This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 461 - 459 He Gazes Upon [10,000 Updates]

Wu Wang now felt some regret.

Why had he been "soft-hearted" for a moment and revealed the great catastrophe to Yun Zhongjun?

He had calculated everything already. This excursion was first to activate the Dao of Fire in the Human Domain to get Heavenly Dao approval for Fire Plume. In secret, he planned to halt the Human Domain’s myth-making project.

Then he would divert to Kunlun Ruins. If those old gods abided by the rules and truly were protecting the Great Wilderness, he would give them some benefits as a return gift for the Zhou Tian Great Array. However, if those old gods didn’t abide by the rules and were still driven by selfish greed, coveting the Heavenly Dao, then he would use the Reincarnation Grand Dao to dispose of them.

Unexpectedly, the old gods didn’t disappoint Wu Wang and truly intended to make a move against him.

Out of consideration for the feelings of the Queen Mother of the West, Wu Wang only sealed the reincarnated spirits of those old gods. And unless the Heavenly Dao shattered, the seal could only be undone by itself after ten thousand years.

After all, this world was going to die in less than two thousand years. Ten thousand years might seem close to the gods, but in reality, it was indefinitely far away.

Wu Wang had planned all of these long ago!

The next battle would be in the Northern Wilderness: a family visit for himself, having drinks with his father, looking at the young girls who had just grown up in the clan, experiencing the joy of being a Heavenly Emperor.

Even Wu Wang had prepared beforehand to have Ling Xiaolan and Young Master wait for him in the Northern Wilderness, where they would construct a temporary palace, away from the public eye, and spend a leisurely half-month, maybe a month.

After all, he was about to commence the second step of the invasion of the Outer Sky.

But Wu Wang didn’t expect...

After Yun Zhongjun learned of the existence of the great catastrophe, his whole spiritual demeanor was completely transformed.

This old brother’s eyes shone with extraordinary brightness. Whenever Wu Wang wasn’t focused on Enlightenment or was simply idle, Yun Zhongjun would approach him, set up a Barrier, and begin to discuss the possibilities of the future catastrophe.

Thus, the Eastern Emperor’s excursion turned into the Eastern Emperor working overtime.

On the clouds in the sky, in a corner of the palatial carriage, inside the large tent of the Bear Hug Clan where Wu Wang had lived since childhood, before his grandmother’s grave, by the mirror-clear lakeshore... everywhere were scenes of Yun Zhongjun conversing with Wu Wang!

This made Fire Plume involuntarily lift her hand to her forehead.

Suddenly, Fire Plume remembered the days when she lived inside the statue, idling away her time in the grand temple reading various books from the Human Domain.

Could this be, "In the warmth of the Hibiscus tent, one spends the spring evening, the emperor and his servant casting aside their battle robes"?

A faint blush appeared on Fire Plume’s valiant face, and she inwardly chided herself for the improper thought.

Yun Zhongjun was completely excited. And in his excitement, he grew somewhat obsessed.

With three days left until the day they had agreed to depart, Wu Wang finally couldn’t help speaking out,

"Brother, brother! Do you see how stressed I’ve been recently? It’s rare for me to come home; it’s time to enjoy the joys of family and let myself relax."

"Your Majesty!" Yun Zhongjun asserted energetically, "This world is about to end! And you’re still indulging in the joys of family? We should be identifying all potential threats right now!"

"No, no, no, checking for hidden dangers won’t save the world," Wu Wang said. "In fact, even if the Heavenly Dao continues to develop, it can’t possibly master all the Great Daos; there must be omissions, or else the world will lose its vitality. We can’t see the whole mountain when we’re in it, can we?"

"If problems arise, there must be a cause." Yun Zhongjun spoke with determination, but seeing Wu Wang’s somewhat helpless expression, he slightly softened his tone. He said, "Of course, Your Majesty, your line of thinking is also correct, analyzing problems from the level of the Great Dao... Your Majesty, why don’t we explore using both approaches simultaneously?"

"Sure," Wu Wang said with a smile, "I’ll try to comprehend the Great Dao, swiftly achieve transcendence through the Heavenly Dao, as one more layer of insurance for the upcoming catastrophe."

"Your servant will investigate where the problems in this world lie, and why, although everything seems peaceful and normal, the essence of the world is inevitably going to be damaged."

Yun Zhongjun solemnly declared, "There is nothing in this world that cannot be explained. The only hindrances are our shortsightedness and our lack of understanding of the true meaning of the Great Dao."

"Work hard!" Wu Wang clasped his hands. "I entrust the task of saving this world to you, old brother!"

"Your servant will give it my all, not to fail your trust, Your Majesty!"

