The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 127 The Demon Clan's Plot, the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince

The King of Great Swords.

That's not exactly a flattering title.

Otherwise, the two ancestral witches, Houtu and Xuanming, wouldn't have avoided it so much and instead pinned the blame on Feng Xi so firmly.

—Whoever comes up with the idea, executes it!

Feng Xi could roughly imagine that scene...

"My achievements will last for a thousand ages, and will be sung throughout the heavens!"

"Yes, yes, your contributions to dual cultivation are unparalleled!"

"I have attained the Great Luo Realm, wielding the power of Heaven and upholding the Dao; few can compare!"

"Yes, yes, yes, everyone has seen your efforts in enriching the entertainment and leisure culture of all living beings in the prehistoric world—King of the Great Sword!"

……

Just thinking about this scenario made Feng Xi feel like her mental state was on the verge of collapse.

He looked at Houtu helplessly and pitifully, trying to move his superior with his sincere gaze so that he wouldn't be pushed into the fire.

However, Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, simply expressed her opinion, "Fengxi, after some simple consideration, I believe this task is best suited for you."

"Just go for it, don't hesitate!"

"I'll handle the negotiations with Sanqing for you... What a rare opportunity for experience!"

"Why are you being so modest and refusing?"

"You should think of yourself as a brick... go wherever the organization needs you!"

"Feng Xi, I believe in you!"

Houtu, the ancestral witch, encouraged him relentlessly, personally placing this heavy responsibility on Fengxi's shoulders.

In response, Feng Xi struggled incessantly, making "woo-woo" sounds, and reacted violently.

Houtu listened intently, then nodded with satisfaction. "Fengxi, you are truly a good comrade. You are so overjoyed and excited about the organization's appointment, so eager that you are even speechless with excitement... I am very pleased!"

The Ancestral Witch sighed, "These days, there are very few subordinates who are both loyal and capable."

"Alright then..." Houtu pondered for a moment, "If you handle this matter well and stabilize the situation on Kunlun Mountain, the National Games can be held as scheduled."

"Then, I can completely ignore the matter of you taking kickbacks here... If anyone reports you again in the future, I'll send it back—you're accepting bribes under orders!"

"What do you think of these as a reward for your abilities and achievements?"

With a smile in her eyes, Houtu leisurely painted a grand picture of Fengxi's future prospects.

The effect is remarkable.

Feng Xi, who had been quite agitated, instantly quieted down, and a look of hesitation and deep thought began to flicker on his face.

"Of course, if you disagree... I can consider sending someone else..." Houtu whispered like a demon.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

Before Houtu could finish speaking, Fengxi nodded repeatedly, her movements even leaving afterimages.

Clearly, he has made his decision.

agree!

You absolutely must agree!

Practical benefits are the most important thing.

As for integrity and such, you can leave it on the ground for a while.

We can pick it up again when we have the chance later!

What are some old sayings like?

Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles!

A man who can bend and stretch!

No rainbow appears without rain!

Feng Xi actively fed herself pep talks, convincing her instincts and subconscious to spontaneously lower her moral standards.

Isn't he the King of Greatswords?

He did it!

"At worst, when we become stronger, we can just distribute this reputation, find someone to take the blame, and that'll be the end of it, fooling the lower classes."

"If I'm lucky enough to reach the pinnacle of power, I'll take a weapon and visit each of those in the know, killing them if they disagree!"

Feng Xi thought viciously.

Of course, during this dream, he selectively ignored the biggest insider—Hou Tu.

This is a formidable obstacle that is very difficult to overcome.

Its sturdiness is like that of Mount Buzhou.

It is almost indestructible.

"It's truly admirable that you possess such a courageous and responsible mindset." Houtu, unaware of Fengxi's inner turmoil, praised him with satisfaction, and simultaneously lifted the magical seal on his mouth, no longer silencing him. "Our Wu tribe is precisely lacking in backbone members like you!"

"If everyone were like you, Feng Xi, how could my Witch Clan not defeat the Demon Clan and seize the final victory?"

The ancestral witch was filled with emotion.

"You flatter me, Lady Houtu." Feng Xi looked as if she had swallowed a bitter pill, her expression a mixture of sorrow and bitterness. Unfortunately, she was no match for her superior's strength and couldn't resist his ruthless exploitation. Instead, for the sake of that pitiful little bit of money, she could only silently endure it…

"Sacrificing the present and one's principles for a better future is inevitable... Things will definitely get better in the future..."

