This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 409 - 407 Heaven Palace Envoy Young Master
Lin Nuhao died.
His death was somewhat unsettled. He had fought too fiercely, leaving his body covered in wounds. The demonized half of his body emitted wisps of black smoke, and his entire form resembled a piece of charcoal on the verge of being extinguished, making it impossible to discern any normal skin color.
Twenty-three Divine Spirits from the Heaven Palace launched a sneak attack on the Four Seas Pavilion’s branch in the Southeastern Region, resulting in sixteen killed and seven severely injured gods.
These seven Innate Gods were saved only because Wu Wang suddenly appeared and forcibly protected them.
Had Wu Wang’s prestige in the Human Domain not been quite strong, these two Main Gods and five lesser gods would likely have been hacked to death by the Human Domain experts, who were blinded by rage.
No one had expected the battle to turn out this way.
On the Human Domain’s side, more than a dozen Transcendents were lost, and dozens of Heavenly Immortals were severely wounded. The aftermath of the duel also led to dozens of True Immortals perishing and turning to ash and smoke.
Without deploying their peak combatants, the Human Domain had somehow managed to achieve a victory that annihilated a large number of the Heaven Palace’s Divine Spirits with ’minimal’ casualties.
How many Divine Spirits did the Heaven Palace have in total?
Unfortunately, a wisp of the divine souls of these lesser gods had been pulled away by the Divine Court, allowing them to be queued up in the Divine Pool for reformation.
This was the innate advantage the Heaven Palace possessed by holding the order of Heaven and Earth.
Sixty percent of the Lin Family’s Demon Soldiers were wiped out.
As Wu Wang walked past the corpses of these Demon Soldiers, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of oppression clouding his heart.
But he quickly expelled these stray thoughts, allowing his Daoist heart to become clear and serene. He merely offered several Daoist salutes to their corpses in remembrance.
A general’s triumph is built on ten thousand bleached bones. If he were to topple Emperor Shun and establish a new order, this path was destined to be fraught with turmoil.
And Wu Wang firmly believed that the path he was treading, though not the only one, was indeed the optimal solution to the predicament facing Heaven and Earth.
Figures rushed about, collecting the corpses, while Xiao Jian Daoist had already led the Human Domain experts toward the north. The hundreds of thousands of Immortal Soldiers also began to rapidly retreat from the coastline, choosing more advantageous terrain for defense.
At the same time, the Human Domain began to frequently mobilize troops, ready to provide reinforcements to the Southeastern Region at a moment’s notice.
The Four Seas Pavilion had set up two transportable teleportation arrays in an area slightly south of the Southeastern Region.
The armies of the Hundred Races of the Eastern Wilderness were somewhat scattered, temporarily posing no threat.
However, an increasing number of Divine Guards emerged from Yang Valley, and the Dao rhythm of the Eastern Wilderness’s Ancient God, Shebishi, had appeared.
Storm clouds loomed, and the winds built up—a storm was brewing. If all twenty-three of these Innate Gods had perished, the Heaven Palace’s reaction might have been somewhat muted, but with seven taken captive...
This was an extremely rare occurrence in the history of the Human Domain.
The Heaven Palace itself seemed unsure how to react. The Earth God was constantly meeting with the Head Manager, and the gods’ desire to wage a great war was progressively intensifying.
All of this was within Wu Wang’s prior calculations.
He walked over to Lin Nuhao’s body and waited for Lin Qi to return.
Elders continuously approached to report various pieces of news to Wu Wang, who mostly just nodded, indicating his awareness.
"Is there any hope for the Lin Family Head?"
Ling Xiaolan’s voice floated over from behind him, gentle and soft, like the surface of water caressed by fresh March willow leaves, brightening Wu Wang’s mood considerably.
He shook his head and sighed in his transmission, "I can’t do it now. Besides, let him pass on this way. How can a man with aspirations higher than the sky endure living in disgrace after failure?"
"But he is Lin Qi’s father, after all."
"That’s Lin Qi’s own matter," Wu Wang shook his head. "If Lin Qi could obtain the elixir of immortality from the Kunlun Ruins, then he could be saved."
Ling Xiaolan paused for a moment, murmuring, "The elixir of immortality? Then indeed, there’s no saving him."
Afterward, she let out a light sigh. Enveloped in a faint Immortal Light, she bowed her head to remove her veil and gloves, took out a short flute, and began to play a mournful dirge.
