The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 81 The Yan Emperor Appears, Houtu Gives Instructions

The atmosphere inside the Houtu Temple was rather quiet.

After the Ancestral Witch called out the name, she didn't say anything more, but just looked Feng Xi up and down.

Feng Xi was puzzled, but dared not question it—you're the big boss, whatever makes you happy.

However, as time went by, he sensed that something was wrong.

Although... Feng Xi is handsome and extraordinary, as long as he doesn't open his mouth and spout nonsense, he will undoubtedly be the best example of a handsome man.

However, the time that the Ancestral Witch Houtu is currently spending on him is... far too long!

It looks abnormal.

Feng Xi didn't think for a second that this Ancestral Witch would be infatuated with a girl.

And quite crucially, it was Houtu's vision!

That gaze was so penetrating that Feng Xi felt as if she were running naked under the blazing sun... no, it was even worse.

Clothes cannot block this gaze; flesh and bones are completely visible.

Even the vast ocean of memories, the imprint of the true spirit, and the origin of the soul will be clearly and thoroughly understood by this ancestral shaman.

Feng Xi shivered, extremely uneasy.

But he was powerless to do anything about it and could only let this ancestral witch investigate his childhood bedwetting in his previous life, and even his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Do all the powerful beings in the primordial world have such vices?" Feng Xi thought bitterly. "Emperor Jiang the Ancestral Witch is like this, and so is Great Sage Fuxi... They're always digging into people's origins and investigating their backgrounds, leaving this poor little thing with no privacy at all..."

He kept muttering to himself, his thoughts tinged with malice: 'Such tacit understanding and consensus...could it be that in a more ancient era, some fortunate and powerful figures were utterly betrayed by traitors who had infiltrated their ranks?'

"Is that why we learn from the past to guide the future?"

"Fragile nerves, sensitive reactions... what a profound lesson this must have been?"

Feng Xi's mind wandered, but at the same time, she stood obediently and accepted the inspection.

--ah!

Life is like that, you can't resist it, you can only silently accept it.

Moreover, that's not all.

Is your supervisor's review of your work an infringement?

That's concern, that's a routine procedure before assigning tasks, you know?

As the saying goes, "When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests them through hardship..."

Once Feng Xi's thoughts started wandering, he himself didn't even know where they went.

In fact, he wasn't particularly worried about Houtu's actions.

He, Feng Xi, is an innocent little witch recognized by two great supernatural beings of the time, Emperor Jiang and Fuxi. How can he be the same as those flashy and shameless little Luo Immortals who claim to have "sudden enlightenment" at the drop of a hat?

Different!

Recalling the past, the deepest reflection of the wind and sun in her heart brought tears of bitterness to her face.

If God could give him a chance, he would also love to have a powerful backer behind him...

"snort!"

Suddenly, a cold snort rang out, originating from the ancestral witch Houtu.

This valiant female leader suddenly stood up, and the divine light in her eyes almost solidified at that moment, shining on Feng Xi's true spirit.

The mutation happens in an instant!

"Buzz!"

Within Feng Xi's originally clear and pure true spirit imprint, a spark of light appeared out of nowhere!

The firelight flashed and disappeared in an instant, its appearance and disappearance both swift and abrupt.

Let alone ordinary Great Luo Immortals, even ordinary people with great supernatural powers probably cannot perceive or grasp it.

Unfortunately, standing here now is Houtu, Houtu who is giving her all, an unparalleled giant who can control the reincarnation of all living beings in the past, present, and future, and who stands at the pinnacle of the study of true spirits!

Looking across the entire primordial universe, how many people could deceive her when she was giving it her all?

The deepest, most sinister changes within Feng Xi's true spirit ultimately could not escape her methods.

"Creating something from nothing, hiding invisibly? Good! Good! Good!" Houtu's face showed no emotion. "Taiyi Daluo's signature skill... If I hadn't arranged some important work and used my peak power to check every single detail to prevent problems from arising, I really wouldn't have been able to find any clues."

"Heh...it seems I'll have a chance to laugh at Dijiang and Fuxi from now on," Houtu chuckled. "Although it wasn't their fault in battle, they can certainly be called blind as a nickname."

"As for you... let me see who you really are!"

The Ancestral Witch took a step forward.

In that instant, Feng Xi felt both immense terror and profound intoxication.

In his vision, the sky disappeared, the earth disappeared, and everything in the surrounding environment disappeared.

