The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 111 Serving Tea to Feng Xiuer Xi!

Feng Xi tore a page from the notebook and handed it to Yu Chen.

Yu Chen, who was stunned by the so-called "Games of Ten Thousand Races", took it suspiciously. His eyes started to twitch and his mouth kept twitching as he glanced down at it.

"Feng Xi, representative of the Wu Clan's delegation to Kunlun, felt that the prehistoric world was vast, with numerous civilizations and countless races, yet due to various reasons, there was little interaction between them, which was detrimental to the development of the ultimate cultivation civilization in the prehistoric world..." Yu Chen read the contents above with a strange expression and a distorted face, "Therefore, we are holding the first prehistoric world's Ten Thousand Races Games - the Dutian Cup Games, and we cordially invite outstanding members of all races to participate."

"This sports meet must uphold the spirit of 'friendship first, competition second,' aiming to promote mutual understanding and exchange between different civilizations and races..."

He scrutinized the seemingly harmless promotional material repeatedly, and vaguely sensed a conspiracy at play.

However, it was just a breath.

Trying to delve deeper and trace it further, everything seemed like looking at flowers through a fog, everything was hazy and unclear.

"Hmm..." Yu Chen pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. So he simply looked at Feng Xi and said, "Give me a hint, what are you up to?"

"What are you secretly plotting?"

"I've calculated everything, and I haven't calculated anything. This is an open-ended plan," Feng Xi said frankly. "Everything will move with the tide and be guided by the circumstances."

"We will take further action and handle the details once we see the situation of the participants at that time."

"Of course, no matter how things change, the core principle remains the same: to target the demon race and create obstacles for this group."

"I'd like to hear the details." Yu Chen raised an eyebrow.

"First, there are two choices—our Wu tribe can participate in this sports meet, or we can not participate." Feng Xi held up two fingers. "Participating has its advantages; not participating also has its consequences."

"Let's talk about the competition first." He bent down one finger. "Then this Heavenly Cup Games can become the best stage to showcase the powerful racial talents and individual qualities of our Witch Clan."

"Does it make sense?" Yu Chen asked, puzzled.

"Of course there is." Feng Xi chuckled. "Right now, the Ancestral Witches are restraining themselves and working hard to cultivate the members of the Witch Clan. They don't want to fight a war with the Demon Clan, who have inherited the combat power from the time of creation, until the Little Witches have fully grown up."

"War and slaughter are the highest form of violence, and the best way to demonstrate strength and weakness... but it's not the right time yet."

"However, if the conditions are not met, we can create them."

"What could be more suitable than a grand athletic competition among all races?"

"If we only rely on language and writing to spread the word about how powerful the Wu tribe is and how glorious the civilization it carries is... we lack the most direct experience and it's too superficial."

"Competitive sports are different... The general public is more likely to resonate with the power of the body and will that they directly experience," Feng Xi said quietly. "For ordinary beings with limited knowledge, they cannot truly understand how vast the world is. Moreover, because of the values ​​cultivated in their respective civilizations, it is difficult for them to truly recognize the greatness of the Wu Clan and the gap between us... They suffer from a lack of culture."

"But physical competitions that anyone can understand are more likely to resonate with people."

"Would you believe that a race that dominates all fields is weak?" Feng Xi asked.

"No," Yu Chen shook his head.

"That's right." Feng Xi smiled. "We can use such competitions to confirm our race's actual position at the top of all races... Then, it will be very easy for higher races to influence lower races."

"When we've demonstrated our power, we'll attract those who come seeking our might, spread the word to them, and offer them simple hands-on experiences so they can directly feel the advantages of a higher civilization in every aspect..." He clapped his hands. "It's done!"

"These people became loyal followers of our Wu tribe's ideology and civilization!"

"The vast majority of them will become propaganda vanguards who bring their own food. Their imperfect and flawed minds, in order to prove that they are superior to their former kin, will use this extraordinary and mysterious experience as their talking point, which they will always talk about—'I saw this and that with the witch clan,' while relentlessly belittling the shortcomings of their own civilization that need improvement..."

"They'll start discussions about how this plague-like contagion will drag an entire ethnic group down with them, turning them into our lackeys in the future... witch dogs!"

Feng Xi smiled faintly, "These are perfect as cannon fodder... Of course, we can't expect everyone to be mentally challenged or brain-dead."

