The majestic Sky Horses whinnied incessantly, as the 'mine' cart's wheels rumbled forth.

Hundreds of Flying Shuttles moved in unison, slowly flying in from the south, and came to a neat and orderly halt above the dome.

In an instant, the sky was filled with the brightness of Magic Treasures being retracted.

Squads of elite Immortal Soldiers appeared in the air, dressed in silver armor, wielding long spears, men and women standing side by side, still in neat rows.

More than a hundred Immortal Dao masters emerged from various places, emitting Great Dao auras and malevolent glares, their presence locked onto the God of Sleep and Dreams from the Heavenly Palace.

The Sleep god furrowed his eyebrows and stealthily moved a few steps back.

The god chuckled, "Surely the Human Domain wouldn't trouble a minor god who has come for the peace of the Great Wilderness?"

Xiao Jian Daoist and the several Vice Pavilion Masters smiled without uttering a word.

Cold sweat formed on the God of Sleep and Dreams's fair complexion; he was ready to flee at any moment.

In the sky, squads of Immortal Soldiers spread out in formation, like a gigantic firework slowly blooming, subtly incorporating the changes of the Eight Trigrams positions.

On the outskirts of the meeting area, numerous cultivators wished to cheer, but felt the situation was somewhat inappropriate. From Yuanxian to Heavenly Immortal, all were putting on airs; occasionally, someone would calmly nod their head and utter a few words of "Not bad."

Ming Snake, driving the Sky Horse chariot, circled above the dome for a few rounds before descending towards the center.

The aura of Evil Gods pervaded all around, and the cultivators instantly fell silent.

In the sunlight, beneath the casually applied paint of the chariot, the lustrous brilliance of the treasure mine was remarkably eye-catching.

This chariot was a sight to behold. It was adorned with Stars mine and framed with Green gold mine. The boards were made of Furong mine, and the armrests were luminous stones. Furthermore, White jade marrow, renowned as the strongest Formation material, formed the base, intricately carved with the simplest Floating Restrictions.

Before Wu Wang took his seat, there was a hint of unease in his heart.

It wasn't because he thought it was too expensive or anything; he mainly worried... Would this thing have radiation?

"Stop," Ming Snake commanded coldly, and the two handsome Sky Horses immediately reared up, the chariot stopping steadily half a zhang above the ground.

Ji Mo and Lin Qi were the first to rise, leaping down from the left side of the chariot.

Feeling greatly pleased, they had made quite an entrance alongside Wu Wang and had fully seized the limelight. What was to come next was not for young juniors like them to meddle in.

Ming Snake, from the right side, stepped down, his gaze landing on the Sleep god.

Just a bit more, and the Sleep god would have turned his head and fled!

Ming Snake said indifferently, "Master, we have arrived."

"Hmm," Wu Wang responded, calmly rising to his feet.

Ling Xiaolan rose with him, her Short Sword spinning in her hand. She held the sword behind her back with both hands, her almond eyes carrying a light smile, yet she was irresistibly charming and delightful.

The Blue Bird flapped its wings, flying down from behind the chariot to land beside the two figures, one large and one small, which now stood on Immortal Mu's shoulder.

"Wuwang Palace Lord!"

"Brother Xiao Jian!"

Xiao Jian Daoist led the others to step forward in welcome. Wu Wang approached with a smile, endlessly addressing them with brotherly and masterly honorifics, making the scene instantly harmonious.

Following closely, those hundred or so masters descended onto the dome, subtly enclosing the God of Sleep and Dreams in a pincer movement.

And the large number of Immortal Soldiers brought by Wu Wang had already sealed off the retreat for the party from the Heavenly Palace and the Envoys from the Hundred Races.

Tens of thousands of Immortal Soldiers shouted in unison. Under the direction of twelve Transcendent Realm masters at the center, they propped up a light barrier, forming an immense Formation.

Sealing Heaven and Earth, shielding Immortal Consciousness.

At this moment, Wu Wang's gaze fell upon the God of Sleep and Dreams, his eyes alight with a playful tinge, making no effort to conceal the hostility within them.

