Chapter 283: The Temptation of the Yu Emperor's Nine Cauldrons; The Hidden Reason for the Yellow River Diverting the Huai

"Heh~"

Wuzhiqi chuckled softly, his eyes deep and sharp, as if they had already pierced through this Great Thousand World to look toward a certain place in the present world.

"I know—"

Wuzhiqi said leisurely: "Most people think that it was because the current Black Emperor raised an army to strike at Heaven, throwing the world into chaos, that the Human Nine Cauldrons fled into the darkness and were lost."

Speaking of Shihuang Ying Zheng, Wuzhiqi felt a strange sense of melancholy.

Come to think of it, it was precisely the chaos caused by that Immortal Qin strike at Heaven that allowed him to be fortunate enough to shake off the golden bell on his nose.

Thus recovering his sanity, no longer in Chaos.

He paused, put away his sentimentality, and continued: "But the real reason is that Dayu took advantage of this opportunity to secretly sink all the Nine Cauldrons into that Nine-Bend Yellow River."

"Do you know why he did that?"

Fang Longye saw that Wuzhiqi had stopped halfway through his speech and was instead asking him a question.

He was speechless for a moment.

However, he still pondered in his mind and said uncertainly: "Could it be related to the fact that the Nine-Bend Yellow River was transformed from the Ancestral Dragon?"

As far as he knew, this Nine-Bend Yellow River in this Honghuang was transformed from the remains of the Ancestral Dragon in the primordial era, not naturally formed.

And the only thing connecting the Nine Cauldrons to the Yellow River would be the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon who were transformed into the divine beasts that suppress the cauldrons.

"Haha! A child worth teaching!"

Wuzhiqi praised: "Thinking about it, as a member of the Dragon Clan, my nephew, you should also know about the conflict between that woman Yinglong and the path of the Ancestral Dragon."

"That I have fallen to this state today is indeed due to Heaven's mandate. But back then, Yinglong was so aggressively targeting me, even going so far as to descend into the mortal world in her status as the Heavenly Consort of Xuanyuan to personally take action against me. That is not something that can be summed up by a single phrase of 'complying with Heaven's mandate'."

"When all is said and done, it is just because I married the youngest daughter of the Ancestral Dragon!"

Speaking of this, Wuzhiqi could not help but become agitated. His words were filled with deep anger and grievance.

However, this resentment was not for his wife and children who had already perished in the Honghuang.

It was rather regret that he had been unable to resist the incitement of the Four Seas Dragon Kings back then, coveting the treasures they promised, and marrying the youngest daughter of the Ancestral Dragon, which led to him being dragged into the internal strife of the Dragon Clan.

Otherwise, with his foundation and schemes, he would never have ended up as miserable as he is now, unable to escape even today, and having wasted all those great opportunities in the Honghuang over these years.

It is not that Wuzhiqi is heartless.

At his level, especially since he is of the Demon kind, the proportion of romantic love in his heart can be said to be negligible.

It is not that he has no feelings at all, but they are extremely shallow; even if his wives, concubines, and children were to die a hundred or a thousand times, it would be difficult for him to feel any grief lingering in his heart.

At most, he would just sigh a little! After a while, Wuzhiqi composed himself and continued: "I only married the youngest daughter of the Ancestral Dragon and suffered such targeting from Yinglong, let alone those nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon!"

"Although the nine brothers are not in the true form of the Dragon Clan, they are far stronger than their four useless younger brothers."

"They were born as innate beings, surpassing all the other children of the Ancestral Dragon. I don't know how that old man Ancestral Dragon managed to do it."

He twisted his neck, causing the iron chains on it to clatter, and stared at Fang Longye: "Nephew, you tell me, could that thieving woman Yinglong not be wary of them?"

Fang Longye naturally echoed him, nodding repeatedly.

It was not that he was not wary of Yinglong Laozu; he was also afraid that after getting out, he would be subject to retaliation from Yinglong Laozu.

The key was that he discovered Wuzhiqi was getting more and more worked up as he spoke.

