The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 123 God's Blessing, Anonymous Report!

Feng Xi is smiling.

The laughter was quite inexplicable.

However, the clever and quick-witted Yu Chen instantly grasped the true meaning behind it.

A meeting of minds!

Everything is understood without words!

Of course, this is to prevent situations such as misjudgment from occurring.

Surprisingly, yet not surprisingly, a cold glint flashed from the Seven Star Sword hanging at his waist—

"Sizzle!"

With a flash of sword light, the glued joint of the ledger was severed!

Moreover, the sword light was so sudden that it startled both of them, causing them to release their grip at the same moment.

In an instant, the pages scattered like snowflakes, covering the ground.

"what!"

Yu Chen called out, repeatedly apologizing, "I'm sorry, I haven't had this innate spiritual treasure for very long, and my mastery of it is not yet refined enough, so I often make mistakes... I'm so sorry!"

Then, he immediately squatted down to pick up the scattered pages of paper.

"It's alright, it's alright." Feng Xi's expression was gentle, generous, and dignified. "It was just a small mistake, nothing to worry about."

"Everyone makes mistakes sometimes!" he said calmly, with a touch of emotion. "In my past life, I saw someone working in the antique appraisal industry."

"That man was a grandmaster in this field, with decades of experience... but one day, he misjudged him!"

"They mistakenly appraised a priceless treasure at a low price, and someone else snagged it!"

"A junior employee, who happened to be interested in it one day, suddenly became rich and a tycoon!"

Feng Xi shook his head repeatedly as he spoke, "Even such an experienced master can make mistakes, let alone a novice?"

He sighed repeatedly, and at the same time, he helped Yu Chen pick up the papers that had fallen to the ground.

However, Feng Xi only had time to pick up one card as a token gesture before the rest were quickly dealt with by Yu Chen.

"Be more careful next time." Feng Xi chuckled, handing Yu Chen a sheet of paper recording part of the projected expenditures, and winked.

"Definitely! Definitely!" Yu Chen took it, glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and a smile bloomed on his face. He also winked.

The artist watched all this from the sidelines, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He shook his head inwardly, muttering to himself.

"What are you two grown men doing, staring at each other and winking?"

"Don't you know how cringeworthy that is?"

"That is, it's me, who, through experience, understands your little schemes..."

Anyone unaware of the situation would think you two were exchanging glances and had fallen in love at first sight!

The artist lamented that the world is going to the dogs and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be.

They're all people with thick eyebrows and big eyes, yet they do such things.

the other side.

"Brother Feng, just wait for my good news," Yu Chen said, patting his chest. "You'll get the results in three days at the latest!"

"Alright, I'll wait." Feng Xi nodded with a smile.

……

It didn't take three days.

It only lasted half a day.

Yu Chen then brought great news to Feng Xi.

Most of the various branches and lineages of Taoism were mobilized.

In particular, the disciples and grand-disciples of Lingbao Tianzun were completely mobilized and formed an organized and core group of teachers.

Under the guise of "avoiding vicious internal competition," the Jie Sect united as one, transforming into the most competitive team externally, and stormed into the renowned teacher platform established by the Wu Clan.

And the Wuzu platform did not disappoint.

Through GG's promotion, hype, and boasting, a massive market for seeking the Dao has been completely opened up and its potential unleashed.

The creatures of the primordial world had nothing to be reluctant about in their pursuit of the Great Dao.

After all, this represents power, and the right to survive in the future!

Even if it means selling everything they own, they will scrape together enough tuition fees to change their destiny and strive for a better future.

The educational institutions established by the Wu tribe fulfilled their wishes.

Races that were originally subtly suppressed and bound by the food chain hierarchy have found a chance to turn their lives around here.

Once they have gained power and broadened their horizons, how will they view the tragic fate of that race when they look back?

Unwittingly, a spark was ignited.

Of course, those are things that will only come to fruition in the very distant future.

Currently, no one on the platform is thinking that far ahead.

Many people are overjoyed and excited.

It's like a treasure trove, like a jade palace.

One was appointed by Lingbao Tianzun as the main person in charge of the sale of the labor resources of the Jiejiao teachers and the accounting of financial income; the other was a secondary person in charge representing the Kunlun Mountain Wu tribe, who had some bargaining power over the labor value of the Jiejiao disciples and was responsible for paying their salaries.

The huge success of the Wuzu intermediary platform means that both of them have made a fortune.

