Chapter 193

193. Chapter 190: Pan Huang in Seclusion, Changes in Minghe and Zhenyuan

After returning to Mount Shouyang, Zhao Gongming and the others learned that Pan Huang had gone into seclusion, so they very skillfully took over the affairs of the Ren Sect. After all, even when Pan Huang was not in seclusion, he did not interfere too much in the affairs of the Ren Sect. The affairs of the Ren Sect had always been managed by Zhao Gongming and the others, so they were quite comfortable with it.

In fact, for the Human Race, Pan Huang was more like a spirit. He did not need to participate in any affairs of the Ren Sect; as long as he stood there, the Human Race would not have any problems. This was Pan Huang's role.

After going into seclusion, Pan Huang first turned his gaze to his inner world. Since he opened his inner world and became a Saint, he had rarely paid attention to his inner world. He had let the inner world evolve and grow on its own. In Pan Huang's words, he wanted to see a more natural and real world.

But now it seemed that it was not very realistic, because his inner world did not seem to have grown significantly. Although Pan Huang's strength had improved to the peak of the Saint realm, his inner world had not grown much. Compared to the time of becoming a Saint, Pan Huang's inner world had only expanded in area, the spiritual energy had become a bit more abundant, and the integration of the Heavenly Dao with this world had deepened a bit. Apart from that, there was no change.

"It seems that the growth of the inner world still requires human intervention!" After observing the inner world for a while, Pan Huang muttered to himself.

After speaking, he fell into deep thought, because Pan Huang was considering the development direction of his inner world.

Because he knew too many development directions—immortal cultivation, martial arts, technology, pure physical body, as well as battle energy, magic, alchemy, and so on. It was precisely because he knew too much that he developed a fear of choice.

"If I don't consider anything else, I personally prefer the technological direction, but the technological direction cannot adapt to the current me. If I want to adapt to the current me, I can only start from the aspect of immortal cultivation," Pan Huang muttered while rubbing his chin.

In the end, Pan Huang still chose to start from the aspect of immortal cultivation. After all, he was familiar with this. After determining the direction of immortal cultivation, Pan Huang began to transform the inner world.

As an innate god of the Primordial world, the thirteenth Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan, and the first Ancestral Witch to possess a primordial spirit and cultivate to the Saint realm, Pan Huang had an understanding of the Primordial world, or rather, immortal cultivation, that surpassed ordinary people.

Pan Huang used the knowledge from his previous life and the experience of this life as the keynote for the development of the inner world, and it only took him a short year to complete the transformation of the inner world. Now he only needed to let the inner world evolve into a Small World.

But to evolve from an inner world to a Small World, there must be the birth of life, and Pan Huang happened to lack experience in this aspect, which suddenly made him feel troubled.

"How is this life nurtured? If I use normal sunlight and algae to produce oxygen, thereby giving birth to bacteria and single-celled organisms, will this cause the inner world to develop in a technological direction? After all, such life is the source of technological life," Pan Huang felt troubled when facing the nurturing of life.

"Main body, why don't you come and take a look at me? Maybe there is the answer you want!" Just when Pan Huang was troubled, Xuanzang's voice appeared in Pan Huang's mind.

Pan Huang thought of Xuanzang, and the Child-Mother River and the Abortion Spring immediately appeared in his mind. A clear plan instantly formed in his heart. The next second, he vanished from Mount Shouyang.

When he reappeared, Pan Huang had already appeared at the source of the Child-Mother River in the Daughter Kingdom. The space here had been sealed by Pan Huang back then, and no one else could find it except him. He didn't expect that he would come here again today.

After entering the source of the Child-Mother River, the mud pool full of the power of creation appeared before Pan Huang again. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The next second, Pan Huang reached out, and a green energy surged out from the mud pool. Before long, a green ball of light appeared in his hand.

This green ball of light was the power of creation in the mud pool. With this power of creation, his inner world could be upgraded.

Of course, he also had to take out the power in the Abortion Spring and then fuse them, so that he could ensure nothing would go wrong. After all, these two forces could catalyze the birth of innate Qi. Life nurtured using innate Qi should be worthy of an immortal cultivation world, right?

Pan Huang only took the power of creation and the power of extreme yang from the Child-Mother River and the Abortion Spring, and was not interested in the spiritual energy in the spring water. In other words, the Child-Mother River would be a spiritual spring from now on, and so would the Abortion Spring.

