Chapter 2: Let Them Fight, I Shall Just Lay Low for a Hundred Years

With the Demon Race establishing the Demon Court, no one was more anxious than the Wu Clan.

Therefore, upon learning of this matter, they gathered together at the very first moment.

"I wonder how Big Brother's injuries are?"

"Regardless of whether Big Brother has woken up or not, we must avenge the grudge of him being wounded."

"But now that the Demon Race has established the Demon Court, they have a massive following and are gaining great momentum."

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Pangu Hall was formed from the skull of the Great God Pangu.

It appears to be a single hall, but in reality, it contains a world within.

The twelve Ancestral Witches reside within it, each possessing their own hall.

When the eleven Ancestral Witches arrived outside the Space Palace, Dijiang had already seen them through his divine sense.

"Fellow Ancestral Witches, please enter the hall to speak."

Dijiang saw this.

He directly opened the gates of his Space Palace.

"Big Brother, seeing your complexion is ruddy, your injuries must have recovered."

"Now that the Demon Race has established the Demon Court, what do you say we should do?"

"As long as Big Brother gives the order, I can charge into their Lingxiao Treasure Hall right now."

"That's right, we are the Pangu Orthodox; this world belongs to our Wu Clan."

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The eleven Ancestral Witches rubbed their fists and wiped their palms, looking eager to try.

"Second Brother, what is your opinion?"

Dijiang looked toward Zhu Jiuyin.

Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, he is the strongest, followed by Zhu Jiuyin.

"We need not concern ourselves with his intentions, but we must protect the world of the Father God; we absolutely cannot let those born of wet eggs and shells occupy it."

Zhu Jiuyin pointed his finger toward the sky.

The meaning was very clear.

What is Tiandao Hongjun worth?

We are attacking the Demon Race not because of his decree.

It is because we are the Pangu Orthodox, and we are the masters of this world.

However, Dijiang was very dissatisfied with this result.

He had originally thought that Zhu Jiuyin would be different from the other younger brothers and sisters.

After all, he controls forty percent of the Time Law and should be able to see some things about the future.

But why is he still so muddled, and in the original story, he didn't even warn himself?

The Wu Clan is unruly and unyielding, relying on their status as having the Pangu Bloodline to act arrogant and look down upon all races in the world.

This flaw is one they never corrected until their deaths.

If he hadn't read the history of the Great Desolation once, Dijiang himself would never have recognized the reality.

【Ding! Order the Wu Clan to lay low at Mount Buzhou for one thousand years.】

【The first century: The physical body can obtain forty percent of the Space Law.】

【The second century: The physical body can obtain fifty percent of the Space Law.】

【.】

【The eighth century: The physical body can obtain ninety percent of the Space Law.】

【The ninth century: Can obtain the God-Slaying Spear.】

【The tenth century: Can obtain the secret technique for the Wu Clan to cultivate the Primordial Spirit.】

"The God-Slaying Spear, that is the companion object of the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, known as the number one Innate Spiritual Treasure for offense."

"And with the Soul Secret Technique, why can't our Wu Clan defy the heavens and change our fate?"

Seeing this, Dijiang felt even more confident about the future.

Only.

"Big Brother, what are you still thinking about?"

"As long as you wave your hand, we can seize the Great Desolate Land in the blink of an eye."

"When that time comes, endless Heavenly Dao Merit will descend, and we will only be stronger than the Demon Race."

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The eleven Ancestral Witches looked at Dijiang with eager faces.

They wished they could rush out right now to unify the Great Desolate Land.

"Sister Houtu, what do you say?"

Dijiang was not in a hurry, instead looking at Houtu.

She is the only one who has been to Zixiao Palace.

To use words from Blue Star, she is the only Ancestral Witch among the twelve with any ambition.

Dijiang wanted to hear her opinion. "I think this matter is open to discussion."

The Ancestral Witches have irritable temperaments, only Houtu has a naturally gentle nature.

