This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 500 - 498: The Goddess of Fortune’s Suspicion【10,000 updates】

A glitter of chrysanthemum flashed first, followed by a spear thrust like a dragon!

「Inside the underwater Temple, three great gods from the Outer Sky sat around the Cloud Mirror, watching the figures maneuvering back and forth within it.」

The figure clad in white, wielding a white spear, moved as fast as a ghostly apparition, leaving trails of afterimages in the grand hall, knocking out one figure after another as if he moved through an unmanned land. Hundreds of Soldiers prepared by Hu Tianlan had just surged into the Temple when the white shadow swept through them like a whirlwind, tossing bodies into the air wherever he went. A few Guards with higher strength drew their blades and charged forward in an attempt to stop the figure but were almost simultaneously kicked in the chest by feet wrapped in silver-white boots, spitting blood as they flew back and landed neatly around Hu Tianlan. At this moment, if one were to be distracted by the figures that were sent flying, they would notice that all were injured but not dead, merely incapacitated. The young Martial Artist, who seemed like a Martial God descended after donning new attire, managed to deliver strikes in a flash that accurately controlled his force and targeted areas. This was much more difficult than simply engaging in a massacre and sweeping across the entire field.

"Elder! Aunt!" Hu Tianlan shouted loudly, yet his figure unconsciously shifted backward.

The old lady responsible for tonight's banquet stepped forward, holding a Staff. The phantom of a mottled Heavenly Fox appeared around her, its tails numbering a mighty eight! Wu Wang's gaze swept over, and he slightly raised his eyebrows.

The old lady bellowed, "The land of the Heavenly Fox Clan will not tolerate your insolence!"

The eight-tailed Heavenly Fox suddenly solidified, stretching over a hundred feet long, and like lightning, it charged head-on towards Wu Wang. In this situation, Wu Wang almost formed sword-fingers and prepared his spear for a backhanded strike while shouting, 'Evil beast, meet your end!' However, considering the Heavenly Fox was the fundamental belief of the Heavenly Fox Clan, Wu Wang restrained himself from calling it an evil beast. He dared not be careless; with the Heavenly Dao's blessing and his own Dao heart, everything before his avatar suddenly slowed down drastically. This was not a Divine Skill from the Dao of Time; it was merely Wu Wang's own ability. As the Heavenly Fox charged forward, its eight tails gathered, its mouth revealing sharp teeth, and its eyes filled with a fierce killing intent.

At the same time, Wu Wang noticed something unusual about Lu'er, the fox girl to the side. Her fox ears were red as if soaked in blood, her hands 'slowly' forming a hand seal, somewhat clumsy yet also urgent, summoning her Heavenly Fox. It had snow-white fur, an eight-tailed Heavenly Fox just like the other. However, the Heavenly Fox that the fox girl Lu'er forcibly summoned, though barely solidifying into a physical form, was only about five feet long. Even so, Lu'er pointed at the old lady, and her Heavenly Fox pounced fiercely towards her.

Wu Wang inwardly raised his eyebrows, yet he let out a quiet sigh from the bottom of his heart. After all, the Heavenly Fox Clan was still worth saving. For the sake of the perfection of the Power of Living Beings.

With a soft cry, Wu Wang lunged forward with his spear in hand. As the lights and shadows in front of him returned to normal, the Flying Cloud Spear thrust forward like a dragon, piercing into the mottled Heavenly Fox's mouth!

HUM— BOOM!

The roof of the grand hall was blown off directly, a wave of air wreaked havoc in all directions, and Heaven and Earth seemed to slightly distort. Amidst the rising dust, eight shimmering tails waved around as the silver-white figure engaged in fierce combat with the eight-tailed Heavenly Fox! This old lady was indeed the strongest Elder of the Heavenly Fox Clan. But with the aid of the Flying Cloud Divine Weapon, Wu Wang's Spiritual Power surged instead of diminished. For an ordinary Martial Artist, suddenly gaining such power would be extremely difficult to control and would likely result in being overwhelmed by the Divine Weapon—an incident like overshooting and being surrounded could happen.

But Wu Wang was different. His true self had already reached the pinnacle of Heaven and Earth, mastering the Heavenly Dao, controlling Yin and Yang, and the Stars. He felt absolutely at ease with such power. On the contrary, he found it trifling.

