Chapter 594: Past events like smoke, the demon authority acts

Di Jun constantly thinks of the Samsara Underworld.

Day after day, he has schemed plenty, wondering how to sever the Wu Clan's arm.

The Eastern Emperor hearing this, slightly doubtful, said, "Brother, is this feasible?"

"Even if before, when we acted against Nüwa's samsara strategy, we were only playing it safe, thanks to the Dao Ancestor taking the vanguard." Taiyi raised a finger, pointing upward, indicating thanks to the Dao Ancestor charging ahead, daring great peril—

If not for this big shot shouldering the burden, forced to resist the rampaging slaughter of Nüwa, mutually clashing, both would suffer losses…… instead letting Nüwa charge into the Heavenly Court, unleashing unmatched fury, the undertaking they brothers painstakingly operated in the Demon Race would likely be smashed to smithereens!

Simply this way, the advantage goes to Hongjun, Nüwa does not take it.

"This time, without the Dao Ancestor as a target, we become the forefront beam…… this carries some risk!"

The Eastern Emperor whispered, "Moreover, the present Samsara Underworld has already passed the initial human attention and restrictions at its birth, becoming Nüwa's one-word hall, where the rules utterly favor her."

"One could say, the Underworld…… is precisely the Wu Clan's strongest point!"

"I understand all this reasoning." Di Jun smirked, "But you also need to know……"

"The Underworld is indeed the Wu Clan's strongest point, yet simultaneously its weakest link."

"Because…… it accepts all who come!"

The Heavenly Emperor's smile grew more radiant, "The strongest fortifications are often breached from within."

"Huh?" Taiyi raised his brows, initially somewhat surprised, but soon he fell into thought, as if grasping something.

"Come take a look."

Di Jun paced over to a bookshelf, pulled out a stack of dusty files, and placed them before Taiyi.

"This is……"

Taiyi patiently flipped through, raised his brows, "The history of samsara's development?"

"Not bad."

Di Jun nodded.

The data he gave Taiyi was precisely, over the long ages, the process of the Wu Clan's samsara strategy's development and evolution, compiled into files.

"Samsara was not built in a day."

Di Jun slowly said, "Don't just look at the final project, grand and magnificent, and then develop the thought that it cannot be opposed."

"That is inadvisable."

"We need to carefully dissect, break down the system…… as long as we delve deeply and meticulously, there is nothing in the world called impregnable."

"Samsara is no exception."

The Heavenly Emperor smiled, producing the oldest intelligence file, whose marked locations and keywords were none other than Kunlun, the Capital Games, and the Samsara Divine Sect.

Taiyi looked, and past memories surfaced in his mind.

"Mm…… these, I have an impression of."

The Eastern Emperor's eyes lit up.

"Back then, because of this related matter, we the Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan even staged a match!"

Taiyi recalled the past, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"At the Capital Games competition site, nobody wanted to lose…… so I had my super-evolution, you had your rule changes, black-box manipulation."

That memory was quite amusing, making many participants who knew the inside story and onlookers alike laugh and cry.

In that year, many Demon Race competitors, midway through the match, suddenly underwent species mutation and super-evolution…… Comparing their pre-competition photos with their post-competition physiques, the event staff, utterly shocked, kept asking—"Damn, is that you?"

The competitor answered—"This is me!"

The staff's mindset exploded—"Bullshit, this isn't you!"

"—You're just a rabbit; even if you super-evolve into the Lunar Jade Rabbit, I'll accept it."

"—But why did you evolve into the Room Sun Rabbit of the Twenty-Eight Mansions?"

"—Damn, is my stellar zoology not good enough?"

"—Don't you know the Room Sun Rabbit is actually of the Horse Clan? It also has an alias called the Heavenly Horse?"

The competitor spread his hands, indicating—"I say, damn, this isn't me either."

"—But when I super-evolved then, a vague voice prompted, telling me this is my post-evolution species; what could I do?"

"—I'm also quite helpless!"

"—All I can do is pinch my nose and tell others, this is me!"

"—Besides, the evolved species just happens to counter those I competed against; it's no big deal either!"

This was the Demon Race competitors' miraculous maneuver, shocking the Wu Clan and forcing a brand-new tactic.

The organizers panicked, so…… they changed the competition format!

Once the format changes, don't believe you can still win!

Lost?

No fear.

Fouls, overtime…… one shady maneuver after another arranged.

In those days, handsome faces were a dime a dozen, interesting souls myriad and strange.

