The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 70 The wealthy command gods and demons; the sycophants have everything.

Chiming's good character and clear-headedness are beyond doubt.

Otherwise, they would not have been able to stand out from the trillions of witches.

He dared to challenge Feng Xi, so how could his strength be weak?

It was indeed a Taiyi!

It's astonishing that he has caught up with Feng Xi, the richest among the lesser witches, in terms of cultivation level!

How dreamlike and incredible?

However, this is beyond the expectations of ordinary people, but it is within the reason for an exceptional genius.

Feng Xi's joining the diplomatic entourage allowed her to set foot in the training grounds of the Three Thousand Great Luo Immortals. However, there were also many opportunities within the Witch Clan's stronghold.

Any sorcerer who can be as outstanding as Chi Ming, wielding a sword and sweeping through all opponents on the arena, starting from the first region of the Zhujiu Yin Division, killing through all regions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and slaying millions of lesser sorcerers with swords of the same level, without ever being defeated... can also achieve the same level of success as him!

After all, such an achievement not only signifies mental invincibility, but also an incredibly rich reward of resources.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, in order to promote vitality within the Witch Clan, increase competition, and stimulate every Witch to strive for excellence... have established a tournament like swordsmanship, where the winner receives a reward!

Or is it a rare and precious treasure?

Or perhaps it's a time for cultivation in a secret realm of time?

and many more.

Especially for outstanding elites like Chi Ming, rewards will be appropriately increased to encourage them to go further.

Those who excel deserve to be favored.

This kind of excellence is not limited to one field, but encompasses everything.

Besides swordsmanship, there are also martial arts competitions, supernatural power contests, battle command, military formation drills, governance and people-governing, propaganda and public opinion, information warfare, situation control... The twelve ancestral witches have set up competitions in every conceivable and useful field, hoping that all the lesser witches can shine in them!

There are top talents in all 360 professions!

These top scholars overcame numerous difficulties and obstacles, defeating one opponent after another... Now, their strength and realm are not necessarily inferior to Feng Xi's!

Many of these people are the kind of people who can make Feng Xi's scalp tingle—Chi Ming is definitely one of them.

In a battle between two people of equal strength, even with the activation of the Heavenly Array's domain, it's uncertain who will survive and leave the arena.

Of course, if Pangu's Dharma form could intervene... that would be a different story.

While outstanding individuals like Chi Ming are not ubiquitous in the Wu Clan, they are certainly not few and far between.

Picking out ten thousand or so people wouldn't be a difficult task.

As mentioned earlier, You Lie, Feng Xi, Feng Lixi, Qing Hao, and Mi Xi... have all been unrivaled in their respective fields and have maintained this status to this day.

Besides these invincible ones, there are also many excellent junior wizards who are vying for the top ten positions, fighting tooth and nail to the point of brain damage. Just because they can't compare to the number one doesn't mean they are weak!

What's even more terrifying is that some sorcerers are invincible in a certain field, and when they go to other fields to compete, they can still make it into the top three, making them extremely ruthless.

For example, Chi Ming is the king of swordsmanship, second in formation, and his teaching ability fluctuates around fourth place. In many other fields, he has not made it into the top ten, but he is definitely in the top one hundred!

Such brilliance and excellence have earned this swordsmanship king a large following among the witch clan.

The swordsmanship friendship and mutual aid society he privately formed has hundreds of thousands of members!

As the leader of a faction, Chi Ming is absolutely qualified to stand with Feng Xi and have an equal conversation, both in terms of strength and influence.

but……

At this moment, Chi Ming really wanted to say—who is Feng Xi? I don't know him!

Feng Xi's moral bottom line, the act of tattooing Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, on his forehead... made his style bizarre.

Standing next to such a person, even someone who has traversed countless trials and tribulations, fought against numerous opponents, and forged a heart as hard as iron, would still find it overwhelming.

"If only this guy were an enemy... One slash of his sword, and all the demons and monsters would vanish into thin air."

Chiming's eyes twitched and never calmed down.

"But being friends with him, having conversations with him? I always feel like I'll be infected by his unfathomable lack of integrity, dragged down to his level... and you'll even think what he says makes a lot of sense!"

Protect your mental health, starting with staying away from the wind and sun!

Of course, Feng Xi didn't care about Chi Ming's resistance and disdain.

He casually put his arm around him and offered his own explanation for his behavior.

"You said I covet the Great Dao of the Ancestral Witches..." Feng Xi paused to gather her thoughts, then said seriously, "What, don't you think that Lady Houtu and her Great Dao are so perfect, so much so that they are a beacon illuminating our path in life?"