Several figures descended from the sky. Lin Qi, his expression calm, walked over and knelt beside Lin Nuhao’s corpse.
Wailing could be heard from somewhere, but Lin Qi remained serene throughout.
After a moment, Wu Wang stepped forward, placed his hand on Lin Qi’s shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "General Lin Nuhao slew three Divine Spirits; he is a hero of our time in the Human Domain. Erect a monument for him in the Southeastern Region to commemorate his life."
Lin Qi managed a faint smile, looked up at Wu Wang, and whispered, "Thank you, Teacher."
Ling Xiaolan said, "My condolences, Brother Lin."
"Mhm."
Wu Wang gave Ling Xiaolan a look. Both of them performed the salute of the younger generation beside Lin Nuhao’s corpse, then walked away into the distance.
Leaving Lin Qi in silence for a while was better than any words of comfort.
Before long, Ji Mo and Le Yao arrived, escorted by Ji Family experts, and more support from the Human Domain began to reach the area.
Wu Wang had not made a move in the great battle earlier, merely stepping forward at the end to say a few words, urging them to spare those under the blade.
But the Human Domain masters raised no doubts because of this. As per Wu Wang’s request, they bound the seven Innate Gods like zongzi dumplings, imprisoned their Divine Souls, drained their Divine Power, and confined them beneath the great array.
The corpses of the Innate Gods who had been killed had already been transported back to the Human Emperor Pavilion.
Wu Wang did not touch this Divine Power.
After all, in the entire Human Domain, only two people could absorb Divine Power: one was him, and the other was Little MSG. This Divine Power, drifting here and there, wasn’t it all part of their share anyway?
He could continuously "fleece the gods" in the Heaven Palace;
His Little MSG was counting on these seized Divine Powers to improve her strength.
Truth be told, having not seen her for so long, he rather missed her...
"Brother Wuwang?"
Ling Xiaolan called out softly from his side. Wu Wang immediately turned his head to respond, "I’m here!"
Beneath his resonant voice, there was, after all, a hint of guilt.
Ling Xiaolan asked softly, "What shall we do with these seven Innate Gods?"
"No hurry. Suppress them for a while."
Wu Wang said earnestly,
"Right now, the initiative is in our hands. The likelihood of the Heaven Palace starting a great war is almost zero. Of course, we cannot be careless; we must still make the necessary preparations.
I want to use these Innate Gods to accomplish a few major things and leverage the existing distribution of power in the Heaven Palace.
At the very least, I also need to think of a way to have them serve me in the future."
Ling Xiaolan thought deeply about this.
She didn’t quite understand why Wu Wang was so confident that he could make these Innate Gods obey, until she saw the Whistling Serpent returning from the sky.
"Divine Spell?"
"No, Divine Spells have very stringent activation conditions," said Wu Wang. "They can only be used against Evil Gods like Kui Ox and Qiong Qi, who were formed from strange beasts."
No sooner had he spoken than the Whistling Serpent instantly appeared before him, her long hair and dress fluttering down.
"Master!"
The Whistling Serpent’s eyes were slightly fervent.
Wu Wang nodded with a smile and said to the Whistling Serpent, "You’ve worked hard. Later, you will be in charge of guarding these seven Innate Gods."
"Yes, Master." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
The Whistling Serpent’s eyes brimmed with emotion, reflecting her delighted surprise: Master has given me another task!
Fairy Ling blinked from the side and bowed to the Whistling Serpent, who naturally bowed back.
Hmm?
Wu Wang’s gaze swept over the Whistling Serpent’s earlobes and spotted some familiar earrings.
He said nothing, a faint smile involuntarily touching his lips. He then told the Whistling Serpent, "Follow me," and together with Ling Xiaolan, walked into the human wall nearby, entering the great array that suppressed the Innate Gods.
Among the seven Innate Gods, three were men and four were women. Wu Wang was somewhat familiar with the two Main Gods.
At this moment, they were sealed in seven crucial points of the array, each suppressed by a powerful treasure. The array incessantly drew their Divine Power, dispersing it into Heaven and Earth.
Wu Wang was most interested in those two Main Gods, going to their side first to inspect them.
Unfortunately, these Innate Gods currently had their perceptions blocked and could not see the outside world.
Otherwise, Wu Wang truly wanted to see what splendid expressions these core members of the Anti-Spring Alliance would have upon encountering Feng Chun himself, here and now.
Ling Xiaolan said, "Do you need me to interrogate them? My interrogation methods are still rather shallow, and I don’t know if they will work on Innate Gods."
