Shennong Dao Master-Chapter 1181 - 14: War of Annihilation, Purple Light Divine Relics (15,000) (Part 6)
"When the imperial envoy of the Great Zhou leaves, and after offering tribute for a few more years, our actions will merely appear as disputes with various vassal states. The Great Zhou will merely act as a mediator."
"The Western Extreme Continent holds no value to the Great Zhou; as long as we keep pledging allegiance and offering tribute, claiming a territory every decade, a state every century, and taking small steps, there won’t be much of an issue."
"..."
Listening to the deliberations of the Venerables below, Dius on the throne nodded in agreement, as this was his thought as well.
Would the Great Zhou deploy strong forces to destroy their Sith Country?
Nobody would consider this; what could they possibly gain from it?
Without sufficient benefits, there would be considerable opposition within the Great Zhou itself.
As for the secret of the underground relics being leaked?
Dius was confident that it would not be leaked.
"Ulik, go apologize to the Great Zhou’s envoy, list a catalogue of treasures, and present it to the new Emperor of the Great Zhou."
"As for the lands already conquered, this can also be negotiated, to cede a portion." Dius said.
Yet, not much land can actually be ceded, because many small tribes and nations have already been completely annexed by the Sith Country.
The governments no longer exist, who would be given the land?
As long as we pledge allegiance and offer tribute to the Great Zhou, whether it’s occupied by Sith Country or any other nation doesn’t matter.
Moss State, originally, was also just a tribe!
Based on past experiences, the entire Sith Country, from top to bottom, completely misjudged the situation.
Little did they know, at Xichang Prefecture in Western Extreme State, a formidable force had already gathered.
...
In the third year of Yuan Shou, on the tenth day of February, the Spring Festival.
The peace negotiations had concluded, and Zhang Ning returned, accompanied by one of Dius’s sons, as they entered the Western Extreme State with the envoy team.
Dius’s son intended to follow Zhang Ning to Fengjing in Tianyong State to pledge allegiance on behalf of Dius and submit the national letter to Emperor Wu.
On the day of the Spring Festival, hailed as the most important festival of the Great Zhou, the military bases secretly established around the eight nations surrounding the Sith Country also began to move.
"Father, the people of Xichang Prefecture are celebrating the festival, with decorations everywhere, it’s quite lively."
"The Emperor’s sworn brother even hosted me for a banquet yesterday, without imprisoning or cold-shouldering me. It seems the Great Zhou has truly accepted our tribute and allegiance."
"Of course, the Prince of Moss State and the people of the Beitu Country still harbor great hostility towards me..."
Dius’s son was secretly reporting back to his father, Dius.
Upon receiving the news from his son, Dius was also put at ease.
...
Meanwhile, in the Southern Barbarians, Holy Light Royal Court.
The Fate Sky Witch ’Tian Gui’ suddenly opened his eyes on this day, looking down at a mirror before him.
"What’s going on?"
"Why is the Great Zhou deploying forces to the Western Extreme State? Moreover, deploying heavy forces?"
Before the action, Tian Gui hadn’t seen any anomalies, but once the action began, he detected something amiss.
Such ability belonged only to the Heavenly Witches of the Southern Barbarians.
The subjects of the Sith Country were completely unaware that a disaster was impending.
"Is that... Ju Zi Palace?"
"Over three thousand Earth Piercing Divine Ships?"
"And on the ships, thousands of Pu Lao Divine Pillars?"
"Deploying the Ten Directions Chaos Formation with Mixed Element Battleships, what is this for..."
Tian Gui looked at the scene in the mirror, with growing confusion in his eyes.
"It makes no sense; what in the Western Extreme Continent makes it worth such an effort from the Great Zhou?"
Tian Gui found such a predicted outcome absurd and bizarre.
Even when Prince Liang rebelled, when he was killed in Lvliang State, such a force was hardly deployed.
"The first rule of the Fate Sky Witch: No matter how absurd the future may seem, what is seen may happen." Tian Gui pondered.
No matter how absurd, he had to notify Tuoba Gong, to disseminate this information to the four Royal Courts, as was his duty as a Fate Sky Witch.
...
In the Heavenly Realm, Qitian Mountain, Fate Immortal Palace.
"Wow!"
A head popped out from within a black and white robe.
"What a commotion!"
"The Central Earth Dynasty has actually deployed so many powerful forces against Dius?"
"The entrance beneath the glacier won’t be discovered, will it?"
"Let me take a closer look."
The Fate Immortal’s eyes turned white, suddenly his eyes bulged, as if about to explode.
Yet the scene within his eyes remained blurred.
"Not allowed to see? I must see!"
The Fate Immortal extended a finger and directly gouged out his eyeball.
"Buzz~"
After the eyeball was dug out, it started spinning around, continually enlarging.
Like an increase in resolution, the view within the eye gradually became clear.
On the screen, Ju Zi Palace flew above the Royal City of the Sith Country.
In the southeast, northwest, and south directions of the Sith Kingdom, concealed were treasure-class warships.
In the farther distance, about a thousand miles away, mountain peaks suddenly jutted up from the ground.
On the peaks, a divine temple stood.
At the mountain’s base, stood a boundary stele about a hundred meters high, inscribed with the character ’Feng’.
"Wow wow wow!"
The Fate Immortal exclaimed in awe.
"The boundary steles of Feng have been uprooted to deploy the formation, how deep is Sith Country’s enmity with the Great Zhou?"
"Ten Thousand Mountains used to bear a Heavenly God Temple?"
"Ah—"
One of the Fate Immortal’s eyeballs suddenly exploded, with a letter magnifying within the eye, seemingly about to break out from the eye, descending to his Fate Immortal Palace.
"Oh no, can’t keep looking."
The Fate Immortal quickly burst the other eyeball, and as it exploded, a black and white aura enveloped the eye filled with the letter.
"Bang bang!"
Two explosions, mutually obliterated, entirely turned into nothingness.
"Such a bizarre spell..."
The Fate Immortal’s head retreated back into the black and white robe.
He had to avoid attracting attention.
...
In the distant Sith Country, the Creation Plate was like a giant parasol, enveloping a section of the world.
