Wang Wei blended into the void, looking into the distance. His powerful soul allowed him to observe a wide area of the Eternal Ascension World. Over the past week, he saw how the efforts of his people and the actions of other lineages quickly calmed down the effect of Five Feathers' cruelty. Although a few people tried to play in the dark, these people were swiftly dealt with to ensure the stability of the current situation.
'Excellent, now, I should be able to focus on training the mortals,' Wang Wei thought. It's not feasible for them to rely only on cultivators. Now, these "wise" factions can work together for the overall situation, but these factions have to support these mortals for everything and for an extended period. Then, it's a matter of time before they become mentally fatigued. The people at the top given the orders might not care about such a thing, but those executing these orders will start behaving differently once they get tired of helping mortals.
It may sound like they have no power, but that is far from the truth. Although they cannot directly disobey orders, they have plenty of ways to delay or make it look like an accident. Ultimately, only mortals will suffer in that scenario.
'So, they must have some levels of self-sufficiency,' Wang Wei thought. 'If only I could use the Mortal Art Dao.' Wang Wei sighed. He hoped his analysis was correct and Heavenly Dao would remove the restriction on the Mortal Civilization so that it could at least reach Tier 7. The current Mortal Civilization is only Tier 4, which is useless in the current situation.
Wang Wei left his spot to return to his hiding space, and as soon as he sat down, preparing to enter the Void Illusion Realm, he received a message from Red Mask. At first, he thought she was only reporting the current situation to keep him updated until he realized the code used was for critical situations that required his input or decision. So, he followed the previously established safety protocols before contacting by sending a projection to the designated area.
"What's so important?"
"An ambassador contacted us," Red Mask stated.
"Ambassador? From whom?" Wang Wei asked with a frown.
"Great Qin."
"Them? What did they want? No, more importantly, how did they contact us?"
Red Mask paused briefly: "They captured one of our people."
"Someone betrays us? Or did they break through the agent?" Wang Wei knew his Fate Shadow Guards were well-trained, but this world's cultivation system was too old and too developed, so he never had the mindset that his methods were absolute.
"No, they released the captured individuals to ask for the meeting."
"Killing two birds with one stone, huh," Wang Wei commented.
"I will do better," Red Masked promised. "There is no need to blame yourself. Our foundation is too weak compared to these ancient lineages. However, you should also not have the mindset that you underestimate anyone — especially the Overlords."
"I will," Red Mask nodded. "What about the meeting? Do you want to refuse?"
"No, I want to know what they want," Wang Wei said. "I'll give you a location. However, make sure they follow the appropriate precautionary protocols. Refuse the invitation if they disagree."
"As you wish."
…
Wang Wei sat cross-legged on a cushion with a small table with a pot and two cups. The void twisted, and a handsome middle-aged man with two streaks of white hair appeared on the side of his temple. With one glance, Wang Wei could tell two things about this man: his natural charm was extraordinary, which was why he probably, was an ambassador, and secondly, this man was very annoyed; this feeling increased after laying eyes on him.
'He's also very arrogant, but he hides it very well,' Wang Wei analyzed. He smiled as he invited his guest: "Sorry about all this, but please sit down. I've prepared a pot of Dragonrs wine, known for its divine taste. I would have prepared something better, but you understand the current situation."
"Lord Wang Wei, are you trying to play mind games?"
"What makes you say that?" Wang Wei asked calmly as he served the wine.
"First, it was all those tedious measures you had me take before meeting you. But even when I followed them, you didn't even have the decency to show up personally."
Wang Wei sipped his wine: "I'm going to assume you know about me. I mean, you've at least researched me before coming to this meeting."
"I did, but what does that have to do with anything?"
"So, tell me, what do you think would cause someone of my strength and stature to act more cautious than a rat?" Wang Wei asked, looking him directly in the eyes.
The ambassador's body suddenly paused, and his aggressive aura abated slightly. "I understand, but," he paused, trying to build tension. He could not allow his opponent to control the start of this conversation.
"This is an official meeting. I'm sure there was no need to be so excessive."
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