As for whether there are any shady profits involved, or whether it involves any dirty transactions, such as profiting from demon blood and exploiting the labor value of disciples and followers?

rest assured.

Wool comes from sheep.

Why not just charge more tuition fees?

At Yu Chen's sly suggestion, the teaching fees posted on the platform kept increasing.

Even some famous teachers' large-class teaching courses have very strict talent requirements for the students listening to the sermon, and those who do not meet the standards are rejected... Under such suggestions, some quotas are secretly released.

By paying a so-called "high sponsorship fee," one can sneak in, sit discreetly in a corner, and listen to lectures from top-tier instructors.

"This is utterly exploitative, indiscriminate in its exploitation." Qingxuan, understanding the situation, shook his head repeatedly, criticizing Yu Chen, "If you keep doing this... those students don't have the talent, they'll pay a huge sum of money, and they won't learn anything even if they get in!"

"Heh." Yu Chen curled his lip. "One is willing to hit, and the other is willing to be hit."

"They failed the exam, their aptitude and understanding didn't meet the requirements, yet they still insisted on getting in... I think they should be prepared to face the consequences."

"Some people are simply clueless," Yu Chen said calmly. "And some people go there with ulterior motives."

"So what if my talent for cultivation is poor?"

"As long as you know some friends who are quick to understand and have strong aptitude... isn't that enough?" He chuckled. "I gave them this opportunity to enter the circle of beings who may become strong in the future but are still very weak now, to make friends and build deep friendships."

"I may be a weakling myself, but I know XXX...that's a kind of deterrent, isn't it!"

"The exorbitant sponsorship fee I set is only affordable to those with wealthy families who have no shortage of material resources..." Yu Chen said leisurely. "So what does investing those material resources and converting them into connections for future powerful individuals matter?"

The qualifications for entering social circles based on personal relationships are also a kind of potential value.

Yu Chen learned something from Feng Xi's actions of building a platform and monetizing channels, and tried to imitate it, and it seems to be working quite well.

"The primordial world is colorful and diverse."

"The races and creatures living inside are very diverse."

"Every living being has different talents, and the future they can choose is also different."

"Some people love spiritual practice, some love art, some enjoy life... We cannot expect everyone to develop in the field of spiritual practice—because we cannot guarantee that they will all succeed with limited resources."

"We have no right to make decisions for them or decide their future."

"All we can offer is a relaxed environment, a suitable platform, and some protection from the harm caused by violence... giving them the conditions to pursue their own interests."

"I may not be strong myself, but I know strong people and can bring them on to keep things in check... See, isn't that great?"

"We're classmates, we help each other, we're all one family... If we encounter any difficulties, we can raise our arms and everyone will come to our aid!"

Yu Chen spread his hands.

"Tch... You must be really tough on me." Qingxuan shook his head. "Once you're obsessed with money, you can come up with all sorts of crooked and unethical schemes and even justify them."

"Anything that can be explained logically isn't considered heretical," Yu Chen argued confidently. "No matter what, it has to be a crooked path!"

"Alright, alright!" Qingxuan didn't want to argue with him and changed the subject, "Did you feel it?"

"There seems to be an undercurrent surging in the Kunlun Mountains right now."

"That's normal," Yu Chen said calmly. "We've made such a big show of it, the demon race's higher-ups aren't blind, how could they not see it?"

"It's because Feng Xi and Hou Gang had consecutive bursts of energy and crazy maneuvers that the situation spread out rapidly in the shortest amount of time, making it difficult to stop... Otherwise, someone would have already surrounded and blocked it."

"But over time, everyone who needed to react has reacted."

"They've even come up with countermeasures targeting our platform... They won't act unless they do, and when they do, it'll be fatal!"

"Just watch." Yu Chen gripped the hilt of his sword, his expression grave. "It's going to be quite a spectacle."

"They can pull off all sorts of amazing feats; there's nothing they can't do, only things we haven't even thought of."

"This place has become the epicenter of too many conspiracies and schemes, the biggest hotbed of conflict!"

……

Standing in a place of right and wrong, as the source of the vortex, Feng Xi remained calm.

On ordinary days, I eat and sleep as usual. After listening to the sermons of the Celestial Venerable of Morality, I also listen to the public lectures of the Celestial Venerable of Primordial Beginning.

Unfortunately, the lesson was uneventful, and no wise man from the Wu tribe created an opportunity for him to "shock" him.

The only thing we can do is publish a textbook after class to strengthen the foundation of the Wuzu Famous Teachers Platform.

