Chapter 243 A Thousand Year Old Fox

The deepest, most profound secret buried beneath Qingqiu was unexpectedly revealed by a man who had never even been to Qingqiu. For a moment, even Nü Jiao was stunned and lost her composure. At the same time, the man offered her an irresistible temptation.

Even if there was no A Yuan between her and Marquis Wu.

Even if she was violent and chose to silence him after he revealed her secret.

The hidden conditions and allure in Marquis Wu's words would make it impossible for her to act.

Calculated every step of the way, meticulous and flawless.

"...What strategist? Why don't I know about this, sister?"

Nü Jiao's tone was playful.

Zhuge Wu Hou's voice was gentle as he slowly said, "King Yu arranged five contingencies. The first was for Xing Tian's head, the second for the Huai River Water Demon Wu Zhiqi, the third for the Water God Gonggong, the fourth for the body of the War God Chi You, and the fifth for the ancient first medical-poison whip, Shennong Whip, which Yuan mentioned."

"Among them, Gonggong broke free, and Wu Zhiqi's power was diverted and seized by Buddhism..."

"Xing Tian's head was taken away by Kai Ming."

"Geng Chen was forced to dissolve his immortal form, and even the Queen Mother of the West is missing."

"Therefore, I found it strange from the start. Qingqiu, which possessed the War God's remains, though less powerful than Gonggong, would definitely fight for humanity, as well as the Shennong Whip, why had it not been interfered with, disturbed, or even controlled by Kai Ming?"

"Based on my understanding of Kai Ming, he wouldn't let Qingqiu go."

"And coincidentally, after the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zhiqi's power was divided, and the image of the nine-tailed fox gradually fell from an auspicious omen to a demon. I suspect Qingqiu has already clashed with Kai Ming, correct?"

The strategist's gentle eyes watched the white-haired Nü Jiao.

!!!

Nü Jiao was shaken, but still smiled, "My little tricks have made Marquis Wu laugh."

"Not you."

Zhuge Wu Hou's tone was calm as he swept his feather fan forward, pointing at the woman in front:

"For Kai Ming to openly display his strategies is a path to death. Even someone as powerful as the Queen Mother of the West, when traveling in the mortal world, was drawn into a carefully laid trap step by step. Qingqiu is vast, and if you were the only one outside, holding the Shennong Whip, it would be like the Empty Fort Strategy to Kai Ming."

"Perhaps you can deceive him for a while, but not forever."

"If I'm not mistaken, there must be an elder in Qingqiu, over a thousand years old, who is Kai Ming's hidden pawn, ready to destroy Chi You's war soul at any time. Am I right or wrong?"

Nü Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stopped speaking.

The young Marquis Wu said gently, "So, isn't it clear? Qingqiu and Kai Ming have clashed. Although Qingqiu was at a disadvantage, it didn't shake its foundations. In this clash, you, Nü Jiao, are in the position of the main lord. Behind you must be someone who predicted Kai Ming's moves."

Nü Jiao said slowly, "This is just your speculation..."

The young man said, "Bold assumptions, careful verification. I like this saying in the mortal world."

"We know there must be a strategist, but Kai Ming and Zhu Jiuyin have both subconsciously ignored him."

"Then, that means the abilities of seeing in all directions and observing the years cannot detect him."

Nü Jiao retorted, "If he can't be seen in all directions, then doesn't that mean he doesn't exist?"

The young man laughed and said, "Yes, you're right."

"Coincidentally, that's what Kai Ming and Zhu Jiuyin think too."

"They seem to have wisdom far beyond mortals and probably often laugh at mortals, thinking that what their eyes can't see and their hands can't touch doesn't exist. The so-called blind men touching an elephant. But, excessively trusting one's own abilities, wouldn't that also lead to being blind to the big picture?"

"Mortals think what their eyes can't see and their hands can't touch doesn't exist."

"Kai Ming also thinks what he can't see in all directions doesn't exist."

"But I will only trust my own deductions."

"There must be a strategist."

Nü Jiao said slowly, "What if this is just your wild imagination?"

"What if this person really doesn't exist?"

A Liang answered gently, "Yes, there is indeed such a possibility."

"But there is also another possibility, Nü Jiao. That strategist, using the techniques of Qimen Dunjia (Mysterious Doors and Passing Methods) and the innate Bagua (Eight Trigrams), forcibly erased his reflection in the ten directions. If he intends to attack Kai Ming, this is the only chance."

