The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 110 The Soul Has a Price, the Games of All Races!

When the sky falls, tall people are needed to hold it up.

Are there any beings higher than the Witch Clan or Houtu?

It seems there aren't any more.

Before Feng Xi grows up to be able to stand on his own, he will eventually need someone to protect him from the wind and rain.

While secretly calculating in her mind, Feng Xi didn't show much on her face. She simply said to Yu Chen, "So that's how it is... The appearance of Reincarnation means either a major strategic victory for the Witch Clan or a major defeat for them?"

"More or less." Yu Chen nodded. "The Wu Clan hopes for the former; while the Demon Clan prefers the latter."

"At present, it seems to lean more towards the latter... After all, Houtu's identity is definitely a disadvantage."

"Once the demon race's platform is officially laid out in the open, forming a complete conflict between the lich and demon race... tsk tsk." Yu Chen shook his head violently, "If you were a member of the demon race, would you believe that the cycle of reincarnation opened by one of the enemy's supreme leaders is without hidden problems?"

"The entire primordial land is inhabited by either witches or demons, and the two races are still locked in a great war... Yet, the cycle of reincarnation opened by the Ancestral Witch Houtu actually took care of the demon race, their mortal enemies, allowing them to reincarnate?"

"If you were to say that this treatment was given by the emperor of the demon race, who pitied the myriad races under his rule and could not bear to see them perish, and thus opened the cycle of reincarnation... then it would make logical sense."

"The Ancestral Witch is messing around with reincarnation? She's not treating the right client!" Yu Chen curled his lip. "A simple deduction reveals a crisis of trust."

"That's why I say that Houtu's dream of reincarnation is a long and arduous journey, too difficult to realize, and involves too many struggles."

After listening, Feng Xi nodded repeatedly, acknowledging that Yu Chen's statement was not without merit.

After nodding, he raised a question: "Indeed, the personal accident insurance obligation of Lord Houtu's Reincarnation Company is now being resisted by many wealthy clients who do not want to buy this insurance because of the premium issue."

"However, even excluding these members, there is still a vast market in the primordial world!"

"I believe that the number of beings who cannot live forever is definitely trillions of times greater than that of the immortals!" Feng Xi said solemnly. "I think their attitude towards reincarnation is one of absolute yearning!"

"As long as Lady Houtu starts with them..."

"But is that easy?" Yu Chen said helplessly. "The reality is that the vast majority of these beings are represented by those immortals."

"As a result, the immortal beings have greatly increased their voice in the world, and they control more than half of the total power and wealth, which hinders the means by which the Ancestral Witch Houtu penetrates to the bottom level."

"Hey!" Yu Chen suddenly chuckled, "A soul, in fact, is a kind of wealth too!"

"If it weren't controlled by Houtu, but instead divided up by the immortals, how many outrageous schemes could they pull off?" He introduced some open secrets to Feng Xi, "First, they could create some evil magical artifacts, and souls would be the best material."

"Or, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth can have extraordinary spiritual effects on the soul."

"These are still relatively low-end methods. What about something more advanced?" Yu Chen laughed. "A master with foresight, patience, and the means to do so might play the game of raising 'gu' (a type of insect) to cultivate good henchmen for himself."

"Raising Gu poison? Hiring thugs?" Feng Xi thought of something.

"You know, the greatest terror lies between life and death, and it is this that can best unleash the potential of living beings' wisdom," Yu Chen said. "Then, how about throwing countless collected souls into a massive killing field game, letting them undergo life-or-death trials time and time again, and using the most insane selection method to forge out astonishing talents...?"

"Aren't you afraid of messing things up?" Feng Xi clicked his tongue. "The more amazing someone is, the easier it is to capsize them if you try to control them."

"Anyone who dares to do this has some skill, right? Some even have a powerful backer at the Great Luo level." Yu Chen spread his hands. "They're leashed from the very beginning. Rebellion? Not a chance."

"Nightmare Reincarnation, Endless Terror..." Feng Xi took a deep breath, "How come they're all so outstanding?"

From Yu Chen's account, he learned more about the bloodshed and cruelty of the prehistoric world, which seemed even more demonic than the large-scale captivity!

Once a soul is given value... too many people will flock to it, squeezing that value out for their own use!

"It's impossible not to show off..." Yu Chen said in a low voice, "The prehistoric world is so vast, with all kinds of civilizations flourishing... The longer you live, the more you see, and you can easily learn a thing or two and still have a blast."

