“Then, we will respectfully accept your offer.”
Fuxi agreed to Dijun and Taiyi's request, bringing his sister along to join the Demon race camp.
Their titles: Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa.
In the original trajectory, the Demon race and the Wu tribe were supposed to fight each other to the death, and the Immortal Court was just a minor character casually crushed by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the later stages. However, with Xuanjian's intervention, the Wu tribe had been quite peaceful during this period.
They only operated in the vicinity of Mount Zhou.
The Demon race also knew that area was the Wu tribe's territory, so they did not mess around there.
As the two races did not cross paths, they naturally lived in peace.
...
Five yuanhui passed, and Xuanjian emerged from his closed-door cultivation.
His Essence Soul cultivation had not progressed, but his physical body had made a sudden breakthrough from the early stage of the Fourth Revolution to the early stage of the Fifth Revolution!
His physical strength was now comparable to an early stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal!
Moreover, while absorbing the three drops of Pangu Essence Blood and comprehending Pangu's Dao rhythm, Xuanjian had grasped a vague opportunity.
He speculated that this opportunity should be related to the Great Dao of Strength!
However, the spark of insight was too small, and Xuanjian failed to truly comprehend the laws of the Great Dao of Strength.
He felt deeply regretful about this.
“If I could absorb another three drops of Pangu Essence Blood, I would definitely be able to comprehend the Great Dao of Strength!”
Xuanjian thought to himself, then sighed, “But how could Pangu Essence Blood be so easily obtained? Without the system, I might have spent my entire life without finding even a single drop.”
“Since I can't start with Pangu Essence Blood... I have to think of other ways.”
Beside the heavenly pool, sitting in the center of the Purifying White Lotus, Xuanjian fell into deep thought. Aside from Pangu Essence Blood, what else could allow him to comprehend Pangu's Dao rhythm and grasp the Great Dao of Strength?
He could not think of anything for the moment.
So, Xuanjian decided to end his seclusion.
He pinched his fingers to deduce the heavenly secrets and discovered that another five yuanhui had passed.
There were about three yuanhui left before the Dao Ancestor's second sermon.
“Oh?”
Seeing the major events that had occurred in the past, Xuanjian could not help but laugh. “Is the Wu-Demon Tribulation going to turn into an Immortal-Demon Tribulation?”
The Immortal-Demon Tribulation he spoke of naturally referred to the conflict between the Immortal Court and the Demon race.
In this tribulation, the protagonists were supposed to be the Wu and Demon races, with the Immortal Court playing a mere supporting role.
Yet, under Xuanjian's influence, the Wu-Demon Tribulation was showing a clear trend of becoming an Immortal-Demon Tribulation instead.
“Regardless of which tribulation it is, it's not a good thing for my Dao of Commerce.”
“Why can't everyone just live in harmony and make money together?”
“Honestly, every single one of them has to fight to the death.”
Shaking his head, Xuanjian stepped off the Twelve-Petaled Purifying White Lotus.
Upon his emergence, his two attendants, Zhaobao and Nazhen, came forward to greet him and report.
“Welcome back, master.”
“Yes.”
Xuanjian nodded.
“Master,” Zhaobao reported, “about one yuanhui ago, the Ancestral Witches of the Wu tribe came looking for you. However, you were in seclusion at the time, so they went back first.”
Nazhen added, “The Ancestral Witches instructed us to inform them once you emerged. They should be arriving soon.”
As soon as his voice fell, the space-time outside Fangzhang Immortal Island distorted, and the river of time faintly appeared. Twelve figures as powerful as gods and demons stepped out from the river of time, their blurry silhouettes becoming clear.
It was indeed the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Sensing their auras, Xuanjian discovered that they actually possessed cultivation now!
All of them were at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.
Compared to the current version of power scaling, it was not exceptionally strong, but... for the Ancestral Witches, this was definitely a monumental leap forward!
Having cultivation meant they had birthed Essence Souls.
With their formidable natural talent, using all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to assist their cultivation, raising their Essence Soul realms would be a piece of cake.
“Hahaha!”
Before the figures even reached his gates, Xuanjian heard Dijiang's hearty and boisterous voice: “Brother Xuanjian, we heard you emerged from seclusion! We came specifically to congratulate you! Hahaha!”
Standing at the peak of Mount Tianzhu, Xuanjian waved his hand to open the gateway in the Innate Formation. Once the Ancestral Witches flooded in, the gate closed behind them.
“I should be the one congratulating you instead,” Xuanjian said with a smile as he cupped his hands. “It seems you have successfully cultivated Essence Souls. Congratulations, congratulations.”
“Hahaha! This is all thanks to your guidance, Brother Xuanjian. Otherwise, we wouldn't have obtained Father Pangu's essence blood.”
“Truth be told, having an Essence Soul and cultivation is indeed convenient, haha! Though it's still a bit inferior to our physical bodies.”
“Brother Xuanjian, we heard you founded a merchant guild. But the last time we visited, your guild only had two members. Do you need our Wu tribe's help?”
As the Ancestral Witches gathered around Xuanjian, they spoke excitedly and endlessly.
Particularly when mentioning Xuanjian's Treasure Vault Merchant Guild, Zhurong volunteered to send all the youngsters of his tribe to help Xuanjian sell goods.
Upon hearing this, Xuanjian immediately replied, “There's no need to trouble the brothers of the Wu tribe with such trivial work that requires no skill.”
“You're too polite, brother,” Gonggong said, generously slapping his chest. “We're buddies, what's there to be polite about?”
Xuanjian's lips twitched. He thought to himself, “We're buddies, so do you really have to force me to say out loud that the Wu tribe is absolutely not cut out for business?”
But on the surface, he said, “If you really want to help, you can have them handle security and cargo escort duties for my merchant guild.”
“Hahaha, then it's settled! The Arch-Witches of my Gonggong tribe are definitely more reliable than those of Zhurong's tribe,” Gonggong laughed heartily.
However, these words immediately displeased Zhurong: “Nonsense!”
Gonggong: “It's the truth!”
Zhurong: “I think you're itching for a beating.”
Gonggong: “If you're not convinced, let's fight!”
Even though they now possessed Essence Souls, the performance of this fire-and-water duo did not disappoint.
Xuanjian: “Stop arguing, don't fight anymore.”
“Hmph!”
Both of them snorted simultaneously.
After some more idle chat, Houtu took the initiative to bring up their main purpose.
“Brother Xuanjian, when we parted before, you said you had a way to solve our Wu tribe's survival crisis.”
“At the time, I wondered: our Wu tribe hunts across the lands and terrifies the entire Honghuang. How could we possibly face a crisis of survival?”
“Before, I didn't understand.”
“But now, I do.”
“You're worried that our Wu tribe's excessive slaughter will burden us with too much karma, drawing Heaven's wrath and dragging us deep into a tribulation, eventually following in the tragic footsteps of the three clans of the Dragon-Han era, right?”
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