What remains is to steadily expand the platform and launch a massive advertising campaign—"Find famous teachers at New Kunlun Education Institution," which subtly contains some brainwashing propaganda.

Some promoted the virtues of the Wu tribe, highlighting their nobility and power; others promoted the idea that everyone has their own unique talents, constantly building anticipation for the upcoming Games...

While maintaining overall control and making steady progress, Feng Xi also occasionally goes out for shopping and browsing online stores.

Who knows, we might just snag a bargain!

Right.

To be a shaman, one must have dreams.

Believe in your luck; after being unlucky for most of your life, your luck will turn around someday!

"I never rely on any special techniques when gambling on jade!"

Standing in a gambling stone shop run by one of Lingbao Tianzun's disciples, Feng Xi spoke in a very irritating tone amidst countless envious, jealous, and hateful gazes. At his feet, inside a huge rock that had been cut open, was a small box made of immortal gold.

Leaving aside the contents sealed inside, the material of the box alone is worth many times more than the investment in gambling on jade.

"I was able to unearth treasures entirely thanks to God's favor!" Feng Xi sighed dramatically. "Skill? Unnecessarily!"

"God feeds me... unlike you guys?"

"well……"

A long sigh enraged his opponent, a veteran of millions of years of jade gambling, who was now fuming with rage. The opponent, trembling, pointed a finger, stammering, "You...you...you..."

"What do you mean, 'what are you talking about'?" Feng Xi glanced at him. "You're not happy? You'd better keep it to yourself!"

After his mockery, he rubbed his hands together, taking advantage of the large crowd of onlookers who served as excellent witnesses. Feng Xi fumbled around on the box, searching for a way to open it.

Surprisingly simple.

It's so simple that the box opens with just a gentle lift.

The moment it was opened, a dazzling golden light greeted the eye.

The source of the golden light was a series of dark yellow, coin-shaped objects.

Feng Xi felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

"What great teammates!"

"What a great idea!" 』

"Such perfect teamwork!"

"You understand what I mean... uh, wait, something seems off?" The heavy weight on my heart lifted up again.

"These Xuanhuang coins seem to have patterns? No way!" Through the golden light, Feng Xi vaguely saw something. "How could Yu Chen be so careless in his actions?"

"Even the big head doesn't erase the mark?"

"Isn't this a trap for me?"

Her heart pounded, but Feng Xi forced herself to remain calm as she took out the Xuanhuang coins and immediately noticed their difference.

These Xuanhuang coins are quite different from the usual Hou Datou coins.

First of all, it's thicker than the rear bumper, which makes it look very substantial.

Furthermore, the patterns are also different. Instead of the majestic Houtu Ancestral Witch, there is an emperor with a blurred face, wearing a crown and standing with his hands behind his back, as if watching the changing of the world.

Finally, there's the publisher.

The large characters "Heaven and Earth Bank" made Feng Xi feel like she had a lot to complain about, but she didn't know how to express it.

"Lingbao Tianzun...does he really enjoy joking?" Feng Xi thought to herself. "Heaven and Earth Bank...I'd rather be the Underworld Bank!"

"Do you have hundreds of millions of dollars?"

Startled, Feng Xi put the Xuanhuang Coin back into the box with a sour face.

However, this did not deter the onlookers' curiosity.

After all, the Xuanhuang Merit Coin is such a high-class item that they would never come into contact with or understand it in their entire lives.

"What is that?"

"It seems to be some kind of currency?"

"Young man, could you let us take another look?"

They didn't know what it was.

Therefore, there were no gasps of surprise—"My God, that's actually..."

This meant that even when Feng Xi displayed his divine power in front of others, he didn't feel any pleasure.

So he simply stopped pretending.

Making a fortune quietly is also a good thing.

It is necessary to have onlookers, but only to provide a group of witnesses.

Carrying a box of Xuanhuang coins, Feng Xi walked briskly back to the Wu Clan's main camp.

Unbeknownst to them, among the onlookers was a passerby who was observing the scene, his gaze gradually darkening, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Oh……"

……

"This is the platform's revenue for this month. Thanks to the improvement in teaching resources, it has increased compared to last month..."

In the Wu tribe's embassy, ​​Hou Gang reported to Feng Xi, who had just returned to the area.

"Do we need to pay tribute to the clan?"

"What are we handing over?" Feng Xi retorted. "Is the clan short of such a small amount of money?"

"We are currently in a honeymoon period with the Taoist community, and we need to continue to invest and deepen our cooperation."

