Chapter 170: Stirring Up the Great Desolation! The Chat Group Members Are Envious to Death!

Within the vast, boundless Outer Space.

The Sun Star hangs high, and from the place where Di Jun is in seclusion, waves of intense fluctuations emanate, as if gestating some kind of powerful force.

Ever since the battle ended that day, Di Jun has once again gone into seclusion, devoting his heart and soul to the contemplation of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, hoping to use it to achieve Proving the Dao and Becoming a Saint.

Taiyi, meanwhile, sits in command of the Sun Star, constantly directing the Demon Race army and consolidating the defenses of the Zhou Tian Star Formation to ensure that no similar incidents occur again, such as Lu Yun seizing the stars or the Wu Clan leading numerous Great Desolation powerhouses in an attack.

Taiyi stands atop the Star Palace, looking down at the densely packed Demon Race soldiers below; his face is filled with majesty and gravity.

The Demon Race now only has this territory in Outer Space left, and he absolutely will not allow any more mistakes to happen.

Just at this moment, the Demon Saint Baize walks over with a bitter expression on his face.

"Your Majesty Eastern Emperor, something terrible has happened," the Demon Saint Baize sighs. "I have already tried various methods to reclaim those main stars that were taken from us by Lu Yun, but I have been unable to take them back."

Hearing this, Taiyi immediately knits his brows, a flash of irritation crossing his eyes.

"Those main stars are an important part of our Demon Race's territory. If they remain in Lu Yun's hands, it will be extremely disadvantageous for our Demon Race!" he says in a deep voice.

"How could I not know that?"

The Demon Saint Baize smiles bitterly. "But that boy Lu Yun has strange methods; he actually activated the original Innate Great Array of those stars and connected them to one another. Now we cannot get close at all; if we act rashly, I fear we will suffer heavy casualties."

Taiyi knits his brows tightly.

In the past, even if it meant forcing the Demon Race to pay the price of heavy casualties, he would have forcibly broken the Great Array to regain control of those stars.

But after the previous battle with the Wu Clan, the Demon Race has already suffered massive casualties and has not yet recovered, so he dares not act recklessly.

If they were to suffer huge casualties to break the array, only for the Wu Clan to take the opportunity to attack again, they would be truly miserable.

Yet if they do not regain control of those stars, the Demon Race's Zhou Tian Star Formation will struggle to unleash its true power, and their situation will be equally passive!

Taiyi is caught in a dilemma.

Just then, another Demon Saint walks over in a hurry; it is Feilian.

Taiyi looks at Feilian and, seeing his grave expression, cannot help but ask, "Has something happened again?"

Feilian reports, "Your Majesty Eastern Emperor, I have just returned from the lower realm and discovered that the Human Race is building cities on a massive scale!"

Taiyi frowns: "What does building cities mean?"

Baize also reveals a look of confusion.

Feilian directly activates his Supernatural Power, conjuring an illusion of a Human Race city out of thin air, including the scenes of the humans laboring within it, all presented before them.

Seeing this city, Taiyi does not react immediately, but Baize shows a look of shock and says, "Could this be Lu Yun's idea again?!"

Feilian nods repeatedly: "That's right!"

Taiyi asks curiously, "Baize, what have you thought of?"

Baize looks grave, pointing at the fields and livestock in the city, and says, "Your Majesty Eastern Emperor, the Human Race is subverting their original way of survival. This move will allow them to survive more easily, which will inevitably cause the Human Race Luck to increase greatly, and their strength will also improve significantly!"

He takes a deep breath and says, "If this continues for long, I fear the Human Race will grow into a formidable enemy of our Demon Race!"

Taiyi's brows knit even deeper. Although he does not fully believe Baize's judgment and does not think such a weak Human Race could truly become an enemy of the Demon Race, the thought that this was brought about by Lu Yun makes him feel he must be on guard.

The Demon Saint Feilian says urgently, "Now, the disciples under the Three Pure Ones have all come out to help the Human Race build cities everywhere, and even among our Demon Race on the Primordial Land, many tribes are following suit!"

"What?" Taiyi is both shocked and angry. "These ignorant tribes actually dare to follow the Human Race in building cities? Do they intend to betray the Demon Race?"

Although he still does not quite understand what use this city-building of Lu Yun's has, he is still extremely annoyed to learn that there are those within the Demon Race who would commit such an act of betrayal.

"It does not amount to betrayal yet, but if things continue this way, it is hard to say they won't harbor deviant thoughts," the Demon Saint Baize analyzes calmly.

"Damn it!" Taiyi slams his fist onto the nearby railing in hatred. "These tribes are truly daring! If it weren't for the fact that Brother Di Jun is at a critical moment in his seclusion, I would personally go down there and wipe them all out!"

"Your Majesty Eastern Emperor, please calm your anger," the Demon Saint Baize urges quickly. "The urgent matter now is not to punish those tribes, but to find a way to resolve the current predicament."

