Chapter 131: A Bountiful Harvest

Seeing Dijiang's figure vanish, Tian Yuan likewise cast his gaze toward the horizon.

Upon returning to Mount Buzhou, he had been puzzled as to why Hou had not returned.

Of course, he was not worried; he was merely perplexed.

Even for Dijiang, taking action against Hou, who was at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Mid-Stage, would require quite a bit of effort.

In the Wu Clan tribe beneath Mount Buzhou, countless dense, dark-red array patterns emerged, spreading across the entire space.

Taking advantage of Dijiang's absence, Tian Yuan wondered whether he should head down for a stroll.

Having captured several Ancestral Witches all at once, Dijiang would surely be more cautious in the future; no one knew what other methods the Wu Clan might possess.

With the backing of that person in Purple Heaven Palace, capturing ordinary members of the Wu Clan or Ancestral Witches would certainly become increasingly difficult in the future; he could not let a single opportunity slip by now.

Who would have thought that just as this idea crossed his mind, silver light flickered in the distance and Dijiang's figure appeared, clearly also on guard against him.

The other party glanced at Mount Buzhou and plunged into the rolling blood mist.

Immediately, in Tian Yuan's astonished gaze, the Blood Fiend Qi shrouding the Wu Clan tribe surged rapidly, and bolts of lightning began to traverse the sky-supporting stone pillars standing in the center.

Profound Dao Patterns emerged one by one, connecting into mysterious patterns that flickered above the tribe.

Following this, the obscuring blood mist began to shrink, revealing numerous stone pillars and exposing the environment inside the tribe.

The earth was crimson, all things had withered, and no living beings were to be seen.

The blood mist seemed to have been swallowed by something unknown, revealing a vast space, yet no figures of the Wu Clan were visible.

Tian Yuan frowned and turned to look at Gonggong and Houtu beside him.

Houtu shook her head and looked at Gonggong on her left; she had been away from the tribe for a long time and was unaware of the changes in the Wu Clan.

"I do not know either!" Gonggong's expression was equally blank.

When he was captured by Tian Yuan, the Wu Clan tribe did not yet have the remains of the Chaos Demon God.

No one spoke further; they all simply stared in the direction of the tribe.

The speed at which the blood mist shrank grew faster and faster, revealing patches of mountains, rivers, and lakes.

Due to the influence of the Chaos Demon God's blood and Qi, they were almost all barren lands, and the few remaining flowers, plants, and trees were also tinged with a deep red, appearing eerie.

"Alas!" Seeing the scene in the distance, Houtu could not help but sigh softly.

The Wu Clan prided themselves on being the Pangu Orthodox, yet they ravaged the Primordial World in such a manner; Houtu felt very helpless in her heart.

Beside her, Gonggong, Kuafu, and the others also had solemn expressions, their moods somewhat despondent.

Regardless of anything else, Dijiang and the others belonged to the Wu Clan; they were originally one body.

Yet now, these Ancestral Witches had embarked on a path diametrically opposed to theirs for the sake of selfish desires.

The several Great Witches, including Kuafu, who had been stirred up by the fierce battle with the Ancestral Witches, also secretly made up their minds to treat the tasks entrusted by Senior Tian Yuan with caution in the future.

This was not only to repay Tian Yuan but also to save their former clansmen.

They were the children of the Father God, the only Pangu Orthodox in the Primordial World; bringing benefit to the Primordial World was their mission.

In just this short time, most of the area of the former Wu Clan tribe had been exposed.

There were still no living beings, and the shadows of the Wu Clan were nowhere to be seen.

Tian Yuan frowned slightly; he had just asked Huluwa and Fuxi, and although they had captured many Wu people, the area covered had not been this large.

Not only were there no figures of the Wu Clan in the distance, but the remains of the Chaos Demon God that had been suspended in the air had also disappeared.

"They have all been absorbed by the temple," Gonggong, who was waiting on the side, said softly.

