Chapter 125: The Three Clans' Schemes (Asking for Monthly Votes!)

Central State, Auspicious Beast Cliff.

One blue, one red, one yellow.

Three figures sat together in silence, not speaking a word, the atmosphere heavy……

Are you sure it's them?

Ancestor Dragon suddenly spoke up.

Ancestor Phoenix nodded, his face grim:

【A matter concerning bloodline awakening and becoming Dao……】

Ancestor Dragon suddenly felt as if he had grasped a key issue:

Wait!

【Regarding the Three Ancestors' scheme, you are unaware.】

【Educational work, you've entirely entrusted it to Hongjun Old Daoist—he excels in both literature and martial arts, knows everything, masters everything, bringing up students with ease; a casual lesson and everyone walks from barbarism into civilization.】

Could it be that this person truly understands nothing, awakening bloodlines with just a thought… that's why Hongjun the old man hangs out with him?

The Three Ancestors never imagined that Jiao Ming was a 'sage' wholeheartedly for the Myriad Spirits—because the interests behind this are enormous; had he known, he would have long started having the bloodline descendants die in all sorts of ways!

Thus the current situation proves that Jiao Ming really understands nothing……

【The letter was written by Ancestor Phoenix.】

Our abilities are about the same; he at most has Hongjun backing him—we three versus his two, we can definitely take them down!

Ancestor Qilin, however, caught the drift, his brow lifting:

No…… if that person knew this and intended to act on it, why would Hongjun be with him?

【"Vermilion Bird, greetings to the Common Ancestor of Myriad Spirits!"】

【Your territory keeps growing, the population under your rule increases, yet you're not happy at all—because you don't like these!】

【The way elders look at juniors makes you somewhat bewildered, but you didn't say much, merely gradually getting used to the surface-level address of fellow Daoists while actually being senior and junior; after all, you're just an ordinary living being, treating innate divinities as elders—no big problem……】

Once he dies, his bloodline will lose its core…… then we'll slaughter his bloodline, scatter our own bloodline across the Wasteland as originally planned…… perhaps then the Dao will still have hope……

【If you enforce slavery, there's naturally no need to worry—after all, you don't regard them as human; at worst, like in your past life, just let the slaves serve you; as a slave master you needn't care about their life or death, they'll perish on their own internally.】

【And in the process of looking through, your already terrible mood shifted a little……】

Ancestor Qilin's words awakened the dreamer; Ancestor Phoenix also stared blankly:

Exactly, Hongjun the old man is famed as an 'Immortal Dao Values Life', hating killing most of his life; if Jiao Ming Old Ancestor intended to become Dao via bloodline awakening, Hongjun the old man not killing him would already be good—how could he collude with him?

Become Dao?

【Living like this, contrary to your nature, will naturally make you feel pained; over time you begin to neglect governance……】

Unless it's an anomaly!

But Ancestor Qilin coldly snorted, not optimistic:

……

【He can only tell you to endure for now, but as to how long exactly, he can't give an answer……】

【You want all beings to walk an orderly, civilized road, to avoid the past lifetime's Three Clans Great War; you don't want innocents to die, you just want everyone to live in peace and prosperity……】

【After all, the Three Clans hadn't even started developing when they were already finished; at most they could only hold their headquarters, simply closing off and daring not to contend with you.】

I've never heard of it……

Besides, even we three can only awaken one tribe's living beings—birds, beasts, scaled aquatic folk—but that guy can awaken all living beings; impossible!

What do we do then!

【You're merely, under Hongjun's guidance, gradually spreading the influence of the Small Volcano.】

Ancestor Phoenix glared at the other two ancestors:

Ancestor Dragon said in a low voice:

Even with us, the Wasteland has few innate divinities; besides, after all these years, everyone worth knowing is known—it's impossible for another to suddenly appear…… unless……

Could it be……

The three stared at each other:

It's those two—one is Hongjun the old man, the other I haven't seen, but hearing from the slaves below, that person is called 【Jiao Ming Old Ancestor】……

【Laws need you to devise, life needs you to manage—food, clothing, housing, travel, use—you must oversee each; the more people under you, the more troubles arise.】

【After probing you indirectly, Hongjun Old Daoist also seemed to understand much; his gaze toward you is always full of kindness.】

Jiao Ming……

The three's eyes flickered; Ancestor Qilin spoke frankly:

We three are formed from the Giant God's Essence, truly the Source of Wisdom; aside from us three, no other innate divinities have the ability to grant wisdom to living beings.