After just a few exchanges, Wu Wang's spear pierced the Heavenly Fox's belly. He flipped over, pressed down, and directly smashed the eight-tailed Heavenly Fox outside the grand hall, his figure charging straight ahead! Around him, the experts from the rebellious Heavenly Fox Clan wanted to intervene but found to their dismay that they couldn't get close at all!

The spear stabilizes Heaven and Earth!

Wu Wang gripped the front end of his spear with his right hand, his left hand forcefully vibrating. The Flying Cloud Spear emitted countless afterimages, those afterimages seemingly transforming into white dragon shadows, bombarding the Heavenly Fox with a relentless barrage! The roaring sound was incessant, the land of the Heavenly Fox Clan trembled non-stop, and the vast underground space began to drop stones. The entire forest was ominously stirring, as though some natural disaster was about to strike. This kept the hundreds of thousands of the Celestial Fox Tribe living there on tenterhooks and caused the military camps surrounding the forest to be brightly lit all around.

「Back in the Celestial Fox Tribe's territory, within the underground space.」

Wu Wang landed, carrying his long spear as he walked back into the hall. The eight-tailed Heavenly Fox was fading away into faint specks of light, while the Elder who had made her move lowered her head to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, her aura withered, barely able to stand steadily. The ceiling of the hall had been destroyed in the fierce battle just before, but the debris had been swept away by the strong blast of air; thankfully, it hadn't crushed or injured any of those poisoned below.

But at this moment, several thousand Soldiers had flooded in from all around the tribal lands. The Generals loyal to the High Priest also saw what was happening from above. Wu Wang looked at Hu Tianlan with a somewhat cold expression. Guards surged around, converging protectively around Hu Tianlan, their eyes wide with astonishment as they gazed at this silver-white figure. He had directly defeated the eight-tailed Heavenly Fox—the very one manifested by their clan's strongest Elder. This man had crushed their will to fight again.

Hu Tianlan's face was deathly pale, his gaze fixed heavily on the Battle Armor and long spear in Wu Wang's hands, murmuring under his breath, "Why... why can't I have these treasures..."

Seeing this, Wu Wang didn't even feel like dealing with this kid anymore. This sort of frog in a well didn't qualify to be his enemy.

So, Wu Wang's voice resounded throughout the area, "The Celestial Fox Tribe's Hu Tianlan colluded with forces from beyond the Barrier, plotting to stir up strife between the Celestial Fox Tribe and the Human race, poisoning us during the banquet. If there are still those among the Celestial Fox Tribe who are clear-headed, come and save your High Priest. I am an Envoy of the Liuli god, and you of the Celestial Fox Tribe are also children of the Liuli Realm; in this battle, I did not kill anyone. Those few Elders who are not poisoned, are you also in cahoots with Hu Tianlan?"

Wu Wang's gaze shifted to those Elders who had originally supported Hu Tianlan. Their fox ears twitched, and their tails behind them trembled nervously. One of them suddenly groaned, slowly slumping down, crying out, "I, I've been poisoned too, why is it only taking effect now!"

Seeing this, several others followed suit, collapsing or shouting; it was quite a scene.

Hu Tianlan suddenly spoke up, "Seize those two Generals!"

The Guards by his side immediately made to charge at Chun Luan and Meng Xianglin, but Meng Xianglin snorted coldly. He was barely able to take action now, and in his hand appeared a blade, his eyes flashing with a fierce intent to kill. The few Guards were daunted by this presence, unable to move forward or retreat.

"Save the High Priest!" Shouts rang out from behind Wu Wang, and figures surged from all around the shattered hall. The tribe's guards rushed in to protect those poisoned and also surrounded the traitors tightly. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Hu Tianlan looked down at his own palms with a bitter smile, weakly sitting down on the ground. Wu Wang shook his head and calmly walked towards the fox girl, Lu'er.

"My Lord!" Lu'er was clearly nervous. She instinctively stepped back half a step, then immediately stepped forward again and spoke softly to Wu Wang, "It was our negligence that alarmed you! Please punish us!"

Wu Wang smiled, "You did well."

The fox girl, Lu'er, was clearly taken aback, looking up at Wu Wang.

However, Wu Wang then asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Eighteen..." she replied.

