Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Looking again at Houtu, the rich and pure aura of Pangu's bloodline was almost identical to that of Zhurong and Gonggong.

However, its depth, profundity, and breadth far surpassed any of the ancestral witches they had encountered before.

The sense of oppression it exudes is even more direct and powerful than that of Nuwa.

The two Jinwu brothers exchanged a glance, both seeing deep apprehension and a hint of barely perceptible horror in each other's eyes.

Their arrogance and disdain for everything that arose from establishing the demon race, gaining merit, and breaking through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm were instantly cooled down as if doused with a bucket of ice water.

The waters of the primordial world are truly unfathomable, and the Wu tribe has so many hidden powerhouses. Nuwa and Houtu are both mysterious and unpredictable.

This subtly changed their mindset, leading them to observe and assess the true nature of the primordial world more cautiously.

As for Hongyun, in the eyes of Dijun and Taiyi, although he was also a quasi-saint, his aura was below that of the Three Pure Ones' clones, let alone compared to Nuwa and Houtu, making him undoubtedly the weakest one on the field.

If it weren't for his well-known reputation as a "good old man," he probably wouldn't have attracted much attention from them.

In an instant, eight powerful beings, at least Quasi-Saints and Hunyuan Golden Immortals, gathered outside the valley. The atmosphere was subtle and calm. They simply greeted each other and then fell silent, their eyes focused on the seemingly thin but actually integrated innate formation of Buzhou Mountain.

The Three Pure Ones appeared calm and composed, Nuwa and Houtu whispered and chuckled, Hongyun smiled warmly but her eyes flickered, and Dijun and Taiyi had solemn expressions as they pondered in silence.

As time passed, the spiritual energy above the valley began to fluctuate irregularly. The halo of the innate array sometimes brightened and sometimes dimmed, and the Daoist charm it emitted became more and more active and unstable.

Finally, at a seemingly ordinary moment, the entire valley suddenly trembled.

"boom---"

A deafening roar, seemingly originating from within Mount Buzhou, resounded. The primordial array that had enveloped the valley for countless millennia flickered violently a few times before collapsing like bubbles, transforming into countless points of light that slowly merged into the earth's veins of Mount Buzhou.

A vast, boundless, noble light, imbued with the aura of creation and creation, mixed with a strange Daoist rhythm that made everyone present's hearts race, soared into the sky from the depths of the now unobstructed valley.

The innate grand formation completely dissipated, the smoke and mist vanished, and the scene deep in the valley was no longer obscured, clearly presented before the eyes of the eight powerful beings at the Quasi-Saint and Primordial Golden Immortal realms.

What first catches the eye is not the imagined paradise or divine gold mine, but a magnificent vine rooted in the most central ley line of the valley, winding and clinging to the mountain wall.

The vines were a deep blue-green, with faint, mysterious Dao patterns flowing within them. They exuded an aura of vastness, antiquity, and shared origin with Mount Buzhou, and their quality seemed to subtly surpass the level of top-tier innate spiritual roots.

It is the legendary top-tier innate spiritual root, the "Innate Gourd Vine".

What's even more eye-catching is that on this thick and lush gourd vine, seven gourds of similar size, but with completely different colors, Taoist charm, and aura, are hanging in a staggered arrangement.

Each gourd was radiant and contained divine essence, emitting a fluctuation that reached the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

It is only because it is not yet fully mature, its spirituality is restrained, and its power is not yet manifest.

If it hadn't given birth to these seven gourds, this innate gourd vine might have reached the level of a chaotic spiritual root. But the sight of "seven treasures growing from a vine" at this moment undoubtedly shocked everyone present.

"The Innate Gourd Vine." Ancestor Hongyun exclaimed softly, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes.

Although he disliked fighting, he couldn't help but be tempted by such a precious treasure.

The eyes of the three Pure Ones' clones shone brightly, clearly indicating that each had a desired target.

Di Jun and Tai Yi's breathing became slightly rapid, and the True Fire of the Sun stirred within their bodies. Their gazes lingered on the gourd whose color matched that of the True Fire of the Sun.