After Xuanzang learned of this news, a smile appeared on his face. After the battle with Mount Ling ended, he handed Mount Ling to Zen Master Wuchao, and then returned to the Daughter Kingdom to serve as the king.

Although the Daughter Kingdom now had men, it was only a small part. Most of the people envied the scene of marriage, but they did not have the courage to try it themselves.

If they wanted children, they would still drink the water of the Child-Mother River, but this time there was no incident of aborting male infants. After Xuanzang returned, he had been very troubled by this problem. As long as the Child-Mother River existed for one day, the Daughter Kingdom could not truly get on the right track.

So when Pan Huang prepared to upgrade the inner world, Xuanzang thought of the Child-Mother River at the first moment. This Child-Mother River was left behind by Nüwa when she created humans. Using it to upgrade the inner world should be no problem at all. Pan Huang taking the power of creation from the Child-Mother River could not only upgrade the inner world but also solve the current predicament of the Daughter Kingdom. It was simply killing two birds with one stone.

After returning from the Daughter Kingdom, Pan Huang continued his seclusion. This time he prepared to evolve the inner world in one go. If the inner world did not evolve, he would never come out of seclusion.

Just when Pan Huang was in seclusion to evolve the inner world, Zhenyuan and Ancestor Minghe appeared in the Primordial world with a high frequency recently.

This was actually all a scheme of the Heavenly Dao. Now that the number of Heavenly Dao Saints was incomplete, and Hongjun had transcended the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao urgently needed two more Saints in the Primordial world to fill the positions. Only by filling these two Saint positions could the power of the Heavenly Dao recover a bit.

Otherwise, with the current strength of the Heavenly Dao, it could not directly interfere in the affairs of the Primordial world.

Under the influence of the Heavenly Dao, Ancestor Minghe and Zhenyuan soon felt that they could become Saints, but they were just missing a chance. The two of them referred to the experience of other Saints becoming Saints and summarized a reason: they lacked merit and fortune.

All Saints in the Primordial world becoming Saints could not be separated from these two things, and merit had to be before fortune. Only with massive merit could they touch the threshold of a Saint and become a Saint. After becoming a Saint, only fortune could help them stabilize the Saint position. These two things were indispensable.

This was why they frequently appeared in the Primordial world. Ancestor Minghe was a bit better, because he still had a Sea of Blood, and he possessed basic fortune. Now Minghe only needed to get some more merit, and becoming a Saint was basically stable.

Zhenyuan was a bit worse, because Zhenyuan was a loose cultivator, and he did not have much fortune on him. Even if he obtained the merit to become a Saint, without fortune to consolidate it after becoming a Saint, his Saint position would soon fall.

Thinking of this, Zhenyuan could not help but frown. His needs now were opposite to those of Ancestor Minghe. Ancestor Minghe urgently needed merit, while Zhenyuan urgently needed fortune.

Minghe needed merit, so he set his sights on those souls who were reincarnated. For this reason, he specifically found Mother Houtu.

"As long as it does not affect the normal operation of the Underworld, this palace will pretend not to see it," Mother Houtu looked at Ancestor Minghe and said.

"Thank you, Mother Pingxin!" Minghe smiled and cupped his hands, then retreated from the Pingxin Palace.

When Ancestor Minghe returned to the Sea of Blood, he ordered the Four Heavenly Kings to send people to squat behind the Ghost Gate. As long as they discovered people with deep sins, they would take them down without a word and throw them into the Sea of Blood. The Sea of Blood would wash away the sins on them. After washing them clean, the Asura Race of the Sea of Blood would have one more person.

As long as the fortune was about the same, Minghe could use merit to become a Saint. Since joining the Wu Clan, Ancestor Minghe had been accumulating all the merit of so many years. He did this for this moment.

On Zhenyuan's side, Pan Huang had also told him that he also had a smaller Golden Wheel of Merit in his hand, but this was far from enough. He still needed to accumulate some more merit to become a Saint. Besides that, he also had to lay down a solid foundation, otherwise the fortune on him would not be enough.

"By the way, I can go to the Holy Court to ask," Zhenyuan suddenly thought of the Holy Court of the Human Race.

Thinking of this, he told Qingfeng and Mingyue and vanished from Wuzhuang Temple. When he reappeared, he had already arrived outside the South Heaven Gate of the Holy Court.