"Later, follow me back to Liuli City," Wu Wang suddenly said.

Lu'er paused, her face flushing inexplicably, but in a very short time, she made a decision, nodding shyly.

Little did she expect Wu Wang's next words to be, "You are also a member of the Liuli Realm. If your Heavenly Fox power awakens two more levels, your strength will be comparable to that of a high-tier Martial Spirit Realm. I plan to recommend you to the god, to become a member of the Divine Martial Arts Class. Of course, you can practice some Martial Arts to compensate for your shortcomings in close combat, and you can also take your Heavenly Fox into a direct confrontation with people. In the next Great Competition, the Liuli Realm might even score points thanks to you."

"Eh?" Lu'er couldn't help but tilt her head. This wasn't quite the kind of bed-sharing story she had imagined...

Wu Wang symbolically patted her arm and walked towards his eldest martial sister, observing the detoxification methods of their Celestial Fox Tribe.

「At the Water God's Temple at the bottom of the sea.」

The Martial God threw back his head and laughed, his bushy eyebrows beginning to dance about. He was just short of shouting, 'Praise my disciple!'

The Goddess of Fortune gave him a glare but frowned slightly, watching Wu Wang's figure closely.

The Water God laughed and said, "He makes difficult tasks look easy and knows exactly when to stop. In such a chaotic situation, he can still control his strength so delicately, and he had planned everything from the moment he made his move. Such a young person is rare, truly rare."

"Right? Right?" The Martial God slapped his hands together. "I told you, this disciple of mine was a worthwhile pick!"

The Goddess of Fortune suddenly threw cold water on the conversation, "He has some issues."

The laughter of the Martial God stopped abruptly, and the 'ball-like face' of the Water God also showed a contemplative expression.

The Goddess of Fortune asked, "This Qing Shan, is he really just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Martial Artist who has practiced for only five or six years under a Martial Spirit Realm old fistmaster?"

"Yeah, that's what I told you," the Martial God huffed. "Are you jealous? What problems could there be?"

"Think about it," said the Goddess of Fortune coldly. "A Martial Artist at the Martial Soul Realm can freely master your Divine Weapon and even achieve precise control over their strength, akin to threading a needle with a spear. Is that normal?"

The Martial God raised his hand to his chin, brushing across where his beard would have been, which still felt a bit odd. He said, "It's not the first time he's used this Divine Weapon."

"And isn't it preposterous to be able to use it like this on the second attempt?" The Goddess of Fortune frowned. "Even for geniuses, there should be a limit. This has already surpassed the category of living beings."

The Water God muttered, "Could it be some sort of Ancient God reincarnation?"

"Impossible!" The Martial God muttered, "I think it's more like my big brother reincarnated."

"Also," the Goddess of Fortune said indifferently, "how does a young man who only knows Martial Arts understand so much strategy?"

"Perhaps he was born to be a leader?" the Martial God persisted in his defense.

However, the Goddess of Fortune snorted coldly, "Just look at the battle just now. He intentionally damaged the great hall but ensured no one was hurt, drawing the Guards outside into the fray. Do you think his actions were arbitrary? His strategies and vision can be glimpsed here. First, he categorized this incident as an internal power struggle and rebellion within the Celestial Fox Tribe, allowing them enough room to weigh their options, but also pressuring the clan. Furthermore, his courting of the girl Lu'er is doubtless because he sees potential in her; an eight-tailed pure-blood Heavenly Fox is indeed a fine seedling. But at the same time, he subtly pointed the Celestial Fox Tribe down a path—integrating more deeply with the Liuli Realm, increasing their influence in Liuli City, and making Lu'er a disciple of your Liuli god. Quelling the rebellion is just the first step. With just a few simple sentences, he's already got the Celestial Fox Tribe in a firm grip. He's probably already calculated that as long as he stays here tonight, the radicals within the clan will surface to attack him, and with that, the Celestial Fox Tribe's problems were effectively resolved."

The Goddess of Fortune calmly picked up the fruit wine before her and took a small sip. Her jelly-like lips pursed lightly, making a 'pop' sound. Looking up at the bewildered Martial God, she said, "Your disciple is no ordinary person."

The Goddess of Fortune had thought that by explaining the issue so thoroughly, the Martial God would be wise enough to capture this young man and investigate his background, perhaps stir up some trouble for her amusement. She truly never expected...

