Chapter 65

Under Houtu's gaze as such a supreme giant, … stood out from among them……

Without a doubt, this difficulty is hell‑level.

Originally already playing by others' rules, and at the same time having to face countless overt and covert opponents challenging… Even if a minor account of a great divine‑ability cultivator were to join, facing this situation would make one's head swell, feeling a dull, aching sorrow.

Moreover, the key point is——with Houtu's gaze, that blatant cheating will surely be punished by the iron fist of justice!

Account ban!

"What a pity!"

Houtu let out a long sigh, yet still satisfied, "If it weren't for having to consider the big picture, how would I choose such a troublesome and time‑consuming way of handling things?"

"Just kill all the alt accounts outright, then also kill anyone suspicious, who rose too suddenly, or seems to have a backer…… the world would be peaceful!"

Houtu, the ancestor witch, clenched his fist.

Violence is the most direct way to solve problems!

Of course, according to this algorithm, Fengxi is also among those he killed…… Actually, this "luck" is too good, too good.

The best‑looking lad among the young witches!

"Yeah…… once they're all dead, the world will be peaceful." Dijiang's eyes flickered, the corner of his mouth rose, "Then we twelve ancestor witches can also take out the Wu Clan's wealth and split it…… each go home, and we won't have to fight the Lich Great Tribulation."

Such blunt, straightforward words made Houtu feel embarrassed, and he relaxed his clenched fist.

The Time Ancestor Witch's eyes flashed with wise light, the most mature and steady, grasping the big picture: "The Demon Race raises the banner of myriad races returning to one, like the starry sky accommodating all shining stars, distributing fiefdoms everywhere…… arranging bloodlines by rank, letting those who follow the Great Luo's will occupy high positions, thereby dividing human destiny's qi to nourish themselves."

"If we let them succeed and be fulfilled, letting those mighty beings who were merely observing the game join the Demon Race's camp…… our situation would become very difficult, from then on the whole world would be our enemy!"

"The whole world as our enemy!" Chu Jiuyin sighed, "Through the endless ages, aside from Pangu, who can be enemies of the whole world and still retreat completely?"

"Everyone is my enemy!" Zhu Jiuyin sighed, "Throughout the endless ages, aside from Pangu, who can be an enemy to the whole world and still withdraw unscathed?"

"Rahu is dead."

"Even if it's Hunyuan…… he also had to learn from predecessors' lessons, convene a meeting in the the Zixiao Palace, sit in a row, distribute fruits, promise each benefit one by one—what holy positions, spirit treasures…… to bribe the three thousand Great Luo, and among them the top mighty beings."

"People spread rumors, saying Hunyuan did this for the gods' fortune, the turning of karma……" This ancestor witch gave a light laugh, "But they don't know whether it is or not."

"Hunyuan ultimately isn't as strong as Pangu, who could make the whole world fall silent…… otherwise, what would karma mean?"

"To forcibly take the three thousand Great Luo's qi and not return it—what would that be?"

"He could simply say with utter arrogance—'You having the chance to send your qi to me is your blessing, the reward of endless ages of accumulated virtue!'"

As long as the fist is hard enough, the debtor becomes the big boss!

Those who offer money as tribute must also keep flattering—"Big boss, are you satisfied? Do you need more?"

Once, Rahu wanted to do that.

And he put it into practice.

But this demon ancestor's final outcome…… is indescribably bleak.

Hunyuan is very savvy and tactful; in the the Zixiao Palace he declared that he would lavishly bestow benefits in the future…… thus he is the Dao Ancestor, his fragrant name passed down through the ages.

Even Hunyuan is like this; what can the Wu Clan do now?

As long as its leaders aren't foolish, don't overestimate themselves, thinking that with their current strength they could sweep the entire Honghuang and that no member would die in battle…… then forming broad alliances and recruiting people is inevitable.

Making many friends and weakening the enemy's potential strength—this is the only way for factions to clash!