"Go then!"

"Your Majesty, let’s discuss further how to check for threats to the essence of the world!"

Wu Wang’s forehead was immediately engulfed by black lines.

Yun Zhongjun laughed heartily and turned into a wisp of cloud mist that quickly drifted away.

Why is this old brother... so excited?

With a light sigh, Wu Wang sat on the edge of his large bed, crafted with who knew how many precious beast skins, and lay back, looking up.

The comfortable, soft touch was so familiar and so warm, a feeling those wooden plank beds and cotton-stuffed mattresses in the Human Domain could not provide.

For some reason, his father, Xiong Han, intentionally avoided his Heavenly Emperor son and had already gone to patrol the tribe’s borders.

Meanwhile, the Divine Spirits who had come with Wu Wang began to bestow blessings on the people of the Bear Hug Tribe in various ways: some offered secrets of longevity, others sprinkled beautifying Immortal Light.

The Bear Hug Tribe seemed to be celebrating a festival.

These Divine Spirits, who should have been high above, were now actively blending in with them.

What was this? This was future bragging material!

Across the entire Great Plains, the Bear Hug Tribe had become a unique existence.

Men walking out from here would clip golden ribbons to their belts. When they rested and drank at the markets, they could casually say, "My Divine Spirit brother did such and such," enough to drive those Priests who sought benefits by propping up the status of Divine Spirits insane!

The tribe was secure, and there were no threats from the Northern Wilderness, yet he couldn’t stop.

Wu Wang propped his head on a pillow he had made with his own hands, pulled over a skin for cover, and placed his hands before him, quietly lost in thought.

After staying in the Northern Wilderness for a while, he would have to go to the Eastern Wilderness in a few days.

The problem of the Kunlun Ruins had been smoothly resolved, which should make Xihe understand that resisting the Heavenly Dao was simply a dead end.

But it seemed there were variables. In just a year or two, with constant advice from the gods of the Eastern Wilderness, Xihe’s originally clear stance began to waver.

—Xihe’s former attitude had always been pro-Celestial Court, urging the gods of the Eastern Wilderness to voluntarily offer up their Great Daos.

But recently, under the surveillance of the Heavenly Dao, the gods of the Eastern Wilderness made increasingly frequent unusual moves, and Xihe’s attitude also grew ambivalent.

The recent gains from the Kunlun Ruins were substantial, with the Heavenly Dao adding over eighty new Great Daos, filling in important gaps in the Dao rules between heaven and earth.

Xihe, also in the Heavenly Dao sequence, could naturally feel the changes in the Heavenly Dao.

Wu Wang never really understood these Innate Gods. What did they rely on? Or did they truly think that, with only that small piece of land in the Eastern Wilderness and those fifty-some Innate Gods, they would have a way to survive if the Celestial Court wanted to act against them?

Wu Wang didn’t understand, nor did he find their stance particularly impressive.

A trip to the Eastern Wilderness should unravel these problems.

Wu Wang set aside the many doubts in his heart, his spiritual mind descending. Before his eyes, a cloud of fog vaguely appeared, but this fog quickly dissipated, revealing a relatively clear image.

The burly man with a head of dense, short black hair was wielding a hoe, vigorously digging the soil in the fields halfway up the hillside. This burly man was naturally Yang Wudi.

At this moment, Yang Wudi was in a relatively peaceful part of the Divine Realm, settled in a village on its edge for over a year. He was usually quiet and taciturn, and exceptionally diligent in farming.

Wu Wang just quietly watched Yang Wudi. Due to the Heavenly Dao’s limited intervention in the Outer Sky, he could only observe the ’scenery’ within ten miles of Yang Wudi.

Many times, Wu Wang would just quietly observe the Outer Sky. Most of his spiritual mind was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, comprehending each Great Dao through it, while a smaller part was focused here, sensing the order of the Outer Sky.

Yang Wudi’s infiltration had been very successful, so successful that he had not attracted the slightest attention from the gods of the Outer Sky.

The man had also suffered quite a few hardships. To avoid exposing his cultivation, he had gritted his teeth and endured several dangerous situations. To conceal his unique nature, he studied the common language of the Outer Sky world day and night, adjusted the tone of his voice, and constantly told himself he was just an ordinary Human race man from the northern lands trying to make a living.

Even, in order to settle down in this village, faced with the active seduction of that charming widow who still had her wiles, he gritted his teeth... and became a live-in son-in-law.

Although Yang Wudi had not done any earth-shattering deeds, he could now be said to have achieved remarkable feats.

