Primordial Farming: The First Ray of Light at Creation
Chapter 82

That Works

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Pangu Hall Buzhou Mountain.

A beam of light crossed the void and returned. Countless light particles first condensed into the Ancestral Witches True Body, and then appeared in the form of Innate Dao Body.

Taichu's facial features were almost identical to Xiang Dong's, except that he had a golden vertical line between his eyebrows, and his temperament was more mature and steady, less impulsive.

As soon as he landed and regained his footing, Taichu clutched his injured waist and abdomen. The wound was not yet fully healed, and a lot of photon blood was still seeping out of the wound, dissipating little by little into the air.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches guarding the blood pool immediately surrounded him. Seeing the location of Taichu's injury, Zhurong suddenly exploded in a fit of rage, spewing flames from his seven orifices.

My little brother was born on his very first day, and after just one stroll outside, he came back with a scratch.

Those who took action had a deep connection with them: on one side were the Three Pure Ones, who were also the true descendants of Pangu, and on the other side were the Three-legged Golden Crows born from the Sun Star.

What is the Sun Star? It is a star formed from the right eye of the Father God. How dare two mere hairy beasts born from the Sun Star injure their little brother? It is simply intolerable.

Gonggong stirred up towering waves within the palace, clashing with Zhurong's Qiangliang aura. Qiangliang, the Ancestral Witches of thunder, transformed into a thunder god, crackling incessantly.

The area around Xuanming was even colder, with icicles forming and quickly creating a frigid ice forest.

Thanks to Xiang Dong's great purification work, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have long since shaken off the influence of Innate Sha Qi. Their newly born Primordial Spirits are further protected by the Nine-Grade Pure World White Lotus, making their Primordial Spirits complete and reaching the Late Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Before long, the Primordial Spirit will be able to achieve relative synchronization with the physical body.

Having Primordial Spirit grants a greater ability to process information and make deductions; note that this is not intelligence.

Because the Primordial Spirit is essentially like a powerful central processing unit. The stronger the Primordial Spirit, the more powerful its performance. If you are intelligent and shrewd enough, you can naturally exert an even greater influence.

As for the Ancestral Witches, well, let's just say they were nothing special.

Having Primordial Spirit does not mean that the Ancestral Witches will become gentle; they remain the same as they were before.

Their clear thinking, ironically, led them to take their protective instincts to the extreme.

"The only true descendants of Pangu are our Ancestral Witches. What are those Three Pure Ones? Brother, I'm going to rush out of the Pangu Hall right now and twist their heads off to kick around like footballs. I'm not Zhurong!"

"Yes, and those two scruffy birds too. They're using the Solar True Fire, huh? I'll see if their Solar True Fire can extinguish my Divine Water."

"I think we can pluck their fur and use it to nourish my little brother; he's too weak."

"Yes, that's right, those two scruffy birds are quite a good supplement."

"Big brother, we'll go get revenge for my little brother right now."

"We have to teach them a lesson, or they'll really think we Twelve Ancestral Witches are easy to bully."

Yes, that's right!

The brothers, one after another, quickly decided on the fates of Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

It's not that we look down on them, it's that we think highly of them, which is why Twelve Ancestral Witches are preparing to mobilize.

Di Jiang gave a heavy snort, setting the tone for the matter as the eldest brother.

"My brother's revenge is a must. Tell us what you want, and we'll definitely help you."

If they don't lose their temper, they'll really think the Twelve Ancestral Witches are made of clay.

Houtu quickly stepped forward, mobilizing the gentle Earth-Traveling Principle, transforming it into pure earth vitality that surged into Taichu's body.

"Young brother, how are your injuries? Have they damaged your very essence?"

Houtu has the mildest temper, but that doesn't mean she never gets angry; she just knows how to control her anger and doesn't show it too obviously.

Compared to anger, she felt more self-blame. Her younger brother's true form was only fifty feet tall. Compared to them, he was clearly underdeveloped. This was all because the twelve of them had taken away too much of Pangu Essence Blood and origin.

Now that her younger brother is born with a disability, he is subjected to beatings by outsiders when he goes out, which she finds impossible to swallow.

Looking at the group of passionate older brothers and sisters before him, Taichu felt their pure and simple care and unreserved protection, and a strange emotion welled up in his heart.

I felt touched, but also a little uneasy.

He hadn't felt family affection for so long, and he had no family left, so much so that he only had a vague concept of both for him.

Yet, I felt a real warmth.

Taichu smiled gently, and a soft light gathered in his palm. He then gently stroked his waist and abdomen, repairing the injuries.

When combined with Jumang's Wood Principle, his light has a healing effect; however, the effect is greatly reduced when used on oneself.

After the treatment was completed, Taichu took out the stolen Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner, Green Lotus Treasure Color Banner, and Off-Ground Flame Light Banner, and laughed heartily.

"Everyone, please don't act rashly, listen to me!"

"I didn't lose out at all; I already snatched three Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasures."

"As for this minor injury, it's nothing serious. As towering Ancestral Witches, we shouldn't be so petty and fussy."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were at a loss for words Taichu uttered those words.

"Young man, are we just going to let this matter go like this?"

"Otherwise what? I haven't suffered any loss. Besides, the Three Pure Ones are the Primordial Spirits of the Father God. Do you really want to kill them all?"

Taichu shook his head slightly. The existence of the Three Pure Ones is still very important. Theoretically speaking, the Three Pure Ones should be able to be the same as the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches can summon Pangu True Body, then they can summon Pangu Primordial Spirit. Combined with the Heaven-Opening Three Daos Supreme Treasures, they can piece together the complete Pangu.

Although it wasn't at its peak and was only a short-lived trial card, it was still an important trump card.

Therefore, the Three Pure Ones are still quite important. If possible, we should guide them to stand on the side of the Ancestral Witches.

"Unless absolutely necessary, we should avoid antagonizing the Three Pure Ones. After all, they are all true descendants of Pangu, and both the physical body and the Primordial Spirit are indispensable."

"Since you've said so, then we'll listen to you and not antagonize the Three Pure Ones."

Di Jiang waved his hand, speaking with the air of a senior brother, but then changed the subject.

"But if they provoke us, don't blame us for being impolite and teaching them a lesson on behalf of the Father God. Originally, we didn't have Primordial Spirits and couldn't use spiritual treasures, but now that we do, those Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasures must be returned to their rightful owners."

Upon hearing this, Zhurong's eyes lit up immediately. "Oh right, there's this part too."

"If they don't behave, we'll steal all the Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasures and give them to my little brother."

"Hmm, that's a good option."

"I agree. The Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure originally belonged to the Father God, so it is most appropriate for me to inherit it."

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