Chapter 607: Purging the List, Luring and Trapping!

Just... like this!

Houtu made a vague gesture, and a faint qi fortune channel appeared on Fengxi, whose face was twisted.

This is Yan Emperor Fengxi, the channel for raising his corpse daughter—the girl—already had karmic ties in the dark.

Now, under Houtu's finger, this karma blurred and twisted, gradually becoming a dubious special familial relationship—enough to deceive many outsiders unaware of the truth!

"Huh? This is going more smoothly than I imagined," Nüwa muttered, "Your affinity with me seems pretty high."

She muttered doubtfully, then after thinking, she tentatively attributed it to Fengxi's trust and loyalty toward her, thus lowering the difficulty in the dark.

"Hmm... this way, I doubt anyone could figure out the trick here."

Nüwa shook her head, cast aside her confusion, and gave Fengxi some pointers: "Even though he's my brother, the previous human emperor you served—the Qing Emperor—has a fifty percent chance of being fooled even without his knowledge."

"Of course, to avoid exposure, when you use Houtu's identity, try to have as little contact with him as possible."

"Nüwa let out a sudden soft sigh: 'He knows me too well... If you open your mouth in front of him, he'll instantly realize you're pretending.'"

"..." Fengxi fell silent, unable to bear exposing a certain fact.

——How could we possibly avoid dealing with him?

Who knows how many eyes and ears the Great Sage Fuxi has among the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

Like that Di Jiang!

That's a big problem!

"Nüwa, I really have no idea," Fengxi sighed inwardly, "Put yourself in my shoes—my sister went off to start a business; as her brother, could I really rest easy?"

Not stationing enough people inside, or even going in disguise myself... that would be unthinkable!

Sigh... the Lady herself has demonized the Great Sage Fuxi too severely in her heart, intensifying the hostility between us and overlooking a brother's earnest care for his sister.

One misstep, and every step goes wrong!

Fengxi mourned silently for Nüwa.

After mourning, he remained silent and did not reveal the truth.

After all, reality is already harsh enough; let the child keep at least a beautiful dream.

What good would exposing the truth do?

Besides undermining Nüwa's confidence and fighting spirit, it wouldn't be of much use.

What should we do, or rather how should we do it... It's impossible to say, "Let's shift the main contradiction with the Heavenly Court to attack the secondary one, the Great Sage Fuxi!"

Thus, staying true to our original intent and continuing to strive is more appropriate.

Thinking it over, Fengxi should, while disguised, listen and watch more, speak less, and never violate the persona of a divine being like the ancestral witch Houtu.

"That's good." Houtu nodded satisfied, "This plan is thorough; it might even send a few Yao Marshals packing and deal a heavy blow to the Heavenly Court's main base."

She glanced at the somewhat doubtful Fengxi and reassured, "You don't need to panic either; everyone knows my situation—I'm crushed under layers of mountains, so it'll be hard for me to personally take the field anytime soon."

"So, fighting generally won't fall to you; you just need to hold the rear."

"Even managing the Wu Clan's daily affairs from the rear doesn't need to worry you; I have countless avatars—just pull one out and it'll do."

"Your duty is to use the power of Taiyi to cover for me, telling both enemies and allies that my remaining main forces are always right here!"

Having said that, Houtu's ancestral witch tone turned desolate: "Sigh, I'm also ashamed—over the years, my troops have been heavily infiltrated; I don't know how many of them harbor ill intentions."

"This has forced me to act against my conscience, even deceiving my comrades."

Morals decline day by day.

People's hearts are treacherous.

Nüwa was driven to this last resort, having no other choice.

"Don't worry, Lady... believe the other ancestral witches; afterward they'll surely understand your difficulties." Fengxi managed to say.

"Hopefully." Houtu shook his head, "Right, even though you're posing as me, you won't be idle—given your superficial strength, I want to hand over the entire Wu Clan and human race's intelligence system to you, though opposition will be strong."

"Like that Di Jiang, who has meddled from within."

Houtu casually struck Di Jiang the ancestral witch, making Fengxi understand his position and know who his future political rival would be.

"Because we lack personnel, I will naturally assume command of that system... but in reality, it will be you, posing as me, who actually runs it."

"During your term, keep an eye on certain personnel..."

Houtu rummaged around, finally took out a list, and handed it to Fengxi: "These are the divinities on this list; I suspect they harbor ill intentions and want to scheme against me."

Fengxi took it, glanced, and his heart almost skipped a beat.

Because the names he saw were truly shocking.

