Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 1417 Diwu Qingrou and the Art of Playing Cat and Mouse

The news, like a bombshell, suddenly spread into the crowd, causing a great shock!

After the initial panic, it turned into fear.

The Lan Clan had Lan Buhui whose cultivation ranked around sixth or seventh, if not among the best, out of the Elder Masters of the Nine Super Clans.

However, that was a real, actual ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artist!

How could the whole clan be so easily eliminated?

Was the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master already so scary now?

Since they could eliminate the Lan Clan, what would happen… if they were to deal with the other clans?

Upon thinking this, everyone was sweating on their backs.

Prior to this, the domination of the Nine Heavens by the Nine Tribulations Sword Master was only a longstanding legend. After all, 10,000 years had passed.

But right now, they felt for real that this prediction was like a steel saber hanging right above their necks.

Everyone felt a sense of chilliness.

After the shock, there was silence.

Only heavy gasps could be heard.

Everyone was a little confused for a while. They all looked at one another, only to realize that there wasn't anyone among them who could make a proper decision.

People are just like this. When they encounter an extremely important matter that they themselves simply can't decide on, many will subconsciously look for a person with a higher status than themselves for evaluation.

This person can be his father, elder brother, superior, a person older than himself, a person more important than himself…

However, if all the people around him were just like himself, the mentality would unknowingly become — Even I don't know, what can he possibly know!

Right now, this was the case.

Among the Eight Super Clans, all the people who came were led by eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artists, and all of them had grievances against each other to begin with, let alone asking each other for opinions?

Then, after the Supreme Martial Artists gave one another a look, they rolled their eyes at the same time and snorted in unison, turning their eyes away again.

For a while, no one actually spoke.

Among the law-enforcement officers, there were several ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artists. But the commander-in-chief appointed by the Dharma Supreme was Diwu Qingrou.

Here, they obviously could not express their opinions.

The atmosphere was deadly still.

Obviously, even if they did not want to accept his authority and looked down on him, there was only one person who was qualified to and totally had the wisdom to make a decision right now!

Diwu Qingrou!

Everyone was controlling themselves, trying not to look at Diwu Qingrou.

Although his opinion and analysis were needed now, everyone was an eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist; having bullied him so badly previously and now wanting to use him… They couldn't do it as it was too face-losing.

Besides, if we didn't ask you, are you going to not speak? You're in this position.

In the silence, Diwu Qingrou said softly, "This is roughly the gist of the matter. Now that you all are aware of it, there's nothing else… Let's go back. There's a fierce battle tomorrow. I'm wishing you all the best."

With that said, he stood up calmly and continued. "About the matters of the battle, I have already prepared written tips for all of you. At the time, it is up to you all whether to use it or not. It's late, you should all go and rest too."

After saying that, he walked off from his seat.

The Supreme Martial Artists felt a little stunned immediately — "Is this guy striking an attitude on purpose or… pretending to be dumb?"

By the time they thought of this, Diwu Qingrou had already walked down, smiled and nodded to everyone. He then walked off with light steps, almost getting out of the tent.

He walked at medium speed but showed no signs of stopping at all.

Seeing that Diwu Qingrou had already walked out, Xiao Zhengyan finally couldn't help but say, "Commander-in-chief Diwu, please stay."

Diwu Qingrou frowned and stopped unwillingly. He asked, "Elder Xiao, what's the matter?"

Xiao Zhengyan gasped for a few breaths, grabbed Chen Jianlong who was standing beside him and said, "You say it!"

Chen Jianlong's face flushed. "You were the one who asked, so why should I say it?"

Diwu Qingrou frowned again, turned around decisively and said, "I know what you all are thinking, but right now, it is the matter of the Nine Super Clans, it's inconvenient for me to… Therefore, I'll take my leave. You all can continue to discuss."

This sentence was plain and straightforward, and when he finished, he cupped his fists in salute and turned to walk away without hesitation.

Previously, he didn't speak so plainly and everyone could still pretend to be dumb, but this time, it was clearly said. Everyone stood up at once and asked him to stay in unison.

Ye Xiaoyao, who was standing near the exit, even grabbed Diwu Qingrou's sleeves and said, "Why do you care so much, commander-in-chief Diwu? Now that all of us are here together, we are one family, we share our fortunes, good or bad; we share the same glory and shame."

Diwu Qingrou shook his head and grinned. He said, "You all are fully equipped and have countless Supreme Martial Artists under your command, each having great power… You don't need such things like calculations and scheming at all, or analysis, you just need to rush over and the Nine Tribulations Sword Master will naturally be captured…"

Ye Xiaoyao was embarrassed. "How can it be so easy…"

Xiao Zhengyan rubbed his hands, "This… This… is not comparable."

