Let the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi take the lead in this kind of attention-seeking.
Although Di Jun is arrogant, he is willing to listen to advice, and that is enough.
Now that the first step has been successful, the next step is to find a way to solve the food problem of the Witch Clan. The conflict between the Witch and Demon Races largely stems from the struggle for resources. If the root cause can be alleviated, it may increase the chances of peace.
Everything must be done step by step. He was so worried about his own Luck that he was almost driven to despair.
Inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, everyone toasted and chatted, sometimes discussing the Dao and sometimes exchanging views on the future of the Primordial Wilderness world, creating a rare scene of harmony.
The barriers that once arose from tribal conflicts seem to have faded considerably at this moment, leaving only a shared expectation for the vitality of the world.
Ten thousand years pass in the blink of an eye, and every banquet must eventually come to an end.
The various Innate Deities rose to take their leave, carrying with them envy of the Demon Race Fortune's fortune and a glimmer of hope for the future of the Primordial Wilderness, as they departed from the Heavenly Court.
Qing Huan also planned to return to Yingzhou Island for a period of seclusion. This trip to the Heavenly Court had been very fruitful; both his understanding of the Great Dao and the Merit and Luck he had accumulated had brought him one step closer to the realm of Sage.
Di Jun and Tai Yi personally escorted them to the South Heaven Gate, watching their departing figures with a sense of satisfaction in their hearts.
Through this event, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race has truly gained the recognition of all the Innate Deities of the Primordial Wilderness. This glory is enough to be recorded in the annals of the Primordial Wilderness and passed down for eternity.
"Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan, are you leaving already?"
Di Jun looked at Qing Huan, his tone sincere and earnest.
"If there are any important matters in the future that I cannot make up my mind about, I will definitely go to Yingzhou Island to consult you."
"Di Jun, you're too kind."
Qing Huan nodded and smiled.
"If there is any emergency, just come and find me."
Having said that, Qing Huan's figure flickered, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the horizon, leaving only the figures of the crowd looking up in awe.
Looking in the direction Qing Huan had left, Tai Yi suddenly leaned closer to Di Jun, winked, and a sly smile appeared on his face:
"Eldest Brother, at the banquet just now, I noticed that the Lord of the Lunar Star seemed to have feelings for you."
Would you consider becoming Daoist partners with the two fairies of the Lunar Star?
The Solar Star and the Lunar Star are inherently complementary, representing yin and yang, and are mutually reinforcing. If they could form a bond, their yin and yang would be in harmony, complementing each other perfectly, which would greatly benefit their exploration of the Great Dao.
Di Jun's eyes flashed with interest.
After a moment of contemplation, the graceful figures of the two fairies of the Lunar Star appeared in his mind, and the inexplicable pull in his heart seemed to become clearer.
"Very well, once this matter is settled, I will personally make a trip to Lunar Star."
On the other side, Qing Huan had just returned to Yingzhou Island when he sensed someone waiting for him in his Dao Field.
After a moment's thought, he guessed who it was—besides Houtu, the Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan, he couldn't think of anyone else who would visit at this time.
At the grand feast held by the Heavenly Court, almost all the prominent and powerful beings in the Primordial Wilderness were present, except for the Witch Clan.
Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Qing Huan was only relatively familiar with Houtu. As for the personalities of the other Ancestral Witch, he really couldn't say anything good about them.
In the blink of an eye, he had passed through the Innate Grand Formation and landed steadily in the center of the Dao Field.
As expected, Houtu was standing alone beside the One Yuan Heavy Water Pool, gazing thoughtfully at the churning spiritual spring within, her expression filled with confusion and bewilderment.
"Houtu Daoist Houtu, how have you been?"
Qing Huan stepped forward and greeted him with a smile.
"May I ask what brings you here today, my friend?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Houtu turned around, a gentle and sincere smile appearing on her face:
"Fellow Qing Huan, I have come here today with a question I would like to ask you. I hope you will not hesitate to enlighten me."