Who are they?

First on the list.

Lingbao Tianzun!

Zhunti Ancient Buddha!

Minghe Demon Ancestor!

The leaders of Dao, Buddhism, and Demon are all listed!

And that's not the end—behind each of those two names is a small note: the trustworthiness of the Dao lineage is questionable!

"In other words, this is as good as dead—it indicates that Morality Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Jieyin Tianzun might not be innocent... at most they could be pretending!"

And in fact...

These notes are indeed correct!

Fengxi's mouth twitched; he didn't know what to say.

——Five Yun Dao Lords, with three Yun Dao Lords on the suspect list—this opening is an outright bloodbath!

After a brief bout of doubting life, Fengxi's heart swelled with great confusion.

——This shouldn't be happening!

When the Five Movements Dao Lord was plotting in secret, everyone was sneaking about—how could the Lady Nüwa possibly have found out?

"Which link went wrong?"

Fengxi kept reflecting.

"Did someone betray the organization? No…… Five people were marked as three parties, leaving only me and Rahu!"

"I haven't betrayed myself; Rahu is already cold, and he's still occupying a spot in the Zhu Xian Sword Formation."

"Where is the problem? Where did they make a mistake?"

After fruitless contemplation, Fengxi could only temporarily suppress his confusion and continue flipping through.

Upon another look, Fengxi's eyelids began to twitch wildly.

——Di Jiang Zu Wu appeared on the list!

Also accompanying him was a Qiángliáng Ancestral Witch.

Fengxi was speechless.

Even Di Jiang was written on the suspicion list…… and this person indeed has a problem, a big one!

For a moment, Fengxi was very curious about the origin of this list from Lady Nüwa.

This list almost covered most of the layouts known to Fengxi of the Great Sage Fuxi, its value being truly substantial.

But Fengxi looked left and right, and didn't feel…… that this could be conjured up by Lady Nüwa relying solely on her own abilities.

After all……

If Nüwa could investigate to this extent, what's the point of wasting words with him, Fengxi?

She would simply shout for someone to seize him, this Feng person!

"This list's origin is doubtful…… Could it be that the Lady is just randomly guessing? She writes down whoever she dislikes, hitting two sticks whether there are dates or not."

Fengxi originally did not want to think that way.

But occasionally, a sudden inspiration flashed the behavior of the Jingwei bird in his mind, and he hesitated.

Hey!

One really can't say for sure!

Holding a disrespectful thought, Fengxi tentatively asked Houtu, "Lady…… did you get this list wrong?"

"So many people bear ill will toward you? I think your relationships…… can't be that bad?"

Houtu fell silent for a moment, as if organizing her words, then after a while spoke, "Cough cough…… you forgot so quickly?"

"How many Taiyi Great Powers were involved in the previous siege and slaughter of the girl?"

"Such a lineup could not possibly have appeared out of nowhere!"

"One radish, one hole!"

"The suspects are just these few; they can't escape!"

"After my repeated deliberation and screening, I have preliminarily identified these targets…… they may not necessarily be the murderers who plotted to harm the girl, but vigilance cannot be lacking."

Houtu raised the girl's card, which can dispel all doubts.

Upon hearing this, Fengxi's doubtful thoughts largely dissipated, his eyes turning cold: "Alright, I understand."

"I will investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Excellent!" Seeing that she had successfully bluffed past, Houtu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, some things are easy to do.

But how to speak of it outwardly?

Or does Nüwa still need to explain, saying that she, as the Wu leader, for this list not only painstakingly staged a self-directed performance, bestowed a title upon the girl, and afterward was chased like a mad dog by someone for a long time, almost unable to escape?

Although the obtained list is worth its value, it has caused some people to start being on guard, to prevent future pitfalls.

But this process…… is embarrassing!

What kind of look will her subordinates give her?

To avoid an awkward atmosphere, simply let this matter not happen.

Nüwa feigned calm to change the subject, "Right."

"You came to visit me this time; is there something major?"

"Indeed there is a major matter." Fengxi solemnly said, "The Heavenly Court has dispatched troops, the Underworld is in turmoil; I have come to see you to pacify the netherworld affairs and secure the rear."

"Is it a problem of the Underworld?" Nüwa frowned, "That is indeed not to be taken lightly."

"The Heavenly Court side had long harbored schemes, yet they really dealt me an unexpected blow."

"The concept of samsara in the Underworld was originally my Wu Clan's strategy to win over the lower levels of the Demon Race…… but now, suddenly, the offense and defense have reversed, and the Heavenly Court has come to meddle."

