The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 46 A Wake-Up Call, Fishing

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Feng Xi had his sights set on his prey, sharpening his knife, ready to make a fortune.

However, there's a saying that goes something like this—

Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner!

So, he failed.

Completely ruined.

He was struck with a club and had no chance to resist, and immediately fainted.

Before collapsing, her last thought was of the work she was responsible for.

"Oh no, oh no!"

"I still have everyone's belongings with me!"

"If it's lost...the resentment of all those who had high hopes for it..."

Feng Xi regretted it.

If I hadn't been attracted in the first place and greedily pursued it, thus creating unnecessary complications... how could such a terrible thing have happened now?

In the journey of life, there are always various temptations that can lead people astray from their intended goals, causing them to go astray and never be able to turn back.

Self-discipline, unwavering commitment, and steadfast dedication are essential for success.

The sudden, sharp rebuke, while knocking Feng Xi down, also helped him correct his course in life.

A crisis is both a danger and an opportunity.

Of course, he'll only have room to put these insights into practice once he's fully awake.

If he were to die right there... then he would become a bowl of toxic chicken soup, a tragic case used by later generations to educate others.

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

Feng Xi, who had fainted, regained consciousness.

Although the process was arduous, in his hazy, dreamlike state, he seemed to see a great and sacred being once again—

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch!

The scene behind the Earth Ancestor Witch was something Feng Xi would never forget.

That was the palace that served as the backdrop when he was tricked into becoming a member of the Witch Clan and fighting for the great human race's status as the protagonist of the world!

What does this mean?

The afterlife!

The sudden appearance of this method of striking someone on the head is truly terrifying... One blow caused Feng Xi's three souls to leave his body and his seven spirits to ascend to heaven, almost killing him instantly.

However, the psychological trauma left by the ancestral witch Houtu triggered the terror of reincarnation, instantly frightening his three souls and seven spirits back into his body, where they remained as stable as a mountain, breaking free from the pull of death.

Only then did he regain consciousness and control of his body... Feeling the vibrant life force, Feng Xi almost burst into tears.

Of course, he didn't show it.

He had not forgotten what had caused him to faint... The situation was unclear at this moment, so he should remain still and assess his own safety.

While remaining unconscious, Feng Xi carefully sensed and examined herself, starting with her own condition.

"Hand? Still there."

"The feet? They're still there."

"Were your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys removed?"

"Thank goodness... all those parts are still inside the body, safe and sound."

"Ouch... Aside from the spot on my head that hurts from the blow, I'm completely unharmed?"

Feng Xi was a little surprised, then felt inexplicably at ease.

This is very good news—the fact that they didn't kill him when he was completely unable to resist is a good sign.

However, it would be even better if the Qiankun Mustard Seed, which contains everyone's wealth, that I still had on me!

"A person dies before they've spent all their money...that's a very sad thing."

"But, to be alive but have no money... that's even more damn sad!"

Is there anything more tragic than this?

"have!"

"That means a person is alive, but has lost all their money and is burdened with debts, accumulating astronomical sums of debt..."

The thought of hundreds of thousands of resentful witches staring at him... made Feng Xi's mind race, and he began to consider the possibility of running away.

Even as the enraged warriors of the witch tribe jointly petitioned the ancestral witch to unleash her divine powers and shout throughout the primordial world—

"That bastard Feng Xi, he absconded with the money, he's despicable and shameless... Give me back my hard-earned money! Give me back my hard-earned money!"

He couldn't care less about anything else.

Of course... it would be best to avoid this situation if possible.

After all, in a world where a cheat code like Luo Yonghao exists, how far can you run away?

He probably hadn't run very far before the Ancestral Witch reset time and looked at him with a cold smile—"Go ahead and run!"

"The situation shouldn't be that serious... They say murder is about stealing treasure, and if they really robbed me of such a large sum of money, why would they let me go?"

"Besides, the one who made the move knocked me down so easily; their strength and realm must far surpass that of a Golden Immortal... Surely they wouldn't be interested in the wealth of hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortals?"

Thinking anxiously, Feng Xi dared not open her eyes, but her hearing was turned up to the highest level.

The Wu tribe does not cultivate the primordial spirit and does not have the means of investigation such as divine sense, but this does not mean that their perception system is weak.

—They possess extremely powerful five senses and six perceptions!

With eyes open, one can see through objects and observe 360 ​​degrees without blind spots, looking up at the starry sky and down into the deepest hell.

With a twitch of the ears, one can hear the voice of the Great Dao and discern the various vibrations of the universe.

……

The five senses and six perceptions are incredibly powerful!

Reaching the pinnacle, tracing back to the source of my bloodline, the Great God Pangu, I truly see the past, present, and future all before my eyes, and the prayers of all the heavens resound in my heart.

