Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 44 Hongjun: What does it mean that the Witch Clan is going to attack the Demon Court?

"That's right."

Nuwa, now fully aware of the situation, looked at Dijun and Yinu with clear eyes.

"Congratulations to both of you fellow cultivators."

Nuwa then explained the time for the celestial marriage ceremony.

"Can I also gain merit?"

Di Jun's eyes lit up.

"Hahaha, alright, then I'll return to the Demon Court now to prepare."

Di Jun said impatiently.

"Fellow Daoists, you can stabilize your cultivation here first and digest what you have learned from listening to the Dao. Once my invitation arrives, you must come up to participate in my wedding banquet with Yi Nu."

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Di Jun."

"Congratulations----"

Di Jun was overjoyed and wanted to take Yi Nu to heaven to prepare for their wedding.

Suddenly, he was blocked by eight arms.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, what is this—"

Houtu, hands clasped, asked, "Dijun, what about the blood food you promised me last time? Have you cultivated any that are delicious and can also increase wisdom?"

Dijun gets excited whenever this is mentioned, because he has really gained something from it.

"It's already being cultivated for tens of thousands of years. I estimate that Fellow Daoist Houtu will be able to taste it after this ascent to heaven. The taste will definitely make Fellow Daoist Houtu addicted."

At this point, Di Jun's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. "However, we have truly failed to cultivate blood food that can increase intelligence. It seems impossible. Perhaps the only one that can increase intelligence was eaten by Fellow Daoist Houtu last time."

"snort."

Zhu Rong squeezed through and said nonchalantly, "What can't you do? I think it's your skills that are lacking."

"How about this, you get some good varieties and let us cultivate them. Buzhou Mountain is a good place, and our Wu tribe has excellent craftsmanship, so we can definitely do it."

Gonggong squeezed in at this moment, saying, "Tch, what do those demons know about species?"

"In my opinion, taking advantage of this celestial marriage ceremony, our entire witch clan should ascend to heaven and personally select some species to bring down. What do you think?"

The other Ancestral Witches wiped their mouths and stared at Di Jun with shining eyes.

They were really tempted when Houtu came back and said that the Demon Court was like a buffet.

Each step involves a different kind of blood food they've never eaten before. If they fancy a demon, they simply order the unintelligent members of its tribe to be slaughtered on the spot. The blood they scalds their mouths so badly that it must be incredibly high-class blood food.

This scene sounds so exciting, I have to go up and see it for myself.

Di Jun hesitated, not because he couldn't let the Wu Clan ascend to heaven.

The main issue is that, according to the Wu tribe, the demon race's position seems a bit strange.

But considering that this was a marriage to witness the heavens, and given that the Wu clan was known for being brainless, Di Jun nodded.

"Alright, brothers, come up and join the fun. I'll have the Ten Great Demon Generals entertain you great witch brothers."

Qingyi Dojo.

In the small world.

"Thank you for your guidance, sir."

Qingyi casually enlightened the two innate spiritual roots, naming them Pushing Clouds and Parting Clouds.

Life is an indispensable part of the world.

Qingyi's small world is not yet capable of generating life on its own, so he captured many creatures near Buzhou Mountain.

"You two, you must take good care of this place from now on."

Qingyun patted the two children on the head.

"Yes, sir!"

Pushing the clouds and parting the clouds, they respectfully bowed.

Qing Yi nodded and disappeared.

As time goes by, those who push aside the clouds discover that the world is constantly changing.

It's as if the world in my eyes is becoming clearer and clearer, and also seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Unseen by them, in the starry sky, Qingyi was perfecting the grand formation.

"The Zhou Tian Star Array originally had a simple base. After I finished my sermon, I unexpectedly had an inspiration."

Qingyi casually moved the stars.

With each fluctuation, a mysterious aura flashes across the entire world, and it also grows slightly larger.

After an unknown amount of time, Qingyi looked at his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

With a flash, he appeared directly in the primordial chaos.

"It's too outdated for me to manually replenish spiritual energy. Let's try the conversion now."

Qingyi summoned the Chaos Pearl, and instantly a violent surge of chaotic energy began to flow into the small world.

The grand array in the small world's starry sky began to operate.