Feng Xi reassured himself, his expression gradually softening. "Your subject Feng Xi will certainly live up to Your Majesty's expectations and resolve the Kunlun matter satisfactorily!"

"It's good that you have this intention, very good indeed!" Houtu nodded. "However, please be cautious."

The Ancestral Witch waved slightly, signaling Feng Xi to follow her out of the hall used for interrogations and onto the flight back to Kunlun.

Along the way, Houtu kept admonishing them, "There have been constant troubles in Kunlun Mountain lately. In order to ruin the pure and kind reputation of my Wu clan, those cunning and wicked strategists of the demon clan have gone to any lengths."

"Besides Da Tou's promiscuous relationships, he also wants to drag us into the internal racial conflicts of the demon race, attempting to make our witch race a target for diverting attention."

"They want the middle class, who exploit and oppress the lower classes, to resist our meddling; they want the lower classes, who place their hopes in our witch clan, to experience the transition from hope to despair, and ultimately hate us even more..."

"The normal methods are unlikely to be effective in dealing with the deep-seated contradictions within the demon race. So we might as well take a different approach and use hatred and loathing to build a unified front against the witch race..."

Standing beside the celestial boat, Houtu solemnly declared, "These things are just the beginning, not the end."

"When you get back, be careful and mentally prepared... As the demon race begins to exert its power, all sorts of insidious and unethical ideas will emerge, and you'll encounter all kinds of schemes."

"Mount Kunlun has become the largest vortex in the entire primordial world!"

"Our headquarters will provide overall support and play the game of fate, but as the main person in charge there, you must not be negligent."

"I understand!" Feng Xi replied. "Your Majesty need not worry. The demon race has exhausted all their schemes to carry out such a plot!"

"Trying to use my tribe as a target and play the witch tribe threat theory, aren't you afraid of shooting yourself in the foot!"

"My lord, witness how I can manipulate events with a flick of my wrist, suppressing the demon race and forcing them to reap what they sow!"

"Oh?" Houtu looked at Fengxi's boastful appearance with amusement, but did not scold or expose him. "Then I'll wait and see your performance."

"A well-acted performance! I, the Emperor, will reward you handsomely!"

……

"This is complete chaos!"

"This is complete chaos!"

Around a large round table sat a group of elite junior shamans, and Hou Gang could be heard sighing repeatedly, "Everything has been in chaos ever since that Danshen dog died at our visit site!"

"Damn, do they really think we're perfect saints? Wearing a righteous template on your body and a saintly halo on your head?"

"Why should our witch clan interfere with the cruel and bloody exploitation and oppression within their own demon race?"

"Other groups confine and raise them, drink their blood, and cut off their flesh, so why don't they risk their lives to resist... and place all their hopes on us?"

"They have absolutely no spirit of resistance; they just wait for others to come to their aid!"

"But putting aside our manpower shortage and whether we can even manage it, if we actually try to manage it, we won't see much benefit, and we'll only expose the dark side behind it... We'll be met with unanimous hostility from the vested interests, which is inappropriate!"

In the conference room, Hou Gang kept grumbling.

"But we can't just say we're not going to do anything about it, can we?" Xiling shook her head. "After all, the timing of this incident is just too awkward."

"The incident at the training platform already put us in a rather passive position, with a large group of misled beings viewing the Wu Clan through tinted glasses... Now this has happened, directly targeting the image of the Wu Clan that we promoted—that they inherit the will of the Great God Pangu and have the responsibility to rule the primordial world and nurture all living beings."

Since it is about nurturing all living beings.

So when someone comes to you complaining about their grievances... can you just say, "I don't care"?

If that's the case, then the last fig leaf has been torn away.

The little witches present all felt a headache coming on.

"If all else fails, we'll go all out!" Hou Gang gritted his teeth. "Change strategy!"

"O oppressed demon race of the entire primordial world... it's time to rise up!"

"We, the Witch Clan, will fight against heaven and earth, liberate all oppressed and exploited tribes, and shatter the shackles of the demon race's food chain!"

Hou Gang, in a fit of rage, uttered a shocking statement that made every single shaman present turn pale.

"Don't do anything reckless!" Qingxuan hissed.

"I didn't just make this up!" Hou Gang retorted. "Isn't this precisely the founding principle of our Witch Clan?"

"I'm not satisfied with the rules of this era!"

"In any case, when the war finally breaks out, we will definitely raise the banner I mentioned, raising a grand and righteous army to conquer the heavens and slay the wicked!"

