My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1169 Everyone celebrates
Wen Rui paused, his gaze sweeping over the two saints' faces, and deliberately emphasized his tone: "If I remember correctly, many disciples of the Western Sect are still by the side of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, trembling under the pressure of my technological army only because of the protection of this Chan Sect saint, right? Suddenly shaking hands and making peace with me, this 'extraterrestrial demon,' the Primordial Celestial Venerable should probably think about whether the Western Sect has turned to the devil by betraying the enemy?"

Upon hearing this, the Daoist's expression changed almost imperceptibly, and the Saint Zhunti's fingers, which were turning the Seven Treasures Tree, paused for a moment.

Even sages do not possess the power to reverse time. Perhaps the Primordial Celestial Venerable could deduce vague heavenly secrets, but he could not clearly see everything that happened on another timeline.

In this timeline, the narrative is that the two saints came to Free City, took a stroll around, met with Wen Rui, chatted for a bit, and were intimidated by his domineering aura. They shook hands and made peace with him. If it weren't for the Western Church's prohibition of alcohol, they probably would have been drinking and chatting happily.

Previously, they had confidently approached the Chan Sect to form an alliance against the extraterrestrial demons. At the oath-taking ceremony, they spoke eloquently and their plans seemed flawless. However, when it came to actually implementing them, they collapsed as quickly as they would have bowed down upon seeing Wen Ruina.

What would Yuanshi Tianzun think?
He'll probably lament his bad luck, not only raising a bunch of useless disciples but also forming an alliance with a bunch of useless allies.

The Guide Daoist quickly regained his composure, but his tone was not as calm as before: "The friendship between our Western Sect and the Chan Sect cannot be shaken by a few photos or some propaganda. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable is a sage of great wisdom and will not be easily misunderstood."

"I hope so."

Wen Rui shrugged, his gentle expression returning: "After all, I don't want to see Western Sect disciples unable to stay with the Chan Sect because of a 'misunderstanding' right after signing the peace agreement. If that happens, the beings of the Three Realms will probably think that I deliberately sowed discord."

The two saints were speechless after hearing his words. They exchanged a glance and then stopped pressing the matter.

The Guide Daoist snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the door: "Further words are useless; we will know the outcome in the future. As for the reconstruction of Mount Ling, I hope you will keep your word."

"nature."

Wen Rui nodded in agreement, and before the two saints had even stepped out the door, he instructed Jarvis: "Command the space fleet, decorate it with lanterns and decorations, set off fireworks, beat drums and gongs, make a grand spectacle! Firstly, to celebrate our reconciliation with the Western Church, and secondly, to celebrate the formal establishment of the Alliance of All Beings!"

"Attention all frontline troops, immediately activate the 'Peace Celebration' contingency plan—fireworks will be set off at all defensive positions, drum teams will be in position, and nano clouds will immediately rise to construct a giant projection screen covering the entire area!"

Jarvis's mechanical voice responded immediately, and the information was transmitted through the war information center to all three realms and four states, assigning the task to the personal terminals of every participant.

The two saints of the Western Sect had just stepped out the door when they heard this and stopped in their tracks. They wanted to turn back and question him, but they hesitated and could only grit their teeth and leave. Before leaving, they said, "Fellow Daoist, take care of yourself."

A unified response came from the other end of the communicator, and before half an incense stick's time had passed, the first brilliant firework suddenly exploded outside the window.

The fireworks were entirely golden, and when they exploded, they transformed into the word "Peace," standing out prominently against the setting sun.

Immediately afterwards, countless fireworks rose into the sky from all over Liberty City, red, blue and purple, intertwining to form a rain of light, and some fireworks even formed the pattern of "Western religion & all living beings joining hands", illuminating half of the sky.

The sound of gongs and drums followed closely behind, echoing from every corner of the streets and alleys. The powerful rhythm, full of joy, mingled with the explosions of fireworks, instantly igniting the passion of the entire city. Ordinary people who had been observing from the sidelines took to the streets, holding up signs that read "Peace" and "Tranquility" and cheering. Even the military and police responsible for maintaining order lowered their guard and joined the crowd in applauding.

Even more breathtaking was the sky—countless tiny nanounits converged into vast cloud layers, covering the skies above Liberty City and even spreading towards the surrounding areas.

A soft light shone on the surface of the clouds, transforming into a giant projection screen. The screen played a loop of the scenes from the conference room: the moment when the Guide Daoist shook hands with the Creator Heavenly Venerable, the appearance of the Sage Zhunti nodding in agreement to the peace agreement, and the scene of the three of them looking at the tablet camera side by side. Every scene was crystal clear, and even the "gentle" smiles on the faces of the two sages could be seen clearly.

The awe-inspiring scene bore a striking resemblance to a certain major Eastern power showcasing a cyberpunk celestial spectacle to a wealthy Western nation using a drone formation.

However, the projection's clarity is much higher than the LED screen hanging on the drone; it's incredibly lifelike, a 100% accurate recreation of the scene.

At the bottom of the screen, a line of eye-catching text scrolls: "The mortal world and the Western religion have formally formed an alliance to jointly protect the peace of the three realms and build happiness for all beings!" The text color changes continuously, from gold to red, and then to blue, ensuring that everyone who looks up can see it.

This scene was replicated in the skies above all the demon alliances in the mortal realm, now renamed the Alliance of All Beings.

Setting off cyber fireworks doesn't require any prior preparation; you only need to adjust the control program of the countless, non-existent, massive nano-units dispersed in the air.

Of course, this program was written long ago, and it was prepared in advance as a plan B.

The nano cloud layer also transmits the images synchronously to all parts of the Three Realms. Whether it is a town in the mortal world, a mountain gate where cultivators gather, or even the dragon palace of the dragon clan in the deep sea, everyone can see this scene of "shaking hands and making peace".

Just as the Three Realms and Four Continents were immersed in the festivities of the peace celebration, the sky suddenly changed in the area where the Chan Sect camp bordered the Western Sect Allied Forces.

The originally gray clouds were quietly permeated by countless nano-units, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into a sky full of colorful auspicious clouds. The edges of the auspicious clouds also shimmered with a faint technological glow, which was completely different from the auspicious clouds of immortals commonly seen in the Chan Sect.

"Oh no! It's an enemy attack!"

The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect guarding the perimeter of the camp were the first to notice the anomaly. They instantly drew their immortal swords, their sword energy slicing through the sky: "Be on guard! These auspicious clouds are strange; they may be the technological means of the Creation Celestial Venerable!"

The disciples of the Chan Sect in the camp stood up one after another, their magical treasures flashing with light. Even the cultivators of the Western Sect Alliance gripped their magical artifacts tightly and stared nervously at the sky.

Before they could prepare their defenses, the colorful auspicious clouds suddenly exploded, and countless cyber fireworks soared into the sky. These fireworks were not ordinary fireworks, but were composed of nano-light particles. When they exploded, they transformed into the words "peace" and "negotiation," accompanied by soft music, which was completely out of place with the tense atmosphere of "enemy attack."

To the astonishment of the immortals, a huge projection screen suddenly appeared in the center of the auspicious cloud, showing the scene of the Freedom City conference room: the Guide Daoist with a "gentle" smile was shaking hands tightly with the Creator Heavenly Venerable; the Sage Zhunti stood aside, nodding in agreement; and finally, the three of them looked at the camera side by side, grinning and giving the screen a fake smile.

(End of this chapter)