Chapter 89: with translation of chapter title

How many exchange students are going to Kunlun Mountain this time? Just the two of us?

Fengxi partly diverted his mind, sensing the fragrant beauty of the innate spiritual treasure, while chatting idly with Yuzhen off and on.

"How could that be?" Yuzhen shook his head. "Two isn't enough."

"You also went out with the ancestral witches to handle diplomacy back then; have you forgotten how many Daluo dojos there are there?"

"There are so many great powers, and the mountain is so huge……Just the two of us going over, we'd be worn to death and still couldn't keep up!" Yuzhen sighed.

"That's true." Fengxi thought for a moment, then nodded.

It must be admitted, Kunlun Mountain is truly the supreme pure land of immortals and gods in the Honghuang cosmos; the number of great powers residing there is simply too great!

It is far more than just the Three Pure Ones brothers.

It also includes the Western True Gold Mother of Taihua, the True Person of Tai Xu……These great divine-ability beings may not have fame as loud as the Three Pure Ones, but that doesn't mean their strength is weak.

Each Great Luo, in Kunlun Mountain, occupies its own territory, opens up a dao field, living very freely.

When in no mood, they shut the door and stay home as recluses; when in mood, they go out for a stroll, visit neighbors, discuss the Dao and debate the Dharma, living happily and comfortably.

As for vying for the honor of being the master of Kunlun Mountain?

Who among those capable of becoming a Great Luo would covet such empty fame?

If one wants to make big news, it must be directed at the entire Honghuang cosmos!

Either establish a supreme religion that educates on behalf of Heaven, or become the foremost female immortal, with influence spanning heaven and earth, a single call summoning trillions of responses.

"In Honghuang there are three thousand Great Luos, and that part of Kunlun alone has thirty or more……With just the two of us going over, handling the complex situation there is indeed enough to make one's scalp tingle." Fengxi pondered slightly, "No great power can be taken lightly……On special occasions, or when the elemental cycles turn, or on the birthdays of deities, we also have to represent the Wu Clan in presenting appropriate congratulatory rites, speaking fitting words of congratulations……"

"Moreover, the Yama King is troublesome, the little ghosts are hard to deal with……And we also need to expend some effort to get along more harmoniously with the disciples of those great powers……"

Fengxi let out a long sigh, immediately feeling that this job wasn't so fragrant after all.

Social niceties have never been an easy matter; they're more taxing than fighting.

After all, in a fight, blows land flesh to flesh, and the outcome is very direct.

These social dealings involve conversations in the present, but their consequences play out in the future, making it too hard to predict success or failure.

"Lighten up, this Honghuang is just that realistic." Yuzhen shrugged. "Besides, don't think this job looks exhausting—actually, who knows how many people envy it."

"If done well, when one later proves the Great Luo, the external tribulation could possibly be reduced by a few points."

"What do you mean?" Fengxi wondered.

"Great Luo, that's a player!" Yuzhen spread his hands. "Even the weakest Great Luo has been promoted to an administrator, with a qualitative chasm separating it from lower realms, allowing one to place bets in this Honghuang game."

"So……some great powers don't want to see this happen, and will intervene a bit when someone attains the Dao——that becomes the external tribulation of proving the Great Luo!"

"At that time, you'll have to rely on your background, connections, and other external aid to help you resolve and resist."

Fengxi heard this and was instantly speechless.

These days, without a backing mountain, proving the Great Luo is full of obstacles and hardships.

"The path of cultivation is hard, hard, hard!"

Fengxi sighed long.

"There's no help for it; the best time for promotion has already passed……" Yuzhen shook his head. "It's not the era when heaven and earth first opened, when the innate divinities had not yet attained the Dao and no one was steering the cosmic board."

"But maybe it's also a mix of advantages and disadvantages?"

"At the very least, the ancient divinities opened the eternal Great Dao and passed down their lineage, letting the world's cultivation civilization enter an ultimate brilliant age."

"On the road ahead, it's all smooth sailing; you just need to follow that path……If it were before, later-born beings could only grope on their own."

"Rushing about recklessly, not to speak of achieving great success, just avoiding self‑destruction would already be not bad."

Yuzhen commented on the era's genesis, giving a fair assessment: "Overall, the present age is more friendly……whether for cultivators or for ordinary beings."

"But once the Lich Great Tribulation breaks out, it's not friendly anymore." Fengxi smacked his lips. "I wonder how many beings will die then, and whether the mountains of corpses and seas of blood will cover the whole Honghuang land."