He widened his eyes. "Could it be... that you, Chiming, think there's something wrong with the Great Dao of the Ancestral Witch? Or perhaps, that the image of Lady Houtu is unsatisfactory and unworthy of our careful remembrance?"

"Or perhaps, is there something about Lady Houtu's character, conduct, or methods that you find unsatisfactory?"

Chiming opened his mouth, as if to say something... but in the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

Can he say she's not qualified? Or can he find a whole bunch of faults about Houtu?

Does this mean they're tired of living?

Or is it that you feel your current path is too wide and you want to narrow it?

Having opinions about the leader and secretly criticizing them behind their back... what are they trying to do?

Rebellion?

Chi Ming looked at Feng Xi's forehead, then at the bright eyes of that miniature Hou Tu... His cheek muscles twitched, then twitched again.

He found it difficult to go against his conscience and temporarily set aside his moral bottom line, only to pick it up again later. He could only express his attitude through silence.

Feng Xi glanced at Chi Ming, understood his thoughts, and shook her head.

"Chiming!" Fengxi earnestly advised, "You can't go on like this!"

"Too aloof, too arrogant... If he could conquer the world alone and sweep away all those who dared to defy him, that would be fine."

"If you can't do that... you'll suffer a great loss because of it sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, Chi Ming remained silent.

After a long pause, he chuckled softly, "So what?"

"With the sword in my hand, I will carve a path for myself!"

"We would rather take the straight path than seek the crooked one... We sword cultivators are like swords, unyielding and unbreakable!"

As he stroked the hilt of the Qingping Sword, Chi Ming's voice was powerful and resonant, exuding an indomitable spirit.

"I'd rather break than bend... I've heard there's a kind of sword called a soft sword?" Feng Xi muttered to himself, but the effect was surprisingly good, instantly killing the conversation and making Chi Ming's face darken.

"Furthermore, being able to bend and stretch, and to endure what ordinary people cannot endure, is what makes a great man..." Feng Xi continued to mutter in a literary style, "A gentleman is like a dragon... A dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide; when big, it stirs up clouds and mists, when small, it hides its form; when rising, it soars through the universe, when hiding, it lurks within the waves."

"As humans and shamans, we should learn from the dragon; why should we learn from the sword?"

"Even if you elevate the status of the sword to a high level... in the primordial world, it wasn't the mainstream weapon, nor can it be said to be the strongest!"

"Speaking of weapons, the strongest in the primordial world should be the axe—the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe!"

"The strongest weaponry isn't the way of the sword, but the way of the axe!" Feng Xi rambled on. "Besides... compared to swords, aren't those innate spiritual treasures much more appealing?"

"Which of those fragrant innate spiritual treasures can you even get your hands on?" Chi Ming rolled his eyes. "You don't even have a bowl, and you're already eyeing the pot?"

"Let me tell you, instead of thinking about innate spiritual treasures, you should learn swordsmanship from me!"

Feng Xi blinked at Chi Ming's suggestion... and then gave a reserved, slight smile.

"Hey!"

Feng Xi's smile sent chills down Chi Ming's spine—he swore it was a way of depravity far surpassing the way of the sword, playing out a true role here, utterly lethal.

That terrifyingly vile aura made Chi Ming involuntarily grip the hilt of his sword, pondering whether he should strike out with his sword and use his swordsmanship to break the vile aura.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm sorry... I won't learn swordsmanship." Feng Xi held her head high, "Because Lady Houtu promised—she will give me a primordial spiritual treasure for self-defense!"

"what!"

"Lady Houtu, you are so majestic and sublime!"

Feng Xi sang praises, while Chi Ming's eyes were blank—

It's not that he doesn't understand, it's just that the world is changing too fast!

He stared blankly as Feng Xi casually raised his hand to wipe his forehead, making the miniature Houtu appear even brighter... He fell into deep thought.

—Could it be that if you lick it until the very end, you'll have everything you could want?

Chiming's worldview and philosophy of life suffered an unprecedented blow.

After a long while, he finally calmed himself down, regained his composure amidst this upheaval that shattered his worldview, and cut off those distracting thoughts. In a low voice, he said, "With such a terrible personality, you're going to get beaten up by a group of people sooner or later, I'm telling you."

"Probably not!" Feng Xi smiled. "I'm so kind and cooperative... barring a few hostile individuals plotting against me, how could I possibly be ganged up on and beaten up?"

"Even if I were to have that day... I reckon it would be after you, you straightforward guy."

Feng Xi argued vehemently, "Don't underestimate us just because we're leaders of our respective factions... but!"

"Some people may refuse to learn your swordsmanship, but they can't refuse my money!"

