This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 515 - 513: The Fox Woman’s Dream of Black Mud

Although the Head Manager was a Divine Spirit atoning for past crimes through meritorious deeds, his divine body even having been obliterated by the Heavenly Punishment, he was still the one who had to deliver threatening messages if it was to be done with such flair!

What Wu Wang hadn't expected was that the Head Manager would be in such a hurry.

They had left the Heavenly Dao's domain for just an hour, and Wu Wang had only just granted the Heavenly Dao access, when almost immediately, the Head Manager came charging over with his allies.

Even Wu Wang felt a bit nervous.

If Candle Dragon-Emperor Shun really started a fight with reckless abandon, he figured he would have to descend in his true form and trigger a great war.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

The strategy they discussed was also successfully implemented.

Why didn't Candle Dragon, or rather Emperor Shun, rebut the Head Manager's questioning at that time?

Quite simply, Candle Dragon itself disdained to offer an explanation.

If Candle Dragon spoke up to defend itself, it would immediately reveal its true nature, and its deterrence over the other gods would plummet drastically, indirectly acknowledging the legitimacy of the Head Manager's questioning.

This way of handling the situation, however, had both drawbacks and benefits for Candle Dragon.

The drawback was that the seeds of rebellion were now planted in the hearts of the gods from the Outer Sky. Previously, they had no choice but to follow Candle Dragon to the bitter end, but now, they had a second option: to surrender to the Heavenly Dao and become one of its members.

The benefit was even simpler. If the gods believed what the Head Manager said—that Candle Dragon was now a fusion of Emperor Shun and Candle Dragon—and considering the previous event where a Divine Realm was silently obliterated, Candle Dragon's deterrent power would only grow stronger.

But the troubled waters of the Outer Sky had now been thoroughly muddled by the Head Manager.

At this moment, all the gods had returned to their respective Divine Realms, as if nothing had happened.

Yet even though Wu Wang was just sitting in this undersea palace, not using the Heavenly Dao or directly observing, he could still feel...

That the winds in this world had changed.

Emperor Shun is probably frantic with rage right now.

Wu Wang smiled with narrowed eyes when suddenly he felt a pair of eyes on his face. He looked up and saw the Goddess of Fortune watching him.

She gazed at Wu Wang, a faint light flickering in her peach-blossom eyes.

In that instant, Wu Wang even felt as though he had been completely seen through by the Goddess of Fortune.

"The blessing I bestowed upon you absorbed all my Divine Power..."

The Goddess of Fortune muttered this, then rose and walked towards Wu Wang, the Divine Light in her eyes growing more apparent.

Wu Wang sat erect, a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

"I am... the disciple of the Martial God? What is it you wish to ask, Goddess?"

"Why could your enemy possibly be an almighty being?"

Wu Wang thought for a moment. "I don't know, Goddess. The doctrine of fate is too profound, and I am just a humble Martial Artist."

Just as the Goddess of Fortune approached Wu Wang, the figures of the Water God and the Martial God appeared at the palace gate.

Seeing this, the Water God immediately smiled and said, "What's going on here?"

"Nothing," the Goddess of Fortune stared blankly at Wu Wang, then shook her head slightly and snorted, "Just wondering where my Divine Power has gone. With the current situation already so chaotic, what chance does this guy have to contend with the strongest gods?"

The Martial God was obviously in a good mood, his thick eyebrows dancing wildly, his expression jubilant, as he laughed, "That's uncertain. Qing Shan might have encountered some heaven-defying opportunity, and in a few years, he'll become a strong god."

"Or," the Water God smiled, "the situation may stabilize again."

"That's unlikely."

The Goddess of Fortune walked back to the huge pearl oyster and nestled her supple body onto the soft cushion.

She said, "Whether it's the Heavenly Dao or him... both sides seem to be in a bit of a hurry now."

"In a hurry?" Wu Wang asked softly, "Did something happen just now?"

"HAHAHA! BURP!"

The Martial God flopped down next to Wu Wang, slapping his shoulder with a large hand, nearly disassembling Wu Wang's incarnation on the spot.

"How delightful! Truly wonderful! Just now, Eastern Emperor Taiyi sent a few Divine Spirits over. They held down Candle Dragon's face and gave him a wild beating! It really vented our frustrations!"

The Water God spoke in a warm voice, "It's not as dramatic as you make it sound. The Eastern Emperor and Candle Dragon-Emperor Shun are simply engaged in a strategic game."

