Witch and Demon Tribulation, The First Source of the Three Thousand Source Methods

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye!

"This sermon is concluded. You may return and contemplate it carefully."

"We respectfully obey the Venerable Teacher's decree!"

"Feng Xuan, Dragon Xuan, and Qilin Xuan, you three stay."

"Yes."

After the other disciples left.

"I will be entering seclusion soon. This seclusion will take a long time. I intend to entrust the affairs of the Gore Sect to your hands."

"Ah? Venerable Teacher, this..."

The three disciples stared blankly at Chi Yu.

"It's fine! You will only be acting as sect masters. Once I emerge from seclusion, your duties will automatically cease."

The three thought for a moment, then asked again:

"Then why not entrust it to the Vice Venerable Teacher?"

"Qing Wei won't do. His personality is too erratic, and his mind is not mature enough. If I let him be in charge, I fear this Floating Pagoda Island will be ruined."

After thinking about it, it seemed that was indeed the case.

The three then nodded.

"We obey the Venerable Teacher's decree. We will surely protect the Gore Sect completely and await the Venerable Teacher's emergence from seclusion!"

"Good."

"Take these spirit treasures and spirit roots. They are for rewarding meritorious disciples."

Chi Yu tossed the Void Bracelet to Feng Xuan.

"Yes."

Then Chi Yu pointed a finger, and three beams of sacred light shot into the minds of the three.

They contained insights into laws, as well as the revised Battle Map Sacred Law and Body Refining Technique from before.

"Thank you, Venerable Teacher, for bestowing the methods!"

"It's fine! You may go and carry out your duties!"

"We take our leave!"

The three then excitedly withdrew.

Chi Yu nodded and flashed back to the Azure Dust Palace.

At this moment, Green Phoenix was waiting for Chi Yu in the Azure Dust Palace.

Seeing Chi Yu appear, she threw herself into his embrace.

"Azure Dust, I heard you're going into seclusion for a long time?"

Chi Yu stared at her, utterly bewildered?

"How did you know?"

"Oh! I heard it from Red Sparrow. She said you were instructing the Venerable Teachers to take charge because you were going into long-term seclusion soon."

"I just came to find you and happened to run into Red Sparrow rushing over, so I found out."

"That girl!"

"Did something big happen?"

Green Phoenix frowned, looking at Chi Yu with a worried expression.

Chi Yu stroked Green Phoenix's head and shook his head.

"It's nothing! I just need to go into seclusion to cultivate a Source Method, which will take quite some time."

Hearing Chi Yu say this, Green Phoenix finally relaxed.

"Then, do you need my help?"

Chi Yu smiled helplessly.

I'm in the Great Dao Realm, what help could I possibly need from you, who is in the Heavenly Dao Realm?

"No need!"

"Okay, okay then! I'll wait for you to come out of seclusion!"

Chi Yu nodded.

Following that was a period of affectionate lingering. After they were done, Chi Yu entered the seclusion area within the Azure Dust Palace.

Then, he waved his hand to form a formation, a Chaos-level formation covering the seclusion area. After the formation was complete, he flashed into his internal Chaos Profound Yellow World.

That's right, he planned to temper his Three Thousand Sources within this Chaos Profound Yellow World.

Three Thousand Sources, simply explained, means experiencing and comprehending three thousand different lives. One life is one source, and then the sources are merged into one.

Chaos Profound Yellow World, Three Ancestors Space.

"Greetings, Father God!"

"Rise!"

"I intend to undergo three thousand sources here to condense the Three Thousand Source Methods. You all just need to assist."

"Yes."

Immediately after, Chi Yu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, beginning to condense the first source.

This cross-legged state lasted for a thousand years.

"Chirp!"

A wisp of origin energy shot out from within Chi Yu's body, then disappeared into the Three Ancestors Space, entering the vast small worlds within the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

Purple Firmament Palace.

Hongjun was currently giving his second sermon.

"This sermon will last three thousand years, expounding on the path of the Quasi-Sage. All of you should carefully comprehend it."

Following this, auspicious signs frequently appeared, and golden lotuses bloomed from the ground.

For cultivators, these three thousand years passed quickly, merely the time it takes to blink an eye or take a nap.

During this second sermon, all living beings benefited greatly.

Hongjun specifically lectured on his method of severing the three corpses.

Taiqing severed one corpse on the spot, entering the realm of the Quasi-Sage.

Immediately after, Yuqing also successfully severed a corpse.

As the sermon neared its end, Dijun and Taiyi successfully severed their corpses.

Of the six futons, only Jie Yin and Zhun Ti from the West had not yet successfully severed their corpses. The three thousand guests in the Purple Firmament all began whispering and commenting.

Originally, according to the original timeline, the leaders of the male and female immortals were to be chosen, but the Heavenly Dao at this moment was different from before, so it did not assign this task to Hongjun.

Thus, this matter was quickly passed over.

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"This sermon has concluded. All of you should return and properly digest what you have learned. In ten thousand years, I will lecture on the path of the Sage."

After speaking, Hongjun disappeared from the place of the sermon.

Everyone left the Purple Firmament Palace one after another, returning to digest what they had heard.

This time, no major events occurred either.

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Until one day.

Several members of the Witch tribe, due to their gluttony, ate the princess of a subordinate race of the Demon tribe. The matter escalated more and more.

Eventually, it reached the ears of Dijun, who had established the Demon Heavenly Court and become the Demon Emperor.

"The Witch tribe has gone too far in bullying my Demon tribe!"

He then dispatched several Demon Gods to seek justice from the Ancestral Witches.

However, they were beaten back.

How could this be tolerated? The first great war between the Witch and Demon tribes erupted.

