Furious Venerable Huanghun

Silence. The Ancient Gods present fell completely silent. Slaying a hundred gods in three days. This plan was simply too terrifying. If previously the evil god military encampments, wary of their power, might have watched and waited, or coordinated with other evil god encampments to gather strength before dispatching troops against Qingshui Village... Once Qi Yuan initiated the plan to slay a hundred gods in three days, it would undoubtedly plunge the fallen territories into the flames of war. The Great Venerables of those evil god encampments would no longer be able to sit idly by. When that time came, it would be a true divine war! An unending divine war. "My lord, this will trigger a divine war!" An Ancient God struggled to speak. The Ancient Gods present were certain that after a hundred gods were slain in three days, the armies of the evil god encampments would assemble within two days and march on Qingshui Village. At that time, their strength would be fundamentally inadequate to withstand the evil gods. "A divine war is great! Massive amounts of evil god spiritual power will pour in every day—what a massive profit!" Qi Yuan clapped and cheered. The other Ancient Gods looked at each other in dismay. It was indeed a massive profit, but one needed to be alive to spend it. "Don't worry, my plan is flawless! "You only need to do as I command, and the evil gods will surely fall!" Qi Yuan said with confidence. The Ancient Gods present still hesitated. Just then, Zhu Zhuangshi spoke up: "Dithering like that—how are you True Gods at all?! I, Old Zhu, am the first to support the lord's plan!" Shi Chongshan also chimed in hastily: "I support it too!" "We'll cross future bridges when we come to them. I don't believe the lord would harm us!" Ancient God Wangsong said. Seeing this, the remaining Ancient Gods finally raised no further objections. At this moment, the elder twin sister bowed her head. "May the Celestial Venerable please reveal the plan so that we may carry it out!" The others looked at Qi Yuan as well; since they had chosen to swear allegiance, everything followed Qi Yuan's orders. "Xiao Qi!" Qi Yuan called out. After roughly a hundred breaths, Qi Qi rushed over, covered in dust from travel. "Godfather, you're back?" Qi Qi looked at Qi Yuan and the many Ancient Gods behind him. A flash of surprise appeared in her eyes, though it vanished quickly. "Xiao Qi, in our Lin Country, how many True God-level evil gods are left?" Qi Yuan asked. "There are forty-three left. Among them, five are at Step Three Sky Treading, while the numbers at Step Two and Step One are unknown!" Qi Qi answered earnestly. "Only that many?" Qi Yuan said, somewhat disappointed. The number of evil gods in Lin Country was rather pathetic. "Step one of the plan to slay a hundred gods in three days: after you finish the feast, you twenty Ancient Gods with Divine Domain seeds head out to the cities of Lin Country and kill all these evil gods for me!" In an instant, one-third of Qi Yuan's meticulous plan was complete. "..." "..." Silence. The Ancient Gods present were at a loss for words; even Ancient God Wangsong's beard twitched. This plan was truly casual. Qi Yuan seemed tired from talking. He picked up a cup of water from the table and took a sip. "The first day's plan is set. Now for the second day. "Xiao Qi, which country is closest to our Lin Country? "How many evil gods are there?" "The closest is Feng Country, with seventy-two evil gods," Qi Qi answered seriously. As Qingshui Village's sole dog-headed strategist and director of logistical support, she essentially handled every dirty and exhausting job. She had scouted this information for Qi Yuan long ago. Hearing this, Qi Yuan furrowed his brows. "Feng Country seems to have even more evil gods. "Killing only forty or so on the first day is a bit of a waste, and we might even scare off the evil gods in Feng Country! "I think we should scrap the previous plan and start over!" The Ancient Gods fell silent once more. They felt as though this was all child's play. Still, scrapping it and starting over was a relief. After all, the first day's plan sounded... utterly unreliable. "I think changing the three-day plan to a one-day plan makes more sense. "Right now, strike immediately! Sweep across Lin Country and Feng Country, and slaughter all these evil gods!" Qi Yuan said with fiery passion. These subjects before him all possessed Divine Domain seeds. Against anyone below Great Venerable, they could practically achieve an instant kill in a single strike. Since that was the case, it was better to strike swiftly and kill all those evil gods. If they killed too slowly across three days, those evil gods might catch wind and flee. Therefore, Qi Yuan simply shortened the timeline. Qi Yuan instantly felt that he was indeed a great genius, even taking into account battlefield variables like the evil gods fleeing. In terms of intellect, within the Canglan Realm, only True Monarch Dazhi could perhaps best him by a notch. "Can you do it?" Qi Yuan asked directly, looking at the twenty-odd Ancient Gods. A wave of incredulity washed over the Ancient Gods. "We can," the elder twin sister answered. "If we have maps, sweeping ten thousand li today will be enough to ambush and slay all these evil gods!" Only for today, though. Starting tomorrow, the area around Lin Country—the