Chapter 81

…… a semi-independent system outside military command will be established among the Wu Clan, and will directly belong to the supreme leader — the Ancestral Witches will be responsible.

Houtu said gently, 'This system, the work it is responsible for, mainly is to stabilize morale and unite the broad base of lesser witches; it requires knowledge and wisdom that cognize and identify with the essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' grand strategic direction, and to put it into practice, to implement it……'

The Ancestral Witch listed item after item of work content; Fengxi listened, his thoughts racing, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

'Carry out superiors' orders, assist the military system, and when necessary have the ability to take over command of the troops; most importantly, conduct spiritual and ideological education, training, and propaganda for the base Wu Clan warriors, so they deeply understand that the meaning of battle is to fight for the clan, to fight for the ideal…… The Ancestral Witch is trying to firmly grasp the foundation of the entire Wu Clan!'

'The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not only to lead the Wu Clan in foundation and body, but also to guide everyone's spirit, coalescing it into a unified whole……'

'If successful, the entire Wu Clan will be the most terrifying army with firm ideals and immortal beliefs, spiritually the greatest giant…… Moreover, it can effectively wear down the noise of some hostile Demon Race Great Luo infiltrating the Trumpet!'

Houtu merely gave a simple description, but Fengxi grasped it instantly, extrapolated, thought of all aspects, perceived a corner of a vast chessboard, vaguely seeing the grand game of a mighty divine adept, magnificent and vast.

However, the more he understood, the more his gaze upon Ancestral Witch Houtu became filled with heartfelt admiration and conviction—amazing!

The mini Houtu on his forehead sparkled, as if his feeling of admiration had affected it, making it shine even more brightly.

Houtu glanced over, a faint smile appeared on her face, and her tone softened a bit.

'If you don't seize the high ground of discourse, your enemy will.' She spoke loudly, 'In recent years, some lawbreakers have shouted the so-called surname alliance slogan; on the surface it's about hobbies and researching each witch's origins, but in reality they harbor deceitful intentions, stirring up opposition and conflict within the Wu Clan…… Even under the guise of drills, they launched a large-scale brawl, destroying the clan's peaceful atmosphere……'

'Although there is no solid evidence proving they are infiltrators sent into our Wu Clan…… their malicious intent is obvious.'

Ancestral Witch Houtu essentially named and criticized an organization called the Great Fuxi Clan Alliance, defining its actions toward the Witch Women's Alliance.

As a fellow member of the Feng surname, Fengxi, who had merely been unable to join the Great Fuxi Clan Alliance due to diplomatic travels and had once felt some regret, fell silent for a moment, then decisively went along with the Ancestral Witch's words, lightly stepping on the already-fallen Great Fuxi Clan Alliance and eating a bite of a human-blood steamed bun.

'The Ancestral Witch is sage!' He declared righteously, 'Gathering over a hundred thousand troops to besiege a force of a thousand…… No matter how they shout "Help you increase your intelligence," they cannot hide the deep malice…… It's despicable!'

Fengxi echoed Houtu, but something was off—the Ancestral Witch's expression shifted from gentle to a dark countenance.

He observed her words and expression, recalled his memory, and seemed…… perhaps because he repeated that 'lengthen intelligence' phrase, he had stepped on the Ancestral Witch's sore spot?

Fengxi immediately shut his mouth.

At the same time, a disrespectful thought arose, hard to suppress.

'Huh? Is Ancestral Witch Houtu angry? Perhaps……'

'Among those thousand witch women, does her Trumpet belong there?'

'And was she beaten with fists and feet, given a violent thrashing?'

'Hiss…… no wonder…… no wonder……'

'No wonder the Great Fuxi Clan Alliance collapsed so quickly and completely……'

Feng-Detective-Xi pondered, he had uncovered some earth-shattering truth behind the scenes!

'Just announced victory front foot, back foot got directly kicked out of the group by the top management…… Tsk, daring to strike the Ancestral Witch's Trumpet, your gall is too big!'

'Although this organization holds high the banner of the Holy Emperor Fuxi, inside it definitely has the Trumpet of the Great Sage Fuxi, and mostly they are the leaders…… but with such impudence and mischief, if not you, who should be banned?'

Fengxi deeply felt that the Fuxi Alliance's collapse was not unjust!

No matter how brilliant your schemes, don't you see whose turf this is?!

'But……' Fengxi's disrespectful thought grew bolder, 'If inside there really was Ancestral Witch Houtu's Trumpet, in that cruel calamity, was she beaten to tears, a swollen bruised face, a pitiful appearance?'

