Shocking! The Witch Tribe Isn't Fighting Anymore, They've Become Contractors?

The roar from Pangu Hall turned into a construction horn, echoing for miles amidst the Buzhou Mountains.

The entire Witch Clan, this most primitive and ferocious war machine of the Primordial World, turned its direction. Its treads didn't crush enemies, but with unprecedented power, began to reshape heaven and earth itself!

Countless Witch Clan warriors laid down their blood-soaked battle axes and picked up giant hammers and mining picks that gleamed with divine light.

Their muscles bulged like rock formations as they chanted ancient songs, converging into earth-shattering torrents that flowed from all directions of the Primordial World towards Buzhou Mountain.

Treasury after treasury, hidden deep underground, was violently opened. Divine Materials and spiritual ores accumulated over countless eons were transported like landslides and tsunamis to the vast, newly cleared, and boundless camp at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches led the charge.

"Boom—!" Gonggong conjured billions of tons of weak water, forming a heavenly river that cascaded from the nine heavens. Under his precise control, it transformed into billions of water blades, violently yet precisely carving out the nascent form of a massive waterway on the ten-thousand-ren cliffs of Buzhou Mountain.

His roar was filled with the fervor of a tech enthusiast: "See this! This is water! Using the strongest force to do the most delicate work!"

At the foot of the mountain, Zhurong ignited the divine fire from the earth's core, creating a giant furnace spanning a hundred miles.

The divine iron ore brought there was thrown in, instantly turning into a surging golden river that lit up half the sky.

He roared up at the mountain: "Don't splash your water down here! If you put out my fire, I'll burn your water curtain cave!"

One water, one fire, one above, one below. The former rivals, in their endless bickering, had formed a collaboration filled with explosive efficiency.

Such a world-shaking spectacle, stirring the very veins of the Primordial World, could not be concealed.

In the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Bai Ze bowed, presenting a jade slip. "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Witch Clan has recently mobilized their entire force, not for war. They... are gathering at Buzhou Mountain, moving rocks, and excavating mineral veins, seemingly... constructing some massive structure."

Di Jun sat on his imperial throne, the Golden Crow divine fire flickering in his eyes. The River Diagram and Luo Script in his hand flowed with brilliance, yet could only conjure a chaotic, earthy yellow aura, interspersed with words like "stability," "construction," and "life"—words utterly alien to the Witch Clan.

"A bunch of barbarians, instead of fighting, they're learning from ants building nests?" Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, chuckled mockingly. The sun, moon, and stars on the bell's surface swayed slightly. "Elder Brother, why worry about this? When our great army arrives, whether they're building palaces or tombs, under the Chaos Bell, it will all turn to dust!"

Di Jun did not reply. He merely stared at the increasingly solidifying earthy yellow aura on the River Diagram and Luo Script, which even faintly emanated golden light of merit. His brow furrowed slowly.

Abnormality, therefore, is demonic.

Mount Kunlun, Jade Void Palace.

Primordial Lord of Heaven gently stroked the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi and let out a soft snort. "Hmph, a bunch of barbarians who don't understand the Laws of Heaven. Instead of cultivating qi and following the celestial order, they're doing this foolishness of building houses with rammed earth. They'll never amount to anything."

Sovereign of Heaven sat to the side, the Qingping Sword humming softly on his lap. He burst into laughter, his voice shaking the heavens.

"Second Brother, you are mistaken! I find it quite amusing! These brutes are tired of fighting day in and day out, perhaps they want to loosen the Father God's Spine a bit and try something new, hahaha!"

At the head of the table, Grand Supreme Elder Lord remained with his eyes closed, as if in a trance. After a long while, a ripple appeared in his tranquil Heart of the Elixir Way.

All things have their Dao. The Witch Clan's actions, though seemingly crude, had stirred a change in the qi of the entire Primordial World's leylines. What lay behind this?

The West, Mount Sumeru.

Daoist Jieyin's face grew even more pained as he calculated. He sensed the surging qi and the faint emergence of merit in the East, but it was like looking at flowers through fog.

"Junior Brother, what do you think the Witch Clan intends by this?"

Zhunti, holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, gazed at the surging energy in the East, a terrifying glint flashing in his eyes.

"Senior Brother, that's not the point."

"Oh?"

The corner of Zhunti's mouth curved into an arc that was utterly incongruous with his bitter expression.

"Senior Brother, think about it. Such a massive undertaking must involve great karma and great merit! Our Western lands are barren and in dire need of this merit and fortune to stabilize our leylines and spiritual mountains. If we could..."

