The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 12 Teachings, Idle Chess

"I have some advice for you."

You can listen, or you can choose not to listen.

Looking at the fierce battle in the distance, Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch, spoke leisurely to Feng Xi.

"I'll listen... I'll definitely listen!" Feng Xi nodded hurriedly.

"When you have time, visit the Witch Clan's library more often," Dijiang said with a smile. "It would be best if you could apply for a position there and try to climb up to the position of library administrator."

"???" Feng Xi was completely confused by his words.

"Well... uh, haven't we, the Great Witch Clan, already achieved information and data networking?" he stammered. "No matter what the data is, it's all backed up in the database... and there are also keyword searches and the like, making it easy and quick to find things."

"Why go to the library?"

Is it necessary?

Feng Xi was genuinely puzzled.

What level of civilization does the Wu tribe currently possess?

The carrier of information has been upgraded to its limit, and there is no need for a physical entity to bear it.

"Indeed... generally speaking, it's as you said," Dijiang said casually. "But you also have to understand."

"Some things, considering the face and image of the top experts, everyone can only portray them as virtuous and righteous... How can we upload some secrets hidden in the dust of time to the internet?"

"If it's uploaded, it will be subjected to a terrible dimensional reduction attack in the next moment... There might even be ancestral witches directly filtering the information and erasing it into nothingness."

Feng Xi looked horrified.

This time he understood.

I really understood.

Within the library of the Wu tribe, amidst the vast and complex collection of books, lies some information that cannot be revealed to the public.

That is a record of the events that occurred on the path of the rise of one innate saint and one great Luo emperor in an ancient era!

Were these ancient and powerful supreme beings from the primordial universe truly so holy, flawless, and of the highest moral character and virtue along their journey?

The so-called historical trajectory and truth of time that are passed down by word of mouth and are generally accepted... What about the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity, what about the Dao and Demon Calamity, is it really that simple?

Behind the scenes, who is playing the game? Who is making the moves?

These things are impossible to see in the outside world... They have all been erased and deposited at the very bottom of the river of time.

Below the Great Luo, it is almost impossible to touch or explore.

Perhaps the only exception lies within this witch clan, buried in some unknown corner.

"Gurgle."

Feng Xi swallowed hard.

"This is too dangerous... Some of the content, the dark history of the gods, is not something a lowly wizard like me should know."

"What if you die from 'knowing too much'..." he said with a sigh, "wouldn't that be even worse?"

"But this is also your only chance to seize your destiny...isn't it?" Dijiang Zuwu's words were like the whisper of a devil. "Only by understanding the secrets of the past can you sort out the general trend of this primordial world."

"Only by understanding the general trend can one make the right choices at crucial moments."

"Finally, before being easily crushed for knowing too much, become a new player and escape the deadlock."

"I have attained the Great Luo Realm!" Di Jiang declared, "and will condense a primordial, indestructible spiritual light, thus achieving eternal freedom throughout endless time and space..."

"At this point, no matter how powerful a great supernatural being is, none of those so-called saints, quasi-saints, or heavenly principles you think of can completely destroy you."

"After the long passage of time, there will eventually be a day of revival—this is an achievement recognized by Pangu, and an ironclad rule of the game in the primordial world!"

It has to be admitted that Feng Xi was smitten.

At that very moment, Dijiang placed a new bet.

Do you want to return to your hometown?

"Ascend to the Great Luo realm, then it's up to you."

"..." Feng Xi struggled for a moment, then gave up.

He looked up, his voice hoarse, "Why...why did you tell me these secrets?"

"Because..." Dijiang smiled, "Although there are reasons why those guys were pushed out to take the blame, the fact that you've somehow become the core of their group of nine... isn't that interesting?"

"I might as well just play a random move against you."

"I'm very curious—what kind of surprise will you give me in the end?"

"Even if you fail halfway through, I won't suffer much loss; it'll just be a waste of my energy on a few words."

He spoke frankly, revealing his purpose to Feng Xi without any concealment.

The player makes a seemingly insignificant move, anticipating Fengxi's future performance.

Feng Xi wasn't angry—for someone like him, with no background, no backing, and no connections, being considered useful by others wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

He's not afraid of being a pawn; what he fears is having no value even as a pawn.

Besides, time goes by, and what does it matter if a piece is just a pawn? There's always a day when it can step out of the game and become a player.

"Thank you for your guidance and cultivation, Lord Dijiang." Feng Xi bowed solemnly. "From now on, I will obey any orders without hesitation, even at the cost of my life!"

"Would you die ten thousand times without hesitation?" Dijiang shook his head. "You seem quite confident... If you could die ten thousand times and still rise from the dead, you'd be a Grand Luo Immortal even if you weren't one."

Feng Xi gave an awkward smile.

To be honest, he was just saying it offhand.

"If you encounter any confusion or doubt in the future, you can come to my office for advice—if I'm not busy at the time," said Dijiang Zuwu calmly. "Let me see how far you can go."

"If possible, suppress one of my rivals."

"I really want to see... that person get carried away and then trip and fall, going berserk and going berserk."

"How interesting would that be?"

Dijiang Zuwu's face showed an extremely wicked expression; just looking at him... he was no good person.

Feng Xi did not respond.

Even the Ancestral Witches considered him a formidable enemy, so how could he possibly have the right to utter such arrogant words now?

He simply kept a low profile and concealed his presence, while turning his head to look at the distant battlefield, where an incredibly fierce battle was taking place!

The nine pairs of powerful individuals all appeared to be at the True Immortal level.

But Feng Xi had no doubt that even a Golden Immortal would be torn to pieces into millions of pieces without any suspense if they faced them!

Every move, every style, exudes an unparalleled sense of harmonious beauty, as if the supreme and flawless Dao has descended.

Every move he made was enough for Feng Xi to ponder for a long time, and he still couldn't fully understand its mysteries.

Because, whenever he thought he had mastered everything, the powerful opponents he faced would respond in ways that surprised him... After repeatedly comparing and verifying, and deducing millions and tens of millions of moves in his mind, he finally managed to understand the deeper mysteries hidden within.

"High level of cultivation is truly remarkable," Feng Xi sighed softly. "Various far-sighted ideas..."

It's like playing a game of chess.

The moves are made in a small space, and the victory is won in the invisible.

If you can calculate the overall trend of the game five moves from now, someone with higher skill can calculate a thousand moves, or even ten thousand moves... Is there any point in playing?

(End of this chapter)