Chapter 752: Mountain-opening Divine Axe, Explosive Demolition!

On Yinglong, great expectations had long been placed.

Faced with this heavy trust, Yinglong could only nod with difficulty, indicating he would surely strive.

"Get ready."

"Wenming said gently, 'Stay in touch with the surviving Dragon Masters, and always be prepared for war.'"

"Gonggong stealing the self-renewing soil is a dead end."

"He slapped Chonghua in the face, overturned his policies—how could he just give up?"

"Gonggong… will surely die."

"However, if the Land-stealing Plan succeeds and ends with a tragic finale, it will be enough to awaken the latent martial spirit in many people."

"Then, I will, in the name of inheriting his unfinished undertaking, smoothly launch the Great Expedition, on one hand contacting these fire seeds, on the other uprooting the nails the Heavenly Court has planted among the Eastern Barbarians."

This is a grand undertaking, also destined to be an arduous and extraordinary struggle.

The Xia Clan will battle in all directions, crush thousands of troops, and slaughter every ox demon and snake spirit!

"Although… but… can we really do this?" Yinglong felt uneasy, "Even if Chonghua, hindered by his public identity and swayed by popular opinion, would not openly intervene."

"But… behind the scenes, his vast forces and resources—can we really break through them?"

Yinglong lacked some confidence.

Indeed.

What they face is not just an ordinary opponent, but an entire Bird Master sect, plus part of the Heavenly Court's power!

Just a little Xia Clan…

"How, you don't believe me?" Wenming let out a helpless laugh.

"No, no…" Yinglong waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm worried about your exposure issue."

"You sweep aside all enemies, exterminate every ox demon and snake spirit—such a plot is inspiring… but as people watch and watch, after a moment's thought—something's off!"

"Growth needs a trace to follow."

"Going too far against common sense is never good."

"It is foreseeable that our expeditionary path will encounter a hundred thousand dangers… the Heavenly Emperor Jun will absolutely not give us a chance to train, fight monsters, and level up."

"As soon as he discovers our weak points, he will surely mobilize all forces to crush us in one fell swoop!"

Yinglong said nervously, "How many demon gods have seeped into this land?"

"Chonghua runs the Bird Master sect—what level has his cultivation reached now?"

"Top-tier combat power, the gap versus us is astronomical—it's outright crushing… meaning if we get blocked, it's practically a ten-deaths-no-survival situation!"

"Unless you, at that moment, directly erupt with combat power beyond common sense… but wouldn't that directly expose your true identity?"

Yinglong's worries are not without cause.

The Xia Clan wants to organize an expedition—how could the Bird Master just stand by?

Many well-intentioned people want to destroy it midway!

The eighty-one tribulations are far from enough to describe the risks therein.

Expedition?

Take three steps out the door, and I'll smash your head to pieces!

However, regarding the matter of life and death, Yinglong isn't too worried… he still has some confidence in the peak combat power of the person before him.

But the problem of exposing his true identity and carrying out the plan… is quite troubling.

"No problem! No problem!" Wenming replied, wearing a thought-provoking smile, "This issue isn't big; just need to reasonably cheat a bit, and it'll be easily solved."

"Huh?" Yinglong was dumbfounded.

"Just let Gonggong brush up some achievements… anyway, what he actually brought out of Nüwa's Palace isn't for us to randomly say with our mouths." Wenming smiled, "Since we could bring out the Nine Heavens self-renewing soil, then…"

"And propose another Heaven-opening Divine Axe—wouldn't that be excessive?!"

"This… this… this…" Yinglong was shocked.

"What ox demons and snake spirits, what thousands of troops and myriad horses… I only ask, can they withstand a single axe?" Wenming chuckled lightly, "Talking about hitting rock bottom, being shameless, cheating… even those little youngsters aren't worthy to compete with me."

"Is this reasonable? Proposing to bring a Heaven-opening Axe from Nüwa's Palace?" Yinglong swallowed saliva, "At first glance, it just doesn't make sense…"

"How is it not reasonable?" Wenming glanced at her, feeling this kid hadn't been sufficiently influenced by his superiors, or perhaps from those years driving for Nüwa, which purified some of his scruples, making him not ruthless enough—"Nüwa, what sort of person is she!"

"The supreme achiever of the present age's Great Dao of Creation!"

"With Pangu's essence blood in hand, one can unleash the supreme divine ability of blood-drop rebirth, recreating Pangu's true form!"

"Then, if she casually creates a Heaven-opening Divine Axe, how could that be unreasonable?"

"Although unexpected, it still lies within reason!"