Jieyin's eyes instantly lit up, so brightly that the bitterness on his face faded slightly.

"Junior Brother means... this merit is destined for the West?"

"Precisely!" Zhunti said righteously, as if the merit about to be obtained was something the Witch Clan was begging to give him. "We go not for personal gain, but to help the Witch Clan complete this feat of protecting the Primordial World, and incidentally... seek a sliver of life for the countless beings in our West!"

The two looked at each other, seeing the words "This matter is bound to succeed" in each other's eyes.

Buzhou Mountain, inside the temporary palace of the "Sky-Supporting Reinforcement Engineering Project Department."

Before Xuanzheng, the light screen of the [Script Mirror] clearly displayed real-time scenes from the Heavenly Court, Mount Kunlun, and Mount Sumeru, even their conversations word for word.

He looked at Taiyi's arrogant "invincible in the world" demeanor with no emotion. He merely made a note in the Manual's memo: [BUG-related party: Taiyi. Associated item: Chaos Bell. Repair plan rehearsal: Kill or heavily injure Taiyi, seize the Chaos Bell, to suppress the Pangu War God Hall's fortune.]

He then looked towards Mount Kunlun. Primordial Lord of Heaven's disdain and Sovereign of Heaven's boldness were all as expected.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the "concerned for the nation and its people" faces of Jieyin and Zhunti.

Xuanzheng almost laughed out loud. They're here, they're here, the two most famous barnacles of the Primordial World, never absent from any scene where there's a chance to gain something.

"Destined for our West"? With your acting skills, you think you can come here and freeload?

"Thirteenth Brother, the reactions from all sides are exactly as you predicted." Zhujiuyin's figure emerged from the ripples of time. He had also watched the scenes on the light screen.

"The Demon Clan is looking down on us, the Three Pure Ones are watching, and the two from the West... have already grown greedy. What should we do next?"

Dijiang also pulled himself away from the busy dispatching. The Space Law around him was condensed into a tangible form; clearly, overseeing the overall situation during this period had deepened his understanding of the Great Dao.

Xuanzheng raised his hand, and the images on the light screen instantly disappeared.

He walked to the enormous "Buzhou Mountain Structural Optimization Draft" and lightly tapped the southwest corner of the draft, an inconspicuous area.

"Elder Brother, Second Brother," his voice was calm but carried the composure of a hunter who had laid a trap. "Have the patrolling lads expand the alert perimeter another three thousand li to the southwest."

"Send some clever ones, don't scare them off, but don't be too enthusiastic either."

Dijiang and Zhujiuyin exchanged a glance, instantly understanding Xuanzheng's intentions.

Xuanzheng turned around, revealing his signature "innocent" smile, but what he said made both Ancestral Witches feel a chill down their spines.

"The actors are in place, and the script should begin. Pass down the word to Brother Rushou to prepare a 'construction accident'."

"An accident?" Dijiang blinked.

"Yes," Xuanzheng's smile grew even more "pure and kind." "Say that the team working in the southwest corner 'accidentally' dug too deep and touched the core of an Innate Geng Metal Vein, resulting in the excavation of a fierce beast that is 'suspected to be the remains of a Chaos Demon God.' Its malevolent aura is overwhelming, causing dozens of Witch warriors to be infected by the aura and 'severely injured' on the spot."

"And then?" Zhujiuyin pressed, already smelling a conspiracy.

Xuanzheng's eyes shone with an astonishing brilliance, like a child who had found the most fun toy.

"Then, we need to appear 'panicked,' immediately seal off the area, and have several Great Witches join forces to set up heavy restrictions, acting as if we're terrified of the news leaking out and helpless against this fierce beast."

He paused, adding the most crucial sentence: "Oh, right, remember to have the Great Witches, while sealing the area, 'inadvertently' let out a trace of the fierce beast's aura... a 'auspicious aura' mixed with World-Opening Merit and the Origin of the Great Earth."

"On one hand, malevolent aura, on the other, auspiciousness?" Zhujiuyin understood instantly.

This was practically an open scheme!

For others, this might be a trouble to avoid at all costs. But for Jieyin and Zhunti, experts in "salvation" and "turning waste into treasure," a "masterless" fierce beast containing merit was practically a heaven-sent opportunity tailor-made for them!

"This play..." Dijiang looked at Xuanzheng, his eyes complex, "is just to lure those two here?"

"No," Xuanzheng shook his head, his smile brilliant. "It's to make them cry and beg to sign my [Karma Loan] and willingly come to our construction site... to work for free."