The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 39 Debate, Questionnaire, Resistance!

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, please hear me out."

Fuxi, the Great Sage, had a beaming smile on his face, seemingly a humble and kind old man. However, the content of his words was like thunderclaps, bombarding the top experts of the Wu Clan.

"The witch clan has no future."

"Fellow Daoist, instead of wasting your time there doing useless work, you would be better off surrendering with courtesy."

"I, Fuxi—the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan—guarantee with my personal reputation," the Great Sage Fuxi patted his chest. "If you, fellow Daoist, are willing to join the Demon Clan, I will certainly do my utmost to recommend you, so that you may be granted the title of king or noble, and rule over the boundless primordial mountains and rivers!"

Xi Huang's words made all the great shamans and ancestral shamans present from the Wu tribe feel uneasy, as if they were bewildered in the wind.

—What the hell is going on?

They immediately tried to recruit and poach the top combatants of the Witch Clan?

Directly persuading Dijiang to switch sides... Could this be Xihuang's response and counterattack against the previous situation where Nuwa was rendered speechless by Dijiang?

When a younger sister is bullied, her older brother stands up for her and gets revenge—well, that's normal and reasonable.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, are you looking down on me?" Ancestral Witch Dijiang sneered. "If I were greedy for power and pleasure, why would I have waited until now to surrender?"

"With my strength, if I apply to join the demon race when it intends to establish itself, I will naturally become a king or marquis."

"I chose the path of the Witch Clan because it contains my dreams and ideals... which allow me to pursue them at any cost."

"What are Fellow Daoist Dijiang's dreams and ideals?" Fuxi asked with a half-smile. "Could you tell me about them?"

"Inherit the spirit of Pangu and fulfill his great wish!" Dijiang said with emotion. "Pangu created heaven and earth from chaos... In the final moments of the creation of heaven and earth, he even sacrificed himself, merging his own flesh and blood into the universe, thus creating this colorful and beautiful world!"

— Pangu created the world, but died from exhaustion.

After His death, His flesh and blood transformed into mountains and rivers, His eyes shone as the sun and moon, the ancient stars revolved in the heavens, and His breath stirred up wind and thunder, yin and yang... He created a beautiful primordial world!

"This world is beautiful," Dijiang said with deep emotion. "As descendants of Pangu, we, the Ancestral Witches, have a duty to continue this beauty..."

"Let all living beings in this universe build an ideal era, so that the world may be in harmony!"

"In that era, there was no meaningless killing, and all races lived in harmony... The natural predatory instincts of living beings could be satisfied by the highly developed cultivation civilization."

"Instead of adhering to the law of the jungle like the demon race does today..."

Dijiang Zuwu's words were powerful and resonant, making Fengxi, who was pulling the dragon chariot not far away and dawdling while looking back every few steps, almost cheer loudly.

However, Xi Huang remained smiling in response to Di Jiang's remarks, showing no sign of being persuaded.

Finally, he could only manage a weak "Oh," indicating that he knew, before offering a lukewarm comment: "Fellow Daoist's ideals are truly magnificent and awe-inspiring."

"But this is your ideal, the ideal of the Wu tribe... and merely your ideal." Xi Huang's tone shifted. "Do the people of this world approve of you? Do they need your ideal?"

"Imposing your own ideals on the world and forcing them to accept them... no matter how good your intentions are, this is a trampling on the souls of others."

"You believe you have lofty ideals and want to change the times... but the beings of this era may not necessarily accept your good intentions."

"Perhaps you understand this principle as well. That's why your witch clan has built its own military force... hoping to use force to drive change in the times?"

"But do you know how many lives are lost in this process?"

A look of sorrow crossed Xi Huang's face, a look of pity for the terrible calamity that all living beings would face in the future, a look of sadness... The slight upturn of his lips was a sign that even this demon emperor could not control the turmoil in his heart, and his face became distorted and unreal.

"Trillions upon trillions of lives were destroyed because of the ideals of the witch clan... and then the ideals and slogans shouted by this witch clan were for a better world?"

"Ha!" Fuxi, the Great Sage, chuckled sarcastically. "Is there anything more ridiculous than this?"

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, wake up! Repent and lay down your weapons, that's what you should really do!" He earnestly advised, "The Witch Clan should abolish its organizational structure, withdraw from its confrontation with the Demon Clan, and even join us..."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if the future of this primordial world were free from the smoke and flames of war, and if the world were at peace?"

……

It's not without reason that Fuxi was described by the ancestral witch Dijiang as one of the most troublesome figures among the demon emperors.

