Chapter 1 An Old Man's Hesitation

In the remote northwest corner of the Great Wilderness, upon Mount Buzhou, an old man hesitated for a long time.

He raised his head, looking at the vast expanse of the sky. On one hand, he was filled with curiosity and anticipation—the Heavenly Emperor Dijun's palace was passing by here, and it seemed that someone was imprisoned inside. This was a spectacle. On the other hand, he felt a lingering sense of dread.

Back then, he had been struck in the lower back by that young Ironhead, Gonggong.

It took him five thousand years to finally wake up.

If it happened again…

Hiss…

It shouldn't, it shouldn't.

The old man found reasons to reassure himself.

First, back then, Gonggong and Zhuanxu were arguing, and their argument escalated into a fight, leading to that unfortunate event. This time, it was just the Heavenly Emperor's mountain passing through the Great Wilderness every five hundred years, with the gods coming to observe the ceremony.

It was lively, but harmless!

It wouldn't lead to a fight.

Second…

Gonggong was a rare Ironhead in all the realms. He refused to believe that in the new generation after five thousand years, there would be another one as stubborn as him. Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Third.

The old man stroked his beard, looking towards the northwest sky, a smile appearing on his lips.

This place was guarded by that kid Shiyi.

Shiyi, with his unparalleled defense and regeneration, his mastery of time, and his imperviousness to all laws, was also an honest man. With him here, even if there was a second Gonggong charging over, Shiyi would be able to stop him.

In conclusion, watching the ceremony in the northwest sky was the safest option.

The old man stroked his beard, planning to sit down cross-legged.

With a cracking sound, his movements froze. The previously carefree old man's mouth twitched, and he gasped several times, slowly sitting down while supporting his back. As his butt touched the stone, he winced and groaned a few times.

The corner of his eye twitched.

That Gonggong's strength was truly absurd…

Forget it, he would just watch from here. It was safe, and the view was good.

With Shiyi here, the event wouldn't turn into a fight, and there were no Ironheads like Gonggong.

All three requirements were met.

So it was safe!

No problem!

………………

The speed of Heavenly Emperor Mountain was far faster than the eye could perceive.

This divine mountain, surrounded by incredibly dense temporal and spatial mist, made conventional spatial distances irrelevant. The hunchbacked old man watched as the flames within the bronze lamp reached their peak and then slowly and peacefully dimmed.

It was as if they had traveled a long, long road and finally completed their life's mission.

And so they could rest peacefully.

A divine general walked over, holding a jade tablet. The blue tablet seemed to glow with moonlight and bore the command of Empress Changxi: "Si Wenming's lifespan is nearing its end, and his true spirit is shattering. According to heavenly calculations, it will dissipate when passing through the Great Wilderness."

"Do not miss the time."

The hunchbacked old man paused for a long time. He knew Empress Changxi's purpose.

As an enemy who had once brought great shock to the gods, it was sometimes necessary for the gods to witness the disintegration of King Yu's true spirit in order to cleanse the past stain. From Changxi's perspective, this approach was perfectly reasonable and undoubtedly effective.

It was for the dignity of the Great Wilderness.

But at this moment, the hunchbacked old man was momentarily struck by thoughts that contradicted his own position.

From inside came King Yu's lazy voice: "What's wrong? I heard you sighing outside. Could it be that today's food is even worse than what I used to cook? You didn't look this miserable even when I was cooking."

The old man and the divine general grimaced, subconsciously recalling King Yu's secret culinary creations.

They were only alive because of the enhancement of their divine bodies.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "Emperor Yu, next, Heavenly Emperor Mountain will slow down."

The divine general looked up in shock.

But the lamp-holding old man seemed to have made up his mind, his voice gentle as he said, "Perhaps, Emperor Yu, you won't be able to see the heavens and earth of the Great Wilderness. But here, within Heavenly Emperor Mountain, you can have a drink. This old man has divine wine bestowed by the Emperor, which can intoxicate even gods."

King Yu was stunned: "Is that the jar of wine you mentioned before?"

"Yes, it's the jar you wanted to drink before."

The old man smiled and whispered, "Pass out drunk and you won't know anything."

"Drink this cup of wine."

