Plant Them, We Must Plant Them, I Love Farming
"Our Primordial Spirits were originally destroyed by Innate Sha Qi during the process of conception. It was only because you purified the blood pool that our Primordial Spirits were preserved, allowing us to be whole again."
Houtu spoke slowly, her tone gentle yet firm. They had never forgotten who had given them the ability to possess Twelve Ancestral Witches Primordial Spirits, breathe in Spiritual Qi, and cultivate complete profound arts.
"Although the blood pool has now been completely purified, a large amount of Innate Sha Qi still exists in the Primordial World. Buzhou Mountain is the center of the entire Primordial World, and this Innate Sha Qi flows along the Earth Veins."
"Young brother, are you worried that the blood pool will be polluted again, and that the Witch Clan that we evolve into afterward will also lack Primordial Spirit due to the influence of the Sha Qi?"
"Without Primordial Spirit, they cannot absorb Spiritual Qi or cultivate complete profound techniques. I don't want the Witch Clan to be born incomplete."
Taichu spoke sincerely; he truly did not want the Witch Clan to be incomplete, born without Primordial Spirit.
Di Jiang slowly withdrew his hand. If there was no Primordial Spirit, then he would not care, and even take it for granted that the Witch Clan should be like this. What kind of the Witch Clan would it be if there was Primordial Spirit?
But once one personally experiences the benefits of having Primordial Spirit, and the limitations of not having Primordial Spirit, one's thinking will naturally change.
Most importantly, having Primordial Spirit ensures one is not born with deficiencies, preventing one from being unable to even enter the gate while staring blankly at the complete inheritance of the Father God.
Zhu Jiuyin gazed at the Five-Colored Stone, his brow twitching slightly. He used the Time Principle to look down along the timeline.
But he could see nothing. The future was shrouded in mist, completely obscuring his vision. Even his vertical eye felt a dull ache from peering into the future.
Zhu Jiuyin said in a deep voice, "We can try, but we must keep our distance."
If the creation of new Ancestral Witches truly follows the Taichu intention, then it cannot be calculated according to the usual evolutionary process.
The Witch Clan that evolved from the Twelve Ancestral Witches can be considered their descendants, or rather, their juniors, and thus they are a generation lower in terms of seniority.
And if this can truly be successfully conceived...
Whether he's considered a biological younger brother or a cousin remains an open question.
"That's natural."
In the Taichu, a special place was set aside for gestation, and then three drops of Essence Blood fell one by one.
The first drop of Essence Blood fell onto the Five-Colored Stone and was immediately absorbed.
The second drop fell and was quickly absorbed, followed by a thin layer of blood-red light. After absorbing the energy of the blood pool, the blood-red light gradually turned into a fleshy cocoon, producing a faint pulsation.
After absorbing the Pangu Essence Blood, the origin of the Chaos Demon Ape began to revive and be reborn.
After the third drop fell, it was not absorbed for a long time, but remained on the surface of the fleshy cocoon. Only after a long time did it slowly seep into the fleshy cocoon, but only a tiny bit of it did seep in.
The vast majority of the Essence Blood remain on the surface; it seems that complete absorption will not be something that can be accomplished in a short time.
"It seems that three drops of Essence Blood is the limit."
What followed was a long gestation period, which couldn't be completed in a short time, so this matter can be considered to have come to a temporary end.
"Shouldn't we go out and catch the ferocious beast this time?"
Zhurong thought he could finally capture the ferocious beast, but then Taichu said something.
"Oh, right, there's one more thing. Before we make the arrests, let's plant a field first."
What does "farming" mean, and why do we farm?
"It means that we clear land at the foot of the mountain and plant some things so that when the Witch Clan evolves in the future, we will have enough food. We have to prepare in advance."
"Young man, if I understand correctly, according to what you said about farming, it takes a long time to reap a harvest, right?"
Jumang is the Ancestral Witches of wood, so he has some understanding of this aspect and can better comprehend the meaning of "the Taichu".
"That's right. Clearing land is the first step, then sowing seeds, followed by watering and fertilizing, until the crops take root, sprout, and grow strong until harvest time."
"Oh, so this is farming!" Zhurong exclaimed in sudden realization, then shook her head firmly, "I won't farm."
It was quite remarkable that Gonggong didn't argue with Zhurong, but instead stood on the same side.
"I think he makes a good point this time. There are so many ferocious beasts outside; catching some of them would be much easier than farming, wouldn't it?"
They are Ancestral Witches, the true descendants of Pangu; do they need to rely on farming to obtain food?
Jin Ancestral Witches Rushou also expressed his opinion.
"If you like spirit fruits, we can help you pick them. Why bother clearing fields? It's such a waste of time."
In the Taichu, he did not explain immediately, but asked them first.
"If billions of the Witch Clan evolve into the future, will it always be the same?"
Zhurong didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The Primordial World was vast, and the Witch Clan was physically strong. If their numbers increased, they could only capture more prey.
This is the thinking of most of the Ancestral Witches. They have little food reserves, and the concept of sustainable development is that it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.
Why complicate things when you can solve them simply?
If there aren't any nearby, they'll go elsewhere to catch them. If there aren't any ferocious beasts, they'll catch Demon Beast or spirit beasts; they don't care whether they have intelligence or not.
After arguing with them, Taichu realized that words alone could not change their stubborn views.
After all, simple people are also more stubborn and obstinate, even fanatical. Once they've made up their minds about something, nothing can sway them.
He couldn't persuade them to accept his ideas and beliefs and to act according to his plans.
"Sigh, it seems I'll have to resort to my trump card."
Taichu flipped his palm over, and a handful of sunflower seeds appeared in his hand. They looked unremarkable and ordinary.
However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could clearly sense that these sunflower seeds carried a trace of Pangu's aura, and based on this alone, they were extraordinary.
Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin stared wide-eyed, Houtu and Xuanming exchanged a glance. After confirming that their feeling was correct, their expressions became extremely solemn.
"Father God?"
"That's right, it is indeed the aura of the Father God!"
Taichu nodded.
"These are the sunflower seeds I used to worship my Father God. They have carried his will many times, so they have acquired a trace of Father God essence."
"I originally planned to clear a piece of land at the foot of the mountain, plant them all, and see what special qualities they would have after being imbued with the Father God's aura."
"Since you're unwilling, then forget it, I'll do it myself..."
"Who says they don't want to?" Zhurong immediately jumped out, "Planting, we must plant, we love farming!"
Gonggong rolled his eyes at him.
"Who was it that just said we shouldn't plant? If I remember correctly, it was you!"
"I didn't know I was supposed to plant this," Zhurong said matter-of-factly. "Besides, didn't you just say that farming is too easy? If you don't want to farm, then stay out of the way. I'll do your part."
"Zhurong!"
The two brothers started arguing again, and Taichu, being an old hand at this, watched them bicker without expression.