The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 63 Handing Over to the Ancestral Witch, Connection with Emperor Yan

"This was a complete accident."

In Feng Xi's secluded dwelling, a great shaman lingered, calmly drawing a conclusion.

Looking back through the years and tracing the traces, the power of the Great Luo cultivator unfolds here, examining the extremely unbelievable incident of Feng Xi almost choking to death while drinking, and finally issuing an accident report.

"Lord Mu," Feng Xi's face twisted in pain, her expression conflicted, "how credible do you think this accident is?"

Immediately after the accident, he rushed to the department in charge of supervision and management within the Houtu Witchcraft Department to seek help.

That makes sense... Feng Xi works for Di Jiang, but her household registration is in the Hou Tu tribe.

If any problems arise, you should contact the high priest in charge of his area—the shepherd!

This is a very powerful shaman.

Rumor has it that Mu fought You for a long time and, although he was at a disadvantage, managed to escape unscathed.

The fact that such a powerful sorcerer came to review Feng Xi's report on "the invasion and harassment by a Great Luo Demon God, suspected of being a terrorist attack in retaliation against the Qiongyou Demon God" shows that it was taken quite seriously.

Yes... Feng Xi was randomly putting on her hat.

Regardless of who did it, if they wanted to sacrifice him to the heavens and send him on his way... Feng Xi directly pinned the blame on them.

This is also a helpless move.

If we don't make the problem sound serious, how can we attract attention and make those who are secretly plotting in the shadows keep a low profile?

"In fact, I also think that the credibility of this accident is not very high." Mu smiled and handed the accident recounting details he had recorded to Feng Xi. "Millions of coincidences, calculated the laws of heaven and earth, and intertwined the three thousand great paths... all to send you to your death with a cup of wine."

Feng Xi glanced at it and immediately felt dazzled.

The above are a series of fundamental principles and evolutionary formulas, arranged one after another, clearly explaining the interaction between the previous cup of wine and Feng Xi.

Why did that glass of wine affect his magic?

What is the reason?

Why did drinking that cup of wine cause Feng Xi's magical power and primordial spirit to stagnate...? What kind of Great Dao reaction is involved here?

What kind of reaction led him down the path of self-destruction?

There are far too many things involved here.

Control over Feng Xi's cultivation level, understanding of the accumulation of his primordial spirit's magical power, grasp of the terrain and spatial-temporal structure of his lair, and the degree of interference in the flow of the primordial energy of heaven and earth...

Countless details were mastered, and millions of coincidences were created... In the end, what seemed to be just a cup of wine killed Feng Xi actually drove the entire prehistoric world into an attack!

Feng Xi looked at them one by one, her face gradually turning ashen.

As Mu wrote, this accident did not begin the moment he started drinking.

But the process had already begun when he bought that pot of celestial wine!

If there is someone behind the scenes... that person has already calculated Feng Xi's personality, preferences, and habits.

I predicted he would buy wine, I predicted when he would return home, I predicted he would consider some cultivation issues, I predicted how long he would hesitate, I predicted he would finally choose to taste the wine, I predicted when, where, in what posture, how fast he would drink, and what the state of his primordial spirit and magical power would be at that moment...

Everything happened naturally, like clouds and water, orchestrating an unexpected death drama, sacrificing Feng Xi to the heavens without a trace of smoke.

"This is simply...this is simply..."

Feng Xi stammered incoherently, "It's like the heavens are trying to kill me!"

"The will of the Great Luo is the will of Heaven." Mu smiled. "The will of Heaven doesn't need to make a big show of killing people, nor does it need to use any heavenly punishments or calamities."

"A move made in the course of time, with a little force applied, can flutter the wings of a butterfly, creating ripples and ultimately annihilating the target by accident."

"Fortunately, you're a lucky guy," the great shaman sighed. "You have a Great Luo Immortal who helped you avert disaster."

He was covered in a bit of calamity ash, the dust left over after the talisman for warding off disaster burned out.

"I thought he was a conman." Feng Xi looked a little embarrassed. "He set up a stall anywhere in the market of Kunlun Mountain and sold secret manuals... The first thing he said to me was, 'Young man, you are destined for bloodshed and your life is not long.'"

"I'm thinking... this charlatan industry has become so thriving that they even dare to swindle cultivators?"

"I just felt sorry for him because he looked like an old Taoist priest and very down on his luck, so I agreed with him for a few words and chatted idly..." Feng Xi sighed, "I never expected that this would save my life."

"Master Akashō... Master Akashō... a good man!"

"Chisong..." Mu's eyes flickered as he murmured, "but I wonder which fellow Daoist it is."

The great shaman pondered, pacing back and forth, his eyes reflecting the passage of time.

After a long while, he frowned and said to Feng Xi, "Your case is full of doubts, and I have also found it difficult to trace the root cause."

"You can't even do that?" Feng Xi asked in surprise.

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!" Mu Chang sighed. "How easy is it to track down a Great Luo Immortal who intends to hide?"

"Otherwise, little one, the master would have noticed something amiss long ago, given how often you hang around in front of the Ancestral Witch Dijiang."

"So, it was Master Chisong who bumped into you just moments after that Great Luo Immortal made his move, thus discerning the secret and counterattacking with his own move... right?"

After reviewing his memories, Feng Xi had no choice but to nod in agreement.