"And end these five thousand years of pain in a drunken dream…"

The already white-haired King Yu looked deeply at the mountain god of Heavenly Emperor Mountain. In the end, this usually lazy and unkempt man did not boldly ask for wine as before, but revealed a lion-like, calm smile and said:

"Are you going to disobey the Empress's orders? Or are you going to go against your identity as a god?"

The old man and the divine general were shocked.

King Yu laughed: "Forget it, forget it, there's no need for that. That would cause you to be punished by the Empress afterward. To be honest, those two women are more ruthless than us when they get serious."

"I have no interest in owing anything at this time."

"Besides, I still want to see the world." King Yu's white hair was slightly blown, and his voice was quiet: "See the sky and the earth, see the sunshine and the jade dew, see the land I once walked on, or rather, want to see those things that once carried my past."

"The Empress, is it Xihe, or Changxi, who wants to watch my end?"

"Unfortunately, this is because the obsession in my heart has been fulfilled, and not my end."

"I also want to see the appearance of the gods of the Great Wilderness again. Only when I am bound and on the verge of death do those guys dare to show their arrogant appearance, which I find very interesting."

King Yu's voice was quiet, but it made the divine general feel an indescribable tremor.

His eyes seemed to burn with an eternal flame.

The king of the human race said:

"I came here wearing armor, holding swords, and fighting as a human. Facing Dijun, I also moved forward fearlessly. Do you want me to retreat now, facing these straw dogs protected by Dijun?"

King Yu clenched his fist, and the sound of the chains shook like a grand battle drum on the battlefield, like the chilling sound of armor rubbing together. His deep voice was like that of a lion. The divine general recalled what the former Emperor had said. The Yu they usually saw was a sleeping lion, and even when he was quiet, Dijun could feel the wind and thunder stirring in his heart.

And the lion would always wake up, sharpen its claws, and roar with a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Even if the old lion was about to die, the sheep and pigs raised in captivity on the grassland were not qualified to laugh at the lion's body. The king was still a king when he died. Only a human being respected by Dijun was filled with disrespect for the main god and the empress in his tone, and said:

"I will win the last battle happily."

"At that time, you can sprinkle the wine on my bones."

The old man nodded slowly and solemnly.

King Yu looked at the distant sky and said, "However, having said that, I still hope you can help me with something. Well, I want to leave a few letters for my friends. In my current state, I can't hold a carving knife. To be honest, my handwriting is really ugly."

"Of course, Yuan's handwriting is also average."

"Our levels are about the same."

King Yu finally added seriously.

"That kid is just a little better at cooking than me."

"It's not me bragging, but the two of us can beat the three realms and four seas in cooking."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, recalling that kind of poisonous cooking. If the effect of this cooking was strengthened by another factor of two, it could indeed paralyze the gods of the three realms and eight wildernesses.

He took out the jade book and carved it seriously.

King Yu's voice was calm, but after saying a few words, he still felt uncomfortable. He took the jade carving knife from the divine general and wrote crooked words on the stone, casually saying, "It's not that I don't trust your words, but that Qi is very wary."

"He might suspect that this wasn't left by me and just throw it away."

"Qi, long time no see, are you 1.6 meters tall now?"

"Meter, it is said to be a new unit in the human world, do you know?"

"Although you seem casual, you are actually more stubborn than anyone else. Maybe you will choose to hide alone, or maybe you will choose to carry the most bitter things yourself, but there is no need for that. You can also try to trust others."

King Yu's right hand was bound by chains, so he could only write on the jade book with his fingers.

The traces left by the erosion of the true spirit were like blood falling on the jade book.

He wrote seriously, stroke by stroke.

"You don't have to carry everything alone."

"There's no need to be so stupid."

"Qi, now I can finally apologize to you."

"Sorry, I lost back then, and you were also affected, otherwise you wouldn't have lost, right? If there is a future... well, let's just say I apologize to you here. There's no need to think about me. If you want to scold me, just scold me, anyway, I can't hear you."

"You can scold as much as you want, hahaha, anyway, it's your own mouth that's tired."

"I can't hear you, I can't hear you!"

When writing the last line, King Yu's face was quiet.

'To Yuan, I'm sorry, Yuan. If I had known how difficult five thousand years would be, maybe I wouldn't have let you be reincarnated. I should have stopped that heavenly girl when she brought this thing back then, but I was a little hesitant at the time.'

'I thought, how great it would be if you could really come back to life.'

'I really want to see you again...'

'However, in this life, don't be too stupid, and don't be reckless again.'

