You're Such a Big Brain

"His agreement is tantamount to a promise from Heavenly Dao."

"In this way, my Wu Clan can be said to have truly escaped the vortex of this Witch-Demon Tribulation in name and in terms of 'general trend'."

Di Jiang frowned slightly, still seemingly puzzled. "Brother, I still don't quite understand."

"Heavenly Dao's will can't defeat us anyway. Why don't we just announce that we won't participate in the Tribulation? Why do we need his promise?"

This question also perplexed the other Ancestral Wu.

Zhou Ming shook his head again, his expression becoming more serious. "This is the truly terrifying aspect of the Tribulation."

"It's not something you can simply avoid by not wanting to participate."

"Often, no matter how you try to avoid it or struggle, you will eventually be dragged into a calamity by various Karma and effects and schemes, and you will have no choice but to accept it."

"Our Wu Clan has actually been drawn into this Tribulation, but we have only temporarily gained the upper hand."

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Wu were once again taken aback.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Shebishi asked hurriedly.

Zhou Ming looked at them and slowly said, "Just like this War of the Wu and Demon. The Demon Clan race came to our doorstep, how could our Wu Clan not fight back?"

"But once the war begins, it means we've officially entered this game of Tribulation."

"Think about it, how many Demon Clan died in this battle? How much Karma will those dead Demon Clan generate?"

How much Merit will we have to expend to wash away these potential effects?

Therefore, in many cases, Tribulation are unavoidable.

"Only with the explicit 'permission' of Heavenly Dao, without its behind-the-scenes manipulation and scheming."

"Only then will those petty villains dare not easily set their sights on our Wu Clan, and only then can we truly extricate ourselves from the quagmire of this Tribulation."

"Otherwise, driven by the hidden forces of Heavenly Dao, my Wu Clan will only sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire of this Tribulation, unable to extricate ourselves."

After listening to Zhou Ming's analysis, even the hot-tempered Zhu Rong fell silent, her brows furrowed.

The other Ancestral Wu also had different expressions, clearly digesting this information.

After a moment, Zhu Jiuyin spoke up, "But elder brother, we are so strong now. With the current strength of our Wu Clan, is there really anyone who would dare to be so foolish as to actively oppose our Wu Clan?"

Zhu Rong stroked his chin and Earthly Dao in a deep voice, "That's right. Once the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation activated and the Father God's Will is unleashed, even the Heavenly Dao has to flee. Who would dare to confront us head-on?"

Zhou Ming shook his head, his expression turning serious. "The strength of our Wu Clan today relies more on the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation, and on our ability to invoke the Father God's Will at crucial moments."

"This does not mean that each of us is powerful enough to ignore all threats."

"The Twelve Divine Fiend Formation is powerful, but it is not without its weaknesses."

"If someone is determined to scheme, they can use the right time and the right methods to separate the thirteen of us."

"If we cannot set up our formation smoothly, then our Wu Clan's greatest reliance will crumble without a fight."

"As for the Father God's Will... without Pangu True Body as a vessel, the Father God's Will cannot descend."

"Therefore, the Father God instructed us to cultivate diligently, comprehend the Law, and strive to attain the Primordial Attain the Primordial Chaos."

"Only when we reach that point can we truly take our Fate into our own hands, instead of relying on external forces."

When the Father God was mentioned, Houtu, who had been listening quietly, had a strange glint in her gentle eyes.

She suddenly raised her head, looked at Zhou Ming, and asked softly, "Big brother, before on the battlefield, how... how did you manage to summon the Father God's Will?"

Upon hearing this, all the Ancestral Wu turned their gazes to Zhou Ming, filled with curiosity, inquiry, and a hint of indescribable anticipation.

Zhou Ming looked at Houtu, then glanced at the other Ancestral Wu, and smiled slightly.

"Did you really think that I've been in seclusion for so many years just to bury myself in cultivation?"

Zhou Ming glanced around, a hint of smugness mixed with a touch of mystery on his face.

"During these years of seclusion, I haven't been idle! I've been communicating with the Father God's Will, connecting with him, and cultivating a tacit understanding!"

He cleared his throat and continued, "Through my countless years of effort and persistent 'communication'..."

"My filial piety has finally moved the Father God! That's why he agreed to descend upon Father God at this crucial moment and lend a helping hand to my Wu Clan!"

Zhou Ming thought to himself, "Should I tell you that Father God only agreed because I kept nagging him and he was so annoyed with it?"

"If I say that out loud, what will become of my reputation as the eldest brother? I have no reputation to lose!"

"Big brother is amazing!"

"I knew my older brother was the best!"

Upon hearing Zhou Ming's explanation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were immediately filled with awe and admiration as they looked at Zhou Ming.

Especially Xuan Ming and Houtu, their beautiful eyes shone with admiration, their undisguised adoration making Zhou Ming feel very pleased and elated.

After enjoying the praise from his younger siblings for a moment, Zhou Ming's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Alright, don't get too excited yet."

"A large part of the reason we were able to severely damage the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun this time was because we caught them off guard. The Heavenly Dao also did not expect the Father God's Will to descend."

"Therefore, we must take advantage of this precious time while Heavenly Dao and Hongjun are recovering from their injuries to cultivate diligently and strive to attain the Primordial Attain the Primordial Chaos as soon as possible!"

Zhou Ming's tone became serious. "Otherwise, once the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun have recovered from their injuries, those six future Saint will all return to their positions."

"At that time, under the Heavenly Dao Trend, my Wu Clan will likely face utter annihilation!"

Zhu Rong, with her fiery temper, immediately exploded upon hearing this, shouting in a gruff voice, "Then what are we waiting for?"

"Let's strike first and kill them all one by one before those six guys become saints and their wings are fully grown!"

"Eliminate this threat forever! This way, once the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun recover, our pressure will be much less!"

Upon hearing Zhu Rong's words, the other Ancestral Wu' eyes lit up as well. Yes, this idea sounds good!

We can take action in advance and nip the threat in the bud!

"That's right! Zhu Rong is right!"

"Kill them, and let's see how Heavenly Dao can gather the Saint!"

"Strike first, strike hard!"

"Kill them! To prevent future trouble!"

They all agreed, feeling it was a good solution that would solve the problem once and for all.

Zhou Ming looked at Zhu Rong, who had a "I'm so smart" expression on her face, and his lips twitched. He said in an annoyed Earthly Dao, "Zhu Rong, you really are very smart!"

When Zhu Rong heard Zhou Ming say that, he thought his elder brother was praising him.

He immediately grinned widely, chuckling smugly, "No, no, big brother, I'm not as smart as you say. I just have a flash of inspiration every now and then, hehe!"

Zhou Ming rolled his eyes and said, "You think I was praising you?"