Chapter 1050: Qinglime's Envoy Mission

Wu Tie gathered a group of the oldest, most experienced senior officials from Wuguo, and seriously studied the information about the human high-level sent by Academy Nine.

The human holy land, Nüwa Island.

The human holy land, Xi Valley.

The chiefs of the human people, the leaders of the major branch tribes, as well as the elders of each surname and department, the most famous young talents of the new generation in each department, their personalities, their experiences, the things they have done, their legendary stories, etc.

"What's the matter? Why are you researching these?" Bai Ying was a bit puzzled by Wu Tie's behavior.

She didn't ask where Wu Tie got these materials; she was just curious what he intended to do by researching them.

Wu Tie snatched the wine jar from Zhu Ji's hand, gulped a mouthful, and before Zhu Ji could lose her temper, he shoved the jar back into her hand.

Exhaling the wine fumes, Wu Tie said in a low voice: "I always feel it might be useful…… I always feel that perhaps one day we will use these materials."

Bai Ying's voice suddenly turned low: "Do you think you will go to war with Nüwa Island and Xi Valley?"

Wu Tie furrowed his brows, remained silent for a long time, then slowly said: "I have dealt with an old matriarch from Nüwa Island; she is truly very tolerant and very fair. But…… can the old matriarchs truly grasp the entirety of the human race?"

Shaking his head, Wu Tie said softly: "Not necessarily."

If the old matriarchs truly could grasp the entire human race, then Ji Bai Jie's Heavenly Court would not have appeared.

If the old matriarchs truly could grasp the entire human race, then when the human states on various battlefields and hunting grounds faced imminent disaster, Nüwa Island and Xi Valley would have organized a human army to strike decisively, rather than merely sending out so-called frontline supervisors in a half-hearted manner.

If the old matriarchs truly could grasp the entire human race, the human allied army—why would it need to turn a hand and continue to hang the Heavenly Court's skin?

I always feel that internal human affairs are murky and scheming, with someone manipulating things.

Power is an extremely wonderful thing; power also brings terrible disasters.

"Perhaps you're overthinking it." Bai Ying looked at Wu Tie with a hint of worry: "Perhaps you don't need to burden yourself so much. You, there's no need to burden the human race's……"

Wu Tie hastily waved his hand to cut off Bai Ying's words: "Enough, enough, don't describe me as that great. I have never felt that the vast human race has anything that needs me alone to bear."

"I am merely looking out for myself, seeking to live carefree and happy while doing my best to do things that let my conscience rest easy."

Wu Tie raised his head, gazing at the exquisite pattern on the ceiling of the huge cabin, and said in a low voice: "I am merely a fortunate mortal who happened to gain some power and authority…… that's all."

"I never thought too much; you, or rather you all, also shouldn't think of me as too great." Wu Tie shrugged his shoulders, speaking calmly: "Just like when I was a child, sharing my rations with the little brats at home…… purely just seeking peace of mind."

Bai Ying pursed her lips and smiled.

Zhu Ji let out a drunken belch, mumbling: "Really troublesome, why are you saying all this nonsense? See someone you don't like, punch them dead, and the world will be at peace."

Lifting her head proudly, Zhu Ji said arrogantly: "What conscience, huh? As long as someone seeks trouble with me, I'll punch them dead, and my conscience will feel just fine!"

Long Ying also laughed beside them; compared to Zhu Ji, the azure dragon born of the barbaric tribes has a simpler mind.

She truly doesn't understand why Wu Tie and Bai Ying have so many worries.

As good friend Zhu Ji said, whoever seeks trouble, just beat them to death……

Still researching the personalities of those human high-ups? Researching their behavior patterns? Researching their stress responses?

Hey, with this kind of free time, drinking some alcohol, eating some meat, finding a bunch of young bulls and wild piglets to watch them fight, or personally going up and fighting them, wouldn't that be more enjoyable?

"Meddlesome busybody!" Long Ying glanced at Wu Tie sideways, throwing out the idiom she had just learned these days from an old scholar of the Kong family.

Wu Tie looked embarrassed and unable to speak, he narrowed his eyes, turned his head sideways, and with a look of disdain glanced at Long Ying: "This word, used here, is it perhaps used in the wrong place?"

"Self-inflicted worries!" Long Ying thought for a moment and changed the word.

Wu Tie opened his mouth, struck speechless by Long Ying's comment. Perhaps it's true? He really is bringing trouble upon himself.

"Also right, what's the point of me thinking so much?" Wu Tie gritted his teeth: "If the sky falls, there will be tall people to prop it up…… we bring our friends and relatives, Mu Dalu is so vast, find a spot to settle, and live our own little lives!"