"Among those beings who directly perceive the advancement of my Wu tribe's civilization, there will always be those who are rational, calm, and have a pure and flawless heart. They recognize the gap between themselves and my Wu tribe, can view issues dialectically, can acknowledge the shortcomings of their own tribe, and have the humility, ambition, and determination to strive to improve the civilization and race behind them."

"A group with such outstanding talents is unlikely to be fooled into becoming cannon fodder... But for us, it doesn't really matter."

"Because, sooner or later they'll fall into our trap again... Who told us we represent progress and development?"

"If that's the case, are there any better role models than us?"

"So, whether they choose to or are forced to, they secretly learn our civilization, our thoughts, our spirit... But after learning until they fully comprehend our will, can they still return to the demon race's camp?"

Feng Xi looked like he had everything under control, he was just short of waving a feather fan around to enhance his image.

Yu Chen pondered carefully and considered it thoroughly. After a long while, he nodded with admiration, "What you said makes a lot of sense... In this way, we can indeed break the deadlock, recruit allies, and break through the publicity blockade."

"That's right!" Feng Xi said, head held high. "Don't you even know who I am!"

"Of course, this is also thanks to the powerful and supportive Ancestral Witch and Pangu, who have given the Witch Clan such a strong hand."

"It is precisely because of the excellence and strength of the entire Witch Clan that I have room to display my talents... Otherwise, if I were to show off recklessly and end up doing all the work for the other side, that would be ridiculous."

—The Dutian Cup Games have ended, and after tallying the results, it turns out that the Wu Clan did not win the most gold medals... Oh dear!

The extent of his scheming ultimately benefited the other side.

Feng Xi didn't need to think too much; she could just vomit blood and hang herself.

A flurry of actions, but a dismal record of zero wins and five losses.

The support player had planned everything perfectly, led the team to initiate team fights, and seized the initiative, but as soon as the fight started, his teammates completely collapsed, and all four damage dealers exploded on the spot...

Even if Feng Xi were nailed to a coffin and buried nine thousand feet underground at that time, he would still rise from the coffin and shout—

"Damn teammates... I hate them!"

……

"This is an open strategy," Feng Xi said. "It's a contest of raw power and the innate qualities of the clans behind them... In a way, it's a different kind of war."

"I'm not afraid of the demon race's higher-ups finding out... so what if they do?"

"Go up and compete!"

"Let's see who's better!" Feng Xi spread her hands. "Facts speak louder than words."

"I firmly believe that the witch clan behind me will not let us down in this regard. They have god-like teammates who won't send a few pigs to their deaths."

Yu Chen expressed his approval.

"Of course," Feng Xi changed the subject, "there are actually risks involved."

"Oh?"

"Since everyone knows how important the significance behind this is, it was destined from the beginning that it had nothing to do with pure competition, but would inevitably be involved in the big web called politics."

"The top leaders of both sides will definitely get involved, using this 'Metropolitan Games' to promote the excellence and strength of their respective camps!"

"I think the methods they would use are far more than just doping, rule-changing, and cheating!"

"No matter what the method, we must win... I may have already foreseen that the number of medals each side wins in each National Games in the future will vividly reflect the relative strength of their peak power at that time."

"The stronger the will of Heaven, the more medals it wins..." Feng Xi seemed to be mocking, "What could be better than the best method of cheating than the will of Heaven?"

Yu Chen was speechless.

After a long pause, he sighed softly, "How about we stop calling it the Heavenly Cup and start calling it the Curtain Cup?"

From its inception, it was destined to be shrouded in secrecy, a political stage for the contest between civilizations and races.

"I also wanted to call it the Black Curtain Cup..." Feng Xi agreed wholeheartedly, "but after thinking about it, I realized that if I said it so bluntly, I might easily encounter some misfortune on the way out, so I decided to call it the Capital Cup."

"..."

Yu Chen opened his mouth, then closed it again, and gave a thumbs up.

"Once the first Games are held, our Wu Clan will have made a breakthrough," Feng Xi said. "After all, we have achieved a breakthrough from zero to one in infiltrating the lower levels of the Demon Clan."

"The demon race is so vast, there are bound to be some who grow up crooked and do not conform to the core values ​​of the demon race... The emergence of our witch race is also a new choice for them."

"Of course, given that our Wu clan is participating, there's a possibility that our teammates might be too bad and cause us to completely fail. So we also have a plan to not participate."