"So, put all of it into expanding the platform... Hmm..." He stroked his chin and instructed, "A portion of the money should be allocated as welfare for the Taoist students who have joined the platform, and some small gifts should be given out."

"You can leave this matter to Yu Chen... By the way, you can tell him that you can consider converting the gifts into shopping cards or something based on their price, so that the intern teachers can exchange them for goods at the designated market and choose what they like. This will prevent people from saying that we are inhumane, that we do everything in a one-size-fits-all manner, and that we give out some useless gifts."

"..." Hou Gang gave Feng Xi a deep look. "Fine, you're my superior now, so you're in charge."

After saying that, he stopped mentioning the tax issue and shifted the focus to the Metropolitan Games, saying, "We've done enough publicity for the Metropolitan Games; everyone who needs to know already knows."

"With our daily announcements, the tribes in Kunlun Mountain have developed trust in our Wu tribe and are not worried about higher-ranking tribes wantonly slaughtering lower-ranking tribes. Some exceptionally talented beings have already expressed their desire to participate in the competition."

"Furthermore, we've enhanced the tangible benefits for the award winners by linking them with access to renowned teachers," Hou Gang said. "Whoever wins an award and achieves a certain ranking will be guaranteed a place on our platform to study under some of the top Taiyi masters for free, with customized cultivation strategies..."

"This year's sports meet has been thoroughly hyped up."

"Excellent! Excellent!" Feng Xi praised, "You did a great job!"

"In this way, with so many participants, they will all be tempted by the potential profits and fall into the trap!"

"It's a pity they don't know that," Feng Xi sighed. "Sometimes, the things that are free are actually the most expensive!"

"Once they participate, they have no control over what happens next."

"The ranking of races, their strengths and weaknesses in various fields, the flaws they reveal... the ranking of the food chain, the hunter and the hunted, there is no room for compromise."

"Are you ready to do the recording?" Feng Xi asked Hou Gang.

"Everything is ready," Hou Gang nodded. "We're just waiting for the participants to take their places."

"Then let's speed things up." Feng Xi glanced at the sky outside the palace, "lest things get complicated."

"If this drags on, who knows what tricks the demon race will have up their sleeves?"

"Okay." Hou Gang accepted the task with a smile.

"Then you may leave. I want to cultivate seriously for a while." Feng Xi waved his hand, dismissing Hou Gang.

After the palace doors had been closed for a while, he quickly arranged his gambling stones, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"One, two..."

As Feng Xi counted the Xuanhuang coins one by one, his eyes shone with the golden light of merit.

He counted several times before he could suppress his joy and begin making plans.

"This part is to enhance my daily practice..."

"This part is for raising alternate accounts..."

One large and one small, two piles of dark yellow coins, gleaming brightly and captivating the eye.

"Hmm, I wonder how my alternate account has been doing all these years?"

"You must be doing pretty well, right?"

Feng Xi pondered.

"My alternate account, with just one percent of my own brilliance, prowess, and superior wisdom, can thrive anywhere!"

"Impossible!"

He was so confident.

Using his innate spiritual treasure, Feng Xi needed to activate communication and exchange information with his alternate accounts.

only……

Before he could even begin, a shocking event occurred.

A grand and majestic aura descended and enveloped this space and time.

The Nine Netherworld Diagram trembled, protecting Feng Xi... but that's all.

Further retaliation? Not a chance.

Feng Xi quickly put away the Xuanhuang Coins, then looked solemn and stared intently at the palace gate.

"Click."

With a soft click, the door opened.

A burly figure walked in, exuding an aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness that was terrifying.

"Lord You..." Feng Xi stood up and bowed to the visitor.

Great Shaman—Yu!

"I am truly sorry that I failed to greet you properly upon your arrival, my lord," Feng Xi said, somewhat uneasy. "I wonder what important matter you have brought me here for?"

A great shaman arrived too suddenly.

You looked at Feng Xi, stared at her briefly, and then sighed, "Feng Xi, come with me."

"Huh?" Feng Xi was dumbfounded.

"Go back to your hometown," You shrugged. "Someone anonymously reported you."

"The source of your huge amount of wealth is unclear, and you are suspected of embezzlement, bribery, and falsifying accounts... Therefore, you need to go to the designated time and place to give a detailed account of this situation."

"So, please!" Yu gestured.

"I..." Feng Xi wanted to curse.

However, after thinking it over, he chose to follow his heart, and with a dark expression, he followed, saying, "I request that the procedure be carried out in accordance with the clan's laws and regulations, with a presumption of innocence."