Bai Ying sighed softly beside him: "Tall people? In this world, there aren't many taller than you…… bringing your friends and relatives to flee? Your friends and relatives are surely too many. Not counting the Wu tribe, you now have those civil officials and generals under your command, plus their wives and children—can you really shake them off?"

Wu Tie's mood, which had just brightened a little, was immediately made gloomy again by Bai Ying's words.

With a grim face, Wu Tie snatched the wine jar from Zhu Ji's hand, ignoring her angry shout, and carried the jar out of the cabin.

As he walked, he gulped wine, Wu Tie loudly shouted: "Don't bother me, nobody bother me…… uh, after an hour, send over the war situations of each department. Also, ask the forward scouts what the various departments of the Heavenly Court are doing, and the latest military report? After an hour, I want to see the latest military intelligence summary!"

Bai Ying spread her hands, shook her head: "Fortunate, the Great Jin rebuilt by the Grandfather Emperor only has this little territory."

Zhu Ji glared angrily at Wu Tie as he walked out, waved her hand, and pulled out another sealed jar of strong liquor: "Seeking trouble for oneself, indeed."

Wu Tie walked to the bow of the God-Slaying Vessel, jumped over the rail, and sat on the huge, ferocious demon-head figure at the prow, drinking wine while gazing at the distant scenery.

Blue sky with white clouds, sea and sky merging as one, a large flock of seagulls rising and falling, vying to catch fish.

To the front-right, there is an extremely large island.

The island's inhabitants, having received relief from the Wuguo army, had just been rescued from the demons' hands and had just restored a certain order.

The offshore waters of the island already had occasional appearances of alum.

The resilience of the human race is truly tremendous; no matter what happens, life must go on. When this island was restored by the Wuguo army, not a single one in a hundred of its inhabitants remained.

But after just a few days, the fishermen by the sea have already begun going out to fish.

Life, must continue.

Further away, thousands of Wuguo warships glide through the air, like a pack of evil sharks on patrol.

A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed, and a Thunder God Vessel appeared out of nowhere near that fleet of warships. The great fleet immediately surged toward that Thunder God Vessel, and powerful soul undulations spread through the air, issuing the sternest warning to the other side.

On the Thunder God Vessel, Qinglime, dressed in a green long skirt, walked out gracefully.

Her gentle, clear voice spread far: "May I ask, is the Majesty of Wuguo ahead? I am Qinglime, serving as Secretary-General of Nüwa Island; today, I have come specially to discuss the future of the human race with the Majesty of Wuguo."

"Get back!" Wu Tie waved his hand.

The massive fleet that had surrounded the Thunder God Vessel quickly dispersed to the left and right; further away, the dozen-odd small God-Slaying Vessels and the great fleet that were rushing this way also began to slow down, then turned and retreated.

Qinglime smiled, stepping on a mass of flowing clouds, she came unhurriedly to face Wu Tie.

"Upon our first meeting, Your Majesty is even younger and more capable than I imagined." Qinglime smiled brightly and bowed to Wu Tie: "I also wish to thank Your Majesty for, a few days ago, disciplining my unruly son."

Wu Tie instinctively narrowed his eyes at Qinglime: "Gong Sun Yao, is he your son?"

Qinglime sighed, shook her head: "Yao boasts of having some talent; from childhood he has been somewhat arrogant, looking down on all the outstanding talents of the world—if this continues, he will surely suffer a loss. Your Majesty managed to give him a stern wake-up call, and these days he has also been diligent and hardworking; I truly want to thank Your Majesty."

Wu Tie waved his hand: "Nice words, don't say them…… coming to this, does it mean you lot are plotting to seize the foundation of the Heavenly Court?"

Qinglime's face stiffened—how could Wu Tie's words be so harsh?

He gave a light cough, and Qing Ning said softly: "In times of peril for the human race, we humans must unite to resist…… This Heavenly Court is quite mysterious; all kinds of warships, especially those large floating cloud war devices, far surpass our current human level. Therefore, under my direction, we have directly employed them……"

Wu Tie interrupted Qing Ning's words: "Um, stop the nice talk, let's speak directly. Why, in the previous clashes between the Heavenly Court and my Wuguo, did you not use the Pool of Immortal Ascension? Also, when you fight the demons, many of your soldiers have truly died in battle…… You don't know that the Heavenly Court's soldiers, even if they die in battle, can be endlessly reborn in the Pool of Immortal Ascension, right?"

Qing Ning's face froze completely.

