This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 506 - 504 Battle of the Middle-Stream Goddess

A perfectly fine banquet was ruined by a few assassins.

As he stuffed his face with food, Wu Wang observed the unfolding events.

He was not just unflustered; he even felt a bit like laughing.

Poison?

Whose trick was this? Was it the Ming Qing Realm causing trouble again?

What exactly was the situation with the Goddess of Mingqing? Did she have to be at odds with the Goddess of Liuli? Could it be some grudge or feud among the Divine Spirits, and they were just collateral damage?

After briefly contemplating, Wu Wang still refrained from observing Yang Wudi's movements at this time.

It's tough on the eyes to watch Wudi in the dark.

The whole banquet suddenly livened up.

First, a large number of Martial Emperor Realm experts surged into the Wang residence and individually examined the remaining spills of wine, all detecting that strange poison capable of claiming the life of a Martial Emperor Realm Martial Artist.

Then, the city was put under lockdown, officials gathered, and the Wang residence was surrounded tightly. Envoys from the Celestial Fox Tribe were also restricted from moving around and could not leave at will.

The guests who attended the banquet here naturally had to stay for questioning.

As word spread, Liuli City's 'high society' went into an uproar, with Senior Sister Chun Luan rushing over. On seeing Wu Wang, Mo Feng, and Fu Er safe and sound, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She likely came straight over upon receiving the news, now wearing a loose and comfortable dress, her hair also slightly disheveled.

Under the light, there was a hint of loveliness on Senior Sister Chun Luan's face.

Mo Feng and Fu Er hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects.

"Teacher, how come you're here!"

"How could I not be? Both of you came to this banquet, and when I heard there was poisoning, I rushed over without even combing my hair!"

Chun Luan patted her chest, then turned to look at Wu Wang, who was eating and drinking.

"Big Sister, come eat."

"Aren't you afraid it's poisoned?"

Chun Luan glared at Wu Wang.

"My nose is very sensitive," Wu Wang raised an eyebrow, gesturing to the frightened Maiden beside him to serve more food.

Chun Luan approached with suspicion, sat next to Wu Wang, straightened her skirt, picked up an exquisite pastry, sniffed it by her nose, and then popped it into her mouth.

"Mmm—the cooks at General Wang's place are indeed good."

"These are all poison-free."

With a sweep of his grand hand, Chun Luan rolled up her sleeves and began to eat heartily, and the pair of Senior Sister and Junior Brother became the focus of everyone there.

Mo Feng and Fu Er exchanged glances and stood obediently behind their teacher, appearing very much like an adult version of golden boy and jade girl.

Thus, amidst the tension and panic pervading this grand hall, these two non-stop eating and drinking individuals successfully attracted most of the gazes.

General Wang Mianjin walked over with a dark face.

"The Great General is about to lose his temper."

"Those two really, don't they have any sense? They can still eat at a time like this."

"Isn't that Lord Envoy..."

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, Wang Mianjin had already approached Wu Wang, cupped his hands towards him, and spoke in a low voice, "Qing Shan, thank you for the warning earlier."

Wu Wang grinned, "General Wang doesn't need to thank me; it's the Liuli God guiding us."

"Then, Qing Shan, what do you make of today's poisoning incident?" asked Wang Mianjin.

Wu Wang replied, "We can't be sure yet if it was the doing of an outsider, or due to some other reason. The matter requires thorough investigation and shouldn't be hastily concluded."

"Hm," Wang Mianjin nodded slowly, his face reflecting deep thought.

"If there's nothing else, I will take Senior Sister and the two disciples to the backyard of the residence to rest first."

Wu Wang scanned the people in the hall and spoke calmly, "The High Priest of the Celestial Fox Tribe is also a victim of this incident. I hope, General, that you will take good care of them later. If it is confirmed that they are not involved, let them return to rest early. Their accommodations should also have enhanced security. We wouldn't want any trouble."

Wang Mianjin smiled, "Qing Shan, rest assured, I have made arrangements. Whomever the mastermind behind this is, I will make them pay the price!"

Clearly, the General, whose life had been threatened, was truly angered.

Having eaten his fill, Wu Wang calmly left with his Senior Sister and two disciples without facing any interrogation.

They didn't leave the Wang residence but went to Wu Wang's place there.

Senior Sister Qiu Li and Senior Brother Dong Gao heard the news and came over. The six from the same sect held a brief meeting about the event.