"Hey, hehe?" The Martial God took a sharp breath, rubbing his large hands and grinning broadly. "This Qing Shan kid, he's so clever? That's great, even better than me! Where else can I find such a fine disciple? As long as he's willing to call me teacher, then I'll ignore everything else and teach him wholeheartedly!"

The Goddess of Fortune almost picked up her wine cup to throw at him.

The Water God beside her narrowed her eyes, smiling at the Martial God's reaction without the slightest bit of surprise.

At that moment, the scene within the Cloud Mirror again showed some commotion. Hu Tianlan, who had already been tied up, suddenly broke free from the Guard suppressing him and bellowed, "I don't accept this! You won because of the power bestowed by the Divine Spirit!"

Chun Luan, who was waiting for the antidote, rolled her eyes in annoyance but lacked the strength to speak up.

Wu Wang, the principal person involved, stood up and countered, "You set the poison first and arranged for hundreds to attack me. Is that honorable?"

"I—I did nothing wrong!" Hu Tianlan's face twisted fiercely as he shouted, "Only I can lead the future of the Celestial Fox Tribe! The Liuli Realm is going to abandon us—they covet our land!"

"Haven't you talked to your mother about this?" Wu Wang strolled forward, hands behind his back. Once again in his black robe disguise, he was now merely a Martial Soul Realm Martial Artist. He chuckled and said, "I've already discussed this with the High Priest. The promise I can make to the Celestial Fox Tribe is to let the Celestial Fox Tribe develop this forest themselves! You can develop one-third of the forest for farming, potentially yielding plentiful produce beyond grain and minerals every year to improve the lives of the Celestial Fox Tribe. The Shrine Institute did indeed want this land before, but not for any other reason—they wanted to grow food. Since that's the case, why can't the Celestial Fox Tribe just grow its own food?"

Hu Tianlan's eyes bulged, staring hard at Wu Wang. The Elders and clanspeople of the Celestial Fox Tribe were also a bit stunned. Had their tribe's existential dilemma really been solved just like that, so simply?

Up in the clouds, the Liuli god couldn't help but cover her mouth to stifle a giggle, genuinely amused by the diverse reactions of the beings below.

Wu Wang shook his head, looking at Hu Tianlan, and said indifferently, "If you still feel unsatisfied, I can have a fair competition with you, but I will not promise you any terms. I'm going to take you to Liuli City for the Shrine Institute's trial. Those who participated in the rebellion tonight, supporting you, will at the very least be exiled from the Liuli Realm. What I actually mean is, those of you who want to leave may go. I will ask the great Liuli god to write a letter for you so that you may join other Divine Realms smoothly. But I would prefer if most of you stayed, remaining in this ancestral land rich with your history, to continue your Reproduction and create even more glorious stories. Life is not easy; the Human race and the Celestial Fox Tribe should coexist harmoniously."

"Let me go!" Hu Tianlan cursed under his breath. "You're beguiling the crowd with deceitful words! Don't listen to him! Our only way out is to leave the Liuli Realm!"

Wu Wang suddenly asked, "Have you ever been beyond the Twelve Realms of the Martial God? Everyone, do me a favor and let him go."

The Guards looked towards the High Priest, who had by now been assisted back to the main seat and reluctantly nodded her head. Hu Tianlan stood up again, his bindings undone. His eyes ferociously fixed on Wu Wang, his aura slowly rising. He was indeed a Martial Artist, just half a step away from the Martial Spirit Realm.

"Qing Shan! I'll end you!"

WHOOSH—

An energy streak shot rapidly between the gaps of several Guards. A hole the size of a fingernail appeared from nowhere on Hu Tianlan's fox ear, and a stone pillar in the distance exploded with a hole the size of a fist. Hu Tianlan paused, then covered his ear and screamed in pain.

Wu Wang wiggled his thumb nonchalantly, saying, "It could have been your throat."

"Spare my life! Envoy, please spare my life!"

Shaking his head, Wu Wang tucked away his thumb, turned, and walked back beside his senior sister, picking up the salted fish-scented snuff bottle and placing it before her nose to continue detoxifying her.

The Destroying Cloud Technique's Seven Meridians Sword was indeed the prime choice for dealing with such riffraff.