Chapter 323: The Great Tang Dragon and the Anti-Japanese Marvel (Requesting Monthly Votes

Mysterious Space!

Since the last Lunhuizhe Wu Xian obtained the Chat Group System, the Mysterious Space has undergone some strange changes, the most obvious being that Wu Xians now meet far more frequently.

Almost every night, two or three, or even more Wu Xians gather here, and occasionally there are group team-building events, turning what was once a rather desolate space into a lively one.

Over time, the Wu Xians gradually discovered patterns and drafted an initial schedule, pairing up to take shifts so that no new powerful newcomer would enter the Mysterious Space unnoticed, thus missing the chance to launch everyone into the stratosphere.

Tonight, the duty shift falls to the Wu Xian from the Tang Dynasty world and the Wu Xian from the One Person world, of the San Yi Sect.

The Wu Xian from the Tang Dynasty world is currently riding high: before the plot even began, he had already stolen most of the male lead’s screen time—including the Longevity Scripture and numerous other opportunities—and engaged in intimate interactions with beauties like Wan Wan, Shang Xiuxun, and Shi Qingxuan, earning the enmity of many factions.

Fortunately, the problem is minor; after gaining his cheat, the Tang Dynasty Wu Xian crushes all opposition with wisdom and fists.

Wherever his fists point, countless martial sects collapse, propelling him to become the most sought-after warrior of his era, renowned across the land, with some even comparing him to the Three Patriarchs, making him a target for all.

“What rank are the Three Patriarchs? How dare they be mentioned in the same breath as me?”

Yet Wu Xian himself rejects this praise, directly traveling to the grasslands to challenge the Martial Saint Bi Xuan.

And then… there’s nothing more to say.

In less than three days, Wu Xian not only beat Bi Xuan to death but also wiped out the Tiele, Tuyuhun, Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates, and Goryeo.

In comparison, the deaths of the two famed martial patriarchs—Bi Xuan and Master Fu Cailin—barely warranted a mention.

One man, an army! One man, a nation destroyed!

Since the Five Barbarians’ Rebellion, central plains dynasties had suffered for centuries from barbarian invasions; the nomads of the grasslands were like leeks—cut down one crop, another sprouted, endlessly.

But now, a problem that had plagued the central plains for centuries was resolved in just three days by Wu Xian alone.

The world was stunned!

Interestingly, soon after this news spread, many factions began conducting detailed background investigations on Wu Xian, this meteoric warrior.

Upon learning he originally came from a killer organization under the Bu Tian Dao, the entire Demon Sect erupted in excitement, with the Yin Gui Sect leading the charge.

Instantly, from the Yin Gui Holy Maiden down to the top courtesans of their brothels, all prepared to deploy every trick to offer themselves as concubines to the newly crowned number one under heaven, fully embodying the Demon Sect’s nature.

But while the Yin Gui Sect moved fast, their old rivals, the Cihang Pure Chamber, moved faster; before Wu Xian even returned from the grasslands, those professional matchmaker nuns had already sent the fragrant Cihang Holy Maiden to him, euphemistically calling it “feeding oneself to the demon.”

Utterly shameless!

Fine, fine, fine! You want to play like this? Then don’t blame us for abandoning martial virtue.

Soon, rumors spread that the Yin Gui Sect’s patriarch, the Yin Empress Zhu Yuyan, had personally journeyed to the grasslands, bringing along her beloved disciple, the demoness Wan Wan, her second disciple Bai Qing’er, and even her own daughter Shan Meixian and granddaughter Shan Meijing.

A luxurious combination of three generations plus master-disciple entanglement—who could withstand this? Tell me, Cihang Brothel, are you afraid?

Wu Xian: Pāpāpā! Must pā!

Leaving aside the Tang Dynasty world, whose tone is increasingly drifting toward ancient martial arts drama, the One Person world’s plot is far more positive.

The details are hard to recount fully; simply put, it can be summed up in one title: The Legend of Wu Xian, the Anti-Japanese Marvel!

The specifics need not be elaborated—suffice it to say, future generations will likely never see another installment of the “This Tokyo Isn’t So Cold” romantic action series.

After the war ended, Wu Xian was recorded in the highest-tier archives of every nation, assigned the unified code: No. 1, with two nearly identical annotations.

In Huaxia, he was called a Land Immortal; elsewhere, he was known as the God Among Men.

Thus, history continued forward; freed from the burdens of war, the world gradually restored peace.

Amid this era of rebuilding, the state faced countless challenges, and Wu Xian naturally did not stand idly by—but neither did he force growth.

He merely intervened subtly at critical moments, accelerating the emergence of progressive policies or helping breakthroughs in scientific research under his guidance, sparing the new Huaxia unnecessary detours and ensuring its growth remained steady.

Additionally, regarding the issue of supernatural individuals within the country, the new Huaxia leadership intended to intervene by establishing the “Naidu Tong” Company—or rather, its precursor organization—to centrally monitor and manage all supernatural factions.

Of course, they did not forget Wu Xian, this Land Immortal; almost immediately, they invited him to join as a senior executive, assisting the state in managing supernaturals.

But Wu Xian refused, citing his dislike of constraints; he only requested a nominal directorship, entitling him to all company benefits without participating in any activities or decisions.

Frankly, this demand was excessive—equivalent to enjoying rights without accepting responsibility. In any nation or organization, no one would agree; not even cursing “Get out!” was already a sign of restraint.

But Wu Xian’s situation was different.

He was simply too powerful, exceeding human imagination’s limits—a walking, living catastrophe, more terrifying than nuclear weapons.

Not only did Western nations fear his existence, but even new Huaxia feared he might, by some “accidental” act, recreate an event like the Japanese Isles.

Thus, faced with such a living ancestor, as long as he didn’t cross certain lines and principles, the new Huaxia leadership dared not object to any of his demands—without hesitation, they immediately granted him unconditional approval.

Besides, although Wu Xian claimed he wouldn’t participate in company activities, outsiders didn’t know that.

All they needed to do was name-drop him—and how many supernaturals in the circles would dare refuse the company’s authority? Merely this aura of borrowed power was enough for the fledgling company.

In fact, this was new Huaxia’s true goal; otherwise, entrusting the company to a supernormal individual of unimaginable strength with a sect background would have made them uneasy.

(End of Chapter)