Chapter 2068: Forge the Witch-Slaying Sword!

Luo Fu also informed the Twelve Ancestral Wu about this matter.

Upon hearing this, the Twelve Ancestral Wu all condemned the demonic clans and even considered leaving Penglai Immortal Island to rescue the human race—but Luo Fu stopped them.

"Holy Luo Fu, why can't we go over there?"

"I ask you: do you know who created the human race?" Luo Fu said calmly.

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Di Jiang: "..."

With just those words, the Twelve Ancestral Wu were left helpless, for they all knew humans were created by Nüwa.

It was precisely because Nüwa created the human race and gave them vitality that she attained sainthood; her becoming a saint was merely a matter of time—they could never forget that.

Shebi Shi was still furious—was there truly no other way?

More importantly, they are forging the Witch-Slaying Sword!

If they succeed, the Wu clan will be restrained, and these demonic sages have no regard for life whatsoever.

Luo Fu said nothing further, letting them deliberate among themselves on what to do.

Sister Xuanming smiled and said: "Actually, we don't need to act just yet. After all, they cannot forge anything significant about the human race in a short time—it has nothing to do with us Wu now."

"Some things we must weigh carefully, but others we need not."

"Sister Xuanming, what do you mean?" Zhu Jiuyin slowly began to grasp her point.

"Second brother, why not let things take their course? We are already on Penglai Immortal Island. If we quickly obtain what we need and strengthen ourselves, why fear the demonic clans?"

Everyone turned to look at Sister Xuanming, slowly reflecting on her words.

Sister Houtu also nodded sharply.

"I agree with Sister Xuanming—we only need to strengthen ourselves."

Luo Fu had not expected Sister Xuanming to grasp it so quickly; among the Twelve Ancestral Wu, Houtu had the highest talent, but Sister Xuanming reacted fastest in certain aspects.

Because of this, Luo Fu regarded Sister Xuanming with renewed respect.

Besides her Bone Arrow, Sister Xuanming's Qiankun Cauldron could also lend him aid.

After thinking it over, Di Jiang nodded as well.

"Correct. Let's stop thinking about other things—right now, what matters more is figuring out how to use this trap to capture these demonic beasts driven mad."

These mad demonic beasts had dwelled on Penglai Immortal Island for over a thousand years.

They had never been able to eliminate them, for though Penglai Immortal Island's chaotic energy was scarce, it was not absent; each time they were invaded by chaotic energy, the beasts grew stronger.

Luo Fu also wanted to know how they could eliminate these creatures.

"Let's go—enter and take a look!"

Luo Fu led them inside; along the way, they saw many locations.

Precisely because they saw so much, and because all these circumstances were directly relevant to them, the Twelve Ancestral Wu understood them thoroughly.

The Wu clan naturally possessed acute senses of smell, making this especially clear to them.

Yet due to the situation among the Twelve Ancestral Wu, they realized the circumstances were different—but they were still prepared, and their preparation was sound.

It seemed Zhu Jiuyin, Di Jiang, and others had already devised a plan, which is why they brought them in—to find the best vantage point to observe the trap.