If he really provoked his dissatisfaction, he would probably be slapped into a pulp before he even left this world.

"She certainly has good calculations, using the fact that Dayu wanted to refine supreme treasures to suppress the Nine Provinces for the Human Race to refine all nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon into those Nine Cauldrons."

"Solving a major future threat."

"It's just that—"

Wuzhiqi changed the subject and sneered: "She can calculate like that, and I can see through it, let alone those old foxes of the Human Race~"

"In the past, when the relationship between the Human Race and the Dragon Clan was good, these Human Race elders could turn a blind eye to her little tricks."

"But now—hehe!"

Fang Longye finally understood.

The Dragon Clan had relied on the Human Race to seize many benefits and had grown too strong. After Shihuang struck at Heaven, regardless of the outcome, the strength of the Human and Dragon races would inevitably wax and wane.

As a result, it naturally aroused the wariness of the Human Race. There was also a rift between the two sides.

Of course, a more important point was that the Dragon Clan's reputation for being two-faced was not at all inferior to that of the Human Race.

Both were types who liked to betray their trust, so naturally, they were extremely guarded against those of their own kind.

He spoke to confirm: "In other words, the Human Race's Yu Huang sinking the Nine Cauldrons into the Yellow River was to target Yinglong Laozu—to bury a nail for her?"

Facing his hesitant address for Yinglong in his words.

Wuzhiqi did not react at all.

Instead, he nodded and continued: "As everyone knows, the Nine-Bend Yellow River is transformed from the origin of the Ancestral Dragon's remains; besides having immeasurable life essence, it also has immeasurable amounts of turbid evil energy deposited within it."

"Dayu sank the Nine Cauldrons into it."

"It not only suppressed the evil energy that had accumulated over countless years, preventing this immeasurable evil energy from collapsing during the chaotic wars of that time, but also allowed the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon within the Nine Cauldrons to constantly absorb the Ancestral Dragon's essence and grow continuously."

Wuzhiqi sneered: "Those scoundrels of the Human Race certainly had a good plan."

"When the time comes, in case they fall out with Yinglong, whether it is releasing the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon or using them as sacrifices to exchange for the return of the Ancestral Dragon, it is a brilliant move that would give Yinglong a headache."

After a long explanation, he looked at Fang Longye and smiled lightly: "Nephew, you possess the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array realized by Yunxiao of the Calamity Sect, and you have the Yu Emperor Cauldron in your hands. As long as you enter the Yellow River, you will naturally develop a sense for the Human Nine Cauldrons."

"For you, wanting to find those Human Nine Cauldrons can be said to be effortless."

Fang Longye nodded on the surface, but in his heart, he was noncommittal.

He was not surprised that Wuzhiqi could see that he had obtained the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array. At Wuzhiqi's level, even if suppressed, he possessed all kinds of incredible abilities.

The key was,

Not to mention that just by listening to Wuzhiqi's tone, one could tell that his resentment toward Yinglong Laozu was not small.

Just the fact that he had once married the youngest daughter of the Ancestral Dragon—would he be so kind as to guide him to devour the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon? No matter what, those nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon could be considered his brothers-in-law~

Seeming to see through Fang Longye's thoughts, Wuzhiqi smiled: "Nephew, don't worry! Perhaps I have a lot of resentment toward that woman Yinglong, but what I truly hate is the Human Race, is Dayu."

"If I can sabotage the Human Race's schemes, even if the price is eliminating future trouble for that hag Yinglong, I accept it!"

"Alright! Enough talk~" Wuzhiqi stretched his back and chuckled, "In any case, I have pointed out this opportunity and fortune to you, my nephew!"

"Whether you believe it or take it,"

"That is your own business, nephew!"

Having said this, before Fang Longye could say anything more, Wuzhiqi waved his hand and sent him out of this realm.

Huai Yin Gui Shan.

In an unknown, mysterious place, within an ancient bronze palace, Fang Longye felt a momentary trance before appearing back in his original position.

"Brother Fang!"

Seeing his figure emerge, the Yu Rong King immediately came to his side.

