Merely Let Your Mind Slip, and There Will Always Be More Solutions Than Difficulties! Xuanzheng Teaches You Some Wild Merit Tricks!

By the Blood Sea, the construction crew officially began work.

"Houtu, you go first."

Xuanzheng pointed at the shore that Qiangliang and Xizi had cleared with lightning, where bloody bubbles still boiled. "First, mark out a 'Purification Test Zone.'"

Houtu nodded, her expression solemn.

She stepped forward and pressed her hands down through the air.

Rumble!

She summoned the heavy Origin of the Great Earth. Along the filthy shore of the Blood Sea, earth and stone condensed inch by inch out of thin air, attempting to form a stable stretch of land.

Yet the bloody water seemed alive. Its foul resentment turned into countless tiny tentacles that frantically coiled around and eroded it.

The freshly condensed pure land let out a sizzling sound the instant it touched the bloody water. It swiftly became stained with an ominous dark red, then turned into black mud and merged back into the Blood Sea.

Houtu furrowed her brow and increased her magical output.

The pure land condensed faster, but the erosion was even faster.

The two sides fell into a stalemate. She could not carve out even a foot of ground to stand on along the Blood Sea's shore.

"Too slow!"

Qiangliang, the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, widened his tiger eyes as electricity crackled all over his body.

"Sister, move aside! Let me use a blast of thunderfire to boil this damned pond dry!"

Xizi, the Ancestral Witch of Electricity, nodded as well, dangerous arcs of lightning flickering across his body.

"That's right. Why purify it? Just destroy it all. Problem solved!"

See? A textbook difference in mindset between technical staff and demolition crews.

Xuanzheng grumbled inwardly, but wore a professional expression as he raised a hand to stop the two hotheaded brothers.

"Brothers, calm down. We're here to build things, not tear them down."

He turned to Houtu, his face grave.

"Sister, conventional methods won't work. The resentment in this Blood Sea is Deeply Bound to the laws of the underworld. Forcibly purifying it will take twice the effort for half the result."

Xuanzheng closed his eyes theatrically, as though sensing something.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and pulled out a jade slip.

"I checked Pangu's Leftover Engineering Blueprints."

He cleared his throat and began spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"The blueprints say that to deal with this kind of 'high-pollution, highly corrosive terrain,' we need to add a special 'solidifying agent.'"

Qiangliang asked in a deep voice, "What solidifying agent? Geng Metal Divine Iron or Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi? I still have some in stock!"

Xuanzheng shook his head, looked at Houtu, and smiled meaningfully.

"Neither."

"Merit."

"Sister, did you forget? You still haven't used that 'construction bonus' the Heavenly Dao gave you when you repaired Buzhou Mountain, right?"

Houtu froze.

Merit could be used like this?

"Give it a try," Xuanzheng encouraged. "Blend the Merit Golden Light into your Origin of the Great Earth, then try again."

Houtu was doubtful, but out of trust in her Thirteenth Brother, she still did as he said.

With a thought, a dazzling thread separated from the cloudlike Merit Golden Light above her head. Like a small golden stream, it slowly merged into the Earth Power beneath her feet.

Buzz—!

A miracle happened!

When that earth-yellow Origin Power gained a faint golden sheen, its nature underwent a heaven-shaking transformation!

Houtu reached out again and pressed toward the Blood Sea!

This time, it was no longer a difficult tug-of-war!

The patch of land shining with pale golden light was like a red-hot branding iron, viciously pressed into cold butter!

Sizzle—!

A shrill scream came from the bloody water!

The resentment that had once been unstoppable instantly met its nemesis upon touching the merit-infused pure land. It was vaporized and purified in an instant!

A patch of pale-yellow pure land several yards wide stubbornly condensed along the shore of the Blood Sea, as stable as a divine mountain!

It was no longer cold and lifeless. Instead, it gave off a gentle, tranquil aura that put people at ease.

"It worked!" Houtu's eyes widened in delight.

Qiangliang and Xizi, the two burly warriors, stared in dumbfounded shock as well.

You could do that?!

