My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 508 - 494: Odds of Victory

In fact, Celestial Venerable Wen Ce was more or less correct in his guesses.

Fu Qingjun indeed intended to drive the tiger to swallow the wolf, using these prehistoric forces to eliminate Celestial Venerable Wen Ce by taking advantage of the situation. It was only upon arriving here that he thought of this.

But from the result, it was almost entirely accurate.

He also had foresight,

Even Fu Qingjun hadn’t anticipated that he would be so ruthless and decisive as to create a powerful "Celestial Venerable Wen Ce" that could even kill himself, just to guard against him.

From the perspective of overall strategy, Celestial Venerable Wen Ce’s series of moves were indeed beyond Fu Qingjun’s expectations.

Both were engaging in a grand game of strategy, calculating the entire world.

Having arrived in this prehistoric era, they were no longer the two absolute rulers who had unified the world,

they were just the first and second financial groups of the current universe, but in this prehistoric era they had to shrink and hide within it, finding ways to seize the world.

They were both visionary hunters, seeing a certain possibility in the future, driving the cosmic history in reverse!

Furthermore, they audaciously diminished their control over the universe significantly, and coincidentally chose to distribute their material power to this prehistoric cosmos, returning to the prehistoric past.

In a sense, the opponent’s prehistoric cicada-molt universe was equivalent to their own universe, capable of killing them.

In fact, the situation was quite delicate at this time,

the beings in this cosmic era were completely unaware that they had died once before, nor did they know that two entities possibly as comparable to their "Ancestors" had already smuggled into their universe.

The two behind-the-scenes manipulators hid in the shadows, constantly scheming and fighting, battling all the way from the current universe to the future universe, and then fighting back to the prehistoric cosmos!

The vast timelines and epochs of past universes, endless past and future, had become the battleground for these two entities’ strategic chess game, fighting in the battlefield of time and space.

This was truly terrifying!

The universe continued to evolve, and the future held unknown variables.

No matter how strong an existence in this universe was, it wouldn’t know of such an outrageous feat, with two entities being so daring as to awaken the rulers of past prehistoric cicada-molt universes. Weren’t they afraid that other existences would crush them??

In fact, Fu Qingjun had to admire Celestial Venerable Wen Ce’s courage!

This was a true unmatched fierce man, ruthless.

He had some backup plans; returning to the past was not overly fearful; there was a 70% probability that those he awakened would treat him as their son, but him?

All depended on his own courage and wisdom.

He had confidence in conquering all the brilliant figures throughout the history of the universe and even desired to meet them, to compete with them!

A person of the caliber of Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, perhaps in the entire history of the universe’s long epochs, was rarely matched.

"The warrior rules the world with force; the wise person rules the world with strategy."

After descending from the court, Fu Qingjun, with a calm expression, said to his two disciples, "No matter how strong a master, no matter how exaggerate a fierce person, wanting to conquer the world relying solely on personal martial power, is highly unrealistic. Even if successful, one couldn’t hold the kingdom you have to remember in the future that showing your fists is a last resort."

Fu Qingjun spoke eloquently,

"The true universe is a brutally realistic Forest of Truth, where the primary competition between civilizations is strategy, and only when forced do they engage in close combat."

"Have you not seen how those ancient monarchs on planetary dynasties usually have strategists calculating the world, allowing their soldiers and generals to charge and secure the victory?"

"From ancient dynasties to interstellar civilizations, to Celestial Venerable discussions, it is all the same."

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The two listened carefully, patiently.

Fu Qingjun imparted all his knowledge, having experienced many setbacks, he had finally matured.

Previously turned into a ’Pot Carrier Celestial Venerable’ by Yuan Shou and an immortal group of Celestial Venerables, now at least after suffering societal blows, by absorbing these capitalists’ experiences, he had also become adept at setting traps. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Now, he was truly planning to train two disciples to plot against Celestial Venerable Wen Ce.

More years passed.

With preparations, positioning, probing, mobilizing Saints, the formal expedition finally began.

The Gobal Behemoth.

Suspected spatial rules.

Initially, the information was this simple.

And Fu Qingjun chose this Celestial Venerable behemoth for a reason, this being his own rule. The odds of victory was a hundred percent.

Rumble!

In the vast Forest of Truth, a tremendous army marched forward.

Those truth-telling plants and animals, as if sensing something in the invisible, quickly took to their heels.

Even the plants ran extremely fast.

The whole land turned into a desert, much like the Slaying Thought Cosmos of later generations, where no grass grew.

"How marvelous it is, these rules also have a crisis sense in the invisible." Sitting on the war chariot, Fu Qingjun smiled slightly, "When they encounter a large army of Saints, they’ll proactively flee."

"So, no matter how powerful a Celestial Court is, rules are not so easily reaped quickly." Little Ya nodded, having matured quite a bit over these years, and suddenly said, "Master, Princess Nars has been showing goodwill towards you all these years, being incredibly enthusiastic with clear intentions, why do you remain indifferent?"

"Could it be that you’ve lived too long and have become indifferent and tasteless?" Little Ya curiously asked, "I hear that many ancient existences in prehistoric eras are like this, having engaged in too many pursuits, they eventually become pure and desireless, solely seeking the path."

Fu Qingjun shook his head, "These things, you don’t understand yet."

He had seen many peerless beauties; women like Qin Hong and Yudula, though not as daoistically stunning as Nars, were also top-notch, each with their charms, but he had no such thoughts regarding any of them.

After all, when he saw their adorable and dumb-struck hairstyles, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Over the years, his thoughts had gradually faded.

When he saw a peerless beauty, his first reaction wasn’t to think of making her his wife, but to consider how regretful it was not to convert her to his Buddhist path without a strand of hair.

"Moreover, Nars always thinks about being my wife when she’s clearly my soon-to-be designated hair-daughter." Fu Qingjun muttered to himself.

Little Ya asked no more, thinking to herself,

If not for the white moonlight Chen Weizhu in his heart, someone he has always longed for in life and dreams, perhaps he would also seek the path with such clear-minded abstinence.

"However, initially I thought Nars was a beauty, but the more I look, I feel something isn’t quite right. So, I won’t introduce her to Master." She didn’t mind; she always felt after seeing this person more, there was a contradictory feeling to her.

Amid their conversation, they arrived at a section of the Forest of Truth.

The atmosphere everywhere was eerie, evidently the destination had been reached, for this expedition was to hunt a Celestial Venerable-level behemoth.

"Mr. Qing Jun, what do you think the odds are for this battle?" Nars came forward, deeply anxious.

"Ninety percent."

Fu Qingjun replied calmly.

"Ah?" Little Ya and her two disciples, as well as Nars, were all stunned.