The gentleness in her eyes vanished without a trace, turning icy to the bone; even Wu Tie, upon suddenly seeing her gaze, faintly felt a chill run through his heart.

On the rear deck, Mi Wu and the other followers of the Wisdom God Tribe who closely trailed Wu Tie seeking refuge were secretly using arcane arts to spy on the movements here——When they were in the Glazed Pure Land, they had suffered Qing Ning's attack, but they…… had not actually told Wu Tie about this.

They concealed Qing Ning's existence.

They never expected Qing Ning to appear so openly before Wu Tie.

They didn't even change her name, nor alter her appearance in the slightest!

Tsk tsk, the Great Princess Qing Ning of the Wisdom God Tribe is actually now the Chief Steward of the human race's holy land, Nüwa Island?

Mi Wu and the others trembled with excitement all over—the aura of conspiracy was so sweet; the feeling of a conspiracy succeeding was so wonderful.

They gritted their teeth, forcibly restraining their impulses.

They wanted to see what Qing Ning truly intended to do…… Even if it meant being smashed to pieces, to witness a great conspiracy unfolding—that is the very purpose of their existence!

"Heavenly Court? Pool of Immortal Ascension? Heavenly Court soldiers endlessly reborn?" Qing Ning gritted her teeth, saying word by word: "Your Majesty, do you know what you're saying?"

Wu Tie looked solemnly at Qing Ning: "It seems you, and some other human high-ranking officials, have been swayed by Ji Bai Jie? Uh……

Huang Yu grabbed a document and strode over, hissing: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Court prisoners detained in the Luomo Archipelago have suddenly rioted; about forty percent of the prisoners were slaughtered to a man by their fellows turning on them, while the remaining sixty percent…… all committed suicide!"

"Those who committed suicide…… all turned into light rain that merged with heaven and earth."

Huang Yu handed the document to Wu Tie: "This is military intelligence sent from the commander of the prisoner camp."

Qing Ning's body swayed, her face turning completely red: "Good, good, good, very good! Granny, clever all her life, was kept in the dark by that lowly spawn you, Ji San Gouzi, the woodcutter, fathered!"

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"

"Ha, Granny, you've been wasting these days strengthening the Heavenly Court and supplying materiel…… Turns out, it was all for your benefit!"

"I've spent my life hunting geese, only to have my eyes pecked by a goose!"

"Granny wanted to eat alone, yet you snatched the first bite of the fatty meat?"

A faint black vapor rose above Qing Ning's head, showing she had reached the peak of her anger.

Wu Tie looked at Qing Ning, on the verge of demonic transformation, and said softly: "Lady Qing Ning, as the Chief Steward of Nüwa Island, does that mean that when the island's senior matriarchs are absent, you decide everything on the island?"

"In that case, you truly are a remarkable great figure."

"Um, what business do you have with me, Your Majesty? Look, I've even told you this top‑secret matter of the Pool of Immortal Ascension……

Qing Ning's flushed face quickly returned to normal, still that fair, moist complexion. The black vapor above her head vanished without a trace, and the terrifying force that had gathered in her body—making even Wu Tie feel a faint unease—disappeared as if it had never existed, dissipating completely.

With a faint smile, Qing Ning gently said: "Your Majesty, I momentarily lost composure, causing you amusement. I have come this time……

A clear sound came from Qing Ning's sleeve; she furrowed her brows and pulled out a cracked jade pendant. She said softly: "Oh, Yao'er suffered grave injury? Good, good, as long as he's alive……

Shaking her head, Qing Ning gave Wu Tie an apologetic smile: "Yao'er is in dire straits; I must rush to save him…… Let's discuss this in detail another time.

With a slight smile, Qing Ning looked at Wu Tie and said leisurely: "Actually, I came this time to discuss with Your Majesty the future of the human race and the prospects of Wuguo…… Um, please, Your Majesty, consider carefully: after this calamity, where should our human race go from here?"

Wu Tie followed Qing Ning's line: "After this disaster, what then? As long as our human race remains trapped beneath the Heavenly Dome, I fear……

Qing Ning nodded, speaking earnestly to Wu Tie: "So, Your Majesty, consider this: if we could completely resolve the crisis facing humanity…… if we could utterly exterminate those extraterrestrial demons……

Inside the deckhouse, Mi Wu and the others trembled with excitement, gooseflesh rising all over their bodies.

Conspiracy, conspiracy—Qing Ning's conspiracy is about to unfold……

Qing Ning smiled at Wu Tie, then crushed the jade pendant in her hand. A strong burst of spiritual light shot from the pendant, enveloping Qing Ning and vanishing instantly.