Instead, a vast and endless river flows, rippling with the waves of time.

He forced his eyes open and stared intently, only to see the long river undulating, representing the endless cycle of creation and destruction of the myriad realms, the formation, existence, decay, and emptiness of the world, and the birth, growth, and death of life... A song of creation was playing in the cycle of creation and end!

The cycle of creation turns everything, explaining everything.

This is like the broadest and most expansive soil, silently nurturing and propagating everything.

This is the Way!

Feng Xi was completely absorbed in it... At this moment, he understood more than ever before why the saying "If one hears the Way in the morning, one can die content in the evening" had been passed down.

When the ultimate goal you've been pursuing is right in front of you, how many people can remain calm?

If you can remain calm, it only means that you have never truly liked or pursued someone.

Of course.

Even if one is willing to sacrifice oneself for the Great Dao, it still takes time.

In the blink of an eye, it's a suspended death sentence.

When that Great Dao, carrying everything it had evolved, crashed towards Feng Xi... that meant immediate death.

No matter how deep the depravity, it was a wake-up call.

"what!"

Feng Xi was terrified and wanted to retreat and hide... but it was no use, he had nowhere to escape.

He could only watch helplessly as an endless, overwhelming force surged towards him, as if to crush him into dust.

In that very instant!

"boom!"

Those fleeting sparks began to burn.

This kind of combustion is very mysterious.

It seems to consume nothing existing or real, evolving entirely from nothingness to become its own source of power, where the most fantastical and mysterious truths are enacted.

In the hazy light of dawn, a great Dao was forged.

As soon as the Great Dao appeared, it attacked the Dao of Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.

If the Dao of Houtu, the ancestral witch, is like the earth, creating and nurturing all things, then this Dao is burning, is flame, is vigorous life force, and is the passing down of the torch!

Flames burn everything, consume everything; this is ultimate destruction, but it is far more than just destruction!

Everything burned, leaving behind a handful of ashes, which contain the hope and expectation for a great future.

As if guided by some unseen force, the ashes gathered and nourished some specially preserved seeds, allowing them to grow...

The Great Dao of Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, is a cycle of birth and death, endlessly reincarnated; it cannot be completely burned away by a single fire.

The earth nurtures life, and things that were destroyed reappear, mixed among the seeds, like weeds, interfering with and hindering their growth.

"well……"

The voice was very distant and ethereal, seemingly coming from the deepest part of the river of time, controlling and changing everything.

That great path, therefore, transforms into a knife, a sickle, a hoe, and an axe, calmly and patiently removing weeds and carefully nurturing the seeds until the harvest—

A seven-colored rice stalk!

At this moment, Houtu, the ancestral witch, changed her expression and became more solemn than ever before, staring at the rice ears, no longer as casual and leisurely as before.

"Emperor Yan!" Her eyes were unblinking. "Your path is incompatible with that of any great power in this world... You are not in the present, but in the future?"

"As expected, this little guy... is one of the rafts you've been targeting!"

"Oh……"

From the void, a faint laugh seemed to come, neither admitting nor denying, but simply pushing the flow of the Great Dao on its own.

A gust of wind blew, and the rice ears fell.

One seed now will yield thousands and tens of thousands of seeds in the next harvest!

One by one, people toiled and sweated, cultivating the land with slash and burn, silently nurturing them, relying on them to challenge the eternally unchanging bloody rules of the world, breaking the simple balance between hunter and hunted, the survival of the fittest, and the so-called ecology, attempting to tear apart the chains engraved in their bodies when the world gave birth to all things, to decide the future they wanted!

A belief, a great path... like a blazing flame, it is burning, transforming the world, encroaching on the universe, and pushing back the great path of the ancestral witch Houtu!

"Heaven and earth are constant, all things are born and die..." Houtu's gaze was deep and solemn. With a single thought, the sky collapsed and the earth sank, and the sea turned into mulberry fields.

One unexpected disaster after another could destroy the rice seeds that represent hope.

"Ugh."

A soft sigh, tinged with regret and helplessness... Then the Great Dao began to collapse, and a spark of light began to die out.

A sense of sadness and sorrow rose in Feng Xi's heart.

He inexplicably gained insight into the clash between the two supreme experts and felt sorry for the existence behind that spark.

It wasn't a matter of vastly different strengths or superior or inferior paths... it was simply because that person couldn't descend to earth, and fighting on foreign soil, that made it difficult to defeat Houtu.