Nü Jiao looked deeply at the young man before her, smiled gracefully, and clapped her hands, saying:

"A very clever deduction, flawless, but haven't you miscalculated one thing? Leaving aside how difficult it is to erase one's projection in the ten directions, how many people would be willing to endure such a long time of loneliness and pain?"

The young strategist's voice was gentle, "But I believe, I believe... there will be someone willing."

"Because the human race has never lacked such fools."

The most brilliant and romantic group of heroes in Chinese history, possessing the courage of generals, the benevolence of kings, and the pinnacle of strategy, spanning three generations, pursuing an impossible dream one after another, until the Shu Han dynasty burned out and the king surrendered, the people who inherited this dream still refused to give up.

This was originally a legend gathered by a group of fools.

The young strategist stared at Nü Jiao.

"And I happen to be well-versed in the art of Qimen Dunjia. The Six Jia Qimen within the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals were left behind by me. So, I know that relying on the innate Bagua Dunjia techniques, it is indeed possible to achieve this."

"Zhu Long indulges in the years, and Kai Ming is confident in seeing in all directions."

"Those who are good at swimming often drown, and I, as you can see, have nothing. They can easily kill me, but precisely because I have nothing, my deductions will not be subject to any interference, and I can maintain absolute rationality. Therefore, I can discover this flaw."

"As for why I am certain that you, Nü Jiao, are willing to agree."

The young strategist paused for a moment and said, "Because, the only flaw of that strategist..."

"Lies in the fact that you are still alive..."

"If you, Nü Jiao, were to die, then Qingqiu would not be conspicuous, and his plans and designs would not have the slightest flaw. Even I would not be able to detect it. And if he softens at this moment, I think he must be your best friend."

Nü Jiao opened her mouth.

She said with a slightly complicated expression:

"If you were my enemy, I'm afraid I would want to kill you right now."

"If it weren't for A Yuan's relationship, I wouldn't dare to meet you alone." The young man smiled.

Nü Jiao said slowly, "So, what do you mean by his safety?"

The young strategist slowly said, "That one is avoiding Kai Ming's sight in all directions, but what if I said that Kai Ming is currently lacking the completeness of seeing in all directions? One of his nine heads fought with A Yuan in the Great Wilderness, and afterwards, it was probably destroyed by Emperor Jun's head."

Nü Jiao's expression changed slightly, and a trace of intense emotional fluctuation appeared in her eyes.

The young man said, "This is the only chance."

"I hope to join forces with him, using his five thousand years of loneliness."

"To cut off another head of Kai Ming."

The young man's voice was gentle, and his five fingers spread slightly. On his fair palm, the lines of his palm were dense. The gods running through the Great Wilderness, the heavenly emperors high above, the calamity of Gonggong, the contract of five thousand years of loneliness, the smiling Kai Ming, the Zhu Jiuyin who illuminates the nine netherworlds, countless running fates seemed to converge into lines, and finally his five fingers closed, all in his hands.

"Perhaps after that battle, we can slightly say something like this."

"Now, the offense and defense have been reversed."

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Zhuge Wu Hou, at the pinnacle of strategy, except for his negligible personal martial strength.

The higher the level of combat power around him, the more terrifying the effect he can exert.

Of course, perhaps a god can kill him, but as long as he is alive, he is an absolutely troublesome opponent.

After a secret conversation that no one would ever know about, Nü Jiao looked at the gentle young man and said, "Zhuge Wu Hou... you are indeed powerful." She said in a light tone, "So, little guy, do you want to have your name written in the Tu Shan clan genealogy?"

"I can make an exception for you."

The young strategist smiled and said, "No need, Langya Zhuge clan is quite nice."

"Alas, what a pity."

"However, why did you let Yu'er be the one to guide Huo Qubing? Is it because of the nine-tailed fox?" Nü Jiao asked casually.

"No, not at all."

The young Marquis Wu's voice was gentle, "I will only tell you this."

"I have consulted the records of Huo Qubing. This Marquis Champion died young, probably because he pacified the Xiongnu royal court and killed all the gods of the Xiongnu. There was also some backlash from the national fortune. His son in history, named Huo Shan, also died young."

"However, that Huo Shan was probably not his son, but an identity that had to exist in order to inherit the Marquis Champion's fame and reputation."