Ultimately, the situation expanded, the Zhou Tian War, All-Heaven, and the two great ancient killing formations collided!

Until, the common enemy—the Dao Ancestor, whose sneaky figure was blasted out—only then did the Wu and Demon return to "friendly".

Reflecting on this past, Taiyi felt myriad emotions.

Time drifted slowly; all this seemed as if it happened just yesterday, yet also as if separated by myriad ages, like a world apart.

"Heh……" Di Jun also had some details of the past recalled, chuckling and shaking his head, "Back then at the Capital Games, there were indeed plenty of oddballs; it counts as this era's first mass breakthrough of the lower limit…… thereafter, things spiraled out of control."

"After all, that event…… was never really a proper competition."

"The Capital Games, its surface slogan, is splendid, glorious, and upright…… things like friendship first, competition second."

What? To create a friendly and beautiful era, to strengthen mutual understanding among all ethnic groups, to help realize leveraging strengths and offsetting weaknesses, to improve overall...

But in reality, its essence has long been distorted beyond recognition, becoming a window for comparing ethnic superiority and inferiority, fiercely exacerbating the contradictions among the various groups within our Demon Race.

We need to acknowledge that contradictions objectively exist; no matter how the era develops, when solving old problems, new problems will also arise, becoming new obstacles.

Change is the ultimate truth of the world.

Xihuang thus grasped the Dao and ultimately became a generation's Pangu.

The Sports Meet catered to this trend; thus, attaching to it, the evil way that formed—the Reincarnation Divine Sect—became a scourge.

This so-called sect is precisely the earliest emerging, formal activity related to reincarnation; it is an underground organization!

Taking the soon-to-abdicate Human Emperor as the planner at that time, using the shell of hosting the Sports Meet, they carried out the so-called output of the reincarnation concept.

The Reincarnation Divine Sect forever looks forward to new problems for our Demon Race, strongly criticizes, gathering too many dissatisfied individuals with reality, easily resonating.

Di Jun shook his head, "Exactly therefore, this organization's vitality is the most tenacious; no matter what, it cannot be completely eradicated."

No matter where, even if repeatedly banned, they can rise from the ashes, possessing great assimilative appeal... They emphasize, believe in reincarnation, get a good rebirth!

Moreover, they cite many examples, loudly proclaiming the gaps between ethnic groups, such as 'Born into an inferior ethnic group, you strive a lifetime yet cannot touch the starting point of another ethnic group's birth,' therefore 'Better to believe in my reincarnation, spread the ideology, recruit members, earn merits, and in the next life I will guarantee you a good rebirth'... and so on.

And don't even get me started.

Such fallacious rhetoric, paired with sufficiently stimulating propagation methods, over the years the Reincarnation Divine Sect has repeatedly persisted despite bans, becoming a major scourge for our Demon Race.

After all, the background of the Reincarnation Divine Sect lies far outside the Demon Race, being manipulated by the Wu Clan... What good intentions could they be hiding?

They always find ways to divert and expand the scope of attack... Starting from reincarnation, they first attack the wealth gap among our Demon Race's ethnic groups, describing the oppression of the strong over the weak, then elevate the theme to attack the system of the Heavenly Court.

In short, it's—no matter how many mistakes, they are all the fault of the Heavenly Court!

They exhaust all means just to add obstacles here for us.

Is that so... Brother, you've really had a tough time these years." Taiyi said solemnly.

"Ha..." Di Jun chuckled, "Not difficult! Not difficult!"

"What difficulty do I have? I haven't invested much thought into this issue, haven't exhausted my efforts thinking about how to eradicate it, to go against the public's rebellious psychology... I'm not stupid!"

"Ah?!" Taiyi was shocked and bewildered, "Brother, you... you didn't manage it?"

"Of course!" Di Jun smiled faintly, "Otherwise, even though the Reincarnation Divine Sect's vitality is sufficiently tenacious, if I launch a heavy-handed crackdown, I could still suppress it somewhat."

"For example, borrowing from the tactics the gods used when the demonic path rose in the past... A problem, as long as it is raised to a sufficient height, is actually not difficult to suppress."

"Treat those who believe in reincarnation as an extremely evil organization to strike—monitoring, reporting, investigation, collective punishment... and so on; as long as thought dares to slip, there are always more methods than difficulties."

"But after thinking it over, this can treat the symptoms but not the root cause, so I discarded it."

Di Jun let out a light sigh.

"Then... Brother, have you found a method to treat the root cause?" Taiyi asked curiously.