Wu Wang almost blurted out, "You call that shallow?"
"Hmm?"
Fairy Ling blinked her pure, cute, friendly, and docile apricot eyes.
Wu Wang cleared his throat and smiled, "What I mean is, your interrogation methods, for the current Great Wilderness, are somewhat ahead of their time."
She chuckled, a reproachful glint in her eyes, and took the initiative to hook Wu Wang’s arm with her hand, which was wrapped in silken threads, leaning her head as close to Wu Wang as possible.
Wu Wang swore to the Whistling Serpent nearby!
He had truly tried his best to evade, his arm had absolutely not moved inappropriately, and he harbored absolutely no improper thoughts!
But she was simply too... magnificent!
"No rush. Let me think of a way to control them."
Wu Wang cleared his throat and said, "Let’s find a place for a walk. I have some questions for the Whistling Serpent."
Taking a few steps in such a situation... he definitely had to take a few more, decisively.
So exquisitely soft, truly a peerless wonder of the Great Wilderness.
「Heaven Palace, Heavenly Administrative Palace.」
The Head Manager and the Earth God sat in the center, surrounded by dozens of incessantly noisy Main Gods of the Heaven Palace, with even more Divine Spirits waiting and peering in from outside.
The commotion was such that it seemed if they didn’t act, the Human Domain would directly attack the Heaven Palace, pushing it to the brink of collapse.
"Head Manager! The Human Domain has plotted with such painstaking effort! Where is there even a hint of intention to reconcile with the Heaven Palace?"
"Fight! We must fight this time!"
"The dignity of the Heaven Palace absolutely cannot be trampled upon like this! Even if those Divine Spirits who died in battle can be reformed, the occurrence of such an event is already a profanation against us!"
The Thunderstorm God exclaimed angrily, "They even dared not to kill them all!"
The grand hall fell so silent one could hear a pin drop, as incredulous gazes turned towards him.
The Thunderstorm God immediately said, "I mean, they even dared to detain seven Innate Gods, a whole seven Innate Gods!"
"Exactly!"
"This matter must be dealt with immediately!"
"Regarding the God of Spring, was he involved or not? We must clarify this first."
"Everyone," the Earth God suddenly spoke up, and the previously lively atmosphere instantly quieted.
The Earth God’s expression was normal. He held a bone fragment in his hand, his fingers gently scratching its surface, as various scroll images rapidly solidified, hovering before these Divine Spirits.
These were the specific scenes of the just-concluded battle at the Southeastern Region’s Four Seas Pavilion branch.
"Demon Soldiers?"
"This Whistling Serpent! Truly odious!"
"The Whistling Serpent is the mount of the God of Spring! This is definitely the God of Spring’s behind-the-scenes arrangement. Where is he now? Why has he not come here yet?"
The Head Manager’s voice resounded, "The God of Spring was ordered by His Majesty to rush to the Southeastern Region to stop these brazen individuals from causing chaos."
The gods could not help but frown deeply.
A heroic-looking Goddess asked, "Head Manager, sir, when you speak of those ’brazen individuals,’ to whom are you referring?"
The Head Manager calmly said, "Naturally, I refer to those who disregarded His Majesty’s prohibition, still wanting to go to the Southeastern Region to provoke trouble, thereby losing their lives, being captured, and plunging the Heaven Palace into such an embarrassing predicament."
Many Innate Gods looked at each other, and some showed angry expressions.
The Earth God immediately spoke, his deep voice slowly stating,
"The situation in Heaven and Earth is no longer as it once was. Everyone, please look closely. The Human Domain did not deploy its peak experts this time. They merely employed a simple stratagem, luring those twenty-three gods into a trap.
His Majesty’s opinion is that the power expended in this battle could all have been used to deal with the Candle Dragon."
"Lord Earth God..."
Suddenly, the Head Manager said, "Why did those twenty-three gods go to the Southeastern Region? Can anyone among you answer me?"
All the gods were silent.
The Head Manager frowned and said, "Could it be that you all have some secret covenant unknown to me, intending to secretly move against the God of Spring, hence focusing on the Tianyan Saintess of the Southeastern Region?"
"I have heard," the Thunderstorm God said, "that quite a few meddlesome folks have formed an Anti-Spring Alliance."
The Head Manager scoffed with a laugh, leisurely saying, "This Anti-Spring Alliance, why wasn’t I invited to join?"
