This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 375 - 373 Although the situations of exerting themselves are different...
It was too tragic.
「Three days later,」 Wu Wang witnessed the entire process of the divine battle. In the end, he could only summarize it with these three words—it was too tragic.
He didn’t sympathize with the two Innate Gods but rather felt pity for those loyal Divine Generals and followers who shouted for the glory of certain gods, only to end up as muck.
The divine battle concluded with one side admitting defeat.
Although both sides suffered heavy casualties, the two Innate Gods only engaged in a ’touch-and-go’ combat.
They seemed to have no concern for the life and death of their Divine Generals and followers. As soon as the weaker side recognized the gap in strength, they immediately called a halt to the divine battle.
After all, it was the defeated side’s Divine Generals who knelt and admitted their error; it had nothing to do with the gods themselves.
The divine lords, having lost thousands of years’ worth of Divine Power harvest, would return and vent their anger on these Divine Generals—beating and scolding them. It was extremely ugly.
Well, that’s the Heaven Palace.
Wu Wang thought it over carefully for a long time and decided against going to the defeated minor god to ’strike a deal’.
He had planned to buy those defeated Divine Generals, believing that with some guidance, he could perhaps awaken their desire for revenge.
But then he considered that if he were to take away these Divine Generals, the minor god, upon returning to the Heaven Palace, would likely have his followers within that Divine Realm face a terribly grim fate.
So he let it be.
With a touch of reflection, Wu Wang glanced at the temple filled with joyful laughter and stealthily slipped away to Emperor’s City.
The eight Giant Wood Spirits, looking like slightly larger green plants, radiated a peaceful vitality.
Under Hu Sheng’s tireless efforts, a small city had been constructed in front of Wu Wang’s divine statue.
Surrounding the Treasure Toilet Wu Wang had built, more than ten high-rises in the style of the Human Domain now stood tall. Slightly further away, rows of beautiful two-story buildings were erected on higher ground, already inhabited by a few beings, roughly fifty or sixty in number.
Their daily prayers could now provide Wu Wang with a rather weak supply of Divine Power, which continually made him reflect: Even a mosquito leg, delicate as it may be, has only a little bit of flesh.
Under the Grand Elder’s leadership, his Divine Realm had begun to recruit followers.
Unlike other Divine Realms that only cared about the quantity of followers, the Grand Elder had almost harsh requirements. He meticulously scrutinized one’s character and conduct, just as if he were recruiting disciples for the Annihilation Sect.
Although Da Yi had gently reminded him that if he continued to recruit under such demanding criteria, even if they made their Divine Realm beautiful, it might ultimately remain an empty city.
However, the Grand Elder maintained his own principles.
"What status, what standing does our Sect Master hold in the Human Domain?"
"He is not someone just anyone can follow, nor someone just anyone can approach."
"In this land of the Heaven Palace, we are not exclusively recruiting from the Human Race but from all the Hundred Races of the Great Wilderness. That is already more than generous. How can we lower the standards for the Sect Master’s followers?"
"If we did so, I fear our fellow kin in the Human Domain would be disgruntled."
Da Yi could only respond with a smile, not daring to dispute anything.
This Elder Miao seemed genuinely a bit too ferocious.
And Da Yi had learned several times within the month just how formidable Elder Miao was, being thoroughly disciplined each time but also receiving many benefits after each firm lesson.
Wu Wang had instructed the Grand Elder to mentor Da Yi, and the Elder certainly did not take the task lightly.
Though he had not officially taken Da Yi as a disciple or taught the Wind Blood Killing Great Method, the Grand Elder took every opportunity when ’loosening Da Yi’s muscles and invigorating his blood’ to spend immortal power tempering Da Yi’s battle physique.
The Grand Elder also concocted some medicinal baths to deeply unlock Da Yi’s potential.
Once Da Yi could sense the Spiritual Energy in the world, the Grand Elder would start teaching him from the most basic breathing exercises, enabling him to learn the Spirit Gathering technique and break free from reliance on Divine Power.
—Although Da Yi had previously undergone something akin to a "Star God’s Blessing" with Divine Power infused, the ’blessing’ he received did not reject the entry of Spiritual Energy into his body.
Each god set slightly different rules for their Divine Generals and followers.
In Emperor’s City, Divine Generals were often sent back and forth, so most gods did not impose such restrictions.
When Wu Wang came down this time, he happened to see Da Yi seated at the base of the northwest corner of the divine statue.