However, after the initial shock and longing, everyone's gaze involuntarily and with awe turned to the two figures standing at the forefront: Nuwa and Houtu.

These two goddesses, who were present in person, possessed unfathomable auras. Houtu's body exuded the immense and heavy pressure of Pangu's bloodline, as heavy as the earth itself, while Nuwa's body emanated the profound and unpredictable Dao of Creation, seemingly containing infinite creative possibilities. Anyone who wanted to act rashly had to weigh their own weight.

Forcibly seizing it? Whoever strikes first will likely become the target of public criticism instantly, and may even incur the wrath of Houtu and Nuwa.

Of all those present, who was confident they could withstand the combined attack of these two, especially with the formidable and allied Three Pure Ones clones nearby, watching them with predatory intent?

In this subtle and oppressive silence, Houtu took a small step forward.

Houtu did not release any pressure, but the composure and grandeur that naturally emanated from her as the "landlord" of this place, the ancestral land of the Wu tribe, instantly attracted the attention of all the powerful beings.

Houtu's gaze calmly swept over the gourd vines and the seven magic gourds, her voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable decisiveness, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"The opportunity here was nurtured by Mount Buzhou, with a top-grade innate spiritual root and seven innate treasure gourds."

"Our Wu clan guards Mount Buzhou, inheriting the legacy of our Father God Pangu. This primordial gourd vine may have other uses for our Wu clan, and therefore should be taken by our Wu clan."

She paused, glanced at everyone, and continued, "As for these seven innate treasure gourds, since they were conceived by innate gourd vines, they have their own destiny."

"Our witch clan will no longer participate in the struggle. You may each take what you sow according to your own chance, what do you say?"

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a chill run down their spines.

They breathed a sigh of relief because Houtu, representing the Wu tribe, clearly stated that she only wanted the gourd vine and would give up the competition for the seven top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

This was undoubtedly a huge concession, and it instantly defused the most acute potential conflict.

After all, although the gourd vine is a top-grade innate spiritual root, its value, in the eyes of most people, may not be comparable to seven ready-made, immediately usable top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

A chill ran through him, because Houtu's words, though seemingly generous, actually set boundaries and subtly implied a desire to maintain order and prevent conflict from erupting on the spot.

Anyone who dares to act recklessly and forcibly take things from her will have to think twice before facing the iron fist of Houtu.

"good."

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, Ancestral Witch, your righteousness is lofty."

"That's exactly right."

Everyone chimed in with respectful words; there was nothing they could do, the situation was beyond their control.

With Houtu and Nuwa, who was clearly on Houtu's side, present, no one dared to object.

Even the proud and arrogant Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Yuan Shi wisely remained silent at this moment, acquiescing to this distribution plan.

"In that case, let's begin." Houtu nodded slightly and took a step back, standing shoulder to shoulder with Nuwa, giving up the "stage".

All eyes were once again focused on the seven magic gourds, and the atmosphere became subtle and tense again.

While you can't forcibly take things, "each according to their own chance" also means that the order and choices may have their own significance.

The first to act was Taiqing Laozi's clone. His expression remained indifferent, as if what was in front of him was not a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, but an ordinary spiritual herb.

His gaze slowly swept over the seven gourds, finally settling on the purple gourd that was enveloped in primordial purple energy, exuding a restrained Daoist charm, and faintly conveying the power to contain all things and refine Yin and Yang.

"This item is destined for me."

Taiqing Laozi uttered a few calm words and raised his hand to make a feint towards the purple gourd.

Strangely enough, the purple gourd seemed to understand the summons. With a slight tremor, it broke free from the gourd vine's restraints, transformed into a beam of purple light, and landed steadily in the hand of Taiqing Laozi's avatar.

It felt slightly heavy upon contact with his hand, and a Daoist aura emanated from it. A hint of satisfaction flashed in Taiqing Laozi's eyes as he put it away. He then retreated to the side without saying a word, as if he had completed a routine task.

"A purple gourd." Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly as he recognized the origin of this treasure, and he became secretly wary of its ability to refine and contain it.