entire Northwest Lin—would likely be thrown into utter turmoil. "Xiao Qi, where are the maps?" Qi Yuan asked his dog-headed strategist again. "Godfather, wait a moment." Qi Qi vanished in a flash and returned swiftly, holding a stack of maps, which she distributed among the Ancient Gods present. Qi Yuan smiled. "With the plan made, the job is half done. The remaining half depends on you." Qi Yuan looked at these Ancient Gods with an expectant expression. Various emotions welled in the hearts of the Ancient Gods present. Some felt a surge of excitement. As Ancient Gods, they had grown accustomed to retreating and cowering. Launching a proactive assault like this was something they had never dared to imagine before. Even though it would draw an encircling army later, in the beginning, it was truly exhilarating, truly cathartic! "To increase the efficiency of completing the plan, I've specially prepared some Fish-Bombing Thunder Orbs for you." As Qi Yuan spoke, he distributed some Taiyin Lightning Orbs to them. Seeing this, the Ancient Gods accepted the Fish-Bombing Thunder Orbs. "Thank you, Celestial Venerable." "Good. Feel free to enjoy the feast, everyone. In half an hour, we set out together to slay the enemy." Qi Yuan was filled with lofty ambition. Under his leadership and planning, everything in the Mortal Heart Realm was heading in a wonderful direction. With that, all the Ancient Gods dispersed and joined the feast. Among them, Zhu Zhuangshi found the big black dog and plunked his buttocks right down onto its back, making the dog howl in fury. Today's Zhu Zhuangshi was no longer the Zhu Zhuangshi of old; the big black dog was completely outmatched. Meanwhile, the twin sisters sat together, communicating via voice transmission as they ate. "Sister, why do I feel today's plan sounds... so unreliable?" the younger twin sister asked in bewilderment. She had executed plans before. Those plans had all been detailed, with every step carefully laid out and contingencies in place for emergencies. Today's plan was far too sketchy. The Origin Celestial Venerable had formulated the plan right on the spot while questioning his goddaughter, as if concocted on an impulsive whim. "And yet, despite how unreliable the plan seems, I actually feel quite confident we can pull it off. In contrast, with those detailed plans in the past, every time I carried one out, I was on edge, terrified of failure." The younger sister spoke her true feelings. The elder sister smiled. "Because how is this even a plan? This is sheer overpowering might triumphing over all skill! As long as our strength is overwhelming, why would we need a meticulous plan? We can just steamroll right through. Slaying a hundred gods in one day follows the exact same logic. We don't need a plan at all; we only need to sweep forward and execute those evil gods." Truth be told, the elder sister agreed with Qi Yuan's reasoning. Speed was of the essence in war. Striking fast without giving the enemy time to react would yield the greatest harvest. "Right, that makes sense." The younger sister understood, but thinking of something, a worried look appeared on her face. "What about after this plan is completed?" Her worry was not unfounded. "Don't worry, the divine lord must have made plans long ago. He only appears unorthodox, but... among those who can cultivate to the True God realm, how many are truly stupid? During this visit to the Ancestral Land, his lord's gains might be even greater than what we've seen," the elder sister explained. This was also one of the reasons she had agreed to carry out the plan. On the other side, Qi Yuan glanced at Zhu Zhuangshi and said casually, "Bullying the big black dog like this—aren't you afraid it will turn the tables on you one day?" Zhu Zhuangshi quickly assumed a respectful demeanor. "Then I, Old Zhu, need to bully it early! If I don't bully it now, won't I have even less chance once it turns the tables?" Hearing this, Qi Yuan smiled. "You're still the same as ever." Zhu Zhuangshi's visualized deity was Marshal Tianpeng. Qi Yuan had discovered that using the God Visualization Art to borrow power caused the user, while channeling that borrowed strength, to be more or less influenced by the deity. Their emotions would be amplified, and they would say things somewhat out of character. Of course, this influence did not persist. They remained themselves. More importantly, back when Qi Yuan was on the Mountain of Visualization, he had conducted a small experiment. Among the Four Northern Saints, Marshal Tianyou was actually a deputy marshal. While visualizing, Qi Yuan used his Stellar Golden Core to forget the concept of him being a deputy marshal. What he visualized was a chief marshal. And the Marshal Tianyou produced by the God Visualization Art was indeed a chief marshal. This was rather interesting. Across different legends, these deities could vary completely, including their status, rank, and power. Yet what condensed was entirely governed by Qi Yuan's memory. At the time, Qi Yuan had a sudden whim: what if he made up a completely fabricated deity out of thin air? Unfortunately, it had failed. Thus, visualization was not mere daydreaming; it still required a definite basis. Qi Yuan looked at Zhu Zhuangshi. "Don't go on this one-day plan. I have an important task to entrust to you." Hearing this, Zhu Zhuangshi rejoiced