The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 83 Speaking frankly and honestly, this wave is in the bag!

A pleasant return?

"If you, Ancestral Witch, hadn't uttered those words with such a malicious smile, I might have actually believed you..."

"I'm afraid that if the Yellow Emperor really does appear, and you've prepared a banquet to entertain him, it will be a trap."

Feng Xi glanced sideways.

The arrangement made by Houtu, the ancestral witch, gave him a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if I had witnessed or heard of extremely similar examples and situations somewhere before.

They're both promoting the same image and ideology... but the key point is—

The person involved has completely disappeared!

The power of discourse and the final interpretation are in the hands of people who are not actually involved.

"What time is it?"

While listening to the arrangements made by the Ancestral Witch Houtu, including how to build a grand and glorious "Great Yanhuang Alliance" and how much personal stuff to stuff into it, to the point that even the Yellow Emperor himself would be completely bewildered if he were to descend in person, Feng Xi was also questioning his own heart, searching for the treasures hidden deep in the sea of ​​memories.

Finally, he remembered.

A temple, an ancestral shaman, a secret.

The Temple of Space, the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, and the entanglement of humans and dragons.

"It really looks like it..."

Descendants of the Dragon...Dragon Totem!

The spirit of the dragon is immortal, but... what about the dragon itself?

"Later generations never saw a real dragon; all the spirit and ideas about dragons were painstakingly compiled by the human kings who stood at the pinnacle..."

"Logically speaking, if those spirits and thoughts were placed before the Ancestral Dragon... would he recognize him, the ancestor of all true dragons in the world?"

Feng Xi could picture that scene.

—Someone said: "Nine at the beginning: Hidden dragon, do not act; Nine in the second place: Dragon appears in the field, it is advantageous to see a great man; Nine in the third place: The superior man is constantly diligent, and vigilant at night, without blame; Nine in the fourth place: Perhaps leaping in the abyss, without blame; Nine in the fifth place: Flying dragon in the sky, it is advantageous to see a great man; Nine at the top: Overbearing dragon, there will be regrets; Using Nine: Seeing a group of dragons without a head, auspicious... Everyone should study deeply and understand the spirit of the dragon!"

Zu Long slammed his fist on the table: "Damn it... what is this thing?"

"Don't just say everything I said... I, the First Emperor, never said any of these things!"

"Also, before we get to all this, could you please tone down those assigned dragon-slaying and dragon-subduing techniques?"

"You're elevating my dragon race to godhood while secretly discussing 'dragon meat in the heavens, donkey meat on the ground'... Enough already!"

……

A renowned and powerful being from the primordial era seemed to have the same word written all over his body—

awful!

Behind this tragic scene, how many more complex and brutal struggles lie behind the scenes, without the use of weapons?

It's worth noting that there was once a honeymoon period between the human and dragon races—the human version of the story, during the reign of the Holy King Fuxi, is suspected of having had close cooperation with the Ancestral Dragon.

To what extent will the cooperation go?

During the reign of Emperor Xi, there was an auspicious sign of a dragon-horse carrying a map. Therefore, the dragon was used as a symbol and was called "Dragon Master". Official positions were named after dragons... There were officials named Qinglong (Azure Dragon) for spring, Chilong (Red Dragon) for summer, Bailong (White Dragon) for autumn, and Heilong (Black Dragon) for winter!

The profound influence of the dragon race is evident!

A human emperor and a dragon progenitor, two powerful beings, stood on the same side.

Unfortunately, in the end...

I don't know why...maybe they wanted to have one less competitor when dividing the spoils?

Zu Long was covered in the mouth and kicked out of the circle.

Then, the First Emperor rose up, wanting to fight back—

His virtue surpassed that of the Three Sovereigns and his achievements exceeded those of the Five Emperors!

I can take on eight of them by myself!

As for the outcome... let's wait until Feng Xi is alive to witness it.

What we need to focus on right now is the work that Houtu is arranging.

The Great Yanhuang Alliance!

Houtu, the ancestral witch, was very powerful and ambitious.

Just by looking at the name of the alliance, you can tell that it is targeting both the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor at the same time!

This made Feng Xi hesitate to speak, her expression revealing a hint of doubt and disapproval.

"What?" Houtu raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly, looking calmly at Feng Xi, exerting immense pressure on him. "You seem to have some objections?"

Feng Xi pursed her lips, her heart filled with hesitation and struggle.

On one hand, there are glittering thighs and a job arranged by a leader that allows one to live a life of luxury—as long as one ignores all bottom lines and flatters without restraint; on the other hand, there is a bit of persistence in one's heart, a sense of responsibility as a descendant of the Yanhuang lineage, and the desire not for the human race and the witch race to have a confrontation and conflict on their paths during this period, resulting in self-destruction.

Two ways.

One path is a golden road with boundless prospects; the other is a narrow, winding path, full of twists and turns... If one offends the Earth God, it is extremely dangerous.

In the end, Feng Xi chose...

Speak your mind!

He has principles!

Even if it's licking, there are limits to it!

Feng Xi bowed deeply, "Ancestral Witch, you are wise... In this world, the situation is difficult, and we should unite all forces that can be united, whether internally or externally."

"Looking back three thousand years, I followed the team led by Your Majesty Houtu, traveling to visit powerful figures from all sides, holding friendly talks, and reaching cooperative agreements with each one..."