He could feel that all the rapidly shrinking Blood Fiend Qi was surging toward the direction of the Pangu Temple.

Tian Yuan did not speak; he also saw this, and a very ominous feeling immediately arose in his heart.

He had been to the Pangu Temple and knew that the Blood Pool contained another space; if all the Wu Clan retreated to guard the Blood Pool, it would be troublesome in the future.

Houtu and the others beside him also thought of this possibility, their expressions somewhat gloomy.

Time passed slowly, and patches of red earth were revealed, still without any sign of the Wu Clan.

By the time all the Blood Fiend Qi had retreated into that valley of the Pangu Temple, the group still had not seen a single member of the Wu Clan.

The blood mist that had occupied the Eastern Land beneath Mount Buzhou for hundreds of thousands of years had vanished, leaving only the lonely, towering giant stone pillars.

"Fellow Daoist, it will be troublesome from now on." Houtu looked at the blood mist dissipating in the valley in the distance, her brows furrowed deeply.

Because of Tian Yuan's strength, or perhaps the might of Mount Buzhou, Dijiang had brought all the Wu Clan back to the Blood Pool.

To capture the Wu Clan in the future, one would have to face Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches directly.

"It is fine, there is always a way when the cart reaches the mountain; besides, the harvest this time is not small." Tian Yuan did not take it too much to heart.

Originally, he had thought it would be perfect to capture one or two Ancestral Witches, but he had exceeded his mission and even taken down the Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin.

The Time Law was undoubtedly a powerful law and difficult to cultivate, but it was much easier here at Mount Buzhou.

And by utilizing this body of Mount Buzhou, he could also master it quickly.

Even if he had to face the Ancestral Witch Dijiang and the others, Tian Yuan felt no fear; his only worry was that Dijiang and the others had gone too far to turn back.

From the Demon-Dao Dispute to the Witch-Demon Calamity was an entire Great Calamity of time; Tian Yuan did not know exactly how many calculations and layouts Hongjun had.

After all, compared to that person in Purple Heaven Palace, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang really did not count for much.

If he could not even handle the Wu Clan, how could he bring benefit to the Primordial World?

Having said this, Tian Yuan cast his gaze toward the distant horizon. A figure was slowly approaching; it was Nuwa, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Glancing at her cultivation realm, Tian Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, and Fuxi's exclamation of surprise already rang out beside him.

"Little sister!"

With a loud shout, Fuxi darted out.

Previously, because of the matter of the Demon Court, the two had been at odds for a long time. Now, having not seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years, Fuxi missed her dearly.

Ever since they had taken human form, they had never been separated for so long.

"Elder brother!" Nuwa, who had flown over, was also filled with joy.

Not only was he happy to see Fuxi, but more importantly, Fuxi appearing on Mount Buzhou meant that Tian Yuan had accepted the other party.

And this likewise meant that Fuxi had completely severed his thoughts of the Demon Court; how could this not make Nuwa excited?

Nodding, Nuwa flashed past Fuxi and bowed respectfully toward Tian Yuan: "Many thanks, Dao Brother!"

It was all thanks to Tian Yuan; if not for him, her brother would never have been able to make a clean break with the Demon Court.

Fuxi, who had stopped in mid-air, rubbed the tip of his nose and followed Nuwa's pace with a depressed expression.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist for stepping into the ranks of the Hunyuan!" Tian Yuan smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a look of surprise.

Hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and Nuwa had also stepped into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Mid-Stage, which was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa did not show much joy, and replied somewhat helplessly: "It is just that my Dao has not yet been enlightened."

Leaving the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space was precisely to search for her own Dao.

Although she had gained many insights on the Primordial land over these years, there was still no sign of the Dao that Tian Yuan had spoken of.

"Deliberate pursuit may yield nothing; relax your mindset, and perhaps a flash of inspiration will lead to enlightenment," Tian Yuan replied softly.