This principle is understood by the high ranks of the Demon Race, and just as clearly by the high ranks of the Wu Clan.

Regarding this, the current situation in the Wu Clan where minor accounts run rampant and alts are everywhere…… all lie within the tacit permission of the ancestor witches.

They have created a fair competitive arena, a grand gamble!

Behind the Wu Clan, the human race's struggle for the throne of Human King offers a winner‑takes‑all opportunity…… yet it is precisely what can most attract today's top divine‑ability cultivators who have confidence in themselves!

This is something the Demon Race cannot give.

After all, the Demon Race already has four emperors, occupying almost all the pits…… what remains, though still offering profit and opportunity that makes ordinary Great Luo eagerly strive, some mighty overlords are still dissatisfied.

After all, the Demon Race already has four emperors, and the pits are almost all occupied…… What remains, though there are still benefits and opportunities that make ordinary Great Luo eagerly strive, but some mighty powerhouses are somewhat dissatisfied.

Humankind is simply the best gaming platform.

And for a good platform, the most important thing is nothing other than fairness.

Otherwise, once the reputation goes bad—you can bring money in, but you can't take it out—who would come back?

As the landlord ancestor witches, they too must abide by this rule.

"You two, don't lecture me like this." Houtu looked at the Time and Space Ancestor Witches, "I'm just saying this casually. I know in my heart when to do what."

"When I cannot run amok across the world and must instead unite and ally, I will naturally present myself as harmless as livestock."

"When the victory is settled, that will be the day to split the loot…… heh, without me prompting, those Great Luo who have joined will be more eager than I to jump in!"

Houtu pursed his lips, "All of them have weathered the Dragon‑Phoenix Great Tribulation, gone through countless storms—who isn't an old sly fox with wicked thoughts flowing inside?"

"Even if someone were upright, pure, and flawless…… in this era's dye vat, they would have long since changed color."

"In the end, those who ought to turn against each other…… will surely do so."

The ancestor witches are acting harmless and fair, seeking to unite and ally.

The Great Luo who have mixed in know the ancestor witches are acting, but having their own aims, they go along with the act.

The Great Luo who had mixed in, knowing that the Ancestral Witch was acting, but having ulterior motives, cooperated in the act.

"I know you are acting."

"I know you know I am acting."

Three thousand Great Luo, three thousand actors—who can laugh last and pluck that precious fruit of victory?

"To defeat the Demon Race and rule heaven and earth…… we need many good 'teammates'." Houtu emphasized the word 'teammates', "But when it comes to dividing the spoils?"

"Some teammates, if they could suddenly meet an unfortunate death…… I would express deep sorrow for that, and would take along his share to look forward to the future together."

"Like the Five Directional Heavenly Emperors."

It seems like the Five Directions Heavenly Emperor.

The ancestral witches were eager to expand their business and win victory over the Demon Race; of course, if possible, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would rather have the meat rot in the pot, letting their core members reap the spoils.

Therefore, regarding those five Heavenly Emperors of the Five Directions who mysteriously mixed in…… these five guys joined the gamble, betting and betting until they suddenly turned the tables, bought up the vast majority of shares, and ran to lord it over the ancestral witches?

Write it down in the little notebook, focus on it!

Have the magnifying glass ready, observe how they keep winning their bets, whether they've ever cheated?

"The Five Directions Heavenly Emperors…… the human race actually has Five Directions Heavenly Emperors, how wonderful!" Di Jiang Zu Wu sighed, "Although, to this day we can only clearly know one of them——Fuxi!"

"In that case, even when the Lich Great Tribulation ends and the situation is lost, if any of us or several of us, having drunk fake liquor, lose control of our mana, originally intending to rush forward and self-destruct to take Di Jun or Taiyi with us…… we end up blasting the wrong person, mistakenly blasting Xihuang, taking him along to the Yellow Springs……"

"But the human race's Heavenly Emperors still have four…… I believe they can also lead the human race to better development!" Houtu took the hint, finishing what Di Jiang Zu Wu hadn't said, "We ancestral witches each have great magnanimity…… able to take up and also let go."