"Looking at the current state of the Witch Clan, large and small factions are emerging one after another, yet you, sir, are able to tolerate them rather than resorting to violent investigations and killing them one by one..."

"In my opinion, Empress Houtu possesses a broad mind and great vision, making her the most tolerant leader among all the Great Luo beings of this era..."

Feng Xi first used a bunch of nice words to pave the way for what she really wanted to say later.

The effect was remarkable; Houtu's expression softened slightly, and her imposing aura was no longer so heavy.

Then Feng Xi continued.

"Since you possess a heart that embraces the world and a heart that embraces the cycle of creation and reincarnation... I presume that at this crucial moment, you will not prioritize external forces over internal ones, nor will you adopt a policy of securing internal stability before addressing external threats, preferring to give to those outside rather than to your own people, thus distorting the meaning of the Chinese people and causing them to become disaffected!"

Feng Xi's face held a hint of tragic solemnity. "I hope Your Majesty will understand my thoughts!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Houtu, the ancestral witch, showed no emotion, but the oppressive tone of her voice was almost tangible.

Feng Xi met his gaze—though it was not an easy task.

Time seemed to stand still here, and the pressure felt like it had suppressed the years, making Feng Xi feel what it meant to be "eternal in an instant".

In the end, when Feng Xi began to feel a little dazed, the pressure emanating from Houtu vanished instantly, and the Ancestral Witch even smiled gently.

"Are you saying these things because you're in the wrong position, because you have some connection with Emperor Yan... or because you're genuinely worried about the greater good and future of the human race and the Wu race, and that's why you're risking your life to tell me?"

"Aren't you worried I'll slap you to death?"

"It's for the sake of humanity, for the sake of the Witch Clan," Feng Xi said firmly. "Although I sometimes care about personal gain, I can still distinguish right from wrong when it comes to matters of principle..."

"Oh." Houtu chuckled leisurely. "You little witch, you can even distinguish right from wrong... then why do you think I can't?"

"Because the Yan Emperor Saint King just didn't give you face, and the Yellow Emperor Saint King will even come over you and act arrogantly..." Feng Xi muttered to himself, not daring to say these words out loud.

If word gets out, he'll be completely finished!

"Sigh..." Houtu sighed, looking somewhat sad. "I thought you, little witch, knew how to understand the superior's intentions and respect your superiors..."

She looked at the miniature Houtu tattoo on Feng Xi's forehead, her meaning unspoken.

"I never expected you to make a mistake now..."

"It was my stupidity that led me to admit my mistake," Feng Xi readily admitted, taking the opportunity offered by Hou Tu to back down.

Houtu was very satisfied with his attitude. "You are not stupid, but sometimes you are too stubborn."

"Actually..." Houtu squinted, "Although the whereabouts of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor are currently a mystery, I have no choice but to take on this task, interpreting their thoughts, passing on their spirit, and uniting the collective..."

"But how could a ancestral shaman like me... possibly over-interpret or infringe upon the rights of the Yan and Huang people?"

A solemn and dignified expression flashed across Houtu's face. "Now I will tell you... Before I let you spread the word, I will gather people from the witch clan for discussion."

"The most outstanding elites have been selected, representatives from all walks of life... What do they represent? They represent the voice of the community, the voice of every lesser witch in the entire witch clan!"

"They gathered, organized, and sorted out the core elements that best represent the spirit of humanity..."

"Although the Yellow Emperor has not yet appeared, no one knows what his thoughts and spirit are like..."

"But then!"

Houtu emphasized her words, "I think that as the strongest Holy Emperor of the human race, his thoughts and actions must be for the benefit of the vast majority of humanity, right? They represent what humanity truly pursues, right?"

She asked Feng Xi this question.

Feng Xi nodded vigorously, daring not to object.

"Isn't that settled then?" Houtu said with a smile. "The spirit and thought summarized and refined by the human elites should perfectly align with the Yellow Emperor's ideas, shouldn't they?"

The Yellow Emperor's ideas resonated with the needs of humankind.

The human race's pursuit of the future and their call for a better world should theoretically align with the Yellow Emperor's ideals.

What?

What if they really are different?

One of them must be fake!

Since the human race cannot be fake, the fake one must be the Yellow Emperor!

You fake Yellow Emperor, how dare you come to rule the human race?

If you cannot meet the needs of the vast majority of the human race, what right do you have to assume the position of Holy Emperor of the human race?

Get down here!

"I believe Fellow Daoist Huangdi will agree with this reasoning," Houtu said calmly. "Because the Yanhuang Philosophy, which I gathered elites to compile and edit, absolutely represents the ultimate pursuit of humanity, a supreme and unwavering ideal for the people to strive for!"

"If that fellow Daoist Huangdi, who has been hiding until now, can achieve this, then he deserves to be the strongest king of the human race!"

"We can't do that..." Houtu smiled, "Then we won't say anything... He may not have a place as the Holy Emperor, but the human race will still be very eager to give him the position of Human King."

"But if he lacks such spiritual convictions and greedily desires a position unworthy of his virtue... such a person will one day part ways with us!"

Houtu's smile grew even brighter.

Does such an emperor really exist?

impossible!

No!

If there really is one, she'll eat the table in front of her.

This wave is stable!

Don't even think about anyone daring to bully her anymore!

P.S.: Please note that this should not be over-interpreted.

(End of this chapter)