxi suddenly clearly understood Nüwa's attitude toward Fuxi, and rose up in shared hatred against him.

"Fuxi's plan, whether it succeeds or fails." Di Jiang Zu Wu spoke calmly, "Regarding the affair of Nüwa and Pangu, the human Dao may profit greatly or suffer greatly, but Nüwa will never lose."

One must admit, there is a gambling aspect—limited to Fengxi and the human Dao.

They shuttle between great victory and great defeat, extremely exciting.

But Nüwa is different.

Come drought or flood, they all set their sights on Pangu's exalted position.

If Fengxi carries out the plan successfully, he sweeps aside the Heavenly Court of the Dao Ancestor and the dragon clan of the Dragon Ancestor, then pulls the rug from under the Wu Clan—naturally a glorious victory for the human Dao; meanwhile Nüwa can ride the coattails, as the holy mother of humanity, gaining a chance to reach the pinnacle.

If Fengxi carries out the plan unsuccessfully, it's no matter—after all, he is deeply intertwined with the human Dao, an embodiment of goodwill and the will to survive, naturally representing a large part of the human Dao's subconscious. When he offers himself as a sacrifice, transferring it to Nüwa, he can always make up for the loss in the cycle of reincarnation, and can continue to contend for Pangu's exalted position.

Truly—the human Dao may gain big or lose big, but Nüwa will never lose!

Fuxi truly means well.

Indeed.

Although as an older brother he has oppressed his younger sister to the point of raising a rebel banner, deep down he still worries and cares.

It's just hard on Fengxi.

His eyes feel gritty, not tears about to spill, but sand has gotten into them.

"August Emperor Majesty, I now understand your wholehearted love and protection for Lady Nüwa." Fengxi said, his voice slightly choked, "If you hope Lady Nüwa succeeds, why not compromise a bit, choose a steadier path, to stabilize and guarantee the odds of victory?"

"For example, let the human Dao's goodwill reach an agreement with Lady Nüwa, laying bare their intentions and cooperating."

"I know well Lady Nüwa's character; her morals and conduct are top-notch among the gods, more trustworthy than most divinities, and she certainly lacks no kindness or goodwill."

"If she doesn't know the inner affairs of the human Dao, that's fine… but if she did, she would surely sympathize with the human Dao's plight, pity the fate of all living beings, and thus reach out a hand to pull the human Dao up."

Fengxi clasped his hands in the air, flattering Nüwa.

Where there are servants, there must be a master.

The Yinglong's rainbow fart is so excellent—who did he learn it from?

Naturally, it's Fengxi!

Speaking of flattery, Fengxi has a whole set of tricks.

With honey on his lips, Nüwa became the great benevolent god of the Honghuang.

"If Your Majesty could matchmake, letting the human Dao cooperate with Lady Nüwa, the odds of victory would greatly increase, and the risk would be greatly reduced……"

Fengxi's voice grew softer and softer.

Because Di Jiang Zu Wu was looking over with a gaze of affectionate pity for the mentally challenged.

Only after Fengxi fell silent did Di Jiang Zu Wu twitch the corner of his mouth.

"First, Fuxi declares—rebel flags flutter in Phoenix Roost Mountain, and in the basement Nüwa has prepared a bed for Fuxi."

"Just for this, the Fuxi faction will never bow down!"

"If we can trick Nüwa out of ten, we'll certainly not stop at nine!"

"Second, speaking frankly, cooperation has its benefits, but likewise its drawbacks."

"The ailment of the human Dao can be cured only by relying on oneself, and indeed must rely on oneself."

"Without independent courage and aspiration in spirit, what talk of practice?"

"Moreover, you should understand that some problems aren't that simple."

"Yes, Lady Nüwa's conduct is indeed trustworthy."

"But after all, she is still the master of a force, and cannot ignore the voices of her subordinates."

"She may remain steadfast and unswerving, but what about those subordinates… who can guarantee them?"

"If a thing is not done, then forget it; if done, it must be done to the best."

"If the human Dao wishes to rid itself of lingering illness and eliminate all hidden dangers, then there must be no trace of luck, and one must prepare mentally to face the whole world as an enemy."

"No one should rely on others; one must be confident, self-reliant, and self-strengthening!"

"Be the master of your own home, the lord of your own self!"

"Only by bearing the greatest risk can one reap the greatest fruits of victory!"

Di Jiang Zu Wu spoke with earnest gravity.

Fengxi wore a bitter face, nodding to show he understood.

"The young can be taught!" Di Jiang Zu Wu nodded in satisfaction, then drifted away, leaving only a faint echo: "Little fellow, I've brought the words and given you the strategy; I hope you ultimately won't disappoint me, nor disappoint the myriad beings of this vast world."

"As for Lady Nüwa, by all means, do not be soft-hearted……"

Fengxi listened, his mindset about to explode, hovering repeatedly on the brink of collapse.

With a face like everyone owed him billions, Fengxi listlessly handled the affairs at hand, made the corresponding strategic deployments, and forged ahead on the road of scheming against people.

Until Nüwa returned from negotiations, triumphant and pleased, seeing Fengxi's funereal face, she curiously asked a couple of things.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

Lady Nüwa asked, puzzled.

Fengxi twisted the corner of his mouth back and forth, but in the end could say nothing, merely sighing.

(End of chapter)