"Well, Head Manager..."
"You all are truly somewhat foolish."
The Head Manager casually picked up a jade cup, lowered his head to take a sip, and said indifferently,
"The Heaven Palace is not for you to decide, nor is it for me and the Earth God to decide, and not even that God of Spring can decide.
The one who can decide for the Heaven Palace is His Majesty.
His Majesty wishes to use the Human Domain’s sword to slay the Candle Dragon, and the God of Spring is the handle of this sword. No matter how much I detest and despise the God of Spring, I only target him overtly, tripping him up in broad daylight.
Do you not wonder, if the God of Spring could easily be killed, would I have allowed him to live until today?"
The Innate Gods pondered this carefully.
If these words had come from the mouth of the Earth God, they would definitely suspect him of secretly colluding with the God of Spring.
But with these words spoken by the Head Manager, so casually and naturally, so calmly and ordinarily, why were they so certain that the Head Manager had absolutely no intention of bamboozling them!
The God of Spring, after all, had a feud with the Head Manager over his sister!
Moreover, the two had been at loggerheads all the way from the Human Domain to the Heaven Palace, even coming to blows here, ending up with bruised noses and swollen faces.
"I believe what the Head Manager says."
"I also believe him."
"But even though the Anti-Spring Alliance truly made some foolish moves, the Human Domain killed so many Divine Spirits in the Heaven Palace..."
A soft sigh came from the corner, "Isn’t there reformation? The dead Divine Spirits merely cost some Divine Power; the captured ones are the real trouble."
"The Human Domain has finally caught its breath. They can capture without killing, seal Divine Spirits, and gradually reach the point where the Heaven Palace has no Divine Spirits to use.
Of course, we will not sit idly by."
"For this matter, we entreat the two esteemed Auxiliary Gods to decide on a course of action."
The Head Manager and the Earth God exchanged glances, both seeing the predicament in each other’s eyes.
This matter was indeed difficult to resolve.
Even taking half a step could lead to a misstep, resulting in a complete loss.
Just then, a gentle sigh arose from the depths of the gods’ hearts, and a phantasmal figure suddenly appeared behind the Head Manager and the Earth God.
The gods quickly hailed His Majesty, and the Head Manager and the Earth God immediately rose and bowed to the phantasmal figure.
It was Emperor Shun revealing his presence in the Heavenly Administrative Palace.
"I am already aware of the matter."
Emperor Shun’s expression was somewhat stern as he slowly said, "Which of you is willing to go to the Southeastern Region and redeem those seven gods?"
Redeem?
The gods pondered these words.
It implied that the Heavenly Emperor was ordering negotiations with the Human Domain, paying a certain price to rescue the seven gods.
Indeed, the Heavenly Emperor had not changed this strategy; he was determined to align the Human Domain with the Heaven Palace to jointly confront the Candle Dragon.
Could the situation truly have deteriorated to such an extent...?
The gods who had been clamoring just moments before now fell silent. None dared to step forward to question the dignity of the Heaven Palace, nor did any god mention that it was their Heaven Palace that had suffered the most grievous losses.
Emperor Shun spoke slowly, "What, has my Heaven Palace no longer any brave souls?"
"Your Majesty!"
The Head Manager cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, this servant recommends the Wood God to go to the Southeastern Region and rescue these seven gods from the hands of the Human Domain!"
"The Wood God," Emperor Shun nodded slightly. "Indeed a good choice. What do you think, Earth God?"
"Your Majesty!"
The Earth God glanced at the Head Manager, pondered for a good while, then slowly stated, "Your Majesty, this servant believes the most suitable envoy would be the Young Master, who has the deepest relationship with the God of Spring."
The Head Manager turned to glare at the Earth God, who smiled awkwardly and repeatedly cupped his hands towards the Head Manager.
Upon careful consideration, the eyes of the various gods lit up.
If the Young Master went to the Southeastern Region, wouldn’t that mean...?
A Goddess whispered, "What if the Young Master is detained in the Southeastern Region?"
"Then we will order both the Wood God and the Young Master, our beloved officials, to set off immediately for the Southeastern Region."
Emperor Shun flicked his sleeve, and the phantasmal figure gradually dissipated, leaving behind a calm statement,
"Head Manager, after those seven gods are brought back, throw them into the Divine Pool for reformation. Let their Great Daos nurture new Divine Spirits."
The Heavenly Administrative Palace was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and the gods fell silent for a moment, like cicadas in winter.