Changing the subject, the Water God then asked, "What do you two think, how credible are the Head Manager's words?"

"Ninety percent," said the Goddess of Fortune. "He... Candle Dragon has been taken advantage of by Emperor Shun in his vulnerable state, and Emperor Shun now completely controls his Divine Soul."

As she mentioned 'Candle Dragon' at this moment, her demeanor seemed much more natural.

The Martial God also said, "This must be true. Otherwise, why hasn't Candle Dragon made any rebuttal?"

"I agree." The Water God's eyes shimmered with a hint of Divine Light, and the usually gentle Water God of the Five Elements Gods suddenly revealed his inherent majesty.

But it was only for an instant. The Water God quickly reverted to his usual cheerful self, patting his round belly.

The Water God said, "We must verify this matter, but we can't put too much pressure on Candle Dragon."

"How should we do it?" The Goddess of Fortune also seemed eager to try something.

"Allow me to consider it," said the Water God. "Regardless, I need to contact the gods of the Outer Sky without Candle Dragon noticing. Do you two have any clever schemes?"

The Water God spoke of contacting the gods, but his gaze was directed at Wu Wang.

Wu Wang naturally understood his grandfather's intention.

But he didn't respond directly with his gaze. Instead, he lowered his head and continued eating.

This was, after all, a problem for the gods of the Outer Sky to consider—whether to unite and pressure Candle Dragon or to find a way to investigate Candle Dragon's 'purity'.

Hadn't he painstakingly arranged everything just to separate Candle Dragon from the gods of the Outer Sky?

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao and the Eastern Emperor were best served by observing the changes.

From the standpoint of the Martial Artist Qing Shan, however, he could offer a few suggestions.

The Martial God said, "Should I secretly make a round?"

"Candle Dragon must be keeping a close eye on you and the Water God by now. Your subordinate gods must also be under surveillance," said the Goddess of Fortune coldly. "If I hadn't lost my Divine Power, I might have been able to be the messenger, but now I am helpless."

"What about living beings?" Wu Wang asked. "Perhaps we can have living beings secretly seek audience with the Divine Spirits of various Divine Realms."

"Living beings..."

The Martial God stroked his chin, pondering for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up. "Right, I have an idea!"

The Water God pursed his lips, and the Goddess of Fortune furrowed her brows; both cast worried glances at the Martial God.

"What do you mean?" the Martial God said angrily. "Can't I come up with a good idea? What are those looks for?"

The Water God smiled and said, "Let's hear it then."

"Wasn't I going to hold my Martial God World competition early? The one where twelve, uh, eleven Martial God Worlds come together for a contest and distribute extra food rations based on rankings."

The Martial God chuckled, "Perfect timing! I can send out a large number of Martial Artists to the various Divine Realms to deliver invitations, legitimately inviting them over!"

The Water God and the Goddess of Fortune both leaned back simultaneously.

The Martial God immediately showed a triumphant expression.

His Great Dao was not limited to just martial prowess.

Suddenly, the Goddess of Fortune asked, "Are you prepared to risk an entire Divine Realm?"

The Water God also said, "A competition among your subordinate Divine Realms is one thing, but inviting all the gods to gather seems a bit excessive, especially since you are not the Heavenly Emperor. This matter is already quite unorthodox, let alone at a time like this."

"Candle Dragon and Emperor Shun are probably eager to show off their strength," the Goddess of Fortune shook her head slightly. "If all the gods gather together, that would just give him the stage he needs."

The Water God said, "Do you want your Sword Domain to become a desert too?"

"Well..."

The Martial God scratched his head, at a loss for words.

Suddenly, Wu Wang spoke softly, "Call it an invitation, but make it a letter. Put a bit of the Water God's Dao charm on the invitation, use some Divine Arts that make it disappear after reading, then simply add the words 'Don't come'—wouldn't that do the trick? Just be careful about who you send the invitation to, who can be trusted, and who is worth taking the risk to contact."

It was as if three small lightbulbs had appeared above the gods' heads as they all looked toward Wu Wang in unison.

"Pretty clever, Qing Shan."

On the Cloud Path back to the Martial God World, the Martial God had a spring in his step.

Compared to his despondent demeanor on the way to the Water God's Temple, he was now like a completely different god.

Wu Wang smiled and said, "I just suddenly thought of some small details. The real plan was still proposed by you, Teacher, wasn't it?"

