Chapter 66: Who Has the Final Say? The Time Secret Realm

"In this world, who exactly has the final say!"

In his eyes, flames of endless anger burned.

This is the fire of unwillingness, this is the fire of revenge, as if it would burn through Myriad Heavens and myriad worlds, burying the ages past and present.

……

"I, Fengxi, what a diligent, hardworking, enterprising fine young man!"

"I can't compare to those cheat-equipped, rampaging through Honghuang cheaters, who might have some crazy Great Luo standing behind them."

"I can only rely on myself... rely on my little bit of cleverness and wit, scrambling everywhere, just to speed up my growth, so I can survive in the Lich Great Tribulation."

"But even such a tiny wish... has been trampled into the dirt!"

After the case was closed, Fengxi, soothed by Houtu and returned to his little nest, each time he recalled the case deduction given by the Great Witch Herder, an endless chill welled up in his heart.

Fear, dread, all sorts of worries—everything had arrived.

This is nothing to be ashamed of.

When you realize that, like an ant, you have been targeted by a true dragon dominating the heavens... this true dragon, full of malice, stretches out a finger to crush you!

How could one not be afraid?

In Honghuang, the Great Luo is the will of heaven.

If heaven's will decrees your death, where can you go to reason?

Fengxi knows the terror and might of the Great Luo.

Before this, he had never even thought of confronting such an existence head-on.

In fact, he had already prepared—after returning to the Wu Clan and resting a few days, he would call a Business Alliance Shareholder Meeting, subtly hinting that he had lost interest in this job, intended to sell his position, hoping someone with ideas would make an offer to take over.

But unfortunately...

Such a small wish could not be fulfilled.

Perhaps some Great Luo thought he couldn't win the bidding war, so he decided to muddy the waters first.

Or perhaps some powerful enemy of the Wu Clan thought Fengxi's little life would be an excellent tool to sow discord, and so did this.

Above, any possible executor didn't even bother to ask Fengxi's opinion, viewing him as an ant and casually crushing him.

And poor Fengxi didn't even know who his enemy was, couldn't find a target to throw a punch at.

The more Fengxi looked back, the more fearful he became.

Yet in this soil of fear and dread, angry plants grew vigorously, igniting the fire of revenge!

He wants revenge!

Even if he stakes his life!

Because facts have proven that some powerful beings' schemes, cruel and ruthless... if you block their path, only cold-hearted crushing awaits.

Begging for mercy is also useless.

Since swallowing pride and begging in disgrace leads to death, and falling on the road of counterattack also leads to death... why not choose the latter?

"Three thousand Great Luo, three thousand heavens—my fate is mine, not heaven's!"

Fengxi's blazing, brilliant gaze was frightening: "Even an ant, though weak, can have the will to fight heaven!"

"One day, I will make that lofty, self-assured person who thinks he grasps everything know——"

"In this world, who exactly has the final say!"

……

Anger rises from the heart, evil grows from the courage.

Fengxi swore in anger that someday he would confront and settle accounts with the root cause, the chief culprit of his tumultuous fate.

Of course, this is not easy.

He is merely a Golden Immortal; no matter how he struggles, he cannot change the embarrassing reality that he can't even strike a single hair of his enemy.

"I must accelerate my cultivation... even if I have to smash pots and sell iron!"

"First from a tiny ant, become a great ant... at the very least, next time if a Great Luo tries to crush me, he'll have to expend even a bit more effort than today!"

"To me, this is victory!"

Fengxi took stock of his little treasury, listing the fruits of his three thousand years of hard work.

At this moment, he abandoned his original plan; weapons armored to the teeth were no longer needed, and he turned to enhancing his very life essence, first aiming to reach Taiyi.

Then, he would try to envision the Great Luo—in short, he must climb to the player's position as quickly as possible to settle the score with the murderer.

"Like compensation for mental damages... one would at least need an innate supreme treasure, right?"

"Otherwise, how could one compensate for my wounded spirit?"

"For the first time in my life, I possess so many resources......"

"But before I could even warm them up, I spit them all out again......"

"How my feeble spirit has suffered such a critical blow!"

In sorrowful sighs, Fengxi, holding his treasury, dejectedly walked toward the tribe overseen by the Time Ancestor Witch.

There, one of the most mysterious secret realms opened up for the entire Wu Clan by Zhu Jiuyin——

Time Secret Realm!

Inside, time is controllable and can be adjusted.

As long as one is willing to expend resources, outside one day, inside can be thousands, millions, even hundreds of millions of years—nothing surprising.

"Give me a million-times package......"

Fengxi generously spent money, embarking on the path where paying money makes you stronger.

Under the gaze of the smiling old guard of the secret realm, the realm's gate opened and closed.

When it opens again, a brand-new Fengxi will walk out, composing his splendid epic!

……

"Calm the mind."

"Settle the Qi."

"Focus the spirit."

"Begin cultivation."

Fengxi laid out one batch after another of cultivation-aiding resources, following the method recorded in the "Houtu Great Dao Treasury", and began the upgrade.

It must be admitted that the Wu Clan's Pangu bloodline is indeed extraordinarily favored, crushing 99% of the races in Honghuang.

As long as resources are sufficient, their path of upgrade has absolutely no bottleneck!

Unlike others, who are tormented by various hidden comprehension hurdles, stuck at a realm to the point of wanting to die.

No way.

With a poor rebirth, I can only rely on myself.

Unlike the Wu Clan, who have an incredibly powerful "father"—Pangu!

Just after birth, they already stand at the endpoint that ordinary beings strive a lifetime to reach but cannot.

And after ages pass, to inherit one trillion-trillionth of Pangu's divided wealth is to attain the Great Ultimate!

Only such insanity is the capital for the Wu Clan to challenge the myriad races of the Demon Race with a single clan—running rampant across the world, I am invincible!

"However, this is still not enough."

After spending countless ages polishing one's cultivation to the peak of Golden Immortal, one can leap to the Great Ultimate; at that moment, Fengxi stopped.

"Relying solely on the Houtu's Dao to upgrade to the Great Ultimate is a waste of this great hand I've gathered…… I need something better, stronger!"

"Fortunately, in Honghuang there's no shortage of talent…… the secrets of cultivation have been developed to an insane degree."

"From the Great Ultimate to before the Great Net, cultivation can infinitely increase battle power."

"Between Golden Immortal and the Great Ultimate, it's roughly the same!"

"The foundation—you can make it as deep as you want…… although, there's a bit of a pit here."

Fengxi looked at the records in the "Houtu Great Dao Treasury", the corner of his mouth twitching, unable to put it into words.

"Going from 0.9 to 0.99, then to 0.999…… each additional investment of resources to break through the Great Ultimate just adds another decimal place?"

"This seems a bit uneconomical?!"

PS: Sorry for the late update…… I'll add extra chapters today as compensation.

(End of chapter)