Compared to Nuwa, he was better at reasoning with people—until the option of subduing people by force was available.

At this moment, Xi Huang, starting from the perspective of all living beings, used the righteous slogan of the lives of all spirits to refute the position and foundation of the Ancestral Witches and even the entire Witch Clan, thus shaking their foundation.

It is dignified, justifiable, and reasonable, making it difficult for people to refute or find fault with it.

Houtu, the ancestral witch, frowned, and the accompanying high witches exchanged bewildered glances.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Dijiang proved to be as reliable as ever and defended himself.

"As the saying goes, a short pain is worse than a long one." His expression was solemn. "That's right... war does indeed bring heavy casualties."

"but!"

"War, however, is the best way to break the shackles and constraints of the old era, and build a more glorious future on the wasteland!"

"Let's do the math," Dijiang said calmly. "In this era, given the predatory nature of the food chain and the lack of constraints and punishments for the actions of the strong, just how many lives are lost every moment?"

"Given this background, as long as it exists, it will continue to bleed and slowly march towards death!"

"But if a perfect order is established, and great development takes place from it... even if countless lives are lost in war, the loss can be made up over the long years."

"Then, they'll overtake them!"

"In the long run, how can you say that the path and ideals of our Wu tribe are incorrect!"

Dijiang spoke eloquently, and Fuxi listened attentively, nodding in agreement.

Finally, the Emperor Xi applauded him, saying, "That makes sense, that makes sense."

"I deeply admire your kindness, fellow Daoist..." said the Great Sage Fuxi. "How about this?"

"Wait a moment, I will use my authority and connections as the emperor of the demon race to help you conduct a questionnaire survey."

"Rest assured, I will tell you everything truthfully and impartially."

"Ask the common people: are they willing to make a temporary sacrifice for the benefit of future generations?"

"Hmm..." Xi Huang pondered for a moment, "Asking the common people seems a bit difficult?"

"The primordial world is too vast, and the number of living beings is too numerous!" he exclaimed. "Moreover, many of these beings are ignorant and unaware... completely unsuitable as targets for investigation!"

"There's no other way... it seems I'll have to set the target audience for the survey." Xi Huang sighed, "For example, some cultivators with cultivation, some intelligent spirits, some well-educated beings..."

"If we measure these individuals against the entire population of the primordial world, they can already be considered outstanding talents... Don't you agree?"

"Their wisdom and foresight must have led them to make intelligent and far-sighted choices!"

"And the demon gods of the demon race, the great supernatural beings of heaven and earth—I will send the questionnaires to them one by one!"

As Xi Huang muttered to himself, he had already arranged the plan for this questionnaire survey.

This seemingly treacherous act, intended to benefit the Wu tribe, failed to elicit even a hint of joy or a smile from Dijiang.

"Xi Huang... your so-called investigation lacks any sincerity whatsoever," Di Jiang sighed. "You go and question the beneficiaries of the current order, question the exploiting class who profit from it, and let their voices speak for all living beings in the world... Is such an answer meaningful?"

"How is it meaningless?" Xi Huang countered with a smile. "Am I not telling you—who are your enemies?"

"I'm already being very kind by not taking your money; can't you even appreciate my good intentions?"

"Your witch clan has revolutionized heaven, earth, and the Way... Since you've embarked on this path, you must be mentally prepared to be truly an enemy of the entire world!"

"All those who benefit will stand in the same camp and exert pressure on you—that's only natural." Xi Huang leaned forward slightly. "What is 'only natural' also called?"

Before the ancestral shaman could answer, he spoke up himself, "It is called—Heavenly Mandate!"

"The Witch Clan's ideals seem grand, but they don't align with the trends of this era and can't meet the wishes of those beings who have gained power in this current age."

"Like a fool's dream, absurd and ridiculous... The Wu tribe, so ignorant of fate, will likely meet a bad end." Xi Huang shook his head, seemingly lamenting for the Wu tribe.

"Knowledge of destiny?" Dijiang suddenly laughed. "That word doesn't exist in my life."

"The so-called destiny is nothing more than the beautification of one's own will by those who possess great power, using the name of the fair and just Heaven to act according to their own desires."

"To persuade people to accept fate is just another way of saying to resign them to their fate and bow down... A simple mention of fate has thwarted the determination of so many people to strive and fight."

"Faced with a powerful enemy and a perilous environment, instead of raising a fist in resistance, they define everything by fate and resign themselves to destiny..."

"Most of those who advise people to recognize the will of Heaven are either accomplices to evil or bystanders who have nothing to do with it."