Taiyi cannot think of any solution for the moment and can only order the other Demon Saints to be summoned to discuss it together.

However, after the Demon Saints arrive and learn the news, they discuss it for a long time but fail to come up with any strategy.

After all, now that they have retreated to Outer Space, if they want to enter the Primordial Land, they can still find ways to tear through the void, but to lead the Demon Race below into the Primordial Land, they must pass through the Heavenly Court.

But they gave the Heavenly Court to the Wu Clan last time, and now those Ancestral Witches are personally in command; it is impossible for them to let them bring the Demon Race through.

As for starting another war with the Wu Clan...

At least for now, they have absolutely no confidence in doing so.

Taiyi's gaze sweeps over the Demon Saints present; their expressions vary—some are angry, some worried, and others lost in thought.

He takes a deep breath, suppresses the restlessness in his heart, and says in a deep voice, "Everyone, this is a critical moment for our Demon Race. The Demon Emperor is in seclusion, and we must not let him be distracted. As for those tribes imitating the Human Race, let them be for now. Our task is to guard the Sun Star well; once our brother emerges from seclusion, he will naturally be able to sweep away everything!"

Upon hearing this, the Demon Saints nod one after another, knowing that Taiyi's words make sense.

During the time Di Jun is in seclusion, they must maintain the stability of the Demon Race and not let outside turmoil affect the foundation of the Demon Race.

Once Di Jun becomes a Saint, whether it is reclaiming the Heavenly Court or clearing out those rebellious Demon Race members in the lower realm, it will be an effortless task!

At the same time, within the Heavenly Court.

After the Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan occupied the Heavenly Court, they have not left.

At this moment, they are eating meat and drinking wine from large bowls, enjoying a rare moment of pleasure.

Suddenly, a Great Witch rushes in and reports, "Ancestral Witches, important news has come from the Primordial Land!"

"What matter is so important?" the lead Ancestral Witch, Dijiang, asks while putting down his wine cup.

"The Human Race in the lower realm is building cities on a massive scale!" the Great Witch says, panting. "And the disciples under the Three Pure Ones have also gone to help; they have already built over a dozen large cities!"

As he speaks, he also uses his Supernatural Power to present the situation of the Human Race cities before the Ancestral Witches.

"Oh? This actually happened?" The Ancestral Witch Jumang raises his brows, showing some interest.

"It looks like this must be Brother Lu Yun's idea again," the Ancestral Witch Zhurong says.

"It actually looks quite interesting!" The Ancestral Witch Gonggong cannot help but develop some interest as well.

"According to the news we received, there are now many other tribes in the Great Desolation who are starting to follow the Human Race's example and build cities!" the Great Witch continues.

Upon learning of the movements of Lu Yun and the Human Race, a gleam flashes in the eyes of the Ancestral Witches; they look at each other and see the excitement and anticipation in each other's eyes.

"Haha, Brother Lu Yun truly keeps bringing us surprises!" the Ancestral Witch Zhurong says with a loud laugh. "This Human Race city he has created looks very interesting; we of the Wu Clan cannot fall behind!"

"That's right! Our Wu Clan has always been the hegemon of the Primordial Land. If we don't participate in something like this, wouldn't it make us seem too outdated?" Ancestral Witch Xizi also chimed in. Ancestral Witch Dijiang nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "This matter is feasible! We shall build a Witch City at the foot of Mount Buzhou. It will echo the Heavenly Court, and it will also allow us to better observe and manage the Primordial Land."

"Good! Then it is settled!" The other Ancestral Witches also expressed their agreement one after another.

In any case, they had been staying in this Heavenly Court for a few months and were getting a bit bored, so returning to the Primordial Land to move about would be fine! Only Ancestral Witch Xuanming had little interest in the matter of building a city.

She said, "You all go ahead and handle this. I won't go; I will guard this Heavenly Court to prevent a surprise attack from the Demon Race!"

Ancestral Witch Jumang nodded and said, "Xuanming's words are reasonable. Since that is the case, I shall stay behind as well!"

The other Ancestral Witches naturally had no objections. They immediately left the Heavenly Court and began to mobilize the power of the Wu Clan to take action, preparing to build a magnificent Witch City at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

After the various tribes of the Wu Clan below learned the news, they were filled with high enthusiasm. Very soon, they began to break ground and start construction on the foundation of the original Witch Ancestral Land to build the city of the Wu Clan.

For a time, the foot of Mount Buzhou was bustling with activity.

Many Ancestral Witches even took action personally, each using their Supernatural Power to build grand palaces for themselves.

……

By the side of Cloud Lake.

Lu Yun was cooking food for everyone.

The ingredients he used were naturally some fish caught from Cloud Lake.

Previously, although Lu Yun had cooked plenty of food, he had truly never prepared any fish-based ingredients.

Now that he had harvested so many ingredients, he naturally had to show off his skills.