In an instant, the spiritual energy within the area materialized, with a concentration far exceeding that of the primordial world.

"Not bad, this formation is powerful. It seems the world is still too small, and my control over the laws is still insufficient."

Qingyi put away the Chaos Pearl and returned to the Primordial World.

"Um?"

Qingyi felt as if an eye was watching him from all directions.

It also seemed to carry a hint of anger.

"The Way of Heaven?"

Qingyi knew that he was no match for the Heavenly Dao at present, as there was a gap of one great realm between them.

Qingyi didn't know how Hongjun dared to plot against the Heavenly Dao when he was still a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Perhaps it wasn't that Hongjun wanted to, but rather that he had no other choice at the time.

Anyway, Qingyi wants to take a more cautious approach.

Therefore, he still did not restore his original form, nor did he seek trouble with Hongjun.

"Feeling sorry for Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

Qingyi understood the meaning of Heaven's attention, but unfortunately, he wouldn't give away what he had in his hands.

"Summon Hongjun!"

Qingyi's lips curled into a smile.

"Qingyi, the will of Heaven is predetermined, and even sages cannot interfere. Don't go too far."

Hongjun's voice reached Qingyi's ears.

"A saint? I'm not a saint."

Qingyi knew that Hongjun was referring to the Wu tribe, who were still active near Buzhou Mountain.

The conflict with the demon race was so minor that it didn't even reach the ears of Di Jun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

This naturally wouldn't affect the relationship between Di Jun and the Ancestral Witches.

"But don't worry, I'm too lazy to get involved. Just wait and see, the Witch Clan is about to storm the Demon Court."

Qingyi left a message and returned to Pangu Mausoleum.

He still has a lot of accumulated knowledge that he hasn't fully digested.

Upon re-entering the small world, this time, the laws of the small world are gradually being perfected.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun was in a state of disarray.

"What do you mean by 'the Witch Clan has attacked the Demon Court'?"

"What is Di Jun doing? How could he allow the Witch Clan to invade the Demon Court?!"

Hongjun panicked a little; he didn't think Qingyi would joke about something like this.

"Is the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation really that terrifying? Or is there some other backup plan?"

Hongjun, connected to the Heavenly Dao, had long foreseen the Wu Clan's combined summoning of Pangu's true form.

However, what we see is ultimately incomplete, and we cannot determine the power of Pangu's true form.

"With Qingyi's help, I'm afraid Dijun's Star Chart of Preaching might not be enough to stop the Witch Clan!"

The more Hongjun thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

He wanted a lose-lose situation, not for one side to be completely wiped out.

"Let's pause the Dao Integration process. I need to focus on the demon race; we can't let them be wiped out."

Hongjun conveyed his message to the Heavenly Dao.

someday.

Heavenly virtues suddenly descended upon the primordial world.

Nuwa's declaration to the Heavenly Dao resounded throughout the primordial continent.

"A heavenly marriage?"

In the West, Jieyin and Zhunti looked on with envy at the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

Why didn't they invite us this time?

Over the years, Zhunti has been helping Jieyin heal his wounds and then preaching to Jieyin.

So there was no time to go to Buzhou Mountain to cause trouble for Nuwa.

But unexpectedly, Nuwa caused another big incident.

Most importantly, last time when the Demon Court was established, they were called upon, but now that he's a Quasi-Saint, why aren't they being addressed?

"No, brother, we have to go even if they don't call us. We absolutely can't miss this opportunity."

Zhunti couldn't sit still any longer. The thought of all the magical treasures over there made him even more restless.

"Hold on a minute."

Jieyin looked distressed. "Zhunti, Nuwa now possesses merits; can we really still harm her?"

"And I suppose the reason they didn't call us is because of what happened to them last time."

Zhunti was taken aback, then shook his head.

"Brother, you're mistaken. Nuwa's magical treasures are destined for me. How can they blame me for taking action last time?"

"And this little bit of merit doesn't matter; what I want is something that is destined for me."

In order to heal the wounds of the guide, all the spiritual roots accumulated over the years have been used up.

The two are so poor they're practically wetting themselves. All Zhunti wants is to get rich; nothing else matters.