"After all, with the identity of the Marquis Champion, Empress Wei Zifu's nephew, and Grand Marshal Wei Qing's nephew, his wife is not mentioned in official or unofficial history. The Hidden Tiger Secret Record says that he was actually a member of the Huo family's collateral line, placed under his name in order to inherit Huo Qubing's fame and prestige, to be used by Emperor Wu to appease the army."

"But even with such a relationship, Huo Shan was implicated by the backlash of luck and died early."

"And there is a very interesting small legend. Huo Qubing pacified the Xiongnu and obtained countless treasures from them, but he rarely asked for rewards. There was one time when he took the initiative to ask for something, it was an object enshrined in the Xiongnu royal court, a nine-tailed fox carved with ancient simplicity."

"In the same year, Huo Qubing once said, 'The Xiongnu have not been destroyed, how can I have a home?'"

Nü Jiao stared deeply at Marquis Wu.

The Marquis Wu, who had consulted the Hidden Tiger Records and was even extremely knowledgeable about the history of the early Han Dynasty, smiled and said:

"And coincidentally, the material of the main body of that nine-tailed fox object."

"Is the same as Su Yu'er's beautiful name, jade."

"And Miss Su Yu'er has the appearance of a nine-tailed fox, but not the strength of a nine-tailed celestial fox."

"Her blood can also accelerate the reaction of the bronze vessels left behind by Di Xin."

"What does Marquis Wu want to say?"

The young strategist only smiled and said, "I laugh at A Yuan for being such a fool."

Waving his feather fan gently, with his hands behind his back, "Who said that since there are four bronze vessels in the mystery of King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin, the other one must also be a bronze vessel? Have you forgotten that the tradition of using jade to worship gods has existed since the Xia Dynasty?"

"And Di Xin's wife happened to be from the Nine-Tailed Fox clan..."

"Then why isn't Miss Su Yu'er the fifth artifact showing its divine power?"

A jade nine-tailed fox statue.

Nü Jiao stared deeply at the smiling Marquis Wu.

This guy...

In the end, she just smiled and said, "...A Yuan is indeed a fool."

"Yes, yes, I think so too, ha..."

The two smiled at each other, reaching a consensus.

Nü Jiao raised her hand, holding a recording pen in her hand, and clicked play. The phrase "A Yuan is very foolish" that the young man had just said was replayed repeatedly. Wu Hou's smile froze slightly, and he suddenly felt a sense of 'having horns growing' on his forehead, as if someone's iron fist would fall from the sky.

The white-haired beauty tossed the recording pen and smiled happily, "Okay, I'll send it to Yuan."

"Happy cooperation, Little Liang."

"If you want to change your surname to Tu Shan, contact me anytime."

Wu Hou: "…………"

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The next day, he had no idea that he had become the consensus point for a good relationship between two people.

He tied up his white hair and used a trick to make mortals ignore him.

Then he pushed the door open, ready to fulfill his agreement with Wu Zhao. Bai Ze outside was frantically eating a bucket of ice cream. Seeing Wei Yuan come out, he was startled and quickly rummaged for his glasses, trying to put on the appearance of an elite overtime worker again, but Wei Yuan slapped him on the head, saying, "Forget it, Bai Ze, don't pretend."

"You've graduated from A Liang."

"Graduated... does that mean I don't have to be Marquis Wu's employee anymore?"

Bai Ze murmured, his eyes almost filled with two big bags of tears.

Do you know how painful it is to work overtime with someone like Marquis Wu?

Working with him is probably just what he wants you to think.

"Liberation..."

Before Bai Ze could shout out his cheers, Wei Yuan's right hand patted him and said, "However, there is another thing I need you to do."

Bai Ze's face stiffened.

Good news, you don't have to work overtime on this project anymore!

The bad news is.

You've changed places to continue working overtime.

In short, you still have to work.

With a face full of frustration, "Then, what is it..."

"Go to the Imperial Mausoleum."

"Okay, the Imperial Mausoleum... huh??!"

Bai Ze suddenly looked up. "The Imperial Mausoleum?!"

Wei Yuan said, "Prepare to start the preliminary preparations for the First Emperor's resurrection. Nüwa's soil will be in hand soon."

Time: Mortal World, March 7th.

Ancient God, Gonggong's first stage of resurrection.

Zhu Rong's plan, initiated.

The First Emperor's resurrection process enters the preparatory stage.

Clear sky, gentle breeze.

Everything is clear and bright.

ps: Today's first update………