Of course, he hoped that Nuwa would break through quickly, so that she could assist him in capturing the Witch and Demon Clans.

It was just that Tian Yuan did not dare to give too many hints; after all, the most critical part of such things was the process of realization.

Nuwa was stunned, a trace of relief flashing through her eyes. "What Dao Brother says is true; it is Nuwa who was obsessed."

Ever since she first saw the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil on Mount Buzhou, she had been unable to stop thinking about her own Dao.

Over these years, her progress in the Law of Creation had been significant, but there had been no progress at all regarding the Dao of the Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Daos.

"Congratulations, Sister Nuwa!" Houtu, who was nearby, stepped forward to offer her congratulations.

Nuwa met her gaze, scanned Houtu's cultivation realm, and said with equal joy: "Sister Houtu, congratulations to you as well!"

As she spoke, Nuwa nodded slightly toward Gonggong and the others at the side.

Nuwa's expression was calm, while Gonggong's expression was slightly different, but he still nodded in response, as did Kuafu and the others nearby.

"By the way, Dao Brother, I have a small gift for you." Nuwa seemed to have thought of something and backhanded the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

As the unfurled scroll shook lightly in the air, a massive figure with a human face and tiger body, covered in golden scales and with wings growing from its shoulder blades, rolled out.

"Rushou!" Several exclamations rang out, and Houtu and the others all looked joyful.

Dijiang had noticed Rushou's disappearance, and Houtu and the others had discovered it as well, but having not seen the Fierce Beast Hou return for so long, they did not know the situation, and did not expect it to have been captured by Nuwa.

Added to the already captured Zhu Jiuyin, Jumang, Tianwu, and Xizi, they had captured a full five Ancestral Witches this time, which could be called a bountiful harvest.

Meeting everyone's surprised gazes, Nuwa said with a smile: "I don't have this ability; it is all thanks to Dao Brother's little companion!"

Without the help of the Fierce Beast Hou, the Map of Mountains and Rivers could not have trapped Rushou, let alone captured the other party.

Nuwa did not state it clearly, but everyone on the scene knew she was talking about the Fierce Beast Hou.

Regarding that Fierce Beast, Tian Yuan was also helpless; he had originally intended for it to pin down one Ancestral Witch.

He did not expect this guy to flee toward the corpse of the Chaos Demon God at the first opportunity, but fortunately, it had completed the task in the end.

Rushou had already been taken down, and the Fierce Beast Hou was likely hiding in some corner devouring that corpse.

With a remnant corpse of a Chaos Demon God, he imagined that it would not be long before the Fierce Beast Hou's strength increased once again.

"Many thanks to fellow Daoist; otherwise, the Fierce Beast Hou alone could not have captured an Ancestral Witch!" Tian Yuan put Rushou away casually, his face full of smiles.

Of the twelve Ancestral Witches, only five remained in the Pangu Temple now, not even as many as he had captured.

This Witch-Demon Calamity, he feared, would not be able to break out.

Without a Great Calamity, there would be no loss of life; these were all permanent laborers, and Tian Yuan cared about that very much.

As for whether the might of Mount Buzhou would expose anything, Tian Yuan did not really care.

The appearance of the Chaos Demon God's corpse meant that the one in the Purple Heaven Palace already knew; even Hongjun was aware, so there was even less need to care about those Innate Sacreds.

Having cleared one Main Vein, the many members of the Wu Clan could not resist the might of Mount Buzhou, and he would only become stronger from here on out.

What needed to be considered now was to clear more Earth Veins as quickly as possible and capture more living beings.

"This trip has been very satisfying; let us return to the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space!" Tian Yuan, withdrawing his gaze, looked at Houtu and the others at his side.

Houtu, Nuwa, and the others naturally nodded in agreement, and although Gonggong, Fuxi, and those Great Witches were somewhat unwilling, they did not voice any objections.

A faint will rose, instantly enveloping them all.

"Dao Brother! Dao Brother Tian Yuan!"

(End of chapter)