This is still the era of the Lich!

Feng Xi's nose felt a little sore.

However, at that very moment, the Ancestral Witch Houtu stopped pressing forward and instead unleashed a divine thought: "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

"No need to stay..." A similar divine thought came, "In this battle, Fellow Daoist Houtu is superior in skill."

"Since you desire it, I will offer you this bargaining chip... Whether you kill me or torture me is entirely up to you."

The divine sense gradually faded away, until finally it completely disappeared without a trace.

Within Feng Xi's true spirit, that spark of light dimmed, and no longer shone.

Houtu frowned, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing in displeasure.

Feng Xi was dumbfounded.

"Emperor Yan! Shennong!"

"When you leave, could you please take me with you?"

"Now that you've had your fill of showing off, you're leaving me here... and saying you can kill me or do whatever you want with me?"

"Oh, our ancestors!"

"Can you please stop ripping people off like this?!"

"I don't blame you for not giving me cheat codes normally... but at this crucial moment, please don't send me to the guillotine!"

Tears welled up in Feng Xi's eyes, a mixture of sadness and sorrow.

At that moment, he felt like the most pitiful kid in the world.

"Heavens above!"

"Oh, Earth!"

"Right now, the Ancestral Witch Houtu is looking at me with a very strange expression... What should I do?"

"Should I kill myself?"

"Is it better to struggle and resist, only to be slapped to death?"

"Waiting online! Urgent!"

Feng Xi awaited Hou Tu's judgment with sorrow, her ears seemingly hallucinating—

"It's hopeless! Just wait to die! Goodbye!"

However, just when he was feeling disheartened...

"Don't be so nervous... Ignorance is no excuse."

Houtu, the ancestral witch, looked at him and calmly offered a reassuring remark.

"what?"

Feng Xi looked up in astonishment, only to see that Houtu Ancestral Witch had never been so great and sacred as she was now... No, that's not right, Houtu Ancestral Witch has always been great and sacred.

"I already know everything about your situation..." Houtu Ancestral Witch sat down again. "Just now, I was merely verifying a thing or two."

"Don't look at me like that..." Houtu glanced at Feng Xi, feigning confidence, "Otherwise, why would Chisongzi have shielded you from calamity and resolved the will of Heaven?"

"Do you really think that Ronaldo is just sitting around doing nothing?"

Feng Xi remained silent and listened attentively to the lecture.

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, continued, "Little one, you don't need to worry about anything... You're just connected to Shennong, aren't you?"

"Heh... Among my witch clan, we don't lack anything else, but we have a lot of minor versions of the Great Luo."

"If you take the top 100 minor witches from each region and each field, gather them together, and then throw a brick in... you'd probably hit two or three high-ranking minor witches."

"Now it's just one more of the Five Gods, right? It's just that we've detected traces of the Yan Emperor suppressing the Ancestral Witch Zhurong, right? It's normal! It's normal!"

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, spoke casually, but Feng Xi listened with a pounding heart.

"If you're not trying to scare me, and want to keep me calm... why bring up the Five Directions Gods?"

Despite his constant rambling, Feng Xi kept his eyes down, not daring to say or ask anything.

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, didn't care. She flipped through the table with one hand and said, "You, being able to get involved with Emperor Yan... that's a good thing."

"Because the organization has a difficult task to assign to you... I was initially worried that your background was too shallow, and even if you were to take charge of only a part of the work, it would be a bit risky."

"But now, I'm not worried anymore." Houtu smiled slightly. "I just don't know if you're willing?"

"May I ask what kind of job it is?" A chill ran down Feng Xi's spine.

"You should still remember," Houtu Ancestral Witch pondered, "The origin of our Witch Clan... is that we extracted countless outstanding individuals with firm wills from endless time and space, broke through time, and refined the false into the true to become the Witch Clan."

"Join the army and fight for the right to be the protagonist of humanity's destiny."

"However... people are all made of flesh and blood." Houtu sighed. "Being far from our homeland and struggling in an unfamiliar era... puts immense psychological and spiritual pressure on every one of our soldiers."

"These emotions need to be channeled."

"Things like the Great Fuxi Alliance, the Zhuanxu Origin Alliance... are actually all spontaneous evolutions of this kind of guidance."

"Considering the voices of the vast majority of ordinary people, I have decided to attach importance to ideological and spiritual work in this regard."

"so……"

(End of this chapter)