Chen Jianlong let out a dry laugh. "Actually this is nothing like that, you know… in other words, it's very that… really like that… hahahaha…"

Everyone knew that Diwu Qingrou was going to make a fuss out of their previous behavior, and they all felt really embarrassed.

The words spoken back then were still fresh in their minds.

'Wisdom is useless, scheming is useless, only force is useful. How come they are begging behind his ass now?'

Ye Xiaoyao turned around and scolded the group of Supreme Martial Artists. "It's all because of you old freaks, you are so old yet you know nothing! What kind of things have you all done during this period of time! Why aren't you over here to apologize to the commander-in-chief Diwu yet?"

This one sentence sparked the quarrel immediately.

"What us? Ye Xiaoyao, do you have a conscience? It was clearly started by you!" Xiao Zhengyan yelled angrily.

"Yes, yes, not only you, Ye Xiaoyao, you, Xiao Zhengyan are also a culprit! Ever since we, Chen Clan, arrived here, we've supported all the decisions made by Commander Diwu, it's all on you two troublemakers…"

"Your Chen Clan is the worst. Don't you remember me telling you all to listen to commander-in-chief under all situations, what now?" Shi Qishu twisted his beard and said indignantly, "Look, look how angry is commander-in-chief because of you bunch of old things…"

Immediately, there was a quarrel.

Except for Lan Mofeng from the Lan Clan who was sitting on the side with a gloomy face the whole time, all others began to attack each other.

These people were naturally all smart and good at lightening up the atmosphere, and in a few words, the previous embarrassment was eliminated. Except for one person.

Lan Mofeng!

Lan Mofeng's heart felt like it was being fried. He felt more and more uncomfortable.

From the beginning, nobody said a word to him.

It was not that Lan Mofeng was excluded from the start, but everyone knew that Lan Mofeng must have been feeling his insides all burning right now, of course they wouldn't go to risk an argument with him.

Even those who had grievances with the Lan Clan tried not to provoke him.

But the more so, the more it could give Lan Mofeng who was already in a terrible state of mind a feeling of already being neglected, disqualified and excluded.

Bad news had only just come from my clan, and these people are already looking down on me.

Lan Mofeng felt like a child who had lost his mother.

Maybe in the next moment, these guys would rush over like a wolf to divide up the only strength left of my Lan Clan…

Diwu Qingrou smiled helplessly, watching these old guys attacking each other.

This was exactly the effect he needed. For every wrong that was proven, an instance where Diwu Qingrou was right was also proven… These people argued, shouted at each other and suddenly realized a terrible truth — If they had listened to Diwu Qingrou from the beginning, the manpower they lost earlier could actually be totally avoided!

This was particularly true for Chen Jianlong from the Chen Clan.

Their clan lost 30 to 40 people on the way, and even Chen Tianxing was seriously injured. Now, he further lost more manpower that could have been avoided…

Everyone's countenance slowly changed.

Invisibly, Diwu Qingrou's image as a "perfect strategist" was actually built up just like this.

Diwu Qingrou watched on coldly and smiled helplessly. When he looked at Lan Mofeng, light flashed in his eyes. He said, "In that case, if Elders don't blame me for being rash… Shall I speak a few words about the current situation?"

"Please get seated, commander-in-chief Diwu!" Ye Xiaoyao raised his hand to gesture seriously.

Everyone else became serious.

Diwu Qingrou shook his head and smiled helplessly, walking toward his seat.

Right now, he really had a feeling of preliminary possession of power! He had planned for this moment for a whole month before he finally got a chance.

But the current situation was not enough!

It was far from enough!

So, the next step was to really conquer these Supreme Martial Artists psychologically.

Diwu Qingrou had to achieve one thing — When these people were helpless, the first person they would rely on was him, Diwu Qingrou!

After Diwu Qingrou sat down, he did not start immediately but said with a warm smile, "Elder Lan, what Qingrou is going to say may involve discussions and examples that may be a little offensive… Please don't mind it, Elder."

Lan Mofeng already felt dead inside. He said, "Commander-in-chief Diwu, it's okay, you can say it."

Diwu Qingrou nodded and said, "Please sit a bit closer, Elder. The revenge for you in the days to come will also be slowly figured out in this discussion. You may ask me questions any time, Elder."

A bit of gratitude revealed in Lan Mofeng's emotionless eyes. He cupped his fists in salute and said, "Commander-in-chief Diwu, you're being overly courteous, I only have gratitude!"

With that said, he walked over to sit down with Diwu Qingrou.

There was a rush of warmness in his heart. This feeling almost made him cry. This moment of respect from Diwu Qingrou at the moment when he lost his clan and family was enough to make him remember it for his whole life!

Diwu Qingrou didn't speak much, but his words were enough to reignite the spirit of all those present!

And rebuild his collapsing self-esteem!

This alone was enough!