Through Yang Wudi’s activities in the Outer Sky, the Heavenly Dao began to grasp the somewhat fragile and primitive order of the Outer Sky; every footprint Yang Wudi pressed into the Outer Sky was transformed into a stake that the Heavenly Dao drove into its order.

Next, change would occur subtly and unnoticed.

Compared to the value of these ’stakes’ themselves, the simple intelligence Yang Wudi had gathered in the Outer Sky seemed far less important.

Wu Wang had also come to understand the ecology of the Outer Sky.

The power distribution in the entire Outer Sky world was very loose.

On the surface, it appeared as a continuation of the Candle Dragon’s fourth divine generation, but in reality, the Candle Dragon was solely focused on how to return to the Inner Sky and had no desire whatsoever to rule over the Outer Sky world it had created.

The gods treated the Outer Sky as a "waystation" for accumulating strength, so they maintained stability on a grand scale, avoiding conflicts as much as possible.

Revered gods such as the Water God, Wind God, Martial God, and God of Yin Fire were evenly distributed throughout the Outer Sky, often mediating conflicts among other Divine Spirits.

Each Divine Spirit had carved out their own Divine Realm. These Divine Realms were similar to those in the Emperor’s City, yet much larger.

Although there was no Dao of Reproduction, most Divine Spirits were doing their best to promote the proliferation of living beings, and then they would extract the power of belief from these creatures to transform it into their own Divine Power.

The gods of the Outer Sky, having once been defeated due to their disregard for the Power of Living Beings, seemed to have learned their lesson now.

What initially puzzled Wu Wang was that in the Outer Sky, there were many Divine Realms that were exact replicas of the Human Domain. Even among the sentient beings in the Outer Sky who had awakened Spiritual Wisdom, the Human race accounted for eighty percent.

And in the Outer Sky, through Yang Wudi’s ears, Wu Wang heard a term that was both familiar and strange—"demon."

In these Divine Realms, cultivators could continuously progress in their cultivation without any restrictions.

Most Divine Realms followed the rule of ’the strong are revered.’ Cultivators maintained order mostly through loose organizations that lacked significant binding force. Indeed, Demonic Cultivators could kill people at will.

Cultivators within these Divine Realms, having reached a level akin to the Immortal Realm of the Human Domain, would receive certain rewards.

He also learned that the Innate Gods of the Outer Sky were using the Cultivation methods left by Emperor Suiren to nourish Immortal Soldiers.

Last time, through the Dream Realm, Wu Wang and Yun Zhongjun caught a glimpse of a corner of the Outer Sky world. They saw that tyrannical God of Dark Clouds and also, through the barrier of a Divine Realm, witnessed a cultivator’s paradise.

Both of these scenarios were commonplace in the Outer Sky.

Divine Realms did not interfere with each other, which seemed to be an ironclad rule in the order of the Outer Sky.

What is the relationship between the Outer Sky and the Inner Sky?

Watching Yang Wudi busy with farm work, Wu Wang couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander, a hint of contentment flickering across his eyes.

If it weren’t for the subsequent disaster, when the world became stable and the Heavenly Dao sustainable, he would find a spot in the countryside, idly spend his days, embrace a beauty in sleep, have a few children—also a kind of rare leisure and pleasure.

Then, when he grew tired of living, when they all succumbed to the passage of time and passed away, he would bid farewell to this world, look for the way back to Blue Star, and take one more look at his own planet.

How nice that would be...

Wu Wang closed his eyes, accompanied by laughter from outside the tent, and quietly entered into meditation.

To comprehend the Great Dao and observe the Outer Sky in such a way was akin to sleeping for a while.

「Three days later.」

"Has the chief not returned yet?"

"The Heavenly Emperor is about to leave, shouldn’t the chief come back to meet with His Majesty?"

"What shall we do?"

"The chief is probably worried about making Young Master uncomfortable."

In the large tent, several old Generals of the Bear Hug Tribe were dressed in extravagant leather coats, and several elderly Priests donned clean white robes, most of them looking worried as they discussed.

Xiong Han’s refusal to return to the clan’s territory was actually not in keeping with etiquette.

Suddenly, the tent flap was lifted, and Wu Wang entered, head bowed. The group of elders hastily rose to their feet, thumping their chests and bowing in salute, calling out for the Heavenly Emperor.

Wu Wang smiled and nodded, saying, "There’s no need to overthink it, elders. I have already met with my father, and the chariot is prepared in the sky. I’ve come to say farewell to you."

"You are too kind, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, let us escort you!"

"No need, I’m flying," Wu Wang said with a smile. "Do you have any wishes? Feel free to speak them out. I can help the tribe realize them, as long as they are reasonable."