The expression of the God of Sleep and Dreams collapsed instantly, and he muttered, "How bitter... how bitter," beneath his breath.

Such an impressive show of force, truly powerful.

Fearful of Wu Wang, the God of Sleep and Dreams spoke first, saying, "Wu Wangzi, let me speak frankly first! If you truly intend to keep me here, cough, my Great Dao will also be retrieved by the Heavenly Palace, and soon there will be a new God of Sleep and Dreams. Though my abilities are meager and my Divine Skills shallow, as long as I have the will, humph... I can curse all mortals in the Human Domain with sleepless nights. Worst comes to worst, let it be a fight to the bitter end!"

Wu Wang's expression remained unchanged as he assessed the Innate God, chuckling. "It seems you intend to downplay your own strengths. Why is it that I see the Sleep and Dreams Dao as infinitely variable? It can not only weave dreams silently and imperceptibly, deceiving the senses of living beings and destroying large armies unseen, but it can also cause large swathes of Human Domain experts to fall asleep during battle, instantly altering the balance of power. Such a powerful god, and you dare say your abilities are meager? If even your abilities are meager, then the Head Manager's Lifespan Dao would probably be considered rather modest as well."

As Wu Wang's words settled, the spirits of the Human Domain masters in the vicinity were lifted, and their gazes converged on the God of Sleep and Dreams's plump face.

The god shook his head with a sigh, chuckling. "Everyone says Wu Wangzi is very sly and hard to deal with. Now that I've met you, I know it's not just to comfort the Head Manager. But there's no need to worry; it's common knowledge in the Heaven Palace that I, the Sleep god, am not proficient in dueling. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Evil God behind you."

This chubby Sleep god might as well have been wearing a sign that said 'Harmless to humans and animals.'

Wu Wang turned to look at Ming Snake, who immediately nodded, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The God of Sleep and Dreams gave a sheepish grin and gave Wu Wang a thumbs up. "I never expected that in just three and a half years of betraying the Heaven Palace, the methods of Wuwang Palace Lord would indeed be an eye-opener for this deity."

Wu Wang, however, did not take the bait but smiled and called out, "Come forth."

More than a dozen Transcendent Realm masters immediately surged forward, surrounding the God of Sleep and Dreams.

The Sleep god asked nervously, "What are you trying to do?"

Wu Wang's gaze was earnest as he sincerely said, "Please turn over your Divine Artifact and consent to the restrictions set by the seniors here. As someone of only the Yuanxian Realm, I'm indeed somewhat incapable of handling any trouble you might cause. If there has been any offense, I ask for your generous indulgence. It's simply because my cultivation is shallow, and I lack skill in direct confrontations. After all, you are an Innate God. If you were to attack at close range, how could I not worry for my life? This is merely a measure for my own protection and has nothing to do with the magnanimity of the Human Domain."

The Sleep god frowned at Wu Wang, then shook his head and sighed, "I thought Wu Wangzi was a hero of his time. I didn't expect you to be so timid. What could I possibly do to you? Make you sleep soundly?"

Wu Wang replied, "One only has one life and cannot afford the slightest negligence."

"It seems I've really walked into a dragon's den. How much better it would be to sleep soundly and at ease!"

The Sleep god stamped his feet and shook his head, reluctantly pulling out from his bosom... a golden elongated pillow.

This pillow radiated a strong Dao charm. Just a single glance could make one feel drowsy. Looking twice would draw out all accumulated fatigue in one's Dao body, leaving one only wanting to lie down and sleep soundly upon it.

The surrounding Transcendent Realm masters became alert and joined together to form a barrier, wary of the Sleep god launching a sudden attack.

The Sleep god said with a bitter smile, "Everyone, everyone, I've never participated in any of the great wars against the Human Domain. Though born before the ancient divine wars, I am famously non-combative among Heaven and Earth. The Heaven Palace sent me this time precisely because my hands are not stained with the blood of Human Domain beings..."

A Transcendent reached out to grab the Sleep god's pillow, but he instinctively clung to the other end, unwilling to let go and causing a tussle with the elderly Transcendent.

With a bit more strength, the Transcendent snatched the pillow away.

The Sleep god looked crestfallen, his entire divine presence faltering.