"Yeah……" Yuzhen sighed. "Still, this tribulation can't be avoided……It looks like a struggle for power and profit between two camps, but in fact it's the bewilderment of all sentient beings over the future path of growth, so there's this painful period……Get through it and you'll be fine."

"I'm afraid I'll wear myself out and disappear……" Fengxi said sadly. "How terrible the word 'tragic' is!"

"You must believe in yourself." Yuzhen said calmly. "After all, you're also a little trumpet among the great powers' pieces……Believe in your tuba, and it will shelter you."

"After all, that's Yandi!"

"Eh? You knew?" Fengxi blinked. "This just happened; logically only I and Houtu should know."

"Don't underestimate the means of the top beings of Honghuang." Yuzhen glanced at him sideways. "Those top existences might not be able to directly find Yandi's piece, but once Houtu forces out its traces, they soon know pretty much the same."

"Of course, this also relates to Houtu the ancestral witch not covering up……Perhaps she wants to use this situation to boost the Wu Clan's morale?" Yuzhen guessed. "Strengthen our own people's confidence?"

"Maybe……" Fengxi showed no joy or sorrow, his tone carrying a kind of heart‑broken despondency, "But I really lack confidence in Yandi, this human sage king!"

"Huh?" Yuzhen's eyes showed doubt.

"You know one thing, but not the other."

"Right, Houtu the ancestral witch found Yandi the sage king's traces, but this human king……left too flamboyantly, too decisively, too cleanly!" Fengxi's face showed a sad expression.

"Just today I first learned my origins were extraordinary—I should have been a member of the genius camp; I also first experienced being unconstrained and free, having someone remove the hidden hand from my true spirit……"

"Two happy things combined should have given double joy……So why? Why did it turn out like that?"

"I want to cry so badly!" Fengxi almost choked, "I was directly set free by Yandi the sage king, becoming a wild Great Luo trumpet."

"Never mind that……But do you know how huge a pressure this unfitting identity has put on my feeble heart?"

"I came here, intending to take a shortcut through the tribe of the ancestral witch Gonggong……But I instinctively detoured, took a long way……"

"Why?"

"From the heart!"

"Hahahaha!" Yuzhen burst out laughing, forming a stark contrast with the sorrowful Fengxi.

Only when Fengxi gave him a murderous look did he restrain himself a bit.

Fengxi said nothing, just stared at him silently……A phantom seemed to flicker in the depths of his eyes.

They say the eyes are the windows of the soul; at this moment Fengxi's heart was earnestly taking notes, as if it were about to feed back into his eyes.

"Sigh..." Yuzhen suppressed a smile, "You aren't just being released, are you? Releasing is good—freedom and safety!"

"Don't worry about the Tuba's brain shorting out…… After all, sometimes the Tuba sacrifices for its dream, then the Trumpet ends up unlucky, right?"

"Sacrificing two Trumpets to achieve some goal—that's just normal procedure……" Yuzhen comforted, "If we win, that'd be fine."

"The Trumpet can hitch a ride on the Tuba's benefits, make a comeback…… but what if the Tuba still loses!"

"All the Trumpets are doomed—each will be banned by the opponent…… how tragic!"

Yuzhen said that being a Trumpet, the grief most easily gets dragged into the mess of administrators fighting.

"You're just prone to getting dragged in…… I'm already dragged in." Fengxi rolled his eyes, "Yandi, Zhurong, Houtu—I ran to the vortex center, and then the Tuba drawing fire ran away."

"... Please accept my condolences." Yuzhen pondered, finally only able to say those three words, expressing his sympathy.

"Don't give up on rescuing…… maybe one day your Tuba will come back online? Want to retrieve your Trumpet, equivalent to a forgotten password?"

"Then he might be disappointed……" Fengxi's expression turned stern, "I am now Houtu's loyal subordinate, her person—no one can change that!"

"This is overflowing loyalty!"

"Loyalty……" Yuzhen was speechless, looking at Fengxi's forehead, "Is this innate spiritual treasure really that fragrant?"

"Of course! Isn't that obvious?"

"We're not the same……" Yuzhen let out a long sigh, "Even if everyone is a powerful Trumpet…… you're still just as out of place as ever!"

"Among all the powerful Trumpets, you're the most special offspring, like a pup that strayed into a wolf pack……"

"Without evidence, don't spout nonsense slandering people!" Fengxi displeased, "How many Trumpets have you seen? On what basis do you say I'm special, rather than you being special?"

