Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

"Whether it's improving exoskeleton armor or constructing more complex mechanical systems for the future, the assistance of Divine Mechanism is essential."

"Therefore, the Tang Clan invited the Zhuge Liang School in the hope of gaining both the support of the Zhuge Liang School's Divine Strategist Techniques and the wisdom of the Zhuge Liang sorcerers."

Only at this moment did Meng Ye, Ren Pingsheng, and the others fully understand.

The ambitions of the Tang Clan, or rather Cui Ming, extend far beyond selling a few sets of armor or forming an alliance with a certain sect.

He intends to use the Qi core of the Tang Clan and new mechanical techniques as the core to connect the Tiangong Hall, Wuhou Sect, Mo Clan, and Longhu Mountain, and build an unprecedented Divine Mechanism Alliance!

This is especially important in order to cope with the national crisis!

Zhuge Zhen, who had been silently pondering the matter, knew he could no longer remain silent after Cui Ming pointed out his role.

He slowly rose, straightened his robes, and bowed to Cui Ming.

"Master Cui is far-sighted and has a grand vision. Zhuge Zhen admires him."

"However... there are some matters involving the secrets of our sect that I wish to discuss with Hall Master Cui privately. Would you all be so kind as to grant me this request?"

Zhuge Zhen bowed to the sect leaders in the inner hall and pleaded.

Want to talk privately?

Zhang Jingqing frowned slightly, and Meng Ye also snorted in dissatisfaction.

Just as we were about to discuss cooperation, Zhuge Zhen decided to make an exception.

Looking at Zhuge Zhen's enigmatic gaze, Cui Ming became even more curious.

What secrets does the Wuhou Sect hold?

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Very well, since Senior Zhuge Zhen has made this suggestion, then we shall follow your advice."

"In order to work together in the future, all kinds of misunderstandings and problems should be resolved."

Cui Ming turned to the other three.

"Esteemed seniors, perhaps we should conclude our meeting here for now."

"We'll discuss the specific details of the cooperation later. Let me have a few words with Senior Zhuge Qing first."

Seeing that Cui Ming had made his decision, Meng Ye and the others, though unwilling, had no choice but to nod in agreement.

After all, Cui Ming is currently the core of all this cooperation.

Besides, it's only to resolve the secrets of his Wuhou faction, not to cooperate with them alone. We can discuss the details later.

So, Meng Ye, Ren Pingsheng, and Zhang Jingqing left first, each with their own thoughts, leaving only Cui Ming and Zhuge Zhen in the hall.

Once their figures had completely disappeared outside the palace gates, their footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Cui Ming thought to himself that Zhuge Zhen was quite vigilant, insisting on talking only after everyone around had left.

Just as he was about to speak, a sudden change occurred!

Zhuge Zhen, who had just been looking inscrutable, seemed to have all his strength and energy drained away in an instant.

His shoulders slumped, his back bent, and he looked like a lump of mud.

He slumped back into his chair with a thud, even sliding down a little without any regard for his image, looking exactly like a salted fish who had lost all his dreams.

This sudden change in style left Cui Ming, who was prepared to deal with all sorts of witty negotiations, completely dumbfounded, and even his confident smile froze for a moment.

"Uh... Mr. Zhuge? What's this...?"

Cui Ming spoke hesitantly.

He had considered many possibilities, but he never imagined that this unfathomable, refined scholar was actually a lazy bum in disguise...

Zhuge Zhen waved his hand listlessly, his voice conveying a sense of listlessness and despair.

"Oh my... I can finally relax..."

"Oh dear, Master Cui, please don't take offense. I've been putting on this act all day, it's exhausting... Please, come, sit down and let's talk..."

He tugged at his meticulously tailored collar, as if it were some kind of shackle binding him, and continued to complain.

"This so-called refined and scholarly demeanor was forced upon me by my old man, oh! My father, Zhuge Lin!"

"They said that when we're out in public, we represent the Wuhou Sect and can't lose our manners and decorum in front of outsiders... They even said that if we can't do that this time, the position of sect leader will be officially passed on to me!"

"Sigh... I really don't want to be a sect leader! It's such a hassle!"

After saying this, Zhuge Zhen stared at Cui Ming with a 'it's all your fault' expression.