"Don't worry about that," You smiled. "You're someone of some status and position now. To take you down, we need solid evidence."

As he spoke, his smile deepened, "Of course, with your abilities, simply falsifying accounts to make money is not a big problem, as long as you don't collude with external enemies... The clan needs capable people right now."

"However, in order to uphold judicial fairness, you will still have to accept the corresponding sanctions and punishments, such as being removed from your position or being confined for a period of time. You can treat it as a period of seclusion for spiritual practice."

Feng Xi's eye twitched.

If he gets fired, he'll lose a lot of money!

"I just received my first kickback from Wusheng, and before I could even enjoy it, this happened... I'm so unlucky!"

"I earned the kickbacks from the trading partners through my own abilities, so why are you accusing me of falsifying accounts?"

Feng Xi reluctantly followed You onto the warship. Under the watchful eyes of the many onlookers who flocked out to watch the show, he felt a sense of desolation, like the wind howling and the Yi River running cold.

"Commander Feng, may you rest in peace!" Hou Gang pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere and waved it around, making Feng Xi want to rush down and kill him.

Unfortunately, he can't.

At the same time.

In a renowned restaurant, Kurosawa, who works as the manager day after day, puts down his pen, raises his head slightly, and looks vacantly, as if gazing through time and space, broadcasting live.

"The matter is accomplished."

He spoke slowly, his words conveying an air of ease and contentment.

"..." The figure standing in the corner remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally sighed and said, "You're something else."

"Hey." Kurosawa chuckled nonchalantly, "I'm someone who makes a living with my brain, of course I need to use strategy."

"Unlike you, I don't have unparalleled assassination skills. I can only barely make a living by writing whistleblower letters and the like."

"Thank goodness, the report was successful." Kurosawa sighed. "Whether he comes back or not, this place is leaderless for the time being."

"Are you somewhat wary of him?" the assassin in the corner asked cryptically.

"That's right." Kurosawa nodded calmly. "He's not an easy opponent; his intelligence and cunning are on par with mine."

"Over the years, I haven't been able to find many flaws."

"Intelligence and cunning..." The figure in the corner seemed amused. "I think it's more than that, isn't it? What do mere intellectuals mean to you?"

"To fight you, intelligence alone isn't enough; you also need to have a sufficiently low moral standard... Am I right?"

"What kind of ridiculous truth are you spouting?" Kurosawa said slowly. "Am I really that despicable?"

"I was merely fulfilling a request made by someone, doing my duty faithfully."

"It's just a knife, a sword... It was Dijun who demanded that I use any means necessary, so I did it."

"How can you blame me?" Kurosawa sighed, slowly standing up. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

"Let's proceed with the next part of the plan."

"Whatever the witch clan wants to do, we'll destroy it... If they want to promote a positive image of the witch clan, we'll destroy it; if they're setting up educational institutions, we'll smear them with dirty water."

"Destruction is always easier than creation."

Kurosawa said leisurely, "Go and praise the Witch Clan to death, so they will step on a landmine; go and slander the platform, saying that its members are morally corrupt."

"That little guy is a bit too young."

"The struggle for the right to free speech is not an easy matter!"

"He's still far from it... far from it!"

……

"Do you know?"

It was as if it had been planned all along.

After Feng Xi was taken away from Kunlun, a gust of wind began to blow.

"My uncle's nephew's sister's neighbor's brother's friend works at that educational institution jointly run by the witch clan and the Taoist sect." A person said mysteriously, attracting a group of listeners.

"Do you know? There are extremely terrifying and dark things in there!"

"Oh? What is it? Tell me quickly!"

As it turns out, these kinds of rumors will always find a market and will always attract the curiosity of people with nothing better to do.

"I'll tell you right now... but you absolutely mustn't tell anyone!" The person speaking glanced around furtively before continuing in a low voice, "That organization... it's filthy! Absolutely filthy!"

"There are so many scoundrels!"

"Many of the instructors inside are hypocrites. They use their supposed strength or knowledge of cultivation to seduce the young females!"

"Wow! Really?! Is it that scary?!" The onlookers were stunned.

"And that's not all!" the man continued, "They even prey on cute-looking males!"

"Did you know? My uncle's nephew's sister's neighbor's brother's friend told me that these institutions, ostensibly for education, actually provide absurd services to many people of high status!"

"That's terrifying!"

"How evil!"

"Please, please don't tell anyone!"

"If they find out, I'm dead!"

(End of this chapter)