161: Da Yan Divine Dynasty Envoy
Cangwu Great World, Yuedu.
As the power center of the entire world, Yuedu was incomparably prosperous. The streets were filled with female cultivators exuding powerful auras.
They stood tall with arrogant expressions, every gesture carrying an innate sense of superiority.
In stark contrast to them...
...were the male cultivators cowering in corners, dressed in rags with numb expressions.
Here, they were the lowest existences, tools for venting desire and anger.
In the west of the city, in front of a luxurious mansion.
General Red Lotus, who had been heavily injured by the Nine Nether Lion on the Void Realm battlefield not long ago, stood there with a Face full of Evil Qi.
Her severed arm had already been reattached using Heaven And Earth Treasures.
However, that bone-deep humiliation only made the fire of anger in her heart burn more vigorously.
At this moment, she was stepping on a male cultivator's head, pinning his Face firmly against the cold ground.
"Useless! You can't even walk properly, what use is there in keeping you!"
Red Lotus's voice was cold as she continuously applied pressure with her foot.
That male cultivator only had a Saint realm cultivation. Shivering under the pressure of a Quasi-Emperor, he couldn't even beg for mercy.
He could only let out bursts of painful whimpers as blood poured from his mouth and nose, looking as if he would be stepped to death alive.
The female cultivators passing by turned a blind eye to this. Many even cast gloating glances, as if watching an entertaining monkey show.
"General Red Lotus is mighty! This is exactly how these lowly male cattle should be dealt with!"
"Step him to death! Step him to death! A man's life is cheaper than grass!"
Just as the male cultivator's consciousness was fading and his Soul was about to experience Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering...
"General, please wait a moment before finishing him."
A male voice, warm as jade and carrying a hint of magnetism, suddenly rang out amidst the noisy crowd.
Everyone looked toward the source of the sound and saw a handsome young man with an elegant temperament, wearing a moon-white robe, walking over slowly.
He was swaying a folding fan in his hand with a warm smile on his Face, as if he were not in the strictly hierarchical Yuedu, but taking a leisurely stroll in his own courtyard.
His appearance left the surrounding female cultivators stunned.
In Yuedu, there was actually a man who dared to walk down the street with such composure?
And he even dared to take the initiative to speak to General Red Lotus?
"Where did this wild man come from? Is he looking for death?"
"He's quite good-looking, with such fair and tender skin. He'd be perfect to capture as a cultivation vessel."
Red Lotus also stopped her foot and frowned at the newcomer.
For some reason, she felt a faint sense of threat from this man.
Very soon.
She noticed a Phoenix-shaped jade pendant hanging from his waist.
Circulating on it was a trace of... Emperors Might.
This person has a master... and the one behind him is a female Quasi-Emperor no weaker than herself.
"Who are you?" she asked coldly.
"I am Ji Changfeng."
The man smiled and cupped his hands.
"I simply saw that this brother was about to stop breathing and couldn't bear it. I wonder if the General could spare his life for the sake of my master's Face?"
"Your master?"
Red Lotus sneered as if she had heard a huge joke.
"She doesn't come out to talk herself, but sends you? Are you even worthy of talking to this General about Face?"
The smile on Ji Changfeng's Face remained unchanged:
"The General's words are incorrect. The person behind me is truly unable to get away and wishes to invite the General to move. Thus, I was specifically ordered to come and invite the General to the residence for a discussion. I wonder if the General would do us the honor?"
As he spoke, he took out another radiant jade pendant from his robe.
Above the jade pendant, there was actually a faint Dao charm that made even Red Lotus feel a sense of palpitation.
"This is..." Red Lotus's pupils constricted.
"A small token of my master's regard. I hope the General will accept it." Ji Changfeng handed the jade pendant over.
As if possessed, Red Lotus took the jade pendant and sent her Divine Thought into it.
In the next moment, her expression changed drastically.
What the jade pendant contained was actually a wisp of incredibly pure masculine Origin. Just by sensing it, she felt her Foundation, which had become somewhat unstable due to her defeat, actually show signs of loosening.
"Your master is..." Her voice was a bit dry.
She had a premonition.
The other party's master was definitely stronger than her.
When did the Cangwu Great World get such a powerful female Quasi-Emperor?
"The General will know upon arrival."
Ji Changfeng gave a mysterious smile, then changed the subject.
"As for this half-dead fellow, how about selling him to me? It would save the General from dirtying her feet."
Red Lotus's heart was racing, so how could she care about the life or death of an ant? She waved her hand impatiently: "Do as you wish with him."
After saying that, she put away the jade pendant.
Under the guidance of a maid sent by Ji Changfeng, she hurried toward an elegant courtyard not far away.
Once Red Lotus was far away, Ji Changfeng finally crouched down.
He stuffed a Medicinal Pill emitting rich vitality into the dying male cultivator's mouth.
The Medicinal Pill dissolved upon entry, and the vast medicinal power instantly repaired his shattered internal organs and Divine Soul.
In just a few moments, the male cultivator slowly woke up.
He looked blankly at the handsome and gentle Face before him, momentarily not knowing where he was.
"You... who are you? Did you save me?"
"I am the person here to liberate you all."
Ji Changfeng helped him up, his voice calm yet carrying a shocking power.
"Tell me, do you want to change all of this? Do you want to let those high and mighty women also taste what you have experienced?"
In the male cultivator's eyes, a sky-toppling hatred and longing instantly erupted.
"I do! I dream of it!"
He said through gritted teeth.
"Very good."
Ji Changfeng nodded and stuffed a cold-glinting dagger and several bottles of Medicinal Pills into his hands.
"From now on, you are free.
These Medicinal Pills can help you recover your strength and even take you a step further. Go find those brothers who are oppressed just like you and tell them that the moment of resistance has arrived. My Great Yan Divine Dynasty's diplomatic mission will be your strongest backing."
This man was precisely a member of the diplomatic mission personally selected and led by the Great Yan Divine Dynasty's Imperial Mother, Luo Lianyi.
Ji Changfeng of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty's Ji Clan, a Saint King at the 13th Realm Great Saint Peak.
Their mission was to infiltrate the Cangwu Great World and incite the rebellious emotions of the low-level males.
To undermine the ruling Foundation of this matriarchal world from within.
Similar scenes were playing out simultaneously in various parts of the Cangwu Great World.
Deep within dark and damp spirit mines, male cultivators who were used as coolies and forced to work day and night without rest broke the Restriction chains on their bodies and took up weapons with the help of a mysterious person.
In the backyards of certain wealthy noble families, male favorites who were kept as playthings and suffered endless torture and humiliation used poisoned wine on a dark and windy night to take down the female guards watching them and escaped... The sparks of a prairie fire had quietly been lit across the vast land of the Cangwu Great World.
A long-brewing storm was about to sweep across the entire world.
Those once numb and desperate male beings, after seeing the tyrannical female cultivators ruthlessly defeated by the male cultivators of the upper realm's envoy...
...began to see a glimmer of dawn in their hearts. The anger and hatred suppressed for countless ages erupted like a volcano.
They began to gather in secret, passing around the slogan "Cangwu is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall stand," and sharpening the blades in their hands.
They were only waiting for a signal to let this upside-down world return to the order it should have.
And the instigators of all this, the diplomatic mission of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty, were like ghosts in the night.
After secretly inciting small-scale riots, they successfully withdrew, leaving the stage entirely to those slaves waiting for the moment of Awakening and turnaround.