"This wasn't originally my business; it should have been my father who came to talk to you..."

Upon hearing this, Cui Ming raised his eyebrows high.

Zhuge Lin? The leader and clan head of the Wuhou faction? He was supposed to be here...

"and many more!"

Cui Ming tried to follow Zhuge Zhen's train of thought.

"What Mr. Zhuge means is..."

"You didn't come here voluntarily? Then what about your father...?"

Chapter 85 The whole story

"Ugh! Don't even mention it!"

Zhuge Zhen rolled his eyes and adjusted himself into a more comfortable position in the chair.

"My father, and the most capable elders in the clan, are all in bed recovering from their injuries."

"Among the people in the clan who are still able to move around, I'm the only one left who can barely be considered a decent 'figure'."

"There's no other way but to force someone with my talents into this role!"

Zhuge Zhen's words contained a great deal of information, and his attitude was completely different from the image he had previously presented.

This completely shattered Cui Ming's understanding of the name "Zhuge Wuhou".

This is hardly the work of a shrewd and insightful strategist; he's clearly just a lazy bum forced into his job.

"Seriously injured? To save his people from...the inner realm?"

Cui Ming caught the key words and, combined with some future plot points, made some guesses.

"What...what exactly is going on? And Mr. Zhuge just said that this matter seems to be related to me, Cui?"

Zhuge Zhen sighed and finally sat up a little straighter, but his eyes still lacked any enthusiasm.

He looked at Cui Ming, his tone tinged with helplessness and resignation.

"Of course it's related to you. This all started with the invitation you sent, Master Cui."

Zhuge Zhen paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts, before speaking in a sarcastic tone.

“In our clan, there are a few elders who usually think highly of themselves, believing that they know everything about the world.”

"After receiving your invitation, they had nothing better to do, and they were also curious about what big moves this newly emerged Tang Clan star was planning, and what the future impact would be..."

"So, these old guys slapped their foreheads and thought they could take a shortcut... Hey! Let's go inside and ask for an answer."

"interior?"

Cui Ming's heart skipped a beat.

'As expected?'

This is a method used by sorcerers to peek into the secrets of the universe, essentially asking the will of the world a question directly.

The world will store the answer to this question in a sphere.

The warlock's task is to break the sphere containing the problem, and then the answer will be revealed.

However, this involves a very serious problem.

Every event and every person has a different impact on the world.

Just like the difference between a beggar going out and an emperor going out, the impact is completely different.

The former has a negligible impact, but the latter involves going out...

At best, it will cause hardship and financial loss to the people; at worst, it will wipe out nine generations of one's family.

This is about the weight each person occupies in the world.

They may not know what changes will occur in the future world, but Cui Ming does.

Not to mention that what I am doing now will definitely have a profound and huge impact on the future.

Combined with the information provided by Zhuge Zhen, the answer becomes obvious.

"Yes, interior."

Zhuge Zhen shrugged, a look of 'they really know how to court death' on his face.

"And what happened? Goodness, they didn't say a word when asked!"

"The first elder went in and got stuck, unable to get out. His true energy was surging wildly. The people around him panicked and quickly used a secret technique to connect and rescue him..."

"Hey! Guess what? Those who went in to rescue people also got caught in the crossfire! Later, it was like dumplings being dropped into a pot, one after another, getting deeper and deeper into the abyss, and more and more of them getting caught in the crossfire."

"In the end, many of the clan's most skilled sorcerers perished."

The scene described by Zhuge Zhen was both absurd and thrilling, and Cui Ming frowned as he listened.

"In the end, it was my father, Zhuge Lin, who risked his life and used the 'Qi Gate Imaging Technique' along with several other extremely damaging secret techniques to forcibly pull these individuals' consciousnesses back from their inner visions."

"Alas. The person was saved, but my father and those elders and experts suffered spiritual damage and were greatly weakened as a result."

"By the time I left, most of them were still lying in the quiet room, and it would probably take them at least a year and a half to recover."

As Zhuge Zhen spoke, a hint of lingering fear and barely perceptible worry crept into his voice.

"So... the high-ranking members of the Wuhou faction were seriously injured because of the divination regarding me, Cui?"

Cui Ming was speechless; the reason was far too...abstract.

How could the prestigious Zhuge Liang faction do something so outrageous?