Wu Wang was lying on the couch, resting on his arm, while Chun Luan was sitting next to him in a wooden chair with one leg crossed over the other. Qiu Li and Dong Gao also found seats for themselves, while Mo Feng and Fu Er stood respectfully at the side.

"Eighty percent chance it's the doing of Ming Qing Realm," Dong Gao said confidently. "I've heard that the Goddess of Mingqing bears a grudge against our Liuli God, and the whole Ming Qing Realm is set on bringing down our Luili Realm."

"We shouldn't jump to conclusions so quickly," Chun Luan solemnly said. "The matter could be minor or major. Perhaps it's someone from the outside, seizing the opportunity provided by the conflict between us and the Ming Qing Realm, aiming to ignite the flames of war between the two realms. If so, it would escalate beyond our control."

Wu Wang said, "We can't rule out that possibility."

"But," Fu Er asked softly, "if the two realms start fighting, what good does that do the other Divine Realms?"

Qiu Li said, "The Twelve Divine Realms are all under the protection of Martial God. Ultimately, we are all children of Martial God. But if the Twelve Divine Realms were reduced to eleven or ten, it naturally means more spoils for the remaining Martial God Worlds during the great competitions."

"I don't think that's the case."

Mo Feng shook his head. "That analysis makes sense, but would Martial God just ignore it? The Twelve Martial God Realms are not allowed to wage war against each other—it's an iron law set by Martial God himself. Martial God Worlds do not fight one another. If someone tries to play tricks in these matters, a single strike of Martial God's sword would put the God in question out of commission."

Wu Wang yawned, "Don't overthink it. This matter has little to do with us. Just focus on your cultivation, and wait for the storm to pass."

"That's true," Chun Luan said with a smile, "Why worry needlessly?"

The group each cracked a smile.

They stayed one night in the Wang residence. The next morning, everyone went their separate ways.

The night was anything but peaceful.

Liuli City was ablaze with lights, squads of Soldiers were scurrying back and forth, and there were constant shouts as if spies had been caught.

Wu Wang's Divine Thought spread out to see what was going on. He found that Wang Mianjin and the others did not take this opportunity to eliminate dissenters, which was somewhat of a relief.

Indeed, when their lives were at stake, they would set aside the power struggle for the time being.

Lying on the pillow, Wu Wang thought it over for a while but decided not to bother with these issues.

He wasn't here to revive the Luili Realm, after all.

That night, Wu Wang's Spiritual mind was immersed in the Heavenly Dao, continuing to fulfill the duties of the Heavenly Dao Leader and the Celestial Court Heavenly Emperor, unaware of the particulars unfolding within Liuli City.

The next morning, just after bidding farewell to his Senior Sister and her two disciples, Wu Wang yawned, ready to return to his room to sleep some more.

Mo Feng and Fu Er had to go back to the spire for classes; their scholarly duties were extremely heavy.

Wu Wang, on the other hand, was a teacher, the kind who could attend or not without making any difference.

"My lord!"

A guard hurried to Wu Wang's side, speaking in a low voice, "General Wang has ordered, sir, that as soon as you're awake, we are to immediately escort you over. The lords have been discussing all night how to handle this matter, without a wink of sleep."

"Lead the way," Wu Wang casually replied, then asked, "What was found out yesterday?"

That guard didn't dare to hide anything and quickly reported, "Last night, dozens of high-ranking officials in the city searched their own residences and found hundreds of spies who had been hidden for many years. They've also uncovered an organization called 'Burial Instrument.' This organization belongs to the Ming Qing Realm and has infiltrated our Luili Realm for a long time. The most shocking discovery was an old servant in the residence of the Southern General, who had held the position for over two hundred years, but turned out to be a key figure in this 'Burial Instrument' organization. It's really... This time, the lords are probably not going to sleep well."

Wu Wang nearly laughed out loud.

Liuli, Burial Instrument? What a detrimental name for an organization.

It looks like this incident has turned into a big deal.

The infiltration by the Ming Qing Realm is extensive. They targeted Liuli City, bribing officials where possible and planting spies in the households of those they couldn't buy.

This banquet poisoning was actually a bad move.

The enemy clearly intended to kill Wang Mianjin, or perhaps the High Priest, to disrupt the allegiance of the Celestial Fox Tribe.

Not only did they waste the spies in Wang Mianjin's residence, but they also drew attention to such a major case.