"Want evidence? Here it comes!" Yuzhen gestured with his eyes toward a direction, "Everyone wait a moment, and you'll see whether your style is the most unique."

Fengxi turned upon hearing that, and saw a great shaman leading a group of little shamans approaching this place.

The great shaman is Mu, a powerful one of the Houtu tribe.

Among those little shamans, males and females each make up about half.

Among the female shamans, those who subtly hold leadership positions are celebrities among the Wu Clan's countless little shamans, and are tough characters.

Xiling, Tai Miao, Tai Ling…… are all invincible crowned kings in their respective domains.

As for the male shamans……

Fengxi's gaze instantly turned wrong.

His teeth slightly ground, just because he saw him in his dream.

Boyang, Qingxuan, Jiran, Zixiu…… these were all former "good friends"!

Now, they have gathered together.

Fengxi gazed speechlessly at the sky, what a messed-up situation is this?

Smack!

At that moment, Mu clapped his hands to draw attention, "Alright, everyone's here, I'll say a few words."

"You little shamans are the exchange students sent by the Wu Clan to the Kunlun Mountain region. At the same time, you handle part of the diplomatic work…… in these aspects, Fengxi is the main person in charge."

"Take note…… when you go out, you represent the image of the entire Wu Clan."

"You can be modest, but not weak."

"You can be firm, but not overbearing."

"You can……"

Mu lectured on the matters that must be remembered, finally emphasizing, "Once you're out there, don't worry, don't be afraid…… the Wu Clan will always stand behind you, providing protection."

"Whoever dares to bully you with strength, you can directly call for backup…… we great shamans and ancestral shamans will let those with ill intentions know how mighty the Wu Clan's fist is!"

"Alright, that's all I have to say."

"Now board the airship, I'll take you to Kunlun!"

Mu waved his hand, and a warship airship that could be called a colossus descended, flowing with astonishing aura, as if it could grind away endless mountains and rivers!

One airship is a real, non-fictitious vast universe, remodeled into the most terrifying war implement.

One by one, the little shamans, under Fengxi's lead, boarded the airship in an orderly manner.

Hum!

The airship lightly trembled, the inscribed shaman array activated, a pitch-black cannon mouth extended and retracted, shooting out dark light, shattering space, sailing into the boundless void sea, drifting therein.

At the final moment, Fengxi looked back, gazing at the Wu Clan's main base in Mount Buzhou, and let out a soft sigh from the heart.

"This departure, I don't know when I'll be able to return……"

"Farewell……"

"Should I be a bit sentimental……"

"Uh…… why am I not at all sentimental, but instead feel like jumping up excitedly?"

"Finally damn escaped that dreadful dragon's den and tiger's lair…… throw a brick and you can smash out three or four bosses!"

"Hahaha…… no dense clustering of Great Luo Trumpets, no need to guess who's who…… Fengxi has arrived!"

Fengxi stood at the bow of the airship, closed his eyes, opened his arms, embracing tomorrow and future amidst the dull gazes of the people behind.

"Is this our leader for this trip? Is he our chief diplomatic officer?"

"That's right, correct."

"He's also called Fengxi, the first chairman of the Business Alliance, now the honorary chairman?"

"That's right, correct."

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"After arriving at Kunlun Mountain, everyone pack up your belongings, go your separate ways, okay?"

"That's right, correct."

Fengxi paid no heed to the gossip behind him.

A new journey lies ahead; why bother about others' looks?

Leaving the Wu Clan, it's——the sea is wide for the fish to leap, the sky is high for the bird to fly!

How scary could Kunlun Mountain be, compared to the Wu Clan's fierce main base?

Not to mention the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the hundreds or thousands of great witches.

Each of those little witches, none is someone Fengxi dares to look down on... Who knows, maybe a Great Luo stands behind them?

If you don't clash, it's fine; but once you do, you'll directly cheat and burst forth—what Nine Axes of Opening Heaven, what Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation—just ask if you're scared!

"Within the Wu Clan, I swallow my anger, dare not speak loudly, let alone insult others."

"Outside the Wu Clan, I can strike with heavy fists, rely on the strong to bully the weak, full of heroic spirit!"

"With one strike I split the three thousand worlds; I wield my axe and walk the world!"

"From now on, this seat need no longer cower and be humble—hahaha!"

Fengxi lowered his arms, hands on his hips, feeling proud and pleased.

The Teng She at his waist also seemed excited, its head swaying up and down, as if likewise envisioning a beautiful future.

(End of chapter)