Pangu Hall Materials Crowdfunding Conference! The Twelve Ancestral Witches: Thirteenth Brother, Did Father God Really Say That?

Before long, Pangu Hall was steeped in a solemn atmosphere.

Dijiang sat high in the seat of honor, his gaze sweeping over the other ten Ancestral Witches who had gradually arrived.

Zhujiuyin still wore that eternally unfathomable expression as he stood quietly to one side.

Xuanzheng stood beside Dijiang, putting on an air of being "burdened with grave responsibility and deeply apprehensive." Yet in his heart, he had already rehearsed what he was about to say, along with his brothers' possible reactions, no fewer than a hundred times with the [Myriad Heavens Script Mirror], ensuring that every expression and every word would be just right.

"Brothers," Dijiang's deep voice broke the silence in the hall, carrying unprecedented gravity.

"I have summoned you today to discuss a matter of immense importance! This concerns the very foundation of our witch race and our future fortune! Our thirteenth brother, Xuanzheng, received a warning through Father God's Dream. He said that the Pangu Hall in which we dwell has numerous hidden dangers and must be repaired and reinforced at once. Otherwise... the consequences would be unthinkable!"

Dijiang deliberately emphasized "Father God's Dream" and "the consequences would be unthinkable," his lightning-sharp gaze observing the expressions of the Ancestral Witches.

"What?! Father God's Dream?!"

Zhurong, the most hot-tempered among them, seemed to have flames burning even fiercer in his crimson hair. He was the first to leap up from his stone seat, his bell-like eyes full of shock and urgency.

"Father God himself said it? Then what the hell are we waiting for?! Just tell us what materials you need, Thirteenth Brother! Even if my Zhurong Tribe has to empty its coffers, we'll get this done properly for Father God!" His fan-like palm pounded against his chest with booming thuds.

"That's right! Big Brother! Zhurong is right!" Gonggong, the Water Ancestral Witch, usually wore a cold and rigid expression, but his face was now filled with excitement as he slapped his thigh and said in a muffled voice.

"Father God's affairs are the greatest of all! Count me, Gonggong, in on repairing Pangu Hall! Whatever water-element essence or river, lake, and sea origins are needed, as long as they exist in the primordial world, I'll get them! Even if I have to overturn those old loaches, the Four Dragon Kings, in their dragon palaces!"

The other Ancestral Witches—Jumang, Rushou, Qiangliang, Xizi, and the rest—also voiced their agreement. For a moment, emotions ran high throughout the hall, as though they would immediately charge out of Pangu Hall and scour the entire primordial world so long as Xuanzheng gave the word.

Seeing that the moment was right, Xuanzheng finally raised his head "at the proper time," wearing a complicated expression of "gratitude" and "heavy responsibility." His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Thank you for your trust, brothers! Father God truly bestowed a secret blueprint for repairing and reinforcing Pangu Hall. It's just that... the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures required are truly numerous."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath and slowly began listing the materials.

Naturally, this list had been meticulously "enhanced" and "reasonably allocated" through the [Myriad Heavens Script Mirror].

He had cleverly concealed the most crucial item, the Buzhou Mountain Dragon Vein Ancestral Source, merely saying, "This is the core of the array. Father God has other arrangements for it. A heavenly opportunity will arrive when the time comes, so there is no need for us to worry about it."

As for the remaining materials, though they were still astronomical in quantity and astonishing to hear, he distributed them in an orderly fashion.

"...Brother Rushou, the tribes under your command spread throughout the Western Land and produce all kinds of divine metal veins. The Nine Heavens Geng Gold Mother, Taibai Refined Gold, Star Secret Silver, and other materials needed for Pangu Hall's array foundation framework will mainly depend on you."

"Brother Jumang, the eastern wood-element qi is at its most abundant, with all kinds of Innate Spiritual Roots and ten-thousand-year divine trees. Jianmu Branch, Fusang Sprout, Moon Laurel Essence, and the like are needed to balance the vitality within the hall, so I'll have to trouble you greatly."

"Brother Gonggong, besides what you mentioned earlier, we also need Northern Darkness True Water, Tianyi Heavy Water, Three Lights Divine Water... Well, if we could 'borrow' a little from our fellow Daoists, the Three Fairies of the Clouds, that would naturally be best." Xuanzheng added this "honestly," making Gonggong's eyes light up.