These lords, who are used to living in comfort and luxury, will definitely not be slack in dealing with this matter; after all, they have to stay alive first to continue enjoying the pleasures of power.

To make the most of these painstakingly planted spies, they should have picked a tranquil day and then had those dozens of spots operate simultaneously.

Just succeeding with half of them would directly paralyze Liuli City, throwing the Luili Realm into immediate turmoil.

"My lord, please."

The guard's words snapped Wu Wang back from his daydreaming.

He had already entered Wang Mianjin's study. The doors and windows were open, letting out trails of smoke. Inside, seven or eight figures sat in two rows, each puffing away.

After Wu Wang entered, the somewhat gloomy atmosphere suddenly became a lot livelier.

"Envoy, you have finally arrived."

"Envoy Qing Shan, you slept so soundly last night. As we passed by your window several times, we heard your snores and truly envied you."

"HAHAHA!"

Wu Wang greeted all the high-ranking officials with a cupped fist salute and was seated by Wang Mianjin next to the seat of honor.

He asked, "Have you found out about the group of spies?"

"Alas!"

Wang Mianjin put down his smoking pipe and sighed, "I never expected that the Ming Qing Realm's infiltration into our Liuli Realm would be so severe. All along we just thought they had bribed some of our generals and caused a bit of trouble, all within controllable limits. But who would have thought they had long been plotting to take down Liuli City in one fell swoop!"

"Right! We can't tolerate this!"

"We must confront them! Let them know that the Martial Artists of the Liuli Realm won't take this lying down!"

"Envoy, does the Liuli God know about this?"

Wu Wang replied, "I will go and report to the God later."

Wang Mianjin cleared his throat and asked again, "Qing Shan, what do you think would be the best course of action? Right now, everyone in Liuli City feels insecure, the slightest rustle of leaves makes them suspect there's a spy at work."

After a brief contemplation, Wu Wang muttered, "It's not that everyone feels insecure, it's just that the high-ranking officials are a bit restless."

Wang Mianjin laughed and said, "Now when I close my eyes, all I can see is the image of a Dagger cutting my throat while I'm fast asleep."

A nearby Elder spoke slowly, "The animosity from the Ming Qing Realm towards our Liuli Realm is the root of their infiltration. Apart from retaliating against the Ming Qing Realm, most importantly, we must prevent such things from happening again."

The General sitting beside Wu Wang lamented, "We discussed this all night and became a bit impatient. After calming down, we realized the root of the problem probably lies in the conflict among the Gods."

A guard brought over some tea, and Wu Wang didn't hesitate to wet his throat.

He said, "Are you suggesting that you want me to probe the intentions of the Liuli God?"

"Exactly!"

"Envoy Qing Shan, please be sure to help us with this."

"This feeling of having one's life constantly targeted is truly unbearable."

Wu Wang stroked his chin, showing a look of difficulty.

Wang Mianjin asked, "Would there be any impropriety in doing so?"

"Gods' private grudges and grievances are their own privacy," Wu Wang said quietly. "It really isn't appropriate to probe such matters, for fear it might anger the God. But I have an idea that might be able to help all the high-ranking officials."

"Oh? What kind of idea?"

"Please do tell us, Envoy Qing Shan!"

Wu Wang raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down, his lips curling into a slight smile as he spoke softly, "In this day and age, it's the child who cries the loudest that gets the milk."

All the generals leaned back collectively, most of them grasping the hint.

「Four hours later」

A large crowd of Liuli City's citizens 'spontaneously' gathered at Liuli Square, kneeling beneath the spire while a group of generals and officials, usually high and mighty, knelt at the forefront of the crowd.

At that moment, Wu Wang had already returned to his residence in the Wang estate, lying down with his clothes on, fast asleep. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Catching up on some sleep.

...

The Liuli God's mood was beyond terrible.

After a stroll outside and a perfect interaction with her adorable Disciple, which somewhat relieved her long-standing loneliness and emptiness, her mood was very beautiful.

But as soon as she returned to Liuli City, before she even had time to organize the words she had previously said to the Martial God into a booklet as a keepsake, the city plunged into chaos.

The chaos itself wasn't a big deal; the Liuli God didn't care much about the antics of these beings.

So-called struggles for power weren't worth mentioning in the eyes of an Innate God.

But the Liuli God truly hadn't expected that these folks, instead of seeking progress and solving problems themselves, would actually come and kneel around the spire.

What now?

Is this pressure on her?