The Martial God said with emotion, "Who could have thought that the high and mighty Candle Dragon might have become a prisoner, and that cunning and sly Emperor Shun has become a street rat that everyone wants to beat. The strongest, tsk, what exactly does it take to be considered the strongest?"

This question truly stumped the strong god beside him.

"Perhaps only the unknown strongest can truly be considered the strongest," Wu Wang muttered softly, but the Martial God didn't hear him clearly.

At that moment, the Martial God was already contemplating whom to choose as messengers.

The horn for their 'Water-Martial' combination's counterattack was about to officially sound.

The situation in the Outer Sky was like a clockwork mechanism being wound tighter and tighter, gradually tensing and brewing a massive force for rebound.

The Head Manager's imposing pressure on the Outer Sky didn't become a 'fuse' but rather gave the spring a harsh twist.

As for when this spring would snap, no one could say.

The Martial God escorted Wu Wang back to his residence in Liuli City and then hurriedly rushed to the Sword Domain to busy himself with arrangements.

Although Wu Wang was somewhat concerned about the Martial God, he had no way to directly criticize him.

Besides, the Martial God had a host of subordinate gods with him; it was impossible that all these gods were foolish, so he didn't need to worry needlessly.

He meditated in his room for a while, pondering the many important matters within and beyond the Great Wilderness World, and before he knew it, dusk was approaching.

Suddenly, a servant came rushing to the door and asked, "Sir... When will you meet that young woman from the Celestial Fox Tribe? It's not my place to ask, but you've left her waiting there for so long; she seems quite pitiful."

Only then did Wu Wang remember that he had a guest he hadn't seen yet.

After the Eastern Emperor's Bell issued its warning, Wu Wang immediately convened with the three divine strategists in the Heavenly Dao's domain. As soon as he returned, he was dragged by the Martial God to the Water God's place and had been busy until this very moment.

Of course, outsiders had no knowledge of his whereabouts.

In the eyes of others, Wu Wang had simply neglected the beautiful young woman from the Celestial Fox Tribe in the front hall.

Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing saw it too, but they didn't dare to say a word.

Wu Wang hurriedly ran to the front hall. Turning the corner of the corridor before it, he saw the figure seated in a wooden chair in the corner.

The twilight streamed through the wooden lattice of the doors and windows, casting a golden hue on her translucent skin, as if adding a touch of gold to her snow-white complexion.

An elegantly fitted long dress, just the right touch of eye makeup, and an allure that couldn't be concealed no matter how one tried...

The Celestial Fox Tribe really is remarkable.

Wu Wang inwardly sighed, coughed softly, and the entranced Lu'er trembled slightly.

"Sir!"

She immediately stood up, calling out with a hint of pleasant surprise.

Wu Wang showed an apologetic smile as he quickly walked into the front hall; servants following behind him lit several lamps.

"Sorry, I was suddenly busy with some matters and only just became free."

"Yes," Lu'er said softly, gazing straight at Wu Wang. "Your important affairs take precedence."

"Didn't you say you had important matters to discuss? Let's sit down and talk." Wu Wang walked to her side, calmly took a seat, and smiled, "Isn't the Celestial Fox Tribe quite peaceful lately?"

"Sir," Lu'er spoke softly, "I... actually, I had a dream. In the dream, I saw many of our tribe members die tragically, and I felt very unsettled upon waking. In Liuli City, the only person I can rely on is you, Sir, so I wanted to come and ask you about it. What's happening to me?"

"A dream?"

Wu Wang immediately sensed that something was out of the ordinary and whispered, "What exactly was the dream about? Could you describe it to me?"

"It was like this..."

Lu'er sighed softly, seemingly reluctant to recall the scenes from her dream, but slowly began to narrate to Wu Wang.

She dreamed of a grassland and forest that contained a Celestial Fox tribe. This tribe was dozens, even hundreds of times more prosperous than the branch in the Luili Realm.

The originally peaceful tribe encountered a sudden disaster one evening.

The stars in the sky were obscured by dark clouds, and the breeze carried wicked laughter, while the forest seemed to light up with numerous will-o'-the-wisps.

At this point, Lu'er felt as if she had been drawn into the body of another Celestial Fox woman, witnessing this tragedy unfold before her very eyes.

"She wanted to step forward, but it felt as if someone was pulling at her feet. When she looked down, the ground had inexplicably turned into a quagmire, and the black muck swallowed her feet..."

As Lu'er recounted these events, her body couldn't help but shudder slightly.