"What status and power, what luck and merit, are like fleeting clouds…… with a single heart only for making heaven and earth more beautiful."

"It's a pity that several of the strongest human kings couldn't feel our sincerity, appearing and disappearing mysteriously…… but that's fine."

"I firmly believe that, with our efforts…… sooner or later there will be a day when our perseverance moves them, to have face-to-face conversation, to meet with sincerity!"

Houtu delivered an inspiring speech, and the ancestral witches all cheered, expressing their full approval.

Under Houtu's guidance, they will ultimately triumph!

……

The meeting concluded, and the twelve ancestral witches each went their separate ways.

Starting today, they will adjust their level of attention to their respective tribes, and ferret out several hidden great dragons.

This is destined to be a long, drawn-out task.

Di Jiang Zu Wu stood in a courtyard, myriad orders transmitted outward, organizing and unifying the billions of Wu Clan subjects under his command.

Several great witches who obeyed his commands were kept busy beyond compare…… until finally, Di Jiang Zu Wu felt the need for balance, and only then did he allow the many office personnel to leave.

When the crowd dispersed, the vast courtyard momentarily felt empty and desolate, inexplicably carrying a bleak atmosphere.

When no one was around, the usually strong and composed Di Jiang Zu Wu poured himself a cup of wine.

The wine, he did not drink, merely holding it in his hand, head lowered, gazing silently.

On his face, a hint of sorrow flickered faintly, as if he were reminiscing about some past events.

After a long while, he suddenly tipped the cup, the crystal-clear immortal brew spilling onto the ground.

"This cup of wine is offered to Sui." Di Jiang Zu Wu raised his head, gazing at the firmament, "You sought benevolence and attained it, with no regret or resentment, heaven and earth as your coffin, the ages as your grave…… you are happy, yet you left us a mess to wrangle over."

Having spoken, Di Jiang Zu Wu refilled a cup of wine, gently swirling it.

"This cup of wine is offered to Shao Yang." He turned, looking toward the direction of the East Sea, a sense of sorrow in his eyes, "The Lord of Lesser Yang of the Donghua Purple Palace, leader of the immortals titled Eastern King…… you are not dead, but you are fading fast."

"You have some connection with Shao Hao, or perhaps someone will surely make you associated with Shao Hao, the grudges of the Dragon and Phoenix era…… although I know you are not that."

The immortal brew was poured out, again offering to a great divine adept.

Soon, the empty wine cup was filled again.

"This cup of wine is offered to Fuxi." While scattering the wine, this ancestral witch laughed, "On the day the Lich Great Tribulation ends, that will be your burial place…… although by then I will most likely have died before you."

"I am too strong, too capable." Di Jiang Zu Wu sighed lightly, filled his cup for the fourth time, drank it down in one gulp, offering it to himself, "Let me grow great—who will reap the fruits of victory?"

"No matter how I say it, Di Jiang Zu Wu is not Huangdi, but I am so outstanding, so stunning, that some people are already ill at ease. Not being Huangdi, I still want to act as Huangdi to suppress and exterminate."

"For now, my abilities are needed and can be tolerated, but once the victory is settled? If I fall, then everyone can rest easy……"

"As for the gap in the great formation…… heh, in the era of Chaos, Pangu slew three thousand demon gods, yet the hollow willow that grasped the source of space escaped this calamity. To say there is no mastermind pulling strings behind the scenes, who would believe it?"

Di Jiang Zu Wu's gaze was deep and obscure, unfathomable.

"Someone is manipulating Pangu, playing with the ages, writing the epic of the ages, directing all of this." Gripping the wine cup and crushing it, the sorrow on the ancestral witch's face vanished, replaced by coldness and killing intent, "But I am unwilling…… to sacrifice the blood and souls of our four, I will carve out a new heaven and earth!"

"Let that lofty one, who thinks he grasps everything, know——"

(End of chapter)