You say, does that person actually know or not about the idea of bloodline becoming Dao?

【And once you neglect governance, this rough makeshift troupe centered on you naturally can't continue: laws won't be carried out accurately, various coordinations won't be done well.】

Compared to their two, we three may have one extra person, but at our level of cultivation, a single person's difference isn't enough to decide life or death.

【One day, when your mood was at its worst, an unexpected person came to your Small Volcano.】

The plan was rejected, Ancestor Phoenix also grew angry:

This won't work, that won't work—we can't just watch that guy become Dao!!

This suggestion sounds reasonable; at least Ancestor Dragon is willing to believe, because the road is blocked now—only doing this might salvage everything……

【As time went on, the Myriad Spirits, who had been fairly happy, gradually began to complain; this only made you more negative, more wanting to escape all of this……】

Nonsense—he used bloodline awakening to grant wisdom to all living beings; if he's not aiming to become Dao, what else could he be thinking!

The Three Ancestors exchanged a knowing smile:

Sure enough, when heaven doesn't cut off a person's path, opportunity arrives just like this!

After hearing Zu Feng's advice, Zu Long was clearly somewhat moved.

【You have no desire for power, you aren't particularly fond of honor either; instead of sitting in prison in that exalted position, you would rather live freely without restraint.】

【Thus, the free bird was locked into the iron cage forged by power; none of this was its intention, nor was it its pursuit—it should be soaring freely!】

【That arch-criminal from your previous life, who in this life has unusually sent you a letter, wrote in beautiful calligraphy a series of phoenix seals and narrated an event to you.】

【But this doesn't mean you'll be carefree and at ease, for although you don't have to worry about teaching and transformation, you still have to handle everything else.】

【Thus, you sullenly complained to Hongjun, but Hongjun also had no good solution, for he too is a political idiot; and although you have held that position for a long time, truly speaking of ability, you are definitely stronger than him.】

【But in this life you have resolved not to implement slavery, yet you don't know what a better system would look like, so you end up having to do everything yourself.】

Speaking of this, the three ancestors all turned ashen-faced, after all their path to the Dao is tied to the tribe; now the three tribes basically cannot develop, which means they have no chance to attain the Dao in this lifetime……

Zu Feng heard this, stared for a moment, and said angrily:

【Why would a free bird lock itself in an iron cage just for a bunch of expendables?】

The two both looked at him with puzzled eyes: what's wrong with this old long worm?

Zu Long asked Zu Feng in a strange tone:

【Besides, you are indeed the 'dear father' who bestowed wisdom upon all spirits; under the banner of the 'Ancestor of All Spirits,' beings from all lands enthusiastically flocked in, needing no battle, and you easily accomplished the expansion of territory……】

"Our three tribes haven't even begun and are already finished; our sole path to the Dao has been ruined by him!"

【In short, thanks to your efforts, the Small Volcano Force gradually grew, expanding from a corner of the Southern Wasteland to the whole Southern Wasteland, then swiftly advancing toward the north, east, west, and central regions, showing great potential to unify the Primeval Wasteland!】

"His lineage I dare not kill, but he himself must die!"

"It can only be an odd number……"

Zu Long and Zu Qilin racked their brains, but they could never think of any other innately divine being in the Primeval Wasteland.

"Even if they can't defeat them, they can still run away—kill them? Hah……"

This basin of cold water directly doused the somewhat inclined Zu Long to the bone:

Indeed, at the same realm, numerical advantage isn't especially obvious; trying to achieve a three-on-two total kill has almost zero chance!

Zu Feng's plan seemed perfect, but in fact the first step couldn't be carried out……

"If that's the case……"

Zu Feng said resentfully:

"I don't care what odd number he is! We had already divided the benefits in advance, destined to jointly rule as Lords of the Primeval Wasteland, yet he does this—what's the point of being Lords of the Primeval Wasteland?"

【Your former life's good brother Zhu Que bowed to you, and then carefully handed you a letter.】

【……】

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(End of Chapter)