The Priests looked at each other, but an old General spoke up, "Ah! The tribe lacks nothing now. With Your Majesty protecting us from the heavens, we enjoy favorable weather and abundant food. We have no more wishes, Your Majesty. Rest assured."

Protecting them from the heavens...

Wu Wang felt somewhat powerless to comment but still maintained a gentle smile as he spoke a few encouraging words to the people around him.

Having been the Heavenly Emperor for so long, such formal pronouncements he made truly became more and more dignified.

A moment later, Wu Wang exited the large tent and greeted the approaching tribesmen and women with a smile and a wave of his hand.

Touching a white cloud and riding a gentle breeze, Wu Wang slowly rose into the air under the watchful eyes of the crowd, heading toward the procession in the sky that resembled a long dragon.

A melodious horn sounded through heaven and earth.

Great herds of giant wolves raced across the plains, and the men of the Bear Hug Clan let out a series of howls.

Across the clan’s territory, people placed their hands over their hearts in salute, unable to resist looking up at the sky, their postures somewhat comical, yet their gazes incredibly fervent.

Wu Wang gazed down at the land before him, feeling a sudden emptiness within. This was probably the sorrow of leaving one’s homeland.

The chance to return and live here for a while like this would probably not come often anymore.

There were too many Great Daos waiting for him to conquer and understand, too many contingencies for the great catastrophe that needed to be prepared in advance. After the affairs of the Eastern Wilderness, the plans for the Outer Sky also had to be pushed forward. The Heavenly Dao’s preparations were already sufficient.

Returning to his carriage, thunder opened the Cloud Path, and the procession flew ’slowly’ towards the southeast.

In the grasslands, figures knelt everywhere, strands of prayerful thought twining around the nearby chariot.

Inside the chariot, after the Divine Spirits saluted, they each closed their eyes to rest, just as they often did before.

Wu Wang sat behind his desk and began to review the accumulated memorials.

Yun Zhongjun, who usually would have been eager to discuss matters with Wu Wang, had surprisingly prepared a pillow and curled up in a corner to sleep soundly.

This wasn’t laziness; it was an understanding of the Great Dao through sleep, using the special Divine Skills of the Sleep and Dreams Dao to stretch one’s perception of time, where one day of sleep equated to a hundred years of thought.

This old brother was starting to get serious.

Wu Wang chuckled inwardly, silently cheered him on, and continued to deal with the official matters of the Celestial Court.

Suddenly...

DING!

An urgent sound reverberated in Wu Wang’s heart.

Wu Wang furrowed his brow, closed his eyes, and his Primordial Spirit glimpsed a picture.

It was atop a smoky, rumbling volcano. A wisp of gray aura flew out with the smoke, like a feather drifting in the clouds, until it transformed into the figure of a seven or eight-year-old girl, who fainted in a forest.

Little Jingwei?

By chance, a female hunter carrying a tiger or leopard passed by. She bent down to check the girl’s breath, removed a coat to cover the girl with, and hurried down the mountain with the girl in her arms.

The huntress had a pair of sharp ears, her aura close to that of the people of Qingqiu, but with Human race blood as well.

Of course, these weren’t the main points.

"Zhong, what happened to her?" Wu Wang asked anxiously.

"Master." Zhong, preferring to maintain the appearance of a young girl, appeared directly before Wu Wang’s Primordial Spirit in the form of an agile young maiden and explained, "This is a scene that will occur three years from now. A wisp of Lady Jingwei’s soul will escape its confines during the volcano’s activity to seek a way to help Lady Cang Xue break free. This fragment of soul will not carry much memory, and Lady Jingwei may become lost. Should we intervene and prevent Lady Jingwei from this risky endeavor?"

Wu Wang thought for a moment, then asked, "If the second Heavenly Dao seed is planted near that female hunter we saw just now, what kind of risks would there be?"

"Master, there are no risks; the huntress is also someone I will have arranged by then," Zhong replied. "I naturally wouldn’t allow Lady Jingwei any risk, even if it’s only a wisp of her soul."

"Then, if Jingwei and I fell in a river, who would you save?"

The young girl Zhong blinked, her head slowly tilted, her mouth opened, and out came a simple note: "Huh?"

Misplaced trust, it was always misplaced trust.

"Master... whimper."

"Never mind," Wu Wang shook his head with regret. "Now help me arrange an avatar by the side of that female hunter. As soon as I return to the Celestial Court from the Eastern Wilderness, I’ll descend to the Outer Sky using the avatar. If Jingwei wants to do something, let her do it as long as it doesn’t affect the overall situation. I’ll protect her using the avatar."

"Yes, Master."