He glanced at Ancestral Witch Houtu's face, then secretly imagined that scene—originally a pretty maiden with a touch of dignity, after encountering fists and feet in close contact, the dignity vanished, cheeks swollen, eye sockets slightly red, shame, anger, sorrow, and indignation reaching the extreme……

'Uh…… haha! I really want to laugh, what should I do?'

'No no no…… I can't laugh, if I laugh I'm dead for sure!'

'If Ancestral Witch Houtu sees my abnormality and reads my memory at this moment…… no one in the entire Honghuang could save me……'

'Lower my head, take a deep breath…… I cannot laugh, I cannot laugh……'

Fengxi acted from the heart, with tremendous willpower, suppressing his seven emotions and six desires……

To protect Ancestral Witch Houtu's dignity, I must say, Fengxi is truly loyal with a red heart and gall!

'When I get back and have free time, I'll find a notebook to record today's speculation……'

The title of the book, Fengxi has already thought of it.

It is called——

'The Stories of Those Years in the Wu Clan That You Don't Know!'

'After some years, when later generations excavate archaeology and see these, wouldn't they feel surprise and unexpectedness?'

……

In the hall, it remained quiet for a while.

Apparently, when facing the Great Fuxi Clan Alliance, Ancestral Witch Houtu, who had suffered a great fall, held her pretty face, letting this place be filled with tremendous awe and intimidation.

During this period, Fengxi consciously kept his mouth shut.

After a long while, this female Ancestral Witch finally spoke calmly, full of dignity, 'Exactly!'

'Within the Wu Clan, there are now too many bad trends spreading like a plague……'

'Some of it is spontaneous growth that went awry; some is purely the enemy's malicious infiltration, stirring up trouble.'

'Therefore, at this time we need to integrate the spiritual thoughts of the entire Wu Clan, and furthermore, severely strike the heretical fallacies of those infiltrators within the Wu Clan, suppress their bad propaganda, and seize the high ground of discourse……'

Although Ancestral Witch Houtu had been reminded by Fengxi of some unpleasant memories, afterward she returned to normal and explained the work content.

'This is the arduous task I have assigned to you……' Houtu looked indifferently at Fengxi, 'Fengxi, do you have the confidence to see it through and implement it?'

'Gulp.' Fengxi swallowed saliva, he really wanted to say no.

Even from Houtu's words, he could clearly understand how huge the benefits are.

Yet Fengxi still couldn't avoid it.

After all, the earlier parts are easy to say, but the later…… things like suppressing bad propaganda, seizing discourse dominance…… each of these is a confrontation with some Great Luo's Trumpet!

If you encounter someone who can't afford to lose, who secretly arranges heavenly fate behind the scenes…… Fengxi's small frame could bury him next year.

Moreover…… competing against those show-offs, can we really win?

Fengxi doesn't have much confidence.

Sometimes he envies the ignorant.

Because, the ignorant fear nothing; they can throw punches at heaven.

He now knows too much; he clearly sees that the Wu Clan's current state is a hellish mode of running around like a jerk, and so he feels a bit guilty.

"Fengxi, I have high hopes for you." Houtu tapped lightly on the desk with her fingertip, producing a muffled thud each time, "I have examined your personal history, your life experiences."

"Perhaps, in terms of combat power at the same realm, you are not particularly outstanding."

"In the field of strategic command, you also haven't shown any particularly outstanding performance."

"You can't fight, and your military command isn't great either…… but you do have some very excellent qualities."

"You are good at communicating with people, good at using language and actual benefits to unite those around you and persuade those who disagree with you……" Houtu said leisurely, "On the diplomatic road for three thousand years, you have conversed with countless beings from different civilizations and ethnic groups, tens of millions, not to mention…… but in the end, you always reached consensus with them and made deals."

"This is your talent, brilliant and dazzling, not inferior to anyone…… even, it is heaven!"

A flash of appreciative light flickered in Houtu's eyes.

She wanted to entrust Fengxi with a heavy responsibility, but this responsibility was not to be assigned haphazardly.

Absolutely not simply because this little Wu is savvy, able to recognize the greatness of Houtu Ancestor Wu, and moreover put it into practice, inscribing the image of the great ancestor Wu on his forehead, looking down from above upon Dijiang, and with actual actions sounding a hymn of loyalty!

Absolutely not!

Houtu Ancestor Wu, after examining the data of trillions of the Wu Clan, only then took a liking to this little Wu Fengxi, because he possesses the strongest execution and communication abilities, and moreover…… the ability to lie with eyes open and invert black and white.

——No business without trickery, right!

Business Alliance, Business Alliance—the first two words say it all.

This is an organization that exists for profit.

Especially at the beginning, when the venture had just started.

Fengxi has to be responsible for the hundreds of thousands of Wu Clan brothers who stare longingly at his back, right!