"Precisely because the soul itself has value," he changed the subject, "that is why Houtu's reincarnation is still nowhere in sight."

"After all, forcing customers to pay is one thing, but then they also want to touch the cake... isn't that just unpopular?"

"Even the lowest beings would be more than willing to do so—they no longer care about the fate of their souls, because it has never been up to them. Entrusting it to Houtu is a thousand times better than letting it fall into the hands of those treacherous immortals."

"It's a pity that public opinion and propaganda are controlled by those with ulterior motives who interfere... deliberately suppressing or distorting the truth, so that the truth remains largely unknown to the world."

"If no one knows about it, how can we gain their support and endorsement?" Yu Chen said. "The upper and middle levels are resisting, and the lower levels are being misled... Hou Tu is eager to break this situation."

"Therefore, we now have the diplomatic mission we are shouldering." He spoke slowly, "Establishing resource exchange channels is one, and cooperating with regional Da Luo is another... But the most crucial hidden task is to directly engage with the grassroots, to convey the thoughts of our Wu tribe, and to allow those beings to establish a vivid, objective, and positive image of the Wu tribe in their hearts, thereby promoting the reincarnation strategy of the Houtu Ancestral Wu."

"This mission, though called 'hidden'... actually, the higher-ups on both the Lich and Demon sides are well aware of it, aren't they?" Feng Xi recalled their previous encounter, becoming even more certain of something. "If we go to carry it out, the Demon race will definitely try every means to sabotage it, won't they?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yu Chen nodded with a smile. "In this kind of clash of grand strategies, the game between the two Great Luo factions is almost entirely open from the beginning."

"Even if the secrets of heaven are blocked and cannot be seen through for a while... we can't stop thousands or tens of thousands of administrators from using underhanded tricks."

"What rebirth? What time travel? Just keep hinting and we'll expose all your secrets."

"In the end, the intrigues can no longer be openly discussed; it's all about overt strategies."

"Everyone knows what's going on. The remaining contest will be about who has the better skills, who can show off their skills more, and who can place their pieces and set up their strategy faster than the opponent can counter and expose their moves, thus crushing the opponent."

"Now that the Ancestral Witch has made her first move, the demon race probably won't remain indifferent... I reckon they've already laid a trap for us, right?" Yu Chen pondered for a moment, "No, not for us, but for you."

"After all, I'm not someone to be trifled with... I can call for backup at any time, and I have underhanded tricks up my sleeve." He pointed at Feng Xi and laughed. "Even if I get tricked, I can turn back time and pretend nothing happened."

As long as I reload the save before I mess up, I can pretend to have completed the game in one life!

"Those people probably won't waste their efforts on someone like me."

"You just can't do it!"

"A wild alt account abandoned by Emperor Yan is just a blank slate, with no privileges whatsoever... It's a true sore loser, having to fend off all the schemes and plots of the opponent."

"Even if you win a thousand times, you'll collapse if you lose just once... Tsk tsk!" Yu Chen clicked his tongue, making Feng Xi want to punch him. "Suddenly, I'm not envious of your leadership position anymore."

"..." Feng Xi's face darkened, unable to utter a single word.

"You have to work hard!" Yu Chen smiled, finishing the dragon meat in his hand. "As the easiest point to break through, you need to use your most amazing wisdom to truly defy the heavens!"

"We'll be there to support you... Go in peace!"

Feng Xi's eyes widened in anger, and a single word, which had been brewing in his mind for a long time, was finally uttered.

"Hold!"

"Do you think I'm that easy to bully?"

"Among the witch clan, a large group of guys are eyeing my position and are constantly trying to take it over. It seems like fate is against me."

"Now that they've escaped the main camp and survived a deadly ordeal, they've jumped into another fire pit?"

"Is fate plotting against me?"

Even a clay figure has a temper!

"Don't push me to my limit... I have no idea how terrifying I can be when I go crazy!"

Feng Xi said angrily, "Just you wait... I'll make those guys half-paralyzed sooner or later!"

He gritted his teeth, pulled out a small notebook from his pocket, his face contorted with rage, and sneered repeatedly, "I'm really no good at fighting. Facing Da Luo would just be suicide."

"But digging holes? I'm an expert at that!"

"I have a foolproof plan; I will set up a grand chessboard, a game of chess between heaven and earth!"

"Fate? So what if it's fate!"

"If they can't physically kill me, the chess player, then I'll find a thousand and one ways to disgust them to death!"

Feng Xi spoke with absolute certainty, and her confident demeanor made Yu Chen glance at her a few more times.