Fuxi, the Great Sage, listened to Dijiang's accusations without wavering, but instead showed great interest in letting him vent his anger and see how he would wield his power.

"What is the destiny of this era? Which of us top-tier beings doesn't know?" Di Jiang said. "In the end, it's nothing more than Hongjun's idea and Hongjun's will."

"He wants to align himself with the Heavenly Dao, to control the Heavenly Dao, and thus to advance in rank."

"In this process, he needs to eliminate some hidden dangers," the Ancestral Witch said in a chilling tone. "These hidden dangers are not from any single person... but from a will!"

"A grand ambition to defy Heaven, to transform the world, and to make Heaven and Earth revolve around me!"

"He wants to nip this risk in the bud... so he will tacitly allow the emergence of the demon race and the hierarchical arrangement of different social classes."

"This situation allows many powerful individuals to become complacent, turning them into tools in his hands, into accomplices to evil... even though countless lives at the bottom of society have been sacrificed in the process."

"But how could he care about the birth and death of these living beings?" As he spoke, Dijiang sneered, "If Hongjun had obtained the essence of the Heavenly Dao, that would have been better. Because the true Heavenly Dao is impartial and emotionless, yet perfectly just and just."

"Never caring about gains or losses, it silently maintains the operation of the world—an intelligent being."

"Unfortunately, Hongjun, as a sentient being, had his own thoughts and desires. He not only wanted the status of the Heavenly Dao, but also wanted to modify the scope of power!"

"Furthermore, the Heavenly Way is incomplete!"

"The many innate deities who emerged in response to the times and were created by Pangu each possess a share of the Heavenly Dao, which is manifested outwardly in the form of fortune."

"If the powers of the gods were combined, Hongjun would not be able to have absolute control over the Heavenly Dao... that's why he convened the Zixiao Palace."

"In the Purple Cloud Palace, all the gods are seated; it's because he wants to acquire shares and make himself the leader!"

Dijiang directly revealed a secret known only to top-tier experts, not caring how many Grand Luo Immortals were watching live.

"And in exchange for this benefit, he must also tacitly allow the gods to divide the benefits of the primordial world," Dijiang said. "Therefore, a sage appears to uphold the Way on behalf of Heaven."

"A demon race has emerged to rule the world."

"Such an exchange of interests, which involves the will of various powerful forces, has created the so-called general trend and the so-called destiny."

"However, this destiny originating from Hongjun is nothing more than poison disguised as honey."

Di Jiang's gaze was cold. "Can you guarantee that you can always stand on the same side as him?"

"Hongjun is insatiable, his greed is beyond your imagination."

"Through the long river of time, let us listen to the notes of the future..."

His voice was both singing and chanting.

"Under the will of Heaven, the Witch Clan came to a sorrowful end, and I remained silent—because I am not a member of the Witch Clan."

"Under the will of Heaven, even sages take drugs and retreat from the world, and I remained silent—because I am not a sage."

"Under the will of Heaven, the Dharma-ending Age has arrived, and the path of cultivation is severed... I want to speak out, but there is no one left to stand up and echo me."

"Only one bolt of heavenly lightning struck down, shattering everything, both divine and physical."

Dijiang sneered, "Oh, being struck by lightning might not be appropriate... the traces of Heaven's intervention are too obvious."

"It should be said that a demonic calamity is upon us..."

"When the Way rises, the Demonic Realm diminishes; when the Way diminishes, the Demonic Realm rises!"

"Rahu, may you reappear between heaven and earth!"

"Huh?" Xi Huang blinked, then blinked again. "Wait... Wasn't Luo Hou dead? I heard he died from self-destruction and might be condemned to endless suffering?"

"You believe that too?" Dijiang took a deep breath. "Hongjun, the ultimate winner who seized the last fruits of victory in the previous era, what a terrifying existence he is!"

"How can an enemy who has sworn revenge be allowed to go unpunished and be treated as if he doesn't exist?"

"Are we waiting for them to secretly stir up trouble later, network with opponents, and secretly raise the banner of rebellion?"

"If you were in that situation, would you be so carefree?"

After listening, Fuxi thought about it seriously for a moment, then shook his head, "Releasing a tiger back to the mountain...of course not."

"That's it!" Dijiang clapped his hands. "As far as I know..."

"Not long after the Demon Ancestor Rahu finished his oath and died, Hongjun used immense divine power to search through the ages, summoning his soul back to earth, and looking at him with a sinister grin—"

Are you surprised? Unexpected?

P.S.: Let me tell you a scary story—once upon a time, there was a group of people who loved to spoil things, and then...

(End of this chapter)