Chapter 59

The world is harsh, people's hearts are vicious!

There are always troublemakers who want to harm me!

His inner emotions turned into subtitles, constantly scrolling and rolling in Fengxi's brain.

A prolonged period left him barely able to maintain his bright smile, hovering on the edge of collapse.

Now, at this very moment.

Fengxi suddenly felt nostalgic for the time he once spent in the Wu Clan's main base.

Back then, the earnings were meager, basically a dead-end wage—doing tasks assigned by the ancestral witches and great witches, with pay distributed according to labor.

The more work you do, the more contribution points you earn.

If you want more resources, you have to sweat more.

But the advantage was stability and tranquility, without having to battle wits and strength with others.

Now, Fengxi is unwilling to remain ordinary, wanting to strike it rich… He also seized the opportunity, a great favorable chance given by Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu through a twist of fate, and got off to a great start with the wind at his back.

But the strange phenomenon of societal beatings and vicious hearts also wrapped itself around him!

Look at the people surrounding Fengxi!

How resourceful and scheming are they?

For Fengxi's newly founded business alliance, everyone rushed to offer ideas and strategies; in a very short time, they pulled that makeshift troupe onto a proper track, drafting thousands upon thousands of future development plans.

These plans almost covered every possible and impossible future, devising detailed and comprehensive countermeasures, using all their abilities to expand this business alliance.

Including but not limited to——

How, after concluding diplomatic operations and returning to the main base, should we recruit new blood for the Wu Clan, strive to operate and expand our forces, unite all the lesser witches of the Wu Clan, and rally people's hearts?

When the Lich Great Tribulation erupts later, whether it be hot war or cold war… the two major camps blockade each other; how then can we carry out covert smuggling work in such difficult times?

……

And so on, and so on.

Watching the various policies passed by anonymous vote, Fengxi's smile was very "happy".

Not an ordinary "happy".

After the careful planning of those several hundred "wise talents," the business alliance he founded single-handedly may have a rough road ahead, but the future will surely be bright, with huge profits!

——if he can maintain control all the way to the end.

"If it weren't for the timely boost from the great sage Fuxi..." his gaze deep and unfathomable, "I might end up messing up completely later on."

Wearing tinted glasses, Fengxi saw a different world.

Thus, he saw through the malicious intentions behind the enthusiastic schemes offered by those several hundred "wise talents".

"Each and every one of them is digging a pit!"

"Using the pretext of benefiting the business alliance, using the pretext of putting the entire force's development on the right track, using the pretext of being able to better attract talent in the future…"

Looking at the freshly minted regulations, he found them glaringly offensive.

"For long-term planning, our alliance should be fair, just, and open…"

"Every witch who joins is one of us and should be treated equally…"

To motivate each member's ambition and drive to contribute to the organization, we should reasonably tally and calculate each witch's contribution value, and when selecting positions, prioritize ranking by the size of that contribution value.

Note: Contribution value should be calculated over a fixed time period.

This not only gives newcomers motivation to advance, but also drives those in power not to rest on past laurels… let our alliance become ever more prosperous!

Each sentence, spoken under the pretext of benefiting the alliance, looked to Fengxi like every word and phrase was full of malice toward him.

"This is the rhythm to topple me from my current leadership position!" he sighed deeply in his heart.

Right now, Fengxi's rise is entirely due to the circumstances, which provided his first pot of gold.

But what after this diplomatic path is finished?

When the backing of those great Luo trumpeters exerts force, a little benefit 'unintentionally' shows from their fingertips, giving the trumpet's contribution value in the alliance a super boost… in moments it could blow away Fengxi's ranking!

Don't think this is impossible.

Just look at the effect of Kong Xuan sending a peacock feather, and you'll know.

Those trumpeters go out to do business; on the surface it's because they're eloquent, so they bring in a big deal for the alliance… but who knows what kind of connections are secretly being used?

Poor me, Fengxi, weak and alone… I have no backing, so I can only rely on myself for anything!

In this vast Honghuang, a gust of wind or wave can easily bring the risk of shipwreck and death.

Fengxi felt sorrowful, with a bit of self-mockery.

Once, he pondered—holding the business alliance, linking the lesser witches, whether he should later stir up winds and waves within the Wu Clan, even participate in the power struggles among the ancestral witches?

But now, the cold reality tells him—he might have overthought things!

Perhaps, the efforts and work he is doing now are all being prepared for someone else!

Fengxi recalled his past life and some history—among the heroic uprisings of dynasties past, shouting for dynastic overthrow, in those great acts of changing heaven and earth, how many of the original initiators ended up reaping the final victory?

They were merely paving the way for the king, clearing the path for the true dragon!

Sure, the clumsy bird flies first, but the gun also shoots the bird that sticks its head out first.

Fengxi sorted out his thoughts clearly, seeing the difficulties and obstacles ahead.

Suddenly, he chuckled inwardly, thinking of something amusing.

Perhaps my situation like this has already befallen some tragic mighty beings?

Fengxi recalled the information he knew.