Da Yi was forcefully exhaling and inhaling, as if breathing with enough force would allow him to quickly sense the Spiritual Energy.
He is indeed quite diligent.
A streak of blood-light cut through the multi-storied pavilions, and the Grand Elder appeared before Wu Wang, bowing.
"Sect Master."
"Grand Elder," Wu Wang said with a smile, gesturing with his hand.
The Grand Elder instantly understood. Concealing their forms, they descended together into the wild forest at the edge of the Divine Realm for a leisurely stroll.
Wu Wang transmitted his voice, "Grand Elder, what are your impressions from your time in the Heaven Palace?"
"Impressions?"
The blood-red robe on the Grand Elder trembled continuously as he spoke with deep emotion, "Only after leaving the Human Domain do you realize its goodness."
"This Emperor’s City seems prosperous, but at its core, it’s rife with unsavory dealings. The Heaven Palace siphons Divine Power, treating living beings like livestock, while Innate Gods remain aloof, viewing everything as insignificant."
"According to this old man, such a Heaven Palace will inevitably fall as the Dao of Life expands."
"Hahaha, these are old clichés," Wu Wang said with a hearty smile. "Most in the Human Domain are aware of this, yet the gods of the Heaven Palace still haven’t awakened to the truth."
"They are in the midst of it and simply unwilling to face it," the Grand Elder shook his head, his lips curved in disdain. But he quickly added, "Although living beings are endlessly regenerative, they have a flaw: they are prone to generational gaps. A period of prosperity is inevitably followed by decline, in endless cycles."
"The Divine Spirits of the Heaven Palace, under the protection of its order, are stable. They can live forever, and even if they die, they can be reformed."
"Even if we could completely obliterate a Divine Spirit, the Heaven Palace could quickly create another."
"Otherwise, if our Human Domain launched a divine war every ten thousand years, after seven or eight such campaigns, we would have long since toppled the Heaven Palace."
"What the Grand Elder says is true. The ability of Divine Spirits to be reformed is indeed a rather thorny problem," Wu Wang said earnestly. "Without absolute power like that of the Candle Dragon to overthrow the Heaven Palace and shatter its order, it is indeed difficult to bring it down. However, nothing is absolute."
The Grand Elder’s eyes lit up. "Sect Master, have you found a way to deal with the Heaven Palace?"
"That’s still a long way off," Wu Wang replied with a wry smile. "I’ve just experienced the Divine Pool’s existence up close and found that it isn’t entirely stable either. There are fluctuations, rises and falls, and the interconnections are very complex. If we could push the Heaven Palace to the point where the Divine Pool is depleted, the Human Domain might just have a chance to win."
"Alas, that will be no easy feat."
"The journey is long and arduous... we’ll just take it step by step."
By now, the two had walked beyond the bounds of Wu Wang’s Divine Realm and found a pleasant grassy area. They sat among the wildflowers and drank tea.
Wu Wang inquired about the various reactions in the Human Domain since his arrival in the Heaven Palace, and the Grand Elder was forthcoming with everything he knew.
The conversation between the old man and the young one was quite enjoyable; they concealed their forms simply to avoid being disturbed.
But what Wu Wang and the Grand Elder didn’t expect was an unforeseen gain.
「A moment later.」
Not long after they had taken their seats, as the Grand Elder was remarking on the promising performance of the sect’s younger generation, a few furtive figures passed by them, sneaking towards the base of the Giant Wood Spirit.
The Grand Elder’s eyes widened, and he was about to rise but was stopped by Wu Wang’s raised hand.
"Let’s watch for a bit."
"Yes, Sect Master," the Grand Elder sat down calmly, frowning as he observed the four experts from the Hundred Races, each with different beast ears.
Their target seemed to be the Giant Wood Spirit. They ran in a crouch, quickly reaching the shadow cast by the massive tree.
The Giant Wood Spirit had its back to them. Vague facial features were visible on its trunk, its two large eyes opened to a mere slit.
Wu Wang was also puzzled, muttering, What are these fellows doing here? Do they have a way to deal with these Giant Wood Spirits?
As he spoke, a burly man with pig ears, a flat nose, and thick lips fumbled in his sleeve and produced a pitch-black cylinder.
The four of them acted together, inserting the lower end of the cylinder into the earth. Dense Divine Runes appeared on it, and a mysterious Dao rhythm slowly emanated.