inwardly. The lord was giving him special treatment! "My lord, please command Old Zhu however you wish!" Zhu Zhuangshi said excitedly. He cast a smug look at Shi Chongshan and the big black dog on the ground, as if saying: See that? This is what being part of the inner circle looks like. Half a day later. At a stronghold of the Ancient God Alliance. Rain fell in sheets. A man in white garments hurried over, an anxious look on his face. Pushing open the door, the white-robed man entered the main hall as a rush of cold air swept in. The three Venerables inside wore somewhat complicated expressions. "What is it?" Venerable Wanshan asked with a furrowed brow. "My lords, that group of Ancient Gods has killed another New God! Today, all the evil gods in the three cities near us were killed in battle!" the white-robed man said hastily. What should have been joyous news sounded full of worry coming from his lips. "That group of Ancient Gods... where on earth did they come from, and why are they so strong?" Venerable Wanshan asked. Venerable Wenyang shook his head. "Sigh. Their mass slaughter of evil gods might feel satisfying, but it drags our Feng Country into the flames of war. Before long, the evil god encampments will retaliate and scour Feng Country. The stronghold we worked so hard to establish may be caught in the crossfire, and the common folk of Feng Country... will likely suffer a bloody massacre as well." "Why must Venerable Wenyang be so pessimistic? Even if they hadn't stepped forward to slay the evil gods, would the evil gods have refrained from moving against us?" At this moment, Venerable Huanghun, who had remained silent all along, spoke up. "Regardless, they had the courage to slay evil gods—I, Huanghun, admire them for it!" Venerable Wanshan, however, agreed with Venerable Wenyang. "What a pity. Sigh. With such great strength, why couldn't they lie low like our Ancient God Alliance, taking the long view and prioritizing the big picture? Right now, they've killed many evil gods, but they're all minor minions. It does nothing to resolve the plight of the fallen territories at its root. Around us are three evil god encampments. Once the Great Venerables of those encampments strike, they won't even have a place to be buried!" Hearing this, Venerable Huanghun felt a surge of indignation. Others were outside risking their lives slaying evil gods, while you sat here making sarcastic remarks? All minor minions? You've been in the Ancient God Alliance for hundreds of years, prattling every day about the 'big picture,' yet what have you done? You haven't even killed a single minion! "If the evil god encampments strike, our Ancient God Alliance can go to their rescue and lend them a hand!" Venerable Huanghun said. Venerable Wanshan chuckled. "Venerable Huanghun, you are acting too emotionally. "By doing this, they have already exposed themselves. "The evil god encampments will certainly not let them off. "Once the evil god encampments strike, they are dead for sure! "There is no need for us to sacrifice our own people for dead men. "I just received word that these Ancient Gods claim to come from Qingshui Village, acting as subordinates of someone called the Origin Celestial Venerable. "Why have I never heard of this village? "Did they obtain some fortuitous encounter to become strong? "Sigh, they are far too rash. If they received a fortuitous encounter, they should have laid low. "Being so reckless is just courting death. "Such opportunities would have been better off given to our Ancient God Alliance, where they could serve a greater purpose. "Wasting our Mortal Heart Realm's treasures in vain, only to kill a few minor minions." "Hmph! I am ashamed to associate with the likes of you!" Venerable Huanghun could finally hold back no longer. "If you won't go save them, I will!" Venerable Huanghun had met the Origin Celestial Venerable before. Back then, the Origin Celestial Venerable had invited him to become a subject, and Venerable Huanghun had declined. Looking at it now, he should never have declined. The Ancient God Alliance before him was full of people occupying positions without doing any work. Listen to what they were saying—was that even fit for human ears? Spouting grand principles, prioritizing interests, constantly droning on about the big picture. Yet they directed sarcastic jeers toward the Ancient Gods who dared to strike against the evil gods! Venerable Huanghun swept his sleeve and strode away. Venerable Wanshan and Venerable Wenyang were taken aback. Hearing Venerable Huanghun's words, both grew rather incensed. "A pack of shortsighted brutes who know nothing but fighting and killing!" "Brother Wanshan, why bother arguing with Venerable Huanghun? When a divine war breaks out, people like him are always the first to die!" Venerable Wanshan drew a deep breath and spoke with sanctimonious gravity, like a man carrying the world on his shoulders: "Everything is for the sake of the world, for the sake of survival." "If Venerable Huanghun wants to leave, let him leave. He is merely Step Two Sky Treading; without the Ancient God Alliance, he is nothing," Venerable Wenyang said. But in the next breath, his expression shifted slightly. "This Venerable Huanghun has gone too far—he is actually digging up the roots of our Ancient God Alliance!" "What?" "He's rallying people to reinforce Qingshui Village!"