It just so happens that the Martial God now pays special attention to the Liuli Realm.

Qing Shan currently holds great weight throughout the Martial God World.

If the Martial God were to see this, he might think that the Goddess of Liuli has low abilities, incapable of managing the Divine Realm; even such a minor matter is beyond her control...

Uh, that seems to be the actual situation.

"Summon the people from the Shrine Institute to see me."

The Goddess of Liuli's voice, tinged with discontent, spread throughout the entire spire, causing a stir immediately.

Before long, the nine Elders of the Shrine Institute were kneeling at the Goddess's feet.

"Speak, what happened?"

Wang Mianjin dared not lift his head, but burst into a low cry, "God! You must stand up for us!"

Thereupon, Wang Mianjin, along with a few Priest Elders, recounted in detail the events of the previous night.

When he mentioned the deep implication behind the words 'Sacrificial Vessel' was to mock the word 'Liuli', a chilling wind swept up the entire spire, and the face of the Goddess of Liuli seemed to be frosted over.

She took a gentle breath and said softly, "I am aware of this matter. You all may withdraw."

Wang Mianjin tentatively lifted his head for a glance and felt an intense divine might, quickly bowing his head in silence.

That divine might then disappeared without a trace.

The nine Priests looked up, but where was the shadow of the Goddess of Liuli?

They looked at each other in bewilderment, momentarily unsure of what to do. Fortunately, one of the older Priests remarked, "The Goddess, perhaps, has gone to seek out the Goddess of Mingqing to hold her responsible for her actions."

The crowd nodded in agreement, silently hoping:

'Let's hope that's the case.'

「Half a day later」

A strong fluctuation of Divine Power erupted in the skies above the Ming Qing Realm, resulting in the Goddesses of Liuli and Mingqing suddenly clashing with each other.

Within moments, the entire Twelve Martial God Realms, along with many nearby Divine Realms, were stirred by this incident.

Innate Gods and the powerful Divine Generals under their command hurried to watch from afar.

Fights among Innate Gods are extremely rare in the Outer Sky. Even a skirmish between two Goddesses of medium to low strength is quite a spectacle.

A Duel between Goddesses would certainly not involve tearing each other's connective tissues apart.

The Goddess of Liuli wielded the Divine Artifact, the Liuli Bottle. She commanded the power of the five elements, casting rays of Liuli Divine Light.

The Goddess of Mingqing shrouded herself in a mass of dark aura, within which one could faintly see black veils fluttering. Yet she, too, was an extremely beautiful Divine Spirit, utilizing Dao rules similar to those of the Great Dao of the Death God.

Divine Light surged, shaking heaven and earth.

The scene was, needless to say, absolutely stunning!

Seeing that the two Goddesses had genuinely started fighting with intent, the other Ten Gods of the Twelve Martial God Realms couldn't sit still. Two Goddesses intervened, pulling the Goddesses of Mingqing and Liuli apart from each other.

Just then, a Divine Light approached from the sky, transforming into a Martial God Order. The two Goddesses were rebuked by a voice from within the Order and withdrew.

The Martial God appeared to be somewhat annoyed.

The outcome of this Duel left both Liuli and Mingqing as losers.

So it is said...

Wu Wang sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the robust God before him, puzzled, "If it was just the two Goddesses fighting, why did you, Martial God, come to me?"

His eyes still carried a hint of drowsiness, clearly just awakened by the Martial God not long ago.

The Martial God let out a long sigh, "Qing Shan, why must they insist on fighting over something? The great competition of the Twelve Realms has always been conducted according to the rules. For many years, I have never favored or looked after anyone, keeping impartiality, my conscience clear. However, Liuli and Mingqing are constantly causing trouble."

"Why don't you speak with them about it, Martial God?"

"Can I just talk to them directly?" the Martial God sighed. "Dignity—a Martial God must maintain dignity; otherwise, how can I command my subordinates?"

Wu Wang pondered and seemed to understand something.

The Martial God changed the subject, raising an eyebrow at Wu Wang, "What do you say, want to help me clear this matter up? Rest assured, the reward will not be lacking."

"How is the Goddess of Fortune now?"

"Don't worry," the Martial God patted his chest, "settled!"

"As for the Goddess of Mingqing and the Goddess of Liuli, I'll think of something for you, Martial God."

Wu Wang pondered briefly before beginning to strategize, seated at the edge of his bed.

Grandpa was right,

The Martial God is not bad, worth dealing with.