"You better keep it safe, and don't get it dirty!"

Many Human Domain cultivators chuckled quietly, but Wu Wang became alert, clutching at his necklace and starting to ask his mother about the Sleep god.

The answer from his mother was somewhat hurtful.

"I haven't paid much attention to him, but I have indeed felt his Dao charm."

Cang Xue's gentle voice flowed through Wu Wang's heart, "But it's always good to be extra cautious. Any Innate God who survived the ancient divine wars is certainly no simple character."

"Yes," Wu Wang quietly agreed in his heart, "thanks for the reminder, Mother."

Cang Xue said, "Why the false courtesy? You don't need to worry too much about your surroundings. I will watch over you."

Wu Wang instantly showed a trace of a smile, his Dao heart much more at peace.

Then they heard Xiao Jian Daoist speak in a measured tone, "As long as the Sleep god doesn't do anything outrageous today, the Human Domain won't make things difficult for you."

After that, he still looked at Wu Wang uncertainly.

Wu Wang smiled and said, "Since Brother Xiao Jian has said so, we will certainly not trouble you without cause."

"Alright then."

The Sleep god spread his hands and began to rein in his aura.

The group of masters simultaneously deployed various restrictions, and the Sleep god's aura diminished again and again.

"Please."

Wu Wang made a 'please' gesture with his hand and glanced at Ming Snake, sending a thought through the Divine Spell, "Keep a close eye on those accompanying him. If there is anything unusual, you have permission to act first and report later."

Ming Snake bowed in acknowledgment, his gaze falling on the group of Envoys from the Hundred Races, frightening a few young girls into losing their color.

「...」

The venue arranged for this negotiation had no covering on top.

This was specifically requested by Liu Baiyi to prevent the Heaven Palace from pulling any tricks and later releasing any information detrimental to the Human Domain.

They slightly modified the training field at the dome's peak, setting up wind-blocking screens on all sides, laying down a carpet, and arranging rows of seats, making it the location for this meeting.

Wu Wang sat in the main seat, with the Sleep god placed in the guest seat opposite him, separated by more than one hundred zhang.

The Envoys of the Hundred Races were positioned to Wu Wang's left, and the Human Domain brought a corresponding number of masters, aligning them to Wu Wang's right. Xiao Jian Daoist and several Vice Pavilion Masters were positioned directly in front of the group of Hundred Races Envoys.

With such an arrangement, Wu Wang felt a profound sense of security.

Ji Mo, Lin Qi, and Ling Xiaolan were not truly suited to take seats here. However, considering their backgrounds and out of respect for Wu Wang, the three managed to secure seats at the very end.

Lin Suqing and Immortal Mu, with the Blue Bird, blended into the crowd of experts. Lin Suqing took out a cloth bag and produced some roasted Spirit Melon Seeds, made from Spirit Fruit Seeds.

She alone shelled them, while Immortal Mu and the Blue Bird greatly enjoyed the snack.

"Ahem!"

Wu Wang cleared his throat. Spanning two long tables and a distance of one hundred zhang, he cupped his hands towards the Sleep god, his voice spreading throughout and beyond the dome.

"The grudge between the Heaven Palace and the Human Domain has a long history, and calling each other mortal enemies is by no means an exaggeration. This time, the Heaven Palace has sent an Envoy and spoken words of seeking peace. May I ask what exactly is meant by this?"

He went straight to the point, cutting to the heart of the matter.

The Sleep god first lowered his head with a yawn, dragging out a long "Hmmmm" before saying, "It can be said that we are seeking stable coexistence with the Human Domain, rather than begging for peace. After all, in the current state of Heaven and Earth, it is the Heaven Palace that holds the advantage. This is a point the Human Domain must admit."

Wu Wang laughed. "Does the Heaven Palace truly hold the advantage? In the battle of the Southeastern Region, three Innate Gods, including the God of Thunderstorms, fell. The Soldiers of the Heaven Palace were wiped out. The Heaven Palace's defeat was certainly not light."