In the distance, Ancestor Minghe, who had been forced to "buy in" and had watched the entire time with cold eyes, showed a heavy look of astonishment on his sinister face.

Wasn't merit meant for severing corpses, refining treasures, and offsetting karmic debt?

This witch clan member was actually using it as... construction material?!

Everything he knew had been overturned.

Just then, an even stranger scene appeared.

Some weak resentful souls floating near the pure land seemed drawn toward it and drifted over of their own accord.

They did not dare step onto the pure land and merely lingered at its edge, but the savage, agonized expressions on their faces visibly eased somewhat. A trace of bewildered longing appeared in their hollow eye sockets.

"They... seem to be suffering less."

Joy filled Houtu's voice.

The compassionate radiance around her grew denser, making her seem like a true goddess of the earth, sheltering these helpless wandering souls.

Without hesitation, she continued to activate the Power of Merit, trying to expand the pure land.

Phase One, 'foundation' test successful. Now beginning Phase Two, 'load-bearing' test.

Watching this scene, Xuanzheng felt no ripple of emotion. He even secretly used the Script Mirror to record precise data on merit consumption and purification efficiency.

The instant Houtu expanded the pure land to a radius of thirty feet!

A sudden change occurred!

"Aaaahhh—!!!"

The purest pain, despair, and hatred stripped from countless resentful souls during purification gathered into an invisible mental shockwave. Like a poisoned dagger, it viciously stabbed toward Houtu's primordial spirit!

Houtu's face instantly turned deathly pale, and the pure land beneath her feet began to shake violently!

"Sister!" Qiangliang and Xizi cried out in alarm and were about to rush forward.

"Don't move!" Xuanzheng barked, stopping them.

Within his eyes, the surface of the Script Mirror flashed wildly.

Here it comes—the 'resentment backlash' phenomenon from the project risk assessment. This is the Project Manager's first Stress Test. Endure it, and you're a qualified legal representative. Fail, and we can only replace you.

Houtu felt that enormous pain threatening to tear her soul apart.

But she did not choose to shut herself off and block out the pain.

Instead, she slowly closed her eyes and completely opened her heart.

"I can feel your pain..."

An even more vast and pure compassion surged from the depths of her bloodline.

She did not resist that pain. Instead, she used her compassion to accept it, contain it, and soothe it.

Buzz—!

Not only did the trembling pure land not collapse, its radiance suddenly burst forth!

Tiny patches of soft green quietly began to sprout from the pale-yellow earth.

The restless emotions of those wandering resentful souls gradually calmed.

Minghe's pupils abruptly contracted.

He understood.

This Ancestral Witch Houtu was not using magical power or divine abilities, but a force he had never understood before—compassion.

A force capable of transforming the world's most poisonous hatred into life.

"Very good."

Xuanzheng nodded in satisfaction, as though everything had gone exactly as he expected.

He stepped forward into the center of the pure land and drew a circle on the ground with his toe.

"Sister, use merit soil to build a Soul-Guiding Platform here."

Then he drew the shape of a small pool beside it.

"Dig a Resting Pool here."

Hehehe, the basic framework for the 'reception hall' and the 'VIP lounge' is in place.

Houtu suppressed the lingering tremor in her heart and followed his instructions.

She mobilized the Earth Power fused with merit and began shaping the structures Xuanzheng had described in the center of the pure land.

Her focused, compassionate expression made her figure appear incomparably sacred against the dim background of the Blood Sea.

Minister Minghe watched the scene in silence.

He suddenly felt that his position as "Minister of the Purification Department" did not seem quite so humiliating anymore.

Xuanzheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the construction site that was beginning to take shape. His mind had already started planning the work to come.

The Soul-Guiding Platform is the reception desk, and the Resting Pool is the waiting area... Next come the Bridge of Helplessness toll station, the Homeland Gazing Platform sightseeing spot, and most importantly, the Six Paths of Reincarnation core hub...

Right, we also need to divide it into a VIP Channel and an ordinary channel.

Houtu raised her hand, and a Soul-Guiding Platform formed from magical power slowly rose in the center of the pure land.