Looking at the hidden hope in the eyes of the Water Ape Great Sage and the Yu Rong King, Fang Longye shook his head inwardly and took out the Yu Emperor Stele.

Holding the inch-long, earthy-yellow stone stele in his palm, he looked apologetic and said, "I have disappointed Brother Yuan and the Great Sage!"

"Fang's ability is insufficient; despite exhausting my energy, I only managed to help the Huai Vortex Water Lord break free from the suppression of this Spirit Treasure."

The Water Ape Great Sage laughed nonchalantly, "It is no matter. That the Dragon Lord could be of help to my ancestor is already something for which Ming'er and I are endlessly grateful~"

"How could we ask for more?" The Yu Rong King did not show much disappointment either; after Fang Longye emerged, he had already anticipated that his ancestor had not truly escaped.

It was simple: if the escape had truly succeeded, there would have been a massive commotion here long ago.

How could it be so calm?

Before, it was merely because there was still a sliver of unrealistic hope. But after Fang Longye spoke, he naturally recognized the reality.

Therefore, he also smiled and expressed his thanks, "Many thanks to Brother Fang for your help! Brother Fang has truly helped my uncle and me a great deal~"

"I have been busy with various matters; come to think of it, I haven't even properly thanked you for helping my uncle and me retrieve the Water Mansion left behind by my late mother."

"Before this trip, my uncle and I had already prepared a banquet in the Water Mansion. Now that matters are concluded, it is time for us to express our gratitude~"

Fang Longye shook his head and smiled, "You are too polite!"

"It is only right, only right!"

"..."

The three of them exchanged polite refusals.

Then, they left the ancient bronze palace together, returned along the original path, and headed toward the Water Mansion where they had been before~

The "Huaijing" realm, the place where Wuzhiqi was suppressed.

After sending Fang Longye out of this realm, Wuzhiqi's expression changed, and he could not help but burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha! I am finally going to get out!"

"Dayu, Yinglong!"

"And that bunch of treacherous villains of the Human Race! Our accounts are not yet settled!"

Accompanied by his laughter, Wuzhiqi's ape face twisted incessantly, appearing as if he were mad.

After a long while, he regained his composure, though an irrepressible smile still lingered on his face.

His eyes were deep as he looked into the void, seemingly seeing the future of his own escape in the near future.

Of course, he had not told the whole truth.

No, everything he said was true, he had simply omitted some insignificant matters.

The most brilliant lie in this world is one composed entirely of ten parts truth.

He had not deceived that little dragon.

The Nine Cauldrons being in the Yellow River is true, the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon being within the Nine Cauldrons is true, and the guidance on how to find the Human Race's Nine Cauldrons is also true.

After devouring the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, that little dragon who practices the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture' would indeed obtain immense fortune.

He had not lied at all throughout, and he held not the slightest malice toward that little dragon.

All he wanted was for that little dragon to find the Nine Cauldrons and break the seal the Nine Cauldrons held over the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

Whether the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon would be devoured by that little dragon, he did not care in the slightest; what mattered was the act of this little dragon opening the seal of the Nine Cauldrons.

Thinking of this,

Wuzhiqi could not help but laugh.

"Haha! Nephew, oh nephew, I believe you will not disappoint me!"

He had not lied; the Yu Emperor sinking the Nine Cauldrons into the Yellow River was indeed to suppress the Yellow River's baleful energy that had accumulated over countless years, and he indeed had the intention of planting a nail for Yinglong.

But why suppress the Yellow River's baleful energy? The Primordial World had experienced no shortage of calamities before this.

Why was it that the chaotic war of heaven and earth stirred up by Shihuang Ying Zheng was the one that caused the immeasurable baleful energy deposited in the Yellow River to collapse?

Could it be that the Calamity of the Immortal Qin's War on Heaven was more intense and terrifying than previous calamities? Of course not.

The real reason lies in the fact that,

The Ancestral Dragon has begun to awaken!

As the Great Dao of that thief hag Yinglong becomes increasingly perfect and powerful, the hope for the Ancestral Dragon's return becomes increasingly slim.

