Chapter 71

"In special times, there are special ways of fostering."

"The Ancestral Witches stimulate us as much as possible, boosting the upward drive of the entire Wu Clan, making the clan's fortune lively……Therefore, giving some benefits and loosening management to a certain extent is not surprising."

"Fengxi's eyes flickered, seeing through some matters."

"In ordinary times, the benefits of fortune are firmly grasped by the highest Ancestral Witches; not even a trickle would leak out."

"But, the Lich Great Tribulation, the clan's struggle……This is the special period that most needs to motivate and mobilize the lower levels!"

"Therefore, the will of the Ancestral Witches opened a path of advancement for countless lesser Wu——as long as one is outstanding and excellent, one can seize this opportunity and transform and sublimate!"

"Therefore, the twelve great supernatural beings tacitly allowed the birth and rise of small organizations within the Wu Clan, watching as vigorous young people poured their wisdom and sweat, obtaining a fortune bonus of their own."

"Of course, this doesn't mean the Ancestral Witches will lose——they are still profiting, just a bit less."

"Because……"

"Fortune is not fixed and unchanging."

"It is not simply a calculation of how many people the Wu Clan has, how many mu of land, how much resources……plugging into such formulas yields an unchanging number."

"It is constantly changing!"

"After all, the essence of fortune is the interaction between sentient beings and heaven and earth, mutual influence of their fates—a kind of mystical power on the conceptual level!"

"How could a group of lifeless sentient beings with no upward drive influence the world and fate as much as those who widen their eyes, desperately seeking every condition to change themselves, whose influence is greater?"

"Revitalizing the hearts of the entire Wu Clan, guiding them toward the direction the Ancestral Witches need, the clan's fortune is already growing."

"For this, sharing out some fortune is also not unacceptable——"

"One cannot just let the horse run without letting it eat grass."

"Not only must we let the horse eat grass, we must let it eat its fill."

"A seven-three split is a decent ratio."

"The clan takes seventy percent, the individual keeps thirty percent."

"Such a distribution ratio looks like a heavy tax, but……"

""This thirty percent is what an individual can reap.""

""The seventy percent, however, is distributed to the entire Wu Clan's upper echelon.""

""Even if the great Wu have no Wu authority, these profits still go to the Ancestral Witches……can each Ancestral Witch get a share of ten percent?" Fengxi calculated on his fingers, "The twelve Ancestral Witches split evenly into two factions; the total of one whole faction is only three and a half percent.""

""Moreover, the great Wu cannot possibly truly not exist.""

""If we calculate this way, an individual being able to obtain thirty percent of fortune is truly terrifying!""

""If one day an organization could completely sweep through the Wu Clan from top to bottom, merging its fortune with that of the entire clan……ha, thirty percent of the clan's fortune!""

""Then things would really take off!""

"Such an organization……does it exist?"

"Not yet."

"But, a prototype has already appeared!"

"Making the Ancestral Witches take it seriously, making countless sneaky Daluo who blow the Trumpet salivate——"

"Fengxi personally took the lead, creating the business alliance!"

"Unfortunately, it also became a noose around his neck; he has to walk cautiously in daily life, fearing he might 'accidentally' die."

""Actually, as long as the Ancestral Witches are willing, my crisis will be easily resolved." Fengxi sighed, "If we siphon off 99.999% of the business alliance's fortune, I estimate those Daluo who blow the Trumpet will no longer care.""

""It's just a pity, the Ancestral Witches have a moat in their hearts; they want to play a big game……using this chip to attract the mighty ones wandering outside the Lich camp to enter the fray.""

"He lifted his head to gaze at his sea of fortune, his face gloomy."

"In between his ascetic practices in the Time Secret Realm, Fengxi also didn't forget to read historical materials of various civilizations to enrich himself."

"Having seen much, he understands much."

"Although his level lacks much practical experience, it's merely armchair theory."

"But, based on the current situation, inferring part of the top-level public inside information is still not difficult."

"He is the Monday morning quarterback."

""Lower the bait, catch the golden turtle!""

""When the bait falls, the golden turtles swarm forth.""

""The Ancestral Witch who fishes wants to have all the mighty ones under his control……first using them during the tribulation, then after the tribulation wanting to kick them aside and enjoy the victory alone.""

""As for the golden turtles, they likely each know clearly in their hearts, aware of the Ancestral Witch's calculating……but that bait is simply too fragrant; even its aroma can slightly fill the stomach, allowing people to join in and place bets!""

""Moreover, some mighty ones are supremely confident, believing they can swallow the victory's fruit and retreat unscathed, without being ensnared.""

""The soundless, formless game has already begun……perhaps the seven‑three split ratio is how it came to be.""

""Whether it is the collective of the Ancestral Witches or the consensus of the mighty ones outside the camp, those stuck on this line all believe they have victory in hand……""

""It's just pitiful for me……as the vanguard for the king, I painstakingly built a foundation, only to become the chessboard for others' battles.""

""My sea of fortune……soon, soon, will vanish without a trace……""

"Fengxi thought and thought, and for a moment sorrow welled up from his heart."

"How miserable he is!"