Naturally, if you can earn a bit more, you earn a bit more.

When discussing business with people, trading materials, of course you must desperately hype the value of your goods—for example, saying this is a specialty from somewhere, having crossed an incredibly distant distance to arrive here, guaranteeing it is the one-of-a-kind of this region!

Goods are valuable because they are rare; a one-of-a-kind treasure, shouldn't it be sold at a higher price?

Upon hearing this, the trading counterpart also says "yeah!"

Alright, the trade succeeded.

Then, turning around, after Fengxi moved farther away, he sold the second batch, the third batch……

One-of-a-kind having three or four…… standard procedure! Standard procedure!

The years Fengxi spent in business were precisely the years a scheming merchant grew up.

Naturally, Fengxi refuses to take the blame for this pot.

After all, he willingly sacrificed his noble integrity and plunged into the dark abyss for the collective's benefit…… how great that is!

Huh? Upon thinking this way, it seems a reversal is felt…… even if noble integrity falls into the mire of the abyss, it still quietly blossoms, a white lotus flower that rises from the mud unstained.

Houtu Ancestor Wu took a liking to Feng·White Lotus·Xi's social skills, hoping to guide him to become Feng·Social Flower·Xi, to contribute to the Wu Clan's undertakings.

However, regarding this, Fengxi expressed his inability.

He has a heart of devoted hot blood, but unfortunately…… his physique is frail, lacking the strength to devote.

Naturally, in words, he cannot naturally use "fearing retaliation" as an excuse to refuse Houtu Ancestor Wu; instead he came up with a righteous justification: "Ancestor Wu, I am willing a thousand times over…… but the Wu Clan's territory is so vast, a single district has boundless domains, the number of Wu is that many…… I, a mere little Wu, no matter how hard I work day and night, cannot manage it all!"

Moreover, under different Ancestor Wus, the various trends and schools of thought that have developed over time are all a mystery to me…… I'm not afraid of working myself to death, but I fear making mistakes in the process…… such errors, when magnified by the base, become astronomical numbers, and I would die of shame!

The loyal and righteous Fengxi has fully mastered the art of rhetoric, not wasting his years of training.

However, Houtu Ancestor Wu calmly waved a hand, and brushed all of this away.

"Rest assured!"

"How could I entrust such important work to only you?"

"Since we need to organize and build this system, naturally we must draw personnel from the entire Wu Clan's great collective……"

"Outside the Ancestor Wu and related great Wu, among the little Wu, the leaders, in ideal circumstances I will select one hundred twenty primary persons in charge…… and below that, there will be one hundred billion little Wu who will switch professions, letting the one hundred twenty primary persons command them, forming branches and leaves!"

"You are merely one of the main persons in charge." Houtu glanced at him, "Only, the aspect you are responsible for might be slightly more important."

"Slightly more important?" Fengxi looked doubtful.

All I heard was Houtu saying softly, "Nowadays the Wu Clan, with all kinds of origin-returning and ancestor-worship activities so frequent…… but in my view, this is actually somewhat self-division."

"Father begets son, son begets grandson, sons and grandsons without end…… each human king is merely an outstanding individual among these bloodlines."

"To regard them as the source is inevitably illogical."

"But if we truly want to trace the source, we ought to go back to the first batch of people created by Nüwa…… the Wu Clan is now at war with the Demon Race, and Nüwa, as the Demon Empress, is naturally unsuitable for promotion."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fengxi heard a hint of regret in Houtu Ancestor Wu's words.

"Since the source of bloodline is unsuitable to trace, we can only seek from the spiritual realm." Houtu sighed, "Among humanity, which human kings' spirits have the greatest influence through the ages, eternal in the Myriad Heavens?"

"It is Yan and Huang!"

"However, alas, within the Wu Clan nowadays, alliances advocating Zhuanxu, Fuxi, Shaohao keep popping up, while the two emperors Yan and Huang remain silent."

"This is not good, too bad!" Houtu's mouth curled slightly, "Therefore, the Great Yan-Huang Alliance…… ought to be born!"

"The spiritual essence and interpretation methods of these two human kings need to be promoted, heavily promoted…… especially Huangdi!"

"However, the spiritual essence and interpretation methods of the Holy King Huangdi…… the copyright belongs to, should we ask this human king to avoid misinterpretation?" Fengxi said cautiously.

"We also really want to, but unfortunately we couldn't find this human king……" Houtu narrowed her eyes, sighed helplessly, "but the situation still demands……"

"So we have no choice but to do it ourselves……" Houtu laughed, "How should we interpret?"

"I say, you write, go promote——until the Huangdi Dao friend appears, then happily return it!"

(End of chapter)