"Big Sister Houtu," Xuanzheng looked toward the only female Ancestral Witch, and his tone softened somewhat. "To stabilize the hall's foundation and allow all things to flourish, we need Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Qi, Earth Dragon Fetus Stone... I'll have to trouble you with these."

Xuanzheng listed each item one by one. The Ancestral Witches nodded at times and frowned at others.

When Xuanzheng finished the lengthy list, even the well-stocked Ancestral Witches could not help showing some difficulty on their faces.

After all, every single item on that list was a top-tier treasure in the primordial world. Yet now they had to gather them by the hundreds or thousands. The pressure was no small matter.

Xuanzheng immediately read the room and hurriedly added, "Brothers, there is no need to worry! Father God said that repairing Pangu Hall cannot be accomplished in a day, and the needed materials can be gathered in batches. Moreover, Father God bestowed a profound secret art. We can first use a small amount of core divine materials as a catalyst to set up a simple formation. That will draw upon the power of heaven and earth, initially improve Pangu Hall's condition, and accelerate its self-repair and energy accumulation! Once the remaining materials gradually arrive, we can further perfect and upgrade it!"

At those words, the grave expressions on the Ancestral Witches' faces eased slightly.

Installments, and they could see results right away. Nice!

Just when everyone thought the matter had been settled, Tianwu, the Wind Ancestral Witch, who had remained taciturn all along with gale-force winds swirling around him, suddenly spoke. His slightly hoarse voice rang through the hall, carrying a trace of barely perceptible scrutiny. "Thirteenth Brother, there is one thing I do not understand. Father God's Dream concerns a matter of great importance, so why... did he seek out only you, rather than us older brothers?"

The moment he said this, the previously fervent atmosphere in the hall abruptly stagnated and became somewhat subtle.

The gazes of the other Ancestral Witches also involuntarily focused on Xuanzheng again, filled with inquiry.

Indeed, they had been so overwhelmed by the enormous news of Father God's Dream that they had not thought deeply about this question before.

Xuanzheng inwardly thought, Here it comes! Yet he showed no panic at all. Instead, he wore an even more "innocent" expression, with a hint of "embarrassment."

He scratched his head, his tone carrying a young man's characteristic honesty and a tiny bit of grievance.

"Well... I don't know either. Maybe, maybe it's because I just awakened from Father God's heart, so my connection to Father God's lingering will is still the closest? Maybe Father God can sense me more easily?"

He paused, as if recalling the dream, then continued somewhat uncertainly, "And... Father God seemed to say... that my brain is... well, rather 'simple.' That I'm single-minded and don't think as much or as complicatedly as my brothers do. For this arduous yet glorious task, one that only requires keeping one's head down and working without too much scheming, he could rest most assured leaving it to me..."

"Pfft—"

No one knew who failed to hold it in first and let out a snicker.

Then, even Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches could not help laughing.

Zhurong directly slapped his thigh and burst into loud laughter. "Simple? Single-minded? Hahaha! Father God's assessment is perfect! This kid really does look honest and straightforward, unlike us, all clever and crafty!"

The other Ancestral Witches also nodded in deep agreement, feeling that this explanation was very "Xuanzheng" and perfectly matched Father God's usual style of doing things without adhering to convention and valuing one's essential nature.

Hearing this, Tianwu nodded slightly and said no more.

Xuanzheng chuckled inwardly. Simple? If I were simple, I'd have tricked the underwear right off you by now!

And so, this unprecedented "Pangu Hall Materials Crowdfunding Conference" came to a perfect conclusion amid an atmosphere that was both serious and slightly comedic.

All twelve Ancestral Witches, including Tianwu, who had raised the question earlier, patted their chests and promised to return to their respective tribes at once, mobilize every bit of their strength, and gather the required Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures according to Xuanzheng's list.

On the surface, Xuanzheng was overwhelmed with gratitude and repeatedly cupped his hands in salute, but inwardly, he was overjoyed.

He had successfully combined the "Golden Finger upgrade project" with "fixing Pangu Hall's bugs," then packaged it as a "collective honor project for the witch race."

The first batch of basic materials needed to activate the Pangu World-Suppression Mysterious Yellow Great Array (prototype) finally had a source!

Next, he only had to wait for good news from his brothers and, while he was at it... consider what other little "bugs" there were inside and outside Pangu Hall for him to practice on first, earn some merit, and rack up a little proficiency.