"At critical moments, they can also be ruthless."

Nüwa sighed, "When the pig is fattened, they just start killing, sending the conflict into the Underworld."

"Then they try to block the samsara process, especially the rebirth of the strong clans, aiming to damage the Underworld's reputation."

"After several rounds, this is to accumulate resentment and build momentum…… they are bolstering the edge of the future Slaughter-Witch Sword!"

"Damaging the Wu Clan's reputation, destroying the Wu Clan's path…… if words fail to produce results, resentment arises."

"Now, every bit of accumulated resentment will become a bit of ferocity for the future Slaughter-Witch Sword!"

Nüwa, regarding the changes in the Underworld, is also as clear as observing fire, paying utmost attention.

This is also natural.

In the past, a Pangu once stumbled on similar matters; how could she not take it seriously?

Drawing lessons, with a hundred-thousandfold vigilance, she wants to resolve it.

However, the means used by the Heavenly Court, though sinister, are also an open and aboveboard yang scheme, shifting the Demon Race's problems over.

In the end, the Demon Race still occupies some advantage in the "situation."

After all, one has obtained the essence of the Heavenly Dao—Hongjun, personally certified as the orthodox of heaven and earth, and thus holds the first-mover's right!

Just give it a slight stir.

The Demon Race's problem becomes the whole Human Dao's problem... dragging people into trouble, finding scapegoats—don't let that ability be too strong!

"Precisely for this reason, we cannot let the Heavenly Court's schemes succeed." Fengxi said firmly, "They are shifting the blame, this is fear, this is escaping, they have lost the confidence to be the true pillars of the Human Dao, only wanting to inherit the glory of a more ancient era, lying on the merit list, loafing and waiting to die."

"But we humans must cut through thorns and brambles, facing difficulties head-on!"

"The contradictions of the age will ultimately require someone to step up and face them... the Demon Race chose to flee, we chose to fight!"

"The problem must be dealt with!"

"When we can bear responsibilities others cannot bear, achieve feats others cannot achieve... who else but us could be the protagonists of heaven and earth!"

Fengxi spoke each word with a pause, shaking the entire span of spacetime.

In the obscurity, the flood of the Human Dao cheered for him.

"I think so too!" Nüwa nodded with a solemn expression.

She also has sufficient responsibility and breadth, and when dealing with the difficulties of the Human Dao, she did not choose to escape.

After all, she is a sufficiently down-to-earth ancient god great sage!

As the master of the source of creation, all living beings have karma with her, and thus she is the most compassionate.

Even though she now founded the Wu Clan, it appears she is locked in a deadly struggle with the Demon Race.

But at the source, she also harbors some ideas, wanting to solve certain deeply entrenched problems.

"Just saying it is easy, doing it is hard." Nüwa sighed, "The problems of the Underworld have erupted too fiercely... even though I hold the authority to establish rules, I can barely suppress them."

"The Human Dao is still watching, and there is also the Heavenly Court sowing discord..." Nüwa gritted her teeth, "I think they have always been ready... when I can no longer suppress things here, they will raise the banner of 'freedom', launch a massive army, and occupy the cycle of reincarnation."

"At that time, my status as Houtu would lose its morality, and it would indeed be inappropriate to intervene... then it would become a dictatorship."

"But..." Nüwa suddenly laughed, "If an unknown Taiyi temporary worker jumps out, commits atrocities, and catches them off guard... then I cannot be blamed, can I?"

"This must be the work of the Demonic Path!"

Nüwa gave Fengxi a look, and Fengxi naturally understood.

He acts as a Houtu stand-in, and in fact goes to carry out a trap-and-kill operation.

One day, when the disguise is torn apart and he acts, upon seeing injustice he lets out a roar, perhaps he could overturn an entire army of the Demon Race!

"If the situation deteriorates and the Underworld cannot be saved, then let's proceed with the exchange." Regarding the gains and losses of the Underworld, Nüwa views them lightly, truly able to let go, which is moving, "Replace part of the Demon Race's main forces."

"If we cannot stop the Witch-Slaying Sword from becoming sharper, then we should break the hand that wields it!"

Nüwa's gaze instantly turned sharp.

"But, I want to try to save the Underworld." Fengxi said hesitantly, "Let's see how effective my years of defenses against the Witch-Slaying Sword have been."

"Is that what you think?" Nüwa raised an eyebrow, "That's fine."

"When you are given the status of Houtu, you can act freely..."

(End of chapter)