"Perhaps." The Heavenly Emperor pondered, "If taking the final interpretive authority over the Reincarnation Underworld as the problem's goal, I have laid out arrangements for a long time, vaguely counting as being able to treat the root."

"However, if taking as the goal 'that all people need not rely on the next life, but stand self-reliant in this life'?"

"That is still far off."

Di Jun was very composed.

His ability to treat the root extends only to control over reincarnation.

As for what truly needs to be eradicated—the disappointment of mortal beings with this life and their reliance on the next life?

Cannot be done.

At least for now, it cannot be done.

Being far off is not scary; we can walk step by step, bit by bit to approach." Taiyi then comforted his brother, "If we can defeat the Wu Clan, we naturally have countless time to trial and error, repeatedly correcting mistakes on the path.

"Indeed... I think the same." Di Jun nodded, "The road must be walked step by step; we cannot be overly hasty."

So, during these years when the Reincarnation Divine Sect raged and spread, I planted many mines... The good thing is, those mines, the Wu Clan have swallowed about seventy or eighty percent.

Now, it is also time to cast the net.

"What kind of mines?" Taiyi inquired.

"Just some ambitious individuals." Di Jun said leisurely, "Regarding the Reincarnation Divine Sect, I have struck it... but many times, it's been selective striking."

"I haven't used enough thought to completely eradicate this organization... Indeed, if not for fearing leaving too many traces, being discovered by the other side as improper, I actually wouldn't want to strike at all."

"Not only do I not strike, I also have to support it!"

"Support?" Taiyi glanced askance.

"Yeah... support!" Di Jun's mouth curled slightly, "Who made the Reincarnation Divine Sect's propaganda gimmick so able to tug at people's hearts?"

"However, the very real problem is... actually, these gimmicks cannot be fully realized."

"Or rather, they can be realized, but at least in installments."

"To deal with such an organization, the best method is to make it mature quickly... Oppression, on the contrary, easily lets them establish a sufficiently mature platform, growing through repeated flesh-and-blood tribulations, ultimately becoming utterly uncontrollable."

"Sacrifice is a kind of greatest power, also the strongest resonance, surpassing all propaganda and words."

Di Jun sighed emotionally.

Taiyi suddenly understood, "So, brother, you haven't carried out too harsh a strike, wearing down..."

"No... striking, still needs to be done, but requires selection?"

Taiyi's comprehension is not lacking; he is also a promising sprout, having grasped some subtleties from Di Jun's words.

"Strike those who are down-to-earth, those who strive to reform unequal talents among ethnic groups... indulge those with refined, purely selfish aims, who for their own eternal continuation will stop at nothing?"

"Selectively indirectly manipulating the Reincarnation Divine Sect, letting it grow yet become bloated, mighty in momentum, yet twisted from the root?"

"When reincarnation truly materializes, the underworld truly descends... then puncture this hollow giant, breaking it from within to dismantle the justice of reincarnation?!"

"Excellent!" Di Jun was very pleased, "Little brother, you have great talent!"

"If carefully nurtured, it's not difficult to reach my level."

"Not bad." The Heavenly Emperor paced, "Fire arises from wood; calamity will surely be overcome!"

Playing with people's hearts will eventually backfire upon those hearts.

The Wu Clan established the Reincarnation Divine Sect to attack hearts and undermine the foundation of the Demon Race.

Little do they know, the gains are huge, and the risks are equally massive!

Before the reincarnation system was completed, this bait lay before them, still able to mobilize the enthusiasm of countless beings.

Now, the reincarnation system has been completed!

It's time to distribute the profits!

Can the Wu Clan guarantee a fair distribution? That's the question!

If there's the slightest mishap, this fire of reincarnation will burn them themselves!

"Fair! Fair! Or still fair!" the Heavenly Emperor sneered, "Our Demon Race faces this trial; now it's the Wu Clan's turn to answer the same question!"

I have repeatedly arranged things, sending large numbers of ill-intentioned personnel into the middle tier.

Furthermore, I have spread special rhetoric, constantly influencing and infecting them, turning them unknowingly into a blade in my hand!

When this blade strikes, it harms reincarnation and shatters fairness!

This is a blade of 'freedom'!

Di Jun smiled, yet it made people's hair stand on end, a chill without cold.

"To uphold ghost rights... the relevant institutions should also appear!"

The Heavenly Emperor looked down upon the Underworld.

"While alive, one was a servant."

"After death, arriving at the family's territory... shouldn't one become one's own master once?"

(End of chapter)