Moreover, compared to the ability of divine sense, which requires active activation and is easily detected, the abilities of the Wu Clan are activated entirely within themselves, possessing extremely high concealment.

At this moment, Feng Xi's hearing was at its sharpest, taking in all the sounds of the vast landscape... the howling wind, the rushing river, the "crunching" sound that seemed to be a strange beast gnawing on something...

And, a disgruntled voice—

"Outrageous...outrageous!"

"The Phoenix lineage... has fallen!"

"And what about those winged creatures... Where has their backbone gone? Where has it all gone?"

"Someone wields a big stick, then offers a sweet treat... and just like that, they deliver all the information so easily and decisively?"

A clear, crisp female voice, yet using the most vehement words to criticize, condemning the Phoenix lineage and the Feathered Clan as utterly worthless.

Feng Xi was very curious.

Who exactly is this big shot who has the confidence to hurl insults like this?

The names of the great phoenixes of Phoenix Clan in Phoenix Perch Mountain were all implicated and included in the criticism.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..." another gentle voice rang out, trying to persuade him.

This made Feng Xi tremble all over – this was the one who had knocked him down with a single blow.

And I don't know if it's just my imagination, but this voice sounds so familiar...

"I have a feeling that I've heard a very similar sound before..." A thought flashed through Feng Xi's mind.

"We can't put all the blame on those kids!"

"It's not that they lack backbone, but someone is holding Kong Xuan's feather, representing the will of the future successor of the Phoenix lineage... What can they do?"

"I'll just stick to my duty, worried about offending Kong Xuan... I might be tough for now, but who knows when a resentful leader might hold a grudge and make me the one to take the blame in the future?"

"If you don't do your job properly, and then something goes wrong, you become the target to be punished and used as an example to warn others."

"It's tough... This is the tragedy of ordinary people, so why bother criticizing them?"

After she finished speaking, the woman fell silent.

Feng Xi gave him a thumbs up in her heart—it was rare to see someone so understanding and considerate of their subordinates.

Thumbs up!

After a long silence, the woman's voice rang out again.

This time, however, she changed the subject and vented her frustrations on Kong Xuan.

"Kong Xuan, that child... is far too naive!"

"Someone just uses a couple of sentences to fool you, and you fall into their trap without even realizing it!"

"With such a mindset, how can he possibly inherit the great cause of the Phoenix Clan?"

"You can't say that..." the man said nonchalantly. "Who didn't come from a time of innocence?"

"How long has Kong Xuancai been born? It's normal for him to behave like this."

"At least, he's much better than someone else back then..."

"How dare you say that?" The woman's voice suddenly rose, "You..."

"Okay... don't be angry, don't get agitated." The person changed the subject, "Look, look... a fresh, big fish has taken the bait!"

"Tsk...another guy who time-traveled without a license."

"Hmm, let me see what good stuff this time?"

"Hmm?" He seemed quite surprised. "Dragon's essence blood?"

"Ha! The mastermind behind this time travel has certainly invested a lot!"

"A drop of the essence blood of a Great Luo True Dragon... This guy transmigrated here, cultivated for a period of time, and became a Taiyi Immortal!"

"Here, here... these are your snacks, see if you like them?"

"Don't change the subject! I'm telling you..." The woman's voice was tinged with dissatisfaction as she continued to mutter, but it quickly turned into a loud "Aww!" and she exclaimed, "Hmm? It tastes pretty good!"

"Of course..." someone said with a smile, "The aura in this drop of blood essence looks very familiar... it seems to be that guy, Zu Long."

"Heh...it seems that old dragon isn't exactly peaceful either."

"Downstream in time, activating the Great Luo's power, tracing back through time and space, placing moves in the past... What do you want to overturn? Or what do you want to change?"

"Over the years, I've fished here, and I've caught at least eighty to a hundred dragon blood essences!"

"Zu Long... Hmph, that guy is still as restless as ever." Having satisfied her appetite and with more important matters to attend to, the woman's voice calmed down. "But doesn't he ever consider... how many beatings and pitfalls has he endured?"

"The more unattainable something is, the more desperately one wants to change it... especially when all one's capital is staked, and victory is just one step away." The man chuckled. "Humans... heh! Humans!"

"The human kings have a tacit understanding and are playing a grand game."

"Poor old dragon, your life is miserable... Heaven knows when you'll have a chance to turn things around?"

"You, a mere angler, have no right to say such things," the woman's voice held a hint of disdain. "Who is it that's fishing here, sealing off the era of time and space, and picking away the pawns that the old dragon has arranged one by one?"

"An accident...this was all an accident!"

"I put out the bait, and a big fish took the bait; there's nothing I can do about it!"

"But now, we've run out of bait... Hmm, wait, that little witch over there pretending to be unconscious looks like she'd be perfect bait?"

(End of this chapter)