In the previous Great Calamity, the gods rose, yet were crowned with the names of dragon and phoenix.

The dragon ancestor and phoenix ancestor, the founders of the two great powers!

But in the end, each one of them fell into obscurity…… instead, other divinities, with their mouths full of oil, became the big winners, sitting as bankers in this era, opening the game and enjoying themselves.

"Perhaps back then, the leaders of the two major dragon and phoenix camps, faced with a pile of internal troubles within their own forces—each either an innate deity or someone lining their own pockets, or harboring rebellious thoughts—were about to have their brains explode."

"In the end, Rahu Demon Ancestor easily collected heads, while his subordinate 'capable generals' mostly remained unharmed… this, too, should be an unsurprising situation."

"Looking back at history, there is nothing new under the sun, only one similar cycle after another."

"Thinking this way, constantly self-consoling, Fengxi calmed his mind."

"Even great divine adepts have stumbled—what more me?"

"While luck is on my side, I'll frantically gather resources and boost my cultivation… as for what comes later, we'll see."

"This business alliance, with so many enthusiastic Great Luo Trumpets participating and eyeing the leadership seats… might be a hot potato!"

"Fengxi faintly sensed something amiss, catching a whiff of danger."

"Imagining a possible confrontation and game among the ancestral witches… he gained some insight."

"This position isn't so easy to sit in."

"Now stepping forward, there are hundreds of Great Luo Trumpets openly eyeing the position, and the number hidden in the dark, waiting to act, is unknown."

"Many want to vie for this position… perhaps there's some key he doesn't know involved."

"He, Fengxi, this little witch without even half a backing, if he doesn't want to one day choke on water, choke on his breath, or trip and die… better to tread carefully."

"Hope those great divine adepts' alt Trumpets don't have such poor table manners…"

"Want a position? You can buy it from me… then I'll find a chance to auction it off—wouldn't that be good for you, good for me, good for everyone?"

"If you let me die accidentally, but I'm still not dead…"

"Then I'll just have to say sorry!"

"Fengxi's eyes flashed a cold light—'Let's part ways!'"

"Directly apply to the ancestral witches for oversight, letting the twelve elders directly intervene and control… let's blow up this dinner table!"

"……"

"A thousand considerations, a hundred schemes."

"Fengxi superficially nodded along with 'uh-huh, ah-ah' to each Great Luo Trumpet harboring ill intentions who submitted their plans, while in fact his mind had already flown somewhere else."

"He was very worried about his future safety, yet he absolutely did not worry about the alliance's current development."

"Although it seems there are many Great Luo who would sacrifice him to heaven… but… with so many Great Luo Trumpets, they also keep each other in check."

"Indeed, the attention they pay to each other can be far greater than what they devote to Fengxi."

"After all… Fengxi is just an ordinary, pure little witch—what's there to worry about?"

"If not for a stroke of luck, probably no one would even remember his name!"

"The opponent of a Great Luo is only another Great Luo!"

"Trumpets are the same!"

"They focus on their own kind, practically wanting to pull out a magnifying glass to examine flaws… under such circumstances, the plans they devise are all very painstaking."

"——to avoid criticism and rising to power by stepping on others' heads."

"With so many far-sighted subordinates offering strategies, Fengxi isn't worried at all about the alliance's development."

"Moreover, in the short term he doesn't have to worry about being overturned… his seat remains quite stable."

"Before completing the diplomatic path, Fengxi, the overall head of trade, still enjoys the support of those hundreds of thousands of little witches unaware of the perilous situation."

"That's their purse—whoever touches it, whoever gets anxious!"

"'The road ahead is unfathomable…'"

"Fengxi had processed 1,372 documents, his eyelids drooping, blocking the cold light flashing in his eyes."

"Suddenly, a throb passed over his heart, making him start."

"Then he swiftly turned around, looking toward the supreme Daoist hall on Phoenix Perch Mountain."

"There, a holy dharma manifestation appeared, the Great Dao illuminated the heavens, shaking the eight wildernesses and six unions."

"The representatives of the witch and demon races holding closed-door negotiations came out!"

"They ended the meeting, meaning they had reached a result."

""What will the result be?" Fengxi felt some worry, "If the talks go well, perhaps the great war could be delayed by 1,800,000 years… if they go badly, the flames of war will be greatly accelerated!""

"As the worried thought arose, he heard the voice of Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu sound out: "Nüwa, Xihuang, it's settled then. The future era is a peaceful era, an era of development……""

""That's only right!" Xihuang laughed loudly, "May the affection between our two clans last forever!""

""Exactly!""

"The sovereign who left Fengxi with a warm, amiable impression extended his hand and summoned a black-and-white variegated strange beast, sending it forward: "Honored guests have come; now that you must leave, we ought to give you some special mementos.""

""This strange beast was achieved by my younger sister's contemplation of creation; its coloration is simple yet contains the Dao's rhythm, marvelously embodying the yin-yang principle—it is indeed extraordinary.""

""I present it to you… it could serve as a mount for riding across the world; I hope you will not refuse.""

"(End of chapter)"