"This is the fundamental difference between you and me."

"There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert... When it comes to personal achievements and intelligence, it is difficult to compare who is superior or inferior when everyone is on the same level."

"But compared to rallying public opinion and mobilizing the masses... how can you compare to me in winning people's hearts? We can all make money together, and there are far too many people willing to follow me!"

Chi Ming was speechless.

He thought about his swordsmanship academy, which had hundreds of thousands of members.

Then I thought about the booming business alliances of today... In the past three thousand years of diplomatic history, the teams that went out to work often communicated with the headquarters to keep people informed and to stir people's hearts.

Not long ago, this force returned and disclosed its financial statements, clearly showing its net profit. The crazy increase instantly ignited the enthusiasm of many lesser players.

In no time, countless aspiring witches called on their friends and rushed to join in.

How many members are there now?

Trillions!

And every day that number increases by at least a billion!

Just as Feng Xi said.

You may not like me as a person, but you can't dislike my money.

This money is a general term for all resources that can help living beings survive and cultivate themselves.

As long as there's enough money, even Ronaldo can be bribed!

For example, innate spiritual treasures, or profound merits... as long as there is demand, there will be transactions, and there will be the possibility of bribery!

Therefore, the flourishing of commercial alliances among the witch clan is self-evident. Faced with their sheer scale, any other organization is but an ant!

Thinking this, Chiming almost burst into tears.

Heaven have mercy, he spent over three thousand years fighting his way through countless arenas to finally accumulate a few hundred thousand fans... which is still less than a fraction of the daily increase in the number of fans under Feng Xi's organization.

What's even more pitiful is that... almost all of his fans in his swordsmanship academy have signed up to participate in the business alliance.

—Do you really think sword training is free?

—Do you really think that sword cultivators don't need to use rare and precious materials to forge their swords?

No matter how much you boast about your sword being able to break through all defenses, if your sword is too weak and can't even break through the opponent's defensive magic treasures, how can you talk about killing enemies?

What? You're saying having sword intent is enough? Everything in the world can be a sword? Whether there's a real sword or not doesn't matter?

Oh.

Putting aside the fact that you've cultivated sword intent, could I cultivate something like divine will, human will, or divine will, and with the help of magical artifacts, crush you to the ground?

Even if I haven't mastered anything, I'll use my innate treasure to spar with you, who has sword intent. How about that?

In a battle between cultivators of the same cultivation level, assuming no difference in cultivation techniques, a good magic weapon is a crucial advantage!

To counter magical artifacts, you can only use magical artifacts... To defeat those who spend money on in-game purchases, you can only do the same.

Of course, nothing is absolute.

There is another thing that can enable the weak to defeat the strong—formation!

But, doesn't setting up an array cost a lot of money?

It's just a little less than a magic weapon.

Chi Ming pondered his areas of expertise—swordsmanship, formations… But as he pondered, he suddenly stopped.

You have to spend money to buy them!

"You won."

Chi Ming was disheartened. "When it comes to recruiting people, I really can't compare to you."

"However..." he changed the subject, "with your vast wealth and power, I imagine... there must be many people eyeing your position, right?"

Chi Ming smiled and said, "When it comes to money, many people would probably turn their backs on their families... especially when the stakes are this high."

"I think you're in for a lot of hardship in the future!"

"Be careful, don't crash yourself."

Chi Ming's reminder, whether well-intentioned or malicious, truly pierced Feng Xi's heart.

He stared at the clouds in the sky, his face dark and silent.

"Huh?" Akame suddenly became interested. "Really? I was right?"

"Come on... what's bothering you? Tell me so I can cheer you up."

Feng Xi glanced at him, about to speak, when she heard a shout, filled with anxiety and panic.

"You two in front, get out of the way!"

Feng Xi was taken aback, and Chi Ming was bewildered. They turned around and saw three figures rushing towards them.

"Huh? Feng Xi? Mi Xi? Qing Hao?" Chi Ming asked in surprise. "Weren't they supposed to be blocking Feng Lixi's door? What's going on here?"

"Huh... those three guys, and that dust behind them?"

With a gleam in his eyes, he and Feng Xi both saw what was behind the smoke and dust.

In an instant, they followed their hearts, their figures flashed, and they disappeared to the side of the road, trying to minimize their presence.

Like stray dogs, Feng Xi and his two companions sped away, fleeing towards a distant place.

"Sacrifice the wind!"

"You three have the guts to block our door, but you'd better come and fight us a thousand men one-on-one!"

"I, Feng Lixi, will definitely give you a dignified death!"

P.S.: My computer might be having some problems... I remember uploading this chapter yesterday.

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