Qing Huan couldn't help but chuckle. The people of the Witch Clan were indeed all so straightforward, always direct and disliking beating around the bush. But that was fine too, it saved him the trouble of making a special trip to the Witch Clan.
"Fellow Daoist, please speak freely."
Qing Huan casually waved his hand, and two small tables appeared out of thin air, laden with crystal-clear spiritual fruits and freshly brewed spiritual tea.
"Perfect timing, I also have something I'd like to discuss with the Witch Clan. Now that you're here, let's discuss it together."
Houtu didn't stand on ceremony, gracefully sitting down beside the table, picking up her teacup and taking a small sip, her gaze clear and resolute as she looked at Qing Huan:
"Qing Huan, your use of the Great Formation of the Stars to nourish the Primordial Wilderness has attracted endless Merit Luck, a fact known throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness."
However... the Witch Clan is born on the earth, cultivates with the Heaven and Earth Killing Intent, and feeds on the demon race. If the spiritual energy of the Primordial Wilderness becomes more abundant and the evil energy gradually dissipates, our Witch Clan may face the desperate situation of having no food to find.
I truly do not know what to do about this matter, so I have come to ask you for advice."
Qing Huan already understood—it was indeed for this matter.
He had long anticipated that while the Great Formation of the Stars could nourish the Primordial Wilderness, it might also indirectly affect the survival environment of the Witch Clan. This was precisely the core issue he wanted to discuss with the Witch Clan.
"Houtu Daoist Houtu, there is no need to worry. I have already considered this matter."
Qing Huan put down his teacup, his expression becoming serious. "Although the Heaven and Earth Killing Intent will decrease due to the increase of spiritual energy, it will not disappear completely."
"If you wish to resolve this matter completely, Fellow Houtu, I do know of a place in the Primordial Wilderness, but the Witch Clan will likely have to remain stationed in the Netherworld thereafter."
Qing Huan slowly opened his lips, his gaze leisurely falling on the surging spiritual spring in the One Yuan Heavy Water.
"Netherworld?"
Houtu suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with disbelief, and her tone carried a hint of displeasure.
"Qing Huan, are you perhaps joking? We, the Witch Clan, are formed from the Pangu's Essence Blood, and rule over the Primordial Earth. We were born in the Pangu Temple on Buzhou Mountain. How could we possibly condescend to that cold and desolate place?"
"Not to mention me, even the rest of my brothers and sisters in the clan would certainly not agree."
Qing Huan raised an eyebrow slightly but did not refute.
This is obviously clear. It is simply unrealistic to ask the Witch Clan to move to the Netherworld at this moment. The human race has not yet appeared in the world, the cycle of reincarnation has not been established, and the Underworld has not yet taken shape. Forcing the Witch Clan to stay there is nothing short of wishful thinking.
Moreover, the Witch Clan now feeds on the demon tribe, and the two tribes have a deep-seated grudge. A slight misstep could trigger a fierce conflict.
This is truly a tricky problem.
Qing Huan lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, suddenly recalling that the Great Formation of the Stars could transform the remains of chaotic beasts into primordial energy and infuse it into the Primordial Earth. A thought stirred within him:
If that's the case, why can't the Witch Clan go into the Chaos to hunt ferocious beasts for food?
The chaos was inherently filled with malevolent energy, which resonated with the constitution of the Witch Clan. Perhaps this was the key to solving the food problem.
However, the Witch Clan lacks a primordial spirit and cannot activate Innate Spiritual Treasure for protection. Furthermore, the chaotic environment is extremely dangerous; even Primordial Unity Golden Immortal would need to proceed with extreme caution and deliberation... Is this Ancestral Witch willing to take such a risk?
"Houtu Daoist Houtu, I have an idea, but I don't know if the Witch Clan can accept it."
Qing Huan picked up his teacup, took a small sip of the spiritual tea, and spoke in a calm and steady tone.