From this point on, the Witch and Demon Tribulation began.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches: Di Jiang, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, Hou Tu, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiuyin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi.

They all lacked a primordial spirit, but their physical bodies were incredibly strong. They also disdained those kinds of demons.

"From now on, our Witch race will feed on demons. To hell with the Demon Court."

"Witch!"

"Witch!"

"Witch!"

The friction between the Witches and Demons was constant, and the tribulation energy began to erupt.

Chaos Profound Yellow World.

A small world known as the Soul Control Continent.

Subduing Dragon Village.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky.

Suddenly, a holy light descended from the heavens.

With a whoosh, it landed in the home of an ordinary farmer named Yang.

At this moment, the pregnant woman suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and let out a cry of agony.

The man named Yang, who was chopping wood in the courtyard, quickly ran inside.

"Husband, quickly, quickly! I think I'm going into labor."

The man named Yang was startled, then he hurriedly left the courtyard and went to the midwife's house not far away.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Wang Erniang, are you home?"

"Yes, yes!"

The midwife opened the door and saw it was Yang San.

But Yang San didn't give her a chance to speak and pulled her towards his house.

"Quick, quick! My wife is going into labor."

Wang Erniang understood as soon as she heard this.

Upon arriving at Yang San's house, she instructed Yang San to boil hot water.

At this moment, the nearby neighbors had all found out and came over to help.

Once everything was ready, the delivery began.

"Yang San, you can just wait outside."

The extremely anxious Yang San was chased out of the room and was now pacing back and forth outside.

Around noon.

A loud cry of a baby spread throughout the entire village.

"Wah~"

Wang Erniang excitedly carried the baby out.

"Yang San, congratulations! It's a boy."

Yang San was delighted and quickly picked up the baby to take a look.

"Hahahaha!"

"I, Yang San, have an heir!"

"Wah~"

Is this the first source? An ordinary farmer? Or is there another hidden reason?

The first source that emerged from the Three Ancestors Space, Chi Yu, landed here and began his first source life.

Six years later.

"This continent is called the Soul Control Continent, a world where Soul Controllers are revered."

"Everyone, starting from the age of ten, must go to the altar to awaken their Fate Soul."

"Different Fate Souls have different potential for development."

"From the moment the Fate Soul is awakened, one's strength is closely related to the Fate Soul."

"If the Fate Soul is strong, the Soul Controller is strong."

"The way to improve the Fate Soul is to kill Soul Beasts of different levels."

"This is all I know for now."

Yang Yu (Chi Yu's first source), early in the morning, pulled a neighbor aside to ask about this continent.

"Then, Uncle, how do I go about awakening my Fate Soul?"

"You'll have to go to the town to ask. There's nothing in the village to awaken it. Why don't you ask the village chief?"

"Uh... Didn't you awaken yours, Uncle?"

He was stumped by the question.

How should I explain this to the child?

He simply slapped his hand down!

"Because I missed the best cultivation period, what I awakened was just a useless Fate Soul. It's not worth mentioning!"

"Uh..."

"Alright then!"

Actually, Yang Yu had already noticed something was off.

The people in this village were not simple, and neither were his parents.

Although at this moment he was just a six-year-old child, his soul was that of a genuine Great Dao Realm powerhouse.

Even though it was sealed, his perception wouldn't be wrong.

Sigh! I wonder when my cheap parents plan to tell me the truth?

Am I a Saint Son of a major sect, or a discarded son of a prominent family? No, it should be my cheap old man.

However, the name Yang San does have a bit of a protagonist's flair.

Forget it! I haven't awakened yet, and I can't unleash my strength at all. Thinking so much is useless. I should go back!

Yang Yu turned around and walked towards his home.

"This kid!"

After Yang Yu left, everyone shook their heads.

If one were to carefully sense, they would find that the people present exuded the aura of high-level Soul Controllers.

Therefore, Yang Yu's perception was not wrong; this village was truly not simple.

Returning home.

"Mom!"

"What delicious food are you making? Where's Dad?"

Yang Yu jumped into the kitchen, looking at his cheap mother who was busy at the moment.

"Yu'er, you're back!"

"Mommy is preparing to make potato pancakes! Your dad went hunting and should be back soon!"

"Oh~"

"I was wondering why Dad left without saying a word early in the morning!"

Yang Yu, acting older than his age, chattered away, making his cheap mother burst into laughter.

Before long,

Yang San returned with a full haul of game!

Yang Yu (Chi Yu's first source) leaped into Yang San's arms.

"Dad!"

"Hey! My good son!"

Then he picked up Yang Yu and lifted him high.

After playing for a while, Yang Yu looked at the game on the ground, turned around, and asked his cheap old man.

"Dad."

"Can Yu'er ask you a question?"

Yang San stroked Yang Yu's head and smiled slightly.

"What does Yu'er want to ask? Your father will tell you everything he knows!"

"Um, are all these prey you hunted Soul Beasts?"

Both his cheap father and mother were stunned!

Yang San frowned slightly as he looked at Chi Yu.

"How did you know about Soul Beasts?"

"It... Uncle Ling Si told me. He told me something about Soul Controllers."

Then Yang Yu looked up at Yang San.

"Dad, you're a Soul Controller, right?"

Yang San looked at his son, startled.

Then he shook his head and turned back into the room.

His cheap mother walked over, picked up Yang Yu, and shook her head at him.

"Don't mention Soul Controllers in front of your dad casually from now on, understand?"

Now Yang Yu understood. He thought for a moment, then nodded.

Night.

Yang Yu lay in bed, constantly thinking, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"This source of mine, to cross, probably isn't that simple."

"What kind of karma is it that makes my cheap father avoid the words 'Soul Controller'?"

Yang Yu shook his head.

"Forget it! I'll take things as they come! Sleep~"