"Are you sure?" Yu Chen's expression was strange. "Don't let it turn out that all that effort went wrong, only to end up with a zero-for-five record?"

"I think even if you don't make a move, the involvement of some of the top strategists in the demon race will be more than you can handle."

"Di Jun, Fu Xi, Bai Ze... none of them are simple. Are you sure you can handle them?"

Feng Xi fell silent for a moment, realizing that she had perhaps spoken too definitively.

But it's okay, we may lose the game, but we won't lose face.

"So what if we can hold on? So what if we can't?" Feng Xi scoffed. "Can the situation get any worse?"

"Any achievement I make is a victory!"

"That's true." Yu Chen nodded, then raised an eyebrow. "I think I might understand why Houtu sent you here to serve as her leader."

"Oh?" Feng Xi glanced sideways.

"We'll try anything, even if it's a desperate situation." Yu Chen's eyes gleamed. "At least you've made a connection with the Yan Emperor, which to some extent reflects the Human Emperor's level of ability... Perhaps Houtu is also curious about the Five Heavenly Emperors of the Human Race, just how capable they are?"

"If we take an optimistic view, they're almost on par with the already revealed Azure Emperor Fuxi... then this game might actually be quite a fight!"

Yu Chen instantly perked up.

He has always paid close attention to the game of guessing the five Heavenly Emperors of the human race.

It's not just about their true identities, but also their strength and abilities.

On what basis can they act so arrogantly and domineeringly towards the ancestral witches?

Now, it seems there's an opportunity to witness the answer?

"Go for it, Feng Xi!" Yu Chen's eyes lit up. "You're representing Emperor Yan in this battle!"

"You carry the hopes of humanity on your shoulders... If you lose, you will be a huge stain on humanity's war against the demon race, and you will be forever nailed to the pillar of shame!"

"Pah!" Feng Xi stated directly, "Why are you putting such a accusation on me?"

"What do you mean by bearing the hopes of humanity, what about being a pillar of shame... That's all nonsense!"

"Humanity is self-reliant and has never fallen to the point where a single individual has to bear all the hopes. That kind of race is truly beyond saving."

"I've never been that important, and I would never choose to be that important..." Feng Xi said. "Just do your best."

"You have a good attitude," Yu Chen chuckled.

"Do what you can with your abilities... Even the Ancestral Witches didn't have a good solution, they could only take it one step at a time. Although I have some ideas that can annoy my opponents, I don't dare to be too complacent." Feng Xi rolled her eyes. "Once the dust settles and I win a great victory, I'll gloat for a while and spread the word that I'm the savior."

"We didn't win... let's just pretend nothing happened."

"Self-blame? Feeling ashamed and humiliated for failing while carrying hopes?"

"It doesn't exist!"

Feng Xi's voice was strong and clear, but what she said was a bit... well...

"Good news travels fast, but bad news stays hidden?" Yu Chen murmured, suddenly realizing that Feng Xi's bottom line seemed even more dangerous than he had imagined!

"That's called playing to your strengths and avoiding your weaknesses!" Feng Xi snorted twice. "By the way, my plan requires your cooperation."

"Cooperate with what?"

"To promote it!" Feng Xi's eyes sparkled. "I want to hold a super-large event right here in Kunlun Mountain!"

"Resources are manageable, but the manpower needed will require your hard work..."

"Wait... I want to ask something." Yu Chen raised a hand, interrupting Feng Xi, "How big is your super-large...?"

"Hey, it's not that exaggerated!" Feng Xi said casually.

"Our initial estimate is that it involves about 100,000 to 200,000 ethnic groups in the Kunlun Mountains, right?"

"You call that not an exaggeration?" Yu Chen gripped the hilt of his sword, staring at Feng Xi's forehead as if he wanted to slash it with his sword.

"Such a large-scale event is far beyond the capacity of our limited manpower."

"You guys are no good, but you have connections behind you, don't you?" Feng Xi rubbed his hands together. "At least make an effort!"

"Lady Houtu dispatched you diplomatic envoys, not expecting much, but merely laying the groundwork... but shouldn't you at least do what you can?"

"I'm not asking you to gather thugs to fight or do anything that risks your life... it's just selling a little bit of your labor."

"Disciples and followers...you must have quite a few people behind you, right?"

"..." Yu Chen remained silent, finally waving his hand helplessly, "Fine... what do you want to do?"

"Let's set up a stage—the first-ever All-Race Games of the Primordial World!"

(End of this chapter)