"Absolutely unrelated to Fuxi; it's entirely because Nüwa covets Pangu's status, eyes his elder brother's great achievement, and thus harbors such ambition!"

Wenming spoke with conviction, having wronged yet not wronged Nüwa.

Nüwa, in this era "ambitious," forcibly created a replica of Pangu… Nüwa's heart is known to all passersby!

Even Pangu's replica dares to be created despite the great impropriety—so after racking our brains to attach a Heaven-opening Axe, what's there to doubt!

The logic is perfectly self-consistent!

This pot, Nüwa takes the blame!

Wenming has decreed that the success of this flood control must include a contribution from Nüwa.

Nüwa…… she sits at home, the pot and the merit both come from heaven.

Who gave her a prior record!

"Gulp!" Yinglong swallowed hard, feeling he had learned something and opened the door to a new world.

Nüwa's Palace…… it really is just a basket, you can put anything in it.

Anyway, no one can expose it… so whatever Gonggong actually brought out of there is indeed just whatever Wenming casually arranged.

As long as the logic is self‑consistent and the plot makes sense, who could say that Nüwa didn't hide such a great weapon in there?

With just a bag of laundry detergent, Wenming could even pass it off as a doomsday weapon.

Who can prove it false?

Unless Nüwa herself steps forward, declares her innocence, and tells people not to slander her.

But is that possible?

"After all, it's a counterfeit Heaven‑Opening Axe… at that time, the explanation to the public would just be called a Mountain‑Splitting Axe."

Wenming said offhand, "The waters here run deep; the players are all fierce, grudges and karmic ties exceedingly complex—those who understand naturally do, and those who don't grasp it right away need not know immediately; hearing the wind is taken as rain."

"Moreover, at that time the people of the Heavenly Court would also cooperate… knowing the fearsome might of the Mountain‑Splitting Axe, taking a blow, losing their front teeth, they would not undermine morale but would help me cement the rumor here."

Facing an obscure Mountain‑Splitting Axe is still preferable to facing a Heaven‑Opening Axe!

Spread among the masses, it need not overly sap morale, causing them to crumble before the fight even begins.

Then it would be lies piled on lies, Wenming setting a scheme, with all sides blended to cover it up.

Wenming made up a background, dumped the blame on Nüwa's palace, and his enemies eagerly confirmed it… those inside the scheme held the same view, yet it only hurt outsiders, who could do nothing but stare blankly at the gods fighting, faces full of bewilderment.

The bewildered crowd gathered under the tree swelled even more!

A lie told a thousand times turns into truth!

"I've broadened my horizons…" Yinglong let out a long sigh, "Indeed, it's you old timers who know how to play…"

"Haha! That's only natural!" Wenming wasn't modest either, taking the praise at face value, "If not for that, how could Cang have lost so confusedly back then?"

"If you learn my skills from this great campaign, your odds of defeating Cang will be at least fifty percent."

"That way, after you rebuild and revive the Dragon Master, you won't end up a mere laborer, having Cang return from outside and seize total control, leaving you to do all the work for someone else's gain."

"Ah… I don't intend to make things difficult for him."

Wenming suddenly sighed, "Really, he always ends up standing opposite everyone…

"When they once attempted a great gathering of humanity, it was he who stepped forward to push racial discrimination, placing the dragon clan above all races—how could anyone bear that?"

"Back then we needed a hundred flowers to bloom, every means to spur the masses to strive… exalting the dragon clan alone—isn't that just strangling the potential of humanity and the masses?"

"Naturally we want to do away with him… if he refuses to die with dignity, then we'll help him die dignified."

"Even if we tried a thousand times, his outcome would be the same."

"This is the way of the times."

"And this era…

Wenming smiled, with deep meaning, "I had meant to let go of some disputes… but the old dragon is simply unreasonable, pushing his luck!"

"The Way of Heaven, the Way of Law… is that easy to seize?"

Wenming smiled, with deep meaning, "Taking what ought not be taken, leading the siege against me—this is something to be repaid!"

"So, in the end there is——"

"When dragons have no leader, all under heaven is great fortune!"

"Yinglong, you know, why is your name 'Ji'?"

"It's precisely to fulfill this prophecy!"

Dragons leaderless—Cang loses his position.

All under heaven great fortune—the dragon's realm belongs to Yinglong 'Ji'!

The ancient prophecy will surely be fulfilled!

Who knows how many behind‑the‑scenes instigators, adding fuel to the fire, gave the Dragon Ancestor a lesson.

——Old Dragon, do you want Pangu? Do you want victory?

——It's not impossible!

——Rahu the demon forefather did so many wicked deeds, once persecuting many innate divinities, even the August Emperor was troubled by it… yet in the end, wasn't he released, allowed to atone through service?