"In the peak showdown, there is no doubt he became the sacrificed role."

"He built the house, set up the tables and chairs, then was driven out, watching helplessly as others gambled inside……Fortunately, Houtu the Ancestral Witch still reluctantly looked after him a bit, lending him an innate spiritual treasure temporarily."

"——Temporarily borrowed!"

"In the end, it still has to be returned!"

"Rounding up, Fengxi feels he has lost at least a Saint's great teaching!"

"The more he thinks, the more he feels the loss."

"The greater the loss, the more his heart aches."

Finally, heartache made breathing difficult.

Fengxi gazed far at the horizon, sorrowfully lamenting.

"Heaven and earth are desolate, my heart feels chilly;"

"Walking wearily, my mind sways."

"If one knows me, they say I am worried;"

"If one does not know me, they ask what I seek;"

"O vast heavens, who is this person!"

"Heaven and earth grieve, my heart worries;"

"Walking wearily, my mind is like drunk;"

"If one knows me, they say I……"

His heart felt sorrowful, a spiritual ripple spread, making heaven and earth also grieve.

The surrounding spacetime, the three thousand laws followed, becoming stern and lifeless……This is a slight essential influence of Supreme Unity beings, can my heart, substitute for the heart of heaven and earth.

If this were not the Wu Clan's main base, with many Great Luo powerhouses suppressing via the Great Dao……outside, merely Fengxi's emotional shifts could bury countless beings across billions of miles!

Even so, the current Fengxi is someone to be avoided——the aura of deathly qi fully spreads, the sorrowful domain fully manifests, each passing Golden Immortal-level minor witch, unable to provoke him, all detour around him.

He just walked along the road to the Houtu tribe, successfully achieving the Clearing Streets Tiger achievement.

This achievement remained intact until passing through the Blessing Fusion tribe, when it was broken.

Just beside a certain wide and smooth road, he was stopped……an utterly ordinary witch, with a stone axe at his waist and a torch in hand, asked in a very soft tone——

"Brother of the Houtu Department, shall we pass the fire?"

The gentle voice, the flickering flame……they matched a profound rhythm, seeming plain and ordinary at first hearing and sight, yet they truly shattered Fengxi's aura of deathly qi around him, broke the sorrowful domain formed by his chanting, allowing the Fengxi who had been utterly immersed, racing toward spiritual self-destruction, to sober up.

After sobering up, Fengxi first froze, then cold sweat wildly poured from his pores, soaking his clothes.

"'Not right……my mindset is not right……'"

"'Why would I feel so disheartened……Even if I lost a Saint's great teaching, I shouldn't arise the thought that the human world is not worth it, wanting to sleep forever and never wake?!'"

"If the heart dies, the person also dies!"

Fengxi stood there dazed, fear and terror churning in his heart.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, gazing at the vast heavens.

"The vast heavens……Heaven……Heaven's will!"

"'Friend, have you gone through something very painful?' The witch holding the torch who had awakened Fengxi looked at him somewhat surprised, 'Did this therefore drive you into demonic obsession?'"

"'I suppose so.' Fengxi replied reluctantly."

"'Then you should let go a bit……' the witch smiled, 'No matter what difficulties we face, don't be afraid, meet them with a smile!'"

"'Wavering is useless, worry is superfluous, fear is futile……face it, challenge it, defeat it!'"

"'Even if you cannot defeat it for now, you can also record it in a small notebook, look at it each day, use it to spur yourself on, remind yourself, uplift yourself!'"

"'One day, you will attain what you wish for.'"

"This witch fed Fengxi chicken soup, saying things he had heard so often his ears were calloused……but his tone concealed a strange power that most could inspire, uplifting Fengxi's spirit."

"Chicken soup, falling into Fengxi's heart-field, was like a fire lit in a midnight winter, dispelling the chill, bringing light and hope!"

"'Thank you for the guidance.' Fengxi sincerely thanked, 'I haven't yet asked for your name……'"

"'No need, no need……I most love helping others.' The witch waved his hand, 'As for the name, just call me Sui Chu.'"

"'Sui Chu……' Fengxi murmured the name, meanwhile constantly flipping through his memories."

Finally, he found information related to that name.

Strategic Planning Realm, tenth place!

Moreover, it is the most legendary, fastest-promoting tenth place!

Others competing fight opponents one by one, painstakingly advancing.

But this one?

Stands out!

He takes on a hundred alone!

He gathers the hundred ranked ahead of him together, then cuts them all down in one go, crushing the withered, sweeping away all resistance!

The reason he ranks tenth is not because he can't fight anymore.

But because, after slaughtering the final batch of a hundred opponents, Sui Chu stood in tenth place.

Only nine remained above him, insufficient to start a war……so he departed gracefully, leaving only a silhouette, becoming a legend.

Uncrowned, yet as good as a king!

The supreme king of this realm——Qing Hao, once publicly stated that facing Sui Chu, their chances of victory are fifty-fifty!

Such a stunning person, right now is……

"'Eh……brother, are you willing to join me in the great cause of spreading the fire of hope?'"

Sui Chu forwarded the torch forward, asking earnestly.

PS: Fell asleep……

(End of chapter)