At that very moment...
"What is this thing used for?" a clear voice asked from behind, sounding natural and full of goodwill, yet it carried an inexplicable Dao charm. It was as if a spell had been cast.
The burly man with donkey ears didn’t even turn his head, answering in a daze, "This thing is called a Fire Poison Tube. One use can wither all vegetation within a ten-mile radius. It’s usually shockingly expensive!"
The four of them froze, then abruptly whirled around to look behind them.
Waves of blood surged, and an overwhelming Blood Killing aura filled the air. In an instant, the four were swept away, leaving behind only a few short, wretched screams.
"Fire Poison?" Wu Wang casually drew the tube into his hand and examined it carefully.
The craftsmanship of this object was entirely different from the magical artifacts of the Human Domain. It was relatively crude, and the arrangement of its Divine Runes had overlapping and conflicting parts.
The so-called fire poison likely referred to the mottled fire essence contained within, commonly found on smiths’ forging platforms in the Human Domain, all requiring special disposal.
To living beings, this thing was indeed a potent poison.
Four figures were hung on a branch of the Giant Wood Spirit. The Grand Elder stood before them, hands clasped behind his back. Blood-red threads condensed around him, all drilling into the eye sockets of these four individuals from different races.
Judging by their intermittent convulsions and occasional loss of bladder and bowel control, they would be crippled, if not dead, after this.
Wu Wang stood before the Giant Wood Spirit’s blurred visage, constantly gesturing and sending messages with his Divine Thought. He admonished it for quite some time before the Giant Wood Spirit understood that it needed to be wary of such enemies.
People use the insult ’blockhead’ for a reason; the minds of these giant trees truly weren’t very sharp.
"Have they confessed?"
"They have, Sect Master," the Grand Elder said in a low voice. "They were sent by a Divine Spirit named Featherfalling God."
Wu Wang inwardly praised the tactic: asking questions before resorting to extreme torture was indeed a good habit.
Then, as if reciting his own family treasures, he muttered the details of Featherfalling God’s assets:
"Featherfalling God, not a Main God of the Heaven Palace. His Divine Realm is about three hundred miles from here, with two or three smaller gods’ Divine Realms in between. It’s a reasonably decent Divine Realm in this vicinity. This god’s statue is an imposing eight hundred sixty measures tall; the Grand Elder just has to look in that direction to see it. He’s a handsome male god. He commands seven high-ranking Divine Generals and thirty-six low-ranking ones, with over 1.2 million followers. He usually has a good reputation and is relatively gentle with his followers... Could it really be him causing me trouble?"
The Grand Elder pondered for a moment. "It’s also possible that someone deliberately set us up, hoping for a scenario where the snipe and clam grapple, allowing the fisherman to profit."
"That’s possible," Wu Wang looked at the four burly men and said indifferently. "Then let’s make a big deal out of it and see how Featherfalling God reacts. If someone wants to use a borrowed knife to kill, we must uncover the real culprit. Grand Elder, feel free to act as you see fit. In the Heaven Palace, the one thing I’m not afraid of is causing trouble. And don’t worry about not being able to clean up the mess; if we make a big enough commotion, someone will surely back us up."
"Yes!" The Grand Elder replied firmly, his eyes shining brilliantly, as if he had become thousands of years younger.
At that moment, this Transcendent of the Demon Path took a deep breath. The blood aura around him suddenly swelled, transforming into vast dark clouds that swept up the four burly foreigners, heading towards Featherfalling God’s Divine Realm.
Along the way, all creation fell silent, living beings trembled in fear, and the Blood Killing Dao conjured countless blood-colored beasts, stirring unrest among humans and gods within a thousand-mile radius.
Wu Wang leaped to the treetop of the Giant Wood Spirit and quietly watched the scene unfold.
The Grand Elder’s cultivation seemed to have advanced several steps. Given time, he might truly have the potential to break through to the Breaking Transformation and Breaking the Void realms.
Although describing such an elder as ’one with great future prospects’ might seem a bit impolite, Wu Wang genuinely considered giving the Grand Elder a push.
「Not long after,」 the Divine Realm of Featherfalling God erupted in commotion.
The Grand Elder announced his affiliation from afar, claiming to be a Divine General under the God of Spring, and threw the four half-dead experts from the other races outside Featherfalling God’s Divine Realm.