Under this stress, the Ancestral Dragon had no choice but to accelerate its return at an unknown cost.

And as time passed, the Yellow River, formed from the remains of the Ancestral Dragon, could no longer support the Ancestral Dragon's return; it required more power.

Manifested in the present world, the Yellow River, which was the source of its remains, became increasingly turbulent.

Because only by connecting to more water systems could it support the return of the Ancestral Dragon.

The immeasurable turbid baleful energy that was originally constrained within the Nine-Bend Yellow River was naturally easier to collapse during a Calamity than before—for the Human Race,

The return of the Ancestral Dragon is, of course, a good thing.

Not to mention the constraints on Yinglong, simply being able to cause the Dragon Clan to split directly would be a tremendous boon.

However, this process of return cannot come at the cost of the interests of the Human Race.

For the Human Race, the Yellow River is not merely a great river in the ancestral lands of the Nine Provinces; it is far simpler than that.

As mentioned before, the Yellow River was transformed from the remains of the Ancestral Dragon; within it, besides immeasurable baleful Qi, there is also immeasurable life essence.

And the Human Race is born there, grows there, and dies there. The life essence left behind by the Ancestral Dragon has long since permeated countless generations of the Human Race.

For the Human Race, the Yellow River exists as a mother river, not only in reality but also in terms of destiny.

The Yellow River has long been connected to the destiny of the Human Race; once a disturbance occurs, it will inevitably affect the destiny of the Human Race.

Not to mention, with the return of the Ancestral Dragon.

Within the entire Yellow River, only the essence and spiritual extracts will constitute a part of the Ancestral Dragon's true body.

The immeasurable baleful Qi within, however, will be discarded and left unattended, causing the remaining waters of the Yellow River to become increasingly violent.

In this way, it will first trigger a flood that will affect the entire land of the Nine Provinces of the Human Race. In the end, that immeasurable baleful Qi will erupt directly—and once the turbid baleful Qi of the Yellow River, accumulated over countless Yuan eras, erupts, the entire land of the Nine Provinces of the Human Race will be devastated.

The Human Race will inevitably be severely damaged—

Therefore, even knowing that the return of the Ancestral Dragon could instantly split the Dragon Clan in two and end the threat the Dragon Clan poses to the Human Race's status as the protagonist of the Human Dao.

The old fellows of the Human Race dare not allow the Ancestral Dragon to return just like that.

They had no choice but to sink the Nine Cauldrons into the Nine-Bend Yellow River.

On one hand, to suppress the turbulence of the Yellow River and prevent the resurgence of floods.

On the other hand, to use the Ancestral Dragon essence within the Yellow River to nourish the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon sealed within the Nine Cauldrons, treating them as sacrifices for the Ancestral Dragon's return.

To guide the True Spirit of the Ancestral Dragon to be reborn in the bodies of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

In this way, as long as the sons of the Ancestral Dragon are not present, the True Spirit of the Ancestral Dragon, driven by instinct, will continue its original method of returning using the Yellow River, which was formed from its own remains, as a beacon.

With the Yellow River in turmoil, encroaching upon other water systems and connecting to the Huai Dui, his chance to break free will arrive!

Do not forget, he was once the Huai Vortex Lord who dominated the land of the Three Dues! He is far more experienced than anyone else in how to make use of the power of the Huai Dui.

"Nephew! I believe you will not disappoint me!" Thinking of this, Wuzhiqi muttered about Fang Longye once again.

Originally, he intended to entrust this task to the descendants he had come into contact with.

Who would have thought that Fang Longye would arrive! In the eyes of Wuzhiqi, he is far more suitable than the Yu Rong King and the Water Ape Great Sage.

As for worrying that Fang Longye might see through his schemes? Wuzhiqi believes that even if Fang Longye saw through his schemes and knew the consequences, he would still go after those nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

Even if the floods were to reach the heavens afterward—simply because he has seen through the essence of Fang Longye; they are the same kind of people.

Interests above all, only self and ego.

(End of this chapter)