One who wanders the martial world, how can they avoid getting hurt!

——Having grudges is normal… but you can't hold a grudge till the ends of the earth!

——So only you can win? Your sacrifice counts, but nobody else's does?

——What arrogance!

——Your clan lost a dragon, but whose lineage hasn't suffered losses? And who, after victory, has ever oppressed others, driving the dragon clan into the abyss, labeling them the lowest, inscribing a curse in heaven and earth so that any dragon cultivator summons thunderous tribulation and is struck dead instantly…

——Compared to that, the dragon clan is too aloof and petty, unable to bear losing… such a strong move to draw lines—who wouldn't worry that, should the Dragon Ancestor rise to power, they'd settle scores and take revenge?

Many people worry, even if Pangu has attained the Dao, it's the same.

——Should the Dragon Ancestor ever rise to power, he would at once act, exterminating the hundred lineages, sweeping away Pangu's descendants, cutting off their history, severing their pulse.

Just think of such a possibility…

Let's still stand shoulder to shoulder and together fabricate a Dao enemy!

Wenming pondered, and his nurturing of Yinglong became more patient and meticulous.

Yinglong, through verbal instruction and personal example, deeply grasped the subtleties of various yin‑yang stratagems, the marvelous art of shifting blame and framing others…

A child with even a modicum of integrity can no longer turn back.

And in this teaching, Gun's actions proceeded in sync.

In the shortest time, his fame spread to every ear of the Dongyi peoples, becoming a new savior.

Bearing the hopes of countless compatriots, he acts, he advances!

One day, splendid immortal light illuminated half of the Dongyi, an eternal ray shone across the stars, streaked the firmament, and struck toward the Heavenly Court.

The momentum was tremendously grand.

Of course, in reality it was merely impressive sound and light effects, with true combat power negligible.

The August Emperor looked down on humanity; a mere wave of his hand could overturn it.

At the peak of the gods, arrogant to the world, with me Taiyi there is heaven!

Even if I must suppress the demon calamity, needing to oppose the Yan and Huang Emperors single-handedly, in this era, I Taiyi am invincible in the world!

I have taken my stand here; who can break through this pass!

Taiyi said coldly.

He seemed like an insurmountable checkpoint barrier, crushing the hopes of countless humans.

The chaos-colored great bell trembled, and suddenly a blood flower bloomed in the starry sky… as if an ant had been struck down between heaven and earth, for a moment blood rain poured continuously, carrying endless sorrow and grief.

Gong…… is he dead?

The Eastern Yi people, each and every one, clenched their hearts.

However, just as people were grieving, the property belonging to Nüwa in the Heavenly Court, that majestic and ancient Nüwa Divine Palace, suddenly trembled!

A dull roar shook this sacred hall, causing countless protective formations to open, blazing light burst forth, piercing this stretch of starry sky, making everything hazy!

It seems some anomaly occurred, an intruder broke in, touching some forbidden mechanism!

How is that possible?

Donghuang stared blankly, could no longer keep up the act.

After finally learning to be bad, as the "I am the Sun" version update, the number one person of the age, before he could even show off once, suffered a brutal slap in the face.

I clearly sealed this spacetime, how could it……

Taiyi was dumbfounded.

Who is it?! Which damned bastard?!

On the other side, the girl was fuming.

She too was just a cold-eyed bystander, worried someone was fishing, also wanting to see, she herself didn't know that the Nüwa Palace contained Expanding Soil, nor who fabricated the so-called classic that made Gong believe it?

She had made preparations just in case…… the Expanding Soil, she could produce it on the spot.

When Gong was at his wit's end, she would consider arranging it, letting Gong unexpectedly obtain this divine object, to alleviate the calamity of the Weak Water.

However, before she could even appear, such a huge commotion occurred!

Who is tearing down my home!!

She felt it clearly.

The Nüwa Palace having such a huge commotion isn't as simple as just an intruder entering…… someone is tearing down her home!

It's a bomb! I planted a timed bomb!

In a distant spacetime, just like hearts in sync, as soon as the girl's questioning words fell, someone muttered to themselves, enough to explain all the girl's confusion.

That was Xihuang.

He clapped his hands, triumphantly tossing away the remote…… the weathered ancient marks on it show this wasn't preparation of a day or two, but had been planned for years!

It was premeditated!

We need to stir up some commotion, the act must be done fully…… otherwise Gong's actions would be too much of a joke?

Fortunately.

The little sister's stays in the Nüwa Palace are fewer than my visits…… leaving some backup, it's not too hard.

(End of chapter)