"I am Zhenyuan, here to visit the Human King!" Zhenyuan said with a smile to the soldiers guarding the gate.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, please enter!" The soldiers guarding the gate heard it was Zhenyuan and directly made a gesture of invitation.

"Do you not need to report?" Zhenyuan was a bit curious.

"Great Immortal, when the Holy Court of the Human Race was established, the Holy Master once said a few names. Anyone who comes to our Holy Court with these names does not need to be reported, and you happen to be on this list," the soldiers guarding the gate explained to Zhenyuan.

"Hahaha, then I shall go first," Zhenyuan laughed after hearing this and walked into the South Heaven Gate.

"Human King, this is the purpose of my visit today," Zhenyuan said after seeing Di Xin, stating his thoughts.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, you have come at a really good time. I do have a good thing here. I wonder if Great Immortal Zhenyuan is interested?" Di Xin said with a smile.

"Please tell me!" Zhenyuan said quickly.

"When I was the Human King in the mortal world, I once abolished obscene sacrifices. Until I led the Great Shang to ascend, the Human Race did not have any other forms of sacrifice. The Demon Race recently took some positions of guardian gods and home-protecting immortals, and all the mountain gods and land deities previously set up by the Heavenly Court were cleaned up by the Demon Race. They are preparing to insert their own people from the Demon Race. I can act as a go-between for you and the Demon Court to see if they can give up some mountain gods and land deities," Di Xin said.

"Mountain gods and land deities?" Hearing Di Xin's words, the Earth Book in Zhenyuan's body suddenly trembled, and Zhenyuan immediately discovered it.

An idea appeared in his heart. Being able to make the Earth Book move, it seemed that these mountain gods and land deities should be related to his becoming a Saint. Whether he could obtain this fortune should be on these mountain gods and land deities.

"Good!" Zhenyuan nodded.

Afterward, Di Xin sent a message to the Great Golden Crow, telling him about Zhenyuan's matter and asking the Great Golden Crow to do him a favor.

"No problem, I will come to the Holy Court to discuss with Great Immortal Zhenyuan," the Great Golden Crow agreed without hesitation after receiving Di Xin's message.

Within a few breaths, the Great Golden Crow appeared in the Nine-Room Hall.

"Greetings, Great Immortal Zhenyuan!" The Great Golden Crow bowed to Zhenyuan after seeing him.

Afterward, they discussed the matters of mountain gods and land deities. The Great Golden Crow stated that they would only set up Demon Court mountain gods and land deities in a part of the Primordial world to pass on information, and for the rest of the places, Great Immortal Zhenyuan could do as he pleased.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zhenyuan's face. As long as the fortune problem was solved, the day he became a Saint would not be far away.

After returning to Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuan began to prepare. The Great Golden Crow told Zhenyuan to start from the territory of the Human Race, so that the Human Race could know in advance. With Zhenyuan's endorsement, the Human Race should not refuse these mountain gods and land deities.

One year later, Zhenyuan announced the establishment of the Earth Immortal Sect in the Primordial world, and he called himself the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, commanding all mountain gods and land deities in the Primordial world.

When Zhenyuan's words fell, a large piece of golden light of merit appeared in the sky. Seeing this golden light of merit, Zhenyuan trembled with excitement. He was just missing some merit, and now with this merit, plus the merit he had accumulated, becoming a Saint would be today.

When the merit entered his body, Zhenyuan absorbed all the merit he had accumulated over the years in one go. As all the merit was absorbed, the aura of the peak Quasi-Saint on Zhenyuan's body strengthened, and an aura far exceeding that of a Quasi-Saint appeared beside him. Zhenyuan knew that he was about to become a Saint. Just waiting for him to finish absorbing all the merit would be the moment he became a Saint.

About the time of a stick of incense later, Zhenyuan had absorbed seven or eight out of ten of the merit, and the aura on his body had also reached its peak. At this time, he already had the pressure of a Saint, and he only needed a little more breakthrough to become a Saint.

A few breaths later, Zhenyuan suddenly felt that something in his body had been broken. The next second, the pressure of a Saint permeated his body and pressured the Primordial world.

"Greetings, Saint!" The cultivators in the Primordial world bowed to the direction of Mount Wanshou in unison. After Zhenyuan felt the earth-shaking changes in his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Is this the Saint realm? It is indeed incomparable to a Quasi-Saint.

In the Sea of Blood, Ancestor Minghe saw that Zhenyuan had become a Saint, and he knew that he also had to speed up. (End of chapter)