Incidentally, he could also pass on some methods of eating fish to the Human Race here.

Having tasted the new delicacies, whether it was Houtu, the sisters Xihe and Changxi, or even Nuwa, they could not help but praise them repeatedly.

Just at this moment, Houtu suddenly learned of the movements of the Wu Clan and spoke of this matter.

Regarding this, Lu Yun only smiled slightly and did not mind.

He looked at Houtu and asked, "Fellow Daoist Houtu, the Wu Clan is going to build a Witch City; are you also going back to help?"

Houtu pondered for a moment, then quickly shook her head and said, "Forget it, let the older brothers go and fuss over it for now. I imagine they will leave some space for me; I can just go back later and build my Houtu Palace then!"

After a slight pause in her voice, she could not help but smile, looking at Lu Yun as she said, "By comparison, traveling through the Great Desolation with you all is much more interesting!"

Not far away, when Kunpeng heard these words from Houtu, there was an old grievance in his heart that he had to vent.

These fellows were having a grand time, but what about him, Kunpeng?

A dignified Demon Master was treated as a mount time and time again, being ridden here and there. Now, the vast majority of people in the Great Desolation knew about this!

This made him feel as if he had almost no face left to see anyone!

Yet, he was helpless regarding this matter. He couldn't really risk Heavenly Punishment to resist, could he? If he truly had that kind of courage, he would have resisted long ago; why would he need to wait until now? Therefore, after thinking it over, Kunpeng could only lower his head and sigh helplessly.

Just at this moment—

"We have stayed here for a long time, and the city construction here is mostly finished. It is time for me and the others to leave!"

Lu Yun pointed his hand toward a large ship in front that he had just had the Human Race build, and added, "This time, we will travel downstream by boat, drifting wherever it takes us. Let's change our mood for traveling, how about that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Changxi's eyes lit up first, and she said, "Good, good!"

Xihe also smiled and nodded, saying, "That's a good idea!"

Houtu and Nuwa both expressed their agreement as well.

Kunpeng also became excited.

Because if Lu Yun and the others chose to travel by boat, wouldn't that mean he would not need to be used as a mount and would temporarily not need to continue losing face? But before Kunpeng could be happy for long, he heard Lu Yun say, "Kunpeng, don't just stand there either. Go with Lu Wen to scout the situation ahead on the river and find the next location suitable for building a city!"

Kunpeng's face fell instantly, and he complained bitterly in his heart. He had thought he could escape the fate of being used as a mount, but he had not expected Lu Yun to assign him a new task.

Seeing that Lu Yun had even manifested his Literature Dao avatar, Lu Wen, he knew he had no way to refuse.

Subsequently, Kunpeng flew into the sky with Lu Wen and began to scout the situation ahead.

Lu Yun nodded with satisfaction, then turned to the others and said, "Then let us prepare to set off. I believe this journey will be even more wonderful!"

The women all revealed expressions of anticipation upon hearing this.

Soon, Lu Yun and the others boarded the large ship and slowly set off along the current of Cloud Lake.

Lu Yun casually summoned a gust of wind, and the large ship began to move rapidly through the water, entering a great river. Lu Yun and the others sat at the bow of the boat, admiring the scenery along the way.

The water of the great river was clear to the bottom, fish swam freely in the water, and the mountains on both banks rose and fell with lush trees providing shade; the scenery was pleasant.

Such scenery made one feel relaxed and happy, as if one could forget all troubles.

Lu Yun and the others continued to taste delicacies along the way while chatting and laughing.

When the mood struck, Lu Yun casually snapped a photo and sent it to the Transmigration Chat Group.

Lu Yun: "Traveling by boat with a few female fellow Daoists. Do the big shots think there is anything I need to pay attention to?"

Chat Group members: "..."

A single photo caused a huge uproar in the Transmigration Chat Group.

In the photo, Lu Yun could be seen sitting at the bow of the boat, with Houtu, Xihe, Changxi, and Nuwa sitting beside him in turn. The group was chatting, laughing, and tasting delicacies, looking incredibly comfortable.

The background was the clear river water and the beautiful mountains on both banks, forming a stunning picture.

Fang Xu: "Good fellow, Lu Yun is embracing beauties on both sides, enjoying the blessings of a man!"

Jiang Ye: "And he's brought the top goddesses of the Great Desolation with him; it's simply making me green with envy!"

Liu Chongxiao: "Envious, so envious. This is the true life of an immortal!"

Lei Hong: "Heh, the kid has quite the romantic luck!"

Zhou Yu: "Is there anything else to pay attention to? Just make sure you don't get killed by their beauty!"

You Fang: "When will we have the chance... forget it, stop daydreaming. I reckon I won't have such an opportunity in this lifetime!"

Qin Ling: "Don't be sad, youngster. At least you survived. Compared to the newcomers who entered with you, you can consider yourself lucky!"

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(End of this chapter)