"But this is not the right time!" Yu Chen said solemnly, his expression much more serious and solemn than before, as if he were not the same person. "In the current situation of the world, the spark has not yet matured, and the overall situation has not yet unfolded."

"Our witch clan has not yet established a complete and unified alliance. If we rashly start an uprising, we will only fall into the predicament of fighting alone, extinguishing the spark that could change the world before it even ignites!"

"Yes! That's exactly right!" Boyang agreed with Yu Chen's statement. "We need to wait patiently, proceed step by step... When the right opportunity arrives, we'll sound the horn of resistance!"

"I'm afraid that if things continue like this, the horn will never sound." Hou Gang rolled his eyes. "The leaders of both the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are aware of their ideological differences, and they are both well aware of this."

"If the demon race gains an advantage here in Kunlun and gets a taste of success, they might replicate that elsewhere... Just thinking about that situation is enough to give me a headache."

"A single hair can affect the whole situation!"

"It still won't work." Xiling tapped the table. "Too radical, too risky, the probability of failure is too high!"

"If the Lich and Demon races were to go to war at this time, a certain representative of the Heavenly Dao would be laughing all the way to the bank... The Ancestral Witches have considered this among themselves."

"Unless we completely restrain that one and prevent him from interfering in the battlefield, it will be time for our witch army to move out."

"Before this, we could only rely on our status as the rightful successor of Pangu to deal with him indirectly, making this great minister of the power of heaven and earth wary of us."

"But this caution is predicated on the premise that we cannot be too 'immoral'... We have already provided enough of this immoral excuse to start a war."

Pangu, the primordial chaos, the Way of Heaven, all living beings.

This is a very complicated relationship.

Let's draw an analogy.

Pangu was the founding emperor.

The primordial era was a dynasty.

All living beings are my subjects.

The Heavenly Dao has the responsibility of managing the primordial world, and the three thousand Great Luos and three thousand Heavenly Wills are all officials within it.

Among them, the supreme being who directly represents the will of Heaven is the Prime Minister!

The prime minister holds great power.

If the power of the prime minister is strong, it can even diminish the authority of the emperor.

In this world, Pangu is nowhere to be found... which is equivalent to the late emperor kicking away.

In terms of power, it will be temporarily managed by the Prime Minister—Hongjun, the representative of Heaven's Way—until the Crown Prince comes of age and the power is returned to him.

But is it really that easy?

The prime minister harbored a crooked thought and shouted, "How can there be a prime minister with immeasurable eons?" He was constantly thinking about getting the crown prince to abdicate.

The crown prince—a member of the Wu clan—of course refused.

Holding the late emperor's will, he solemnly declared that the treacherous officials should die, for he was the rightful heir!

Thus, the dynasty split into two, and the civil and military officials each took sides.

Some followed the prime minister and regarded his governing philosophy as the ultimate guide.

Some followed the prince, chanting that Pangu was the greatest, and resolutely embarked on the path of fighting against the treacherous minister.

The conflict between the two sides is the root of a major calamity.

At present, the Crown Prince is weak, his arms and legs are thin and small, and he sees the great momentum that the Prime Minister has built up - suppressing the rebel leader Luo Hou and establishing heavenly rules and laws, and he knows that he can't beat him.

It's best to play it safe for now.

Since the goal is to maintain stability, it's not advisable to take a direct and forceful approach.

There can be games, but real, bloody battles...

just forget it.

west Ling interpreted the Ancestral Witch's thoughts as a helpless consideration of reality, urging Hou Gang not to act too impulsively.

"When will it be truly time for a great showdown, when we've locked the representative of the Heavenly Dao in a cage?" Xi Ling shook her head, her beautiful face furrowed. "Otherwise, even if we can defeat the demon race, at the crucial moment Hongjun might casually appear and say—'I pity all living beings in heaven and earth, how innocent they are under the great calamity, so how about the witch and demon races stop fighting?'"

"From this day forward, demons will rule the heavens, and witches will rule the earth!"

"Look!"

"In this way, all the advantages we gained in the war have vanished like water."

"The demon race is never truly defeated; they always manage to regroup and fight us to the death!"

"Until the very end, when we've bled dry and are completely drained, we'll have no ability to fight back."

Xiling sighed repeatedly as she spoke.

Ultimately, the Wu tribe suffered losses in this great calamity.

The disadvantage lies in the lack of peak combat power.

If only we could crush the very heavens!

Unfortunately, this was somewhat unrealistic, and they kept failing.

(End of this chapter)