Wu Wang raised his hand and took Lu'er's wrist, transmitting strands of Spiritual Power into her while simultaneously checking the fluctuations of her Divine Soul to determine if she was fabricating the story.

Soon, Wu Wang discovered that Lu'er showed no signs of lying.

The fear stemming from the dream had plunged her Spiritual Mind into a state of inexplicable panic.

This fear was even greater than the terror she felt when her brother, Hu Tianlan, was executed and she was plagued by nightmares.

Dark raindrops fell from the sky, and the ground was an endless expanse of black mud; the world was eerily silent, and every tangible thing was being devoured by the black mud...

"When I woke up, I felt as though I could still hear the weeping of my people."

Lu'er hugged herself tightly, her body trembling slightly. "It's as if they were dead, yet also as if they were still alive. At the end of the dream, there was only darkness, and I don't know how long I was immersed in it."

"It's alright now, it's alright."

Wu Wang gently patted her wrist, his Spiritual Power transforming into a warm aura that enveloped Lu'er.

After a good while, Lu'er's Divine Soul finally stabilized.

Wu Wang said, "It's already late. You should stay here tonight."

"My lord, I dare not sleep," Lu'er's face was somewhat pale. "If you have time, could you stay with me a bit longer? I'm afraid I'll fall into that kind of dream again if I fall asleep."

"Hmm, alright," Wu Wang said. "Given that we are of different genders, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to stay with you constantly... How about this: I'll first arrange for servants to prepare some food for you, and then I'll ask a good friend of mine to come and stay with you."

Lu'er's eyes were filled with gratitude as she nodded gently to Wu Wang.

She sighed, "I don't know how I can ever repay your kindness to me."

"If you consider me a friend, don't say such things."

Wu Wang deliberately put on a stern face, and Lu'er quickly apologized, somewhat flustered.

「An hour later.」

A carriage stopped at the entrance of the residence. A cloaked figure jumped down and, guided by a servant, made their way to the back courtyard.

After entering Wu Wang's bedroom, the person removed the cloak, revealing a beautiful face—it was Yun Zhongjun's incarnation in the Outer Sky.

She had changed into a more androgynous outfit: a long robe, long boots, and her hair simply tied back, exuding a unique, dashing charm.

Yun Zhongjun looked at the sleeping fox woman on the bed, her eyes brightening as she said via voice transmission, "His Majesty summoned me here. Is it to devise a way to explain to the Young Master, Fairy Ling, and Princess Jingwei how their sisterhood has gained another member?"

"Pah! Stop making such jokes!"

Wu Wang glared and scolded via voice transmission, "She's still a maiden of impeccable integrity! I called you here for important matters."

"What's the matter?"

Wu Wang recounted Lu'er's dream, and Yun Zhongjun immediately frowned.

"Your Majesty, there's something amiss here."

"You guessed it too?"

"The Heavenly Foxes are guardians of the Qingqiu clan. The scenes Lu'er dreamt of might be what a member of the Celestial Fox Tribe experienced," Yun Zhongjun said softly. "Moreover, the time Lu'er had her dream roughly matches the time when that tragedy in the Divine Realm occurred."

"It's not just that," Wu Wang said. "The way she described the Divine Realm's usual appearance also matches the scenes I've witnessed."

Yun Zhongjun didn't stand on ceremony and took a seat by the table, poured herself a cup of warm tea, and moistened her lips with it.

After pondering for a moment, she looked up at Wu Wang. "Your Majesty, do you think we could use this to our advantage, to raise the banner of rebellion against Candle Dragon in the Outer Sky?"

"Lu'er's dream merely states facts," Wu Wang said. "Candle Dragon is already known for being brutal and merciless, having devoured Divine Spirits countless times. What difference would bringing up such a fact make?"

"So Lu'er's dream has no use at all?" Yun Zhongjun asked in return.

"No, not only does it serve a purpose, but it's also a very important one."

Wu Wang smiled as he took a seat.

"First, she has reminded us of our previous oversight. Emperor Shun and Candle Dragon are not directly using the Dao of Time; they have merged, and the black mud is proof of that.

"Second, I plan to have her draw those scenes, add Candle Dragon's shadow to them, and spread them throughout the Outer Sky as quickly as possible.

"Fear can indeed be wielded as a weapon of rule.

"But if fear exceeds the tolerance of Divine Spirits and living beings, then it becomes the sharpest sword aimed at the rulers.

"Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers destined to be so by birth?"

"What?"

"Ah, never mind. Just a touch of poetic inspiration."