"Give me an explanation within an hour!" The Grand Elder stood proudly, hands behind his back, his blood-red hair seeming to conceal numerous strange beasts. At this moment, the Blood Killing Dao pressed down, silencing half of Featherfalling God’s Divine Realm. "Otherwise, I will treat them as people from your Featherfalling Divine Realm, and you will bear the consequences."
Below, a dozen or so Divine Generals exchanged glances, their eyes filled with wariness.
Conversely, Wu Wang, watching this scene, felt slightly disappointed.
The Grand Elder still lacked someone to shout and make a show. If Yang Wudi were here, right after the Grand Elder finished speaking, he would have eerily added, ’My Grand Elder hasn’t eaten anyone in two or three years!’ The effect would surely have been outstanding.
Where had Yang Wudi gone? Wu Wang had, in fact, never relaxed his surveillance of the fellow.
At this moment, Wu Wang’s Immortal Consciousness swept out but was blocked by a Divine Power Barrier. He then utilized a strand of Transformation Qi within his body, connecting to the Transformation Qi where Yang Wudi was. Immediately, he heard a series of... well, sounds that those in the know would understand.
Good Lord, had he started engaging in bedchamber diplomacy already? How many days had it been? Was it that he, the Sect Master, was too pure, or were the local customs here even more open than in the Northern Wilderness!
Wu Wang didn’t have the nerve to pry directly. He watched the Grand Elder’s negotiation with the Featherfalling Divine Realm, intermittently checking to see if Yang Wudi’s encounter had concluded.
「After about an hour,」 Wu Wang smirked, his eyes filled with scorn.
He heard Yang Wudi and the person in his arms whispering sweet nothings. Aside from the cloying words, there was some ’substantial content.’
"...Little Sweet, you know me. I followed the God of Spring from the Human Domain. The God of Spring is like a father to me. I’m most afraid of him being targeted by other Divine Spirits."
"Don’t worry, our god wouldn’t dare provoke the God of Spring. He’s the Young Master’s beloved, you know."
"Really? Heh heh heh, I don’t believe it."
"However, I heard that a few gods were recently summoned by the Head Manager. It seems they want to cause trouble for the God of Spring. You should be careful not to get hurt by them."
"Who could hurt me but you, Little Sweet? Who wants to trouble our god?"
"You’re awful... How would I know..."
"Ahahaha, do you know or not? Do you or do you not?"
"Hahaha, stop tickling me... Invincible Brother, I’ll tell you, alright? Mmmhmm..."
The sounds from that end began to grow more varied.
Wu Wang calmly severed the Transformation Qi connection. After pondering for a while, his figure quietly approached the Featherfalling Divine Realm.
「Not long after,」 Yang Wudi proactively called out to Wu Wang through the Transformation Qi, breathlessly reporting the news he had just gathered.
Six relatively strong minor gods had received orders from the Head Manager and temporarily formed an alliance to annihilate the God of Spring’s Divine Realm.
The three Innate Gods whose identities had been confirmed were: Pity Fog God, Featherfalling God, and Crystal Pupil God.
"I understand. You’ve worked hard, Wudi."
"Not at all... not at all! I’ll get back to it, Sect Master!"
"Remember to take care of your health," Wu Wang said with warm concern. Yang Wudi quickly excused himself.
Pity Fog, Featherfalling, Crystal Pupil?
Wu Wang looked up at the flourishing Divine Realm before him, pieced together from more than a dozen ’small cities,’ his expression somewhat stern.
Yang Wudi was currently over thirteen hundred miles away and had stealthily infiltrated that larger Divine Realm. His choice of target for ’conquest’ had also been random.
In other words, the information he had obtained was largely credible.
Emperor’s City had its own social circles, and what Yang Wudi was doing was finding a way to integrate into them.
It’s just that... Wu Wang’s Immortal Consciousness glanced at the scene within that Divine Realm, observing the streets full of beings from different races with horns and scales. He silently gave Yang Wudi a thumbs-up in his heart. A raise! He definitely deserves a raise!
"How audacious! Who dares cause a disturbance here!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from ahead. Seven or eight figures burst out from the Featherfalling Divine Realm, brandishing weapons, looking fierce and menacing as they charged straight at the Grand Elder.
The corners of the Grand Elder’s mouth curved into a faint, cold smile. With a forward grasp of his five fingers, blood-red waves instantly surged, and a mournful wind howled. Gusts of wind swept towards the onrushing foreign experts with terrifying momentum.