'If possible, spend more time with Nujiao.'

'Well, you can also bear the part where I was teased.'

'When I brought you down from Kunlun Mountain, we said we would drink together in the future, but I always forget. I guess I forgot again. Actually, I often get good wine, but alas, the taste of the wine is too strong, and I often get drunk. When I get drunk, I forget you."

"I forgot to tell you to drink wine, forgot to tell Nujiao to go back, and forgot what I said to Qi. Hahahaha, do you think I'm living a good life?"

When leaving the jade book to Nujiao, King Yu's movements froze for a long time.

Waiting for someone.

The crisp voice, the girl seemed to be looking at him with a smile, saying, I'm waiting for you to come back.

The white-haired king of the human race laughed.

After five thousand years of loneliness, his fingers slowly fell to write.

Do not wait, do not miss.

King Yu whispered:

I will not return.

I will not go back.

Once passed his home three times without entering, and finally vowed to return alive, but never returned.

With a flick of his wrist, three jade books fell into the old man's fingers. King Yu lowered his eyes and bowed his head like a lion as much as possible, and said slowly, "Si Wenming, thanks you here."

The old man's heart was filled with sorrow. He opened his mouth, feeling a tightness in his heart, and finally bowed deeply.

……………………

In a big city in the Great Wilderness.

Wei Yuan took out the spoils he had obtained from Zaochi and successfully exchanged them for a lot of good things.

I have to say, these gods are rich.

Rich bastards!

Hang them on the streetlights!

So fragrant!

Museum Director Wei was in a happy mood, but he still relied on these things to buy a lot of food and equipment. Look at these clothes, this style, these magic weapons, this quality, one word, luxurious! Two words, so fragrant! Suddenly, he saw a man reaching out and taking out a familiar token in an extremely unrestrained manner. When he waved it forward, the previously quite noble-looking boss respectfully invited him up.

And the point is, Wei Yuan had seen this token on Zaochi, but because it had Zaochi's soul aura, he found a place to throw it away. After hesitating for a moment, Wei Yuan said, "Shopkeeper, what is this token?"

"Ah, this is a divine power waist card. Each character inside represents a level of wealth. Ordinary people can't even afford this waist card."

Wei Yuan suddenly sensed an ominous feeling.

"Can the money I spent on these things be exchanged for a waist card?"

The noble and handsome boss looked at the luxurious clothes, weapons, and elixirs that Wei Yuan had bought, and then shook his head with disdain, evidently far from enough. The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and finally he said, "Then, if there is a big sun on the waist card, surrounded by stars, what level is it?"

The boss looked frightened, and his attitude became a lot better all of a sudden, almost faintly ingratiating, and said, "Do you know someone like that?"

"I've only seen it, is this very valuable?"

"Of course."

The boss pondered for a moment and said, "The wealth in that token."

"Probably enough to buy this city."

He paused, and then seriously emphasized, "The whole city!"

Wei Yuan: "…………??!"

His mentality collapsed!

Museum Director Wei's mouth twitched, and he raised his right hand and pressed it against his heart, feeling a pain that made him want to die.

The pain made it hard to breathe.

His previous conversation with Zhao Gongming was still vivid in his mind.

'I curse you to be poorer this year than last year, bastard!'

'My house is home to the Martial God Guan Yunchang, I rebound!'

'Besides, I'm already so poor that I can't get any poorer!'

Okay, the Martial God Guan Yu is gone.

I said I can't get any poorer, so you give me a windfall first.

And then make me poor again?

What kind of power is this?!

Zhao Gongming, why are you clearly the God of Wealth of Shenzhou, why can't I avoid you even when I run to the Great Wilderness?

The clothes and equipment on his body no longer smelled good.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of jade chimes came from outside. The shopkeeper's expression changed, losing his previous nobility and composure, and said:

"This is...the jade sound that only appears for a millennial event!"

He hurried out, and Wei Yuan followed behind. He saw jade-colored lights interweaving in the air to form words, forming a scroll with a considerable display, suspended in the air, with a magnificent aura.

There were dense words on it, and Wei Yuan's eyes froze, only seeing two lines, his whole body's blood turning cold.

"Tomorrow, before the human rebellious king Si Wenming's true spirit returns to the Great Wilderness, his soul will be scattered."

"All are welcome to observe the ceremony."

ps: Today's second update...