The corners of the Sleep god's mouth twitched a few times as he chuckled and said, "Speaking of that, I can't help but marvel at your military prowess. Feints within feints, illusions masking reality, you deceived the Head Manager's investigations. The most brilliant part was your final retreat, leaving through the second teleportation array—brilliant, simply brilliant!"

"You don't need to beat around the bush," Wu Wang said, his smile unwavering and his voice gentle. "From the moment you appeared here, I have treated you as an opponent on par with the Head Manager. Before coming to the Human Domain, you first established the reputation of a Deposed God and deliberately brought your own palace and attendants, wanting the Human Domain to underestimate you. But you seem to have forgotten that daring to come to the Human Domain alone already sets you apart from other Innate Gods."

"This, hahaha! HAHAHA!"

The Sleep god let out a hearty laugh, followed by a long sigh, muttering, "I'm really not an important Divine Spirit, which is why I was chosen. They figured that since I've been in the Heaven Palace for all these long years without accomplishing anything noteworthy, doing nothing significant, they might as well send me out. You really don't need to be so tense. You dislike the Head Manager, and I dislike him too. He's not like he was before—all gentle and kind. Now he's constantly pushing us to do this and that, and even insists we take turns on duty. Being on duty is fine, but the Divine Power the Heaven Palace provides now isn't much, and the tasks are particularly dangerous. I often advise those around me: why work yourselves to the bone for the Head Manager? Will he truly care about us? That's simply impossible. Isn't it better to drink tea, chat, sleep, and deepen our bonds? Wouldn't that make being a god more relaxed for everyone, right? So, you see, this matter..."

"Get to the point!" Wu Wang forcefully interrupted the god's ramblings. "Please stick to the main point. What are you doing here? Whose message and what message are you meant to convey? Just state those."

The Sleep god pouted, looking at Wu Wang with a pitiful expression.

"You won't even let someone finish speaking. You're too impatient. That kind of attitude can easily lead to bad dreams, young man."

Having said that, he still took out a scroll from his sleeve.

The scroll slowly unfurled, and from it emerged a glimmer of Divine Light that solidified into the figure of a middle-aged scholar.

The Head Manager.

Wu Wang felt a sense of relief inside; he had thought that it was the Heavenly Emperor himself who had appeared.

He saw the Head Manager move his lips, his expression changing from calm to excited, even gesturing and stamping his feet, his long sleeves fluttering.

But a slight north breeze blew, and the entire dome remained silent.

Many cultivators were tapping their ears, wondering if they had suddenly gone deaf.

Wu Wang's brow furrowed.

The Sleep god took back the scroll with a chuckle and said, "You don't need to listen to this for now; the Head Manager is praising your intelligence. Later, I'll leave this item with you, and you can listen to it on your own. This is to avoid you acting in anger and inadvertently harming this innocent minor god. That's the first matter: the Head Manager denouncing the Human Domain for defying the Mandate of Heaven. Then there's the second matter: the Young Master asked me to deliver a gift to Wu Wangzi—that is, to you."

"A gift?" Wu Wang couldn't help frowning.

He now always felt that the Young Master was definitely more difficult to deal with than the Head Manager.

The Sleep god chuckled, clapped his hands, and with melodies of celestial music, several figures flew out from the heavily guarded palace. They were four beautiful women of foreign races, carrying a lotus flower.

The cultivators of the Human Domain naturally let them pass, allowing the beautiful women to dance gracefully in the air.

The lotus flower shed its petals one by one, and in the place that should have been the seed pod, a slender figure curled up.

Accompanied by celestial music, draped in Divine Light, the curled figure slowly stood up. Reflected in the lotus's glow, a pair of thin wings gently unfolded, casting a rainbow luminescence.

She wore a mask and as the celestial music played, began to dance upon the Lotus Platform. Her graceful figure immediately captivated the attention of those within and without the venue.

Wu Wang suddenly spoke out, "The little princess from Feather Country?"

The dancer's movements paused, and the celestial music stopped as well, leaving the Lotus Platform hovering midair.

The woman bowed toward Wu Wang in a courtesy gesture.

Her attire—a sheer tube top and short skirt—the golden threads twined around her flawless jade feet, and her figure, so strikingly different from three years ago, all showcased her feminine softness and beauty.