"If we don't participate, we can't showcase the strength of our witch clan, can we?" Yu Chen said. "Then how will we promote ourselves?"

"No, if we don't participate, then our focus will shift to another direction." Feng Xi smiled, "We will act as objective and impartial rule-makers and referees to create obstacles for the current high-level capital of the demon race."

He looked at the somewhat confused Yu Chen and patiently explained, "During this trip, I learned about many shocking things... If my plan just now was to let civilization roam freely and subtly infiltrate it, then the demon race is much more direct and ferocious."

"Directly graze the race!"

"The existence of these races is the tool we use to manipulate and control them."

"Under the guise of humanitarian concern, we, the rule-makers of the National Games, must take care of every race, actively encourage every ethnic group to participate, and showcase the strengths of their own ethnic group..."

"I believe that every group has its own unique characteristics... For example, rats are definitely good at digging holes."

"We set up competitions that subtly favor certain weaker races, giving them the opportunity to defeat slightly stronger races in specific areas!"

"Subtly spread the idea that 'nobles and high-ranking officials are born with special privileges,' telling them that even a toad can eat swan meat, igniting the fire of courage deep in their souls and adding to their spirit of resistance..."

"By disrupting the food chain relationships of the demon race, where bloodlines and hierarchy reign supreme, even ants can slay a true dragon if their courage remains undiminished and their hearts are not chilled!"

"This operation is quite difficult," Yu Chen said.

"As long as it's effective," Feng Xi said calmly. "Besides, regardless of whether the lower-ranking races win or lose when challenging the higher-ranking races, we can continue our calculations."

"If the challenge succeeds, we will help them spread the word... to make the lower-ranking groups swell and become radicalized, so that the defeated higher-ranking groups will be ashamed and angry, determined to crush those low-ranking groups that dared to challenge the hierarchy."

"Look...aren't the internal conflicts within the demon race even greater now?"

"What if favoritism fails, and the lower-ranking race loses? What if they suffer a crushing defeat, their spirit and morale completely shattered?" Yu Chen asked.

"Then it's time for my Witch Clan to make a dazzling appearance and deceive... no, I mean, promote and hype the concept of reincarnation." Feng Xi smiled, "Subtly brainwash them, telling them that there's no hope in this life, and they can only be demons... so why not pursue reincarnation and gamble on the next life?"

"Those who believe in my concept of reincarnation will be reborn into a better life!" Feng Xi said with a charlatan's expression. "The Earth Goddess Houtu possesses boundless power; the Reincarnation Cult saves all sentient beings!"

"No one would believe in your Samsara Cult, right?" Yu Chen retorted. "Where are there so many good babies to be reborn? In the end, there are more bad babies than good babies in this world."

"Once someone does the math, they'll know what's going on with you."

"You're just making empty promises; be careful you don't end up being consumed by resentment from humanity."

"Heh heh... With my divine wisdom and foresight, how could I not know the subtleties involved?" Feng Xi said smugly. "This problem is far too easy to solve!"

"Just say—our Reincarnation Cult adopts a tiered contribution system…wouldn't that solve everything?"

"To be born into a good family, one needs to make a huge contribution to the propagation of the religion."

"The more you publicize it, the greater your achievements, and the better you'll be born into a good family!"

"Within this promotional system, I plan to construct a pyramid structure... When calculating the performance contribution of each level, it will be based on a fixed percentage of all the subordinates extending from their respective level!"

"If A recruits B, and B recruits C, then the contributions of A and B are calculated proportionally based on C's promotional achievements!"

"This model, with the allure of being born into a privileged family, is enough to motivate and inspire ambition at every level!"

"When the time comes, arranging one or two successful cases will surely ensure that Lord Houtu's reincarnation strategy doesn't spread to its maximum extent," Feng Xi said confidently. "Yu Chen, what do you think?"

"How's my grand strategic plan for the National Games?"

Yu Chen remained silent for a moment, his eyes flickering, then turned and poured a cup of tea from the table beside him, respectfully handing it to Feng Xi. "Leader Feng, please have some tea!"

Looking at Feng Xiuer and Xi drinking tea, Yu Chen secretly revised his original plan.

Even if he had an epiphany half a month later and also obtained a "Seven Star Sword", he would not seek out Feng Xi for a "sparring match".

They're really... not to be trifled with!

P.S.: Haha... Happy New Year!

(End of this chapter)