He bought the celestial wine at the Wangmu Temple Market in Kunlun Mountain—there is a Jade Pool there, which is extremely precious.

Adding even a single drop of Yaochi water diluted ten thousand times during brewing can create an unparalleled divine brew!

It was there that he encountered the True Man Chisong, a minor figure of some unknown Great Luo Immortal, who was playing around in the mortal world.

Silently and invisibly, Feng Xi's small frame became the chessboard for the contest between the two great Luo.

How can one word describe how tragic it was?

"Fine."

Unable to come up with a solution, Mu decisively said, "I'll take you to see the Ancestral Witch Houtu and let her see if she has any ideas."

"Thank you so much, sir!" Feng Xi was extremely grateful.

……

Under Mu's guidance, Feng Xi met Hou Tu.

This ancestral witch was someone Feng Xi both respected and feared.

He respected her because she gave him a new life.

The fear stems from... Feng Xi still can't forget how he came to be a new person.

So when facing her, Feng Xi was completely at ease, not daring to even breathe loudly, quietly waiting for her to unleash her supernatural powers.

However, after a long time, the ancestral witch's expression became solemn, and there was a hint of unease in it.

She sneered incessantly, "Impressive skill... The Great Luo who made the move was able to conceal the secrets from me."

"With this strength, he is at least a Great Luo of the Primordial Beginning Realm... or even the Primordial Ease Realm is not impossible."

Houtu was furious, making Fengxi feel as if his soul was about to shatter. Even Mu stood with his hands at his sides, respectful and humble.

"In this vast world, I know all too well who the truly powerful beings are," said Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, rising to her feet, her eyes gleaming. "Who is making the move to kill a mere Golden Immortal minor witch?"

"For what reason?"

Houtu narrowed her eyes. "A position to lead all the witches... Ha, she wants to overthrow the witch clan from the bottom up?"

"Or is it... a case of someone taking over someone else's place?"

"Who could it be?"

The ancestral witch whispered, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes, sending chills down one's spine.

"Demon race... Witch race... Demon race... Witch race..." She paced back and forth, then suddenly paused, naming a race, "Human race!"

"The Human King targets the Witch Clan... the Yellow Emperor!"

"Di Hong... Di Hong... Hong?"

"Oh!"

Houtu first looked in one direction, then looked up as if gazing into the chaos, looking at a supreme being.

After a long while, she finally looked away and turned to Feng Xi.

"Feng Xi, right?"

"Yes," Feng Xi said cautiously.

"I have a general understanding of your situation," Houtu said, her gaze softening slightly. "You have suffered an undeserved calamity because you blocked the path of some people, hence this misfortune."

"What should I do to resolve this calamity?" Feng Xi asked anxiously.

"That depends on whether you're willing to part with it," Houtu said, standing with her hands behind her back.

Feng Xi was initially bewildered, then a thought struck her, "Lord Ancestral Witch..."

"I am but a lowly sorcerer. In this era, I only seek to fight for my people and not to be known throughout the primordial world... By chance, I have taken the position of leader with my humble status and established an alliance in secret, but I have not reported this to the Ancestral Sorcerer. This is truly wrong."

"Moreover, burdened with heavy responsibilities and expectations, and having endured long burdens, I am mentally and physically exhausted... I know that my virtue is insufficient and my wisdom is lacking, and I am no longer able to assume the role of leader."

"We earnestly request the Ancestral Witch to take over, and with supreme wisdom and virtue, to control the alliance, to seek benefits for all the witches, and to bring blessings to the people."

Fengxi was handed over to the Alliance and placed under the jurisdiction of the Ancestral Witches!

Houtu nodded approvingly, then shook her head.

"You're a resourceful shaman, capable of withdrawing gracefully and making great sacrifices," Houtu said with a faint smile. "However, what do you take us ancestral shamans for?"

"Does one have to have absolute control over everything?"

"Ha... If that's the case, how can we stimulate your creativity and competitiveness?"

"This time, in order to save your life, you relinquished this position... I will not covet your good fortune and opportunities," the Ancestral Witch said calmly. "If you have the ability in the future, you can still take this position."

"Until then... you shall lie low for now."

"Let's see which guys will jump out next, dominating the scene!"

Houtu spoke each word slowly and deliberately, revealing her murderous intent.

Feng Xi felt inexplicably sorry for certain guys.

This leader's position... could very well become a huge pitfall, burying countless aliases and alternate accounts with ill intentions!

"You didn't spread the news about Feng Xi's accident, did you?" Houtu looked at Mu, the great shaman, who shook his head. "No... After all, the report he submitted was from the Great Luo Demon God."

"That's good. Let's pretend nothing happened." Houtu nodded. "Then I'll make some arrangements. Under the pretext that Fengxi is going out for exchange and learning, we'll temporarily freeze the alliance leader's authority and let a new person take over."

"Our ancestral witches will temporarily lend you a primordial spiritual treasure... both for protection and as bait," Houtu stated clearly. "Are you willing?"

"Xi agrees." Feng Xi was overjoyed.

"Alright." Houtu waved her hand, signaling Fengxi to step back.

It wasn't until long after he left that the ancestral shaman took out a small notebook and began to write and draw.

"Chi Chan... Chi Song..."

"Another life-threatening crisis has arisen..."

"Could he be related to Emperor Yan?"

"Defeated by the Yellow Emperor..."

(End of this chapter)