"We meet again, Lord Wu Wang," she said.

She lifted her hand to remove her mask, deliberately slowing the process, yet it was enough to whet the appetite of the onlookers.

When the mask was finally moved aside, her exquisitely beautiful face appeared before the cultivators, drawing silent gasps of admiration.

Her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows were finely arched, her eyes bright and teeth pearly—features that, while sought after, seemed uniquely captivating on her.

The princess from Feather Country was already quite beautiful, but her sudden appearance today showed she had matured significantly.

Her slightly deep-set eyes and high-bridged nose blended seamlessly on her small, palm-sized face. These features complemented each other harmoniously and naturally, giving her a charm similar to, yet distinctly different from, the women of the Human race.

Ji Mo, in his seat, exhaled softly and sat up straighter, his composure intact.

Though he didn't speak, his silence spoke volumes.

Wu Wang's gaze didn't linger long before falling on the Sleep god. He spoke in a cold voice, "What is the meaning of this, Young Master?"

"Isn't it obvious?" The Sleep god chuckled, winked at Wu Wang, and his clean, plump face read 'you know what I mean'.

After a brief consideration, Wu Wang understood what the Young Master intended.

It was nothing but to sow discord.

Merely saying things like 'only Shen Nong and the Little Golden Dragon can oppose the Heaven Palace in the Human Domain' didn't pose much of a threat.

But if today's events were to spread throughout the Human Domain, rumors would inevitably arise.

The Young Master has gripped the Human Domain's penchant for gossip tightly in his hands!

"Please forgive me, but I cannot agree!" Wu Wang rose to his full height, intending to refuse categorically, but as the words reached his lips, a new strategy formed in his mind.

He said, "Does the Young Master perhaps think that I, Wu Wangzi, am a lecherous and greedy man, someone who would forget righteousness for personal desire?"

"How can you say that?" The Sleep god laughed. "When I came, the Young Master said that since Feather Country is too close to the Human Domain, why not promote a marriage alliance with the Human Domain? This way, Feather Country could later avoid being affected by the war and live peacefully in the Southeastern Region. It would also show our Heaven Palace's resolve to seek a way to co-exist with the Human Domain. Lord Wuwang, it's cold outside, why not let the beauty return to her quarters first, hahahaha!"

"I think the Young Master wants to plant a spy in the Human Domain, doesn't he?" Xiao Jian Daoist promptly spoke up to save Wu Wang from the predicament. "Even if Lord Wuwang were to agree out of kindness, the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion would not allow this affair to proceed. We request the Heaven Palace to take this woman back, otherwise..."

CLANG!

Xiao Jian Daoist drew his sword from its sheath and said indifferently, "I am no man of mercy and tenderness toward women."

A wisp of Sword Qi flashed by, leaving a faint bloodstain on the neck of the princess from Feather Country. Her figure quickly crouched down.

"This?" The Sleep god couldn't help but frown and muttered, "Why are you people of the Human Domain so obstinate? Don't be so rigid."

"Is there a third matter?" Wu Wang said authoritatively. "If not, leave the scroll, and you may take your leave."

"Of course, there is. The first two were just appetizers." The Sleep god stood up, pulled another blue scroll from his sleeve, and held it high with both hands, proclaiming loudly, "The will of the grand and wise Lord of Order is contained herein! All beings of Heaven and Earth, Wu Wangzi of the Human race, receive the decree!"

Wu Wang stood still, while those around him furrowed their brows.

The Sleep god hurriedly said, "Just listen. It doesn't matter if you kneel or not; it has nothing to do with me. I haven't come here to use the authority of the Heaven Palace to pressure you. Whatever formalities can be dispensed with, let's dispense with them. Let's not get to the point where you draw your swords and hack at me!"

Wu Wang was speechless. The cultivators were equally silent.

Xiao Jian Daoist shouted sternly, "Read it quickly!"

"Ah, the content is actually quite simple." The Sleep god, ignoring the mood, unfurled the scroll. Golden characters flew out from it, coalescing into a beam of golden light that fell towards Wu Wang, enveloping him.

This was...

An imperial investiture!

An investiture from the Heaven Palace!

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