Now that she spoke, her voice was extremely moving.

"Oh, speak quickly, sister, Big Brother wants to hear your suggestion."

Dijiang, upon hearing this, became interested.

"Big Brother's injuries have only just healed; if we were to rashly attack the Demon Race now, it would be extremely inappropriate."

"Then, what is Houtu's meaning, little sister?"

"I think we can first follow what that person said, manage the land we have, and then plan slowly."

As soon as these words were spoken, Dijiang furrowed his brows tightly.

"Little sister's words sound like they are boosting the morale of others while extinguishing our own prestige; I feel there is absolutely no need for this."

"That's right, I think Zhurong is correct; we of the Wu Clan fight the heavens and the earth, are we really afraid of a feathered beast like him?"

"Not so, not so; I think what little sister says is not without reason. The Demon Race has already gained the advantage of ruling the heavens, and now is the time we urgently need to improve our strength."

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Dijiang had originally thought Houtu would offer some special suggestion, but he had not expected it to just be about not wanting to clash head-on with the Demon Race right now.

It is true.

If it weren't for his own ten-year long dream, he would be the first one charging at the front right now.

Looking at his younger brothers and sisters, they hadn't even conquered the world yet, but they already thought the world was theirs.

Just this mindset.

"The land must be managed, the heavens must be ruled, and the Demon Race must be destroyed all the same."

"However... my body has not yet fully recovered."

"How about everyone waits for another period of time?"

Dijiang did not reject the determination of the eleven Ancestral Witches to vie for the world; instead, he wanted to employ a delaying tactic.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, have your injuries not healed yet?"

"That is the Chaos Bell, one of the three supreme innate treasures."

"At that time, to protect us, Big Brother took a head-on hit from the Chaos Bell."

"Damn that Taiyi, daring to use the Chaos Bell to hurt my Big Brother; see if I don't tear him apart later."

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The group of Ancestral Witches hurriedly stepped forward, looking at their Big Brother with faces full of concern.

"It is merely the Chaos Bell; my Law Body of space can still withstand it."

"Brothers, the struggle for the world is extremely dangerous; Big Brother is willing to always charge at the very front."

"But to fight, one must have a foolproof plan; one must never be reckless."

Dijiang looked at his younger brothers and sisters with a stern face.

"Vying for the world is not a matter of a moment; Big Brother will rest well first, and once I have recuperated, we will fight them to the death."

"Big Brother has such high ambitions, how could we ever hold Big Brother back?"

"Brothers and sisters, let us go back first to hone our combat skills and wait quietly for Big Brother's orders."

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Dijiang knew well that it was useless to reason with them.

There were only two ways to make them listen.

One was to beat them into submission.

He now had absolute certainty that he could beat them down in a one-on-one situation.

But if all eleven came at him together, Dijiang did not have the slightest bit of certainty.

The Wu Clan valued loyalty and righteousness above all.

This was Dijiang's second method.

When all the Ancestral Witches left, Dijiang immediately began to cultivate.

It was the same Quasi-Saint mid-stage realm, but the amount of information carried within the Pangu Primordial Spirit was simply too vast.

Although the fusion was very smooth, it would still take Dijiang some time to fully absorb it.

Time flew by, and a leisurely hundred years passed.

【Ding, congratulations to the host for 'gou-ing' on Mount Buzhou for a hundred years; obtained 40% of the Space Law for the physical body.】

As the Gou System's voice sounded, his physical body trembled, and a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change occurred.

"Quasi-Saint early, middle, and late stages; each stage masters 30% of the laws."

"But my previous 40% Space Law was simply nonsense."

It was the same 40% Space Law.

His own 40% Space Law could only be described as gold and jade on the outside, but rotten on the inside.

Now that he had obtained the 40% Space Law for the physical body gifted by the Gou System, Dijiang felt that his physical body was now terrifyingly strong.

(End of chapter)