Teaching, A Pawn

"I have some advice for you."

"You can listen, or you can ignore it."

Dijiang Ancestral Witch looked at the fiercely clashing battlefield in the distance and said leisurely to Feng Xi.

"Listen, listen... I'll definitely listen!" Feng Xi nodded repeatedly.

"When you have time, spend more time in the Witch Clan's library," Dijiang chuckled. "It's best if you can apply for a position there and strive to become the librarian."

"???" Feng Xi was completely bewildered by his words.

"This... uh, haven't we, the Great Witch Clan, already achieved information digitalization?" he stammered. "No matter what information it is, there's a backup in the database... and there are keyword searches, making it easy and fast to find."

"Why do I still need to go to the library?"

"Is it necessary?"

Feng Xi was genuinely confused.

What level of civilization had the Witch Clan's internal system reached?

The carriers of information had reached their limit, and there was no need for physical forms to bear them.

"Indeed... under normal circumstances, it's just as you said," Dijiang said nonchalantly. "However, you also need to understand."

"Some things, for the sake of the reputation and image of the peak powerhouses, everyone can only present a perfect facade... How can secrets hidden in the dust of time be uploaded to the network?"

"If they were uploaded, they would be met with a terrifying dimensional reduction strike the next moment... Even an Ancestral Witch might directly filter the information and erase it into nothingness."

Feng Xi's face was filled with horror.

This time, he understood.

He truly understood.

In the Witch Clan's library, amidst the vast and complex collection of ancient texts, lay information that could not see the light of day.

These were records of what happened on the paths to power for the Innate Divine Beings and Grand Unity Emperors of ancient eras!

Were these the most ancient and powerful supreme beings in the Primordial Era universe, truly as pure and flawless as legends claimed, with max morality and max virtue?

The historical trajectory and truths of time that the world spoke of in unison... Were events like the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity and the Dao-Demon Calamity really that simple?

Who was playing the game behind the scenes? Who was making the moves?

These things could not be seen in the outside world, not even a trace... They had all been erased, settled at the very bottom of the river of time.

Below Grand Unity, it was almost impossible to touch or investigate.

Perhaps the only exception was within the Witch Clan, buried in some unknown corner.

"Gulp."

Feng Xi swallowed with difficulty.

"This is too dangerous... Some of the content, the dark history of the gods, is not something a small witch like me with my strength and cultivation should know."

"If I die from 'knowing too much'..." he thought with apprehension, "wouldn't that be even more tragic?"

"But, this is also your only chance to grasp your destiny... isn't it?" Dijiang Ancestral Witch's words were like a devil's whisper. "Only by understanding the secrets of the past can you clearly grasp the general trend of this Primordial World."

"Only by knowing the general trend can you make the right choices at critical moments."

"Finally, before you are casually crushed to death for knowing too much, become a new player and jump out of the dead end."

"Achieve Grand Unity!" Dijiang said. "Condense an Innate Undying Spiritual Light, and from then on, you will be eternally free in endless time and space..."

"Once you reach this stage, no matter how powerful a Great Divine Ability User is, those so-called Saints, Quasi-Saints, and Heavenly Dao that you think of in your mind, cannot completely destroy you."

"After a long period of time, there will be a day of resurgence—this is an achievement Pangu recognized, and the ironclad rule of the game in the Primordial World!"

Feng Xi had to admit, he was tempted.

And at this very moment, Dijiang laid down a new chip.

"Do you want to return to your homeland?"

"Once you achieve Grand Unity, you can do as you please."

"..." Feng Xi struggled for a moment, then gave up struggling.

He looked up, his voice hoarse, "Why... are you telling me these secrets?"

"Because..." Dijiang smiled. "Although there are those guys pushing others forward to take the blame, the fact that you can become the core link between the nine of them by chance... isn't that an interesting thing?"

"So, I'll place a casual move on you."

"I'm very curious—what kind of surprise will you give me in the end?"

"After all, even if you die midway, I won't suffer much loss; it'll just be a waste of a few words."

He said generously, not hiding his purpose from Feng Xi.

A chess player makes a casual move, anticipating Feng Xi's future performance.

Feng Xi was not angry—for someone like him, without background, without support, without backing, being considered valuable for use might not necessarily be a bad thing.

He wasn't afraid of being a chess piece; he was afraid of not even having the value to be a chess piece.

Besides, time is vast and endless. What if a chess piece, one day, leaps out of the board and becomes the player?

"Thank you, Lord Dijiang, for your guidance and cultivation." Feng Xi bowed with utmost sincerity. "From now on, if you have any commands, I will not shrink from death!"

"Not shrink from death?" Dijiang shook his head. "You're quite confident... If you could die ten thousand times and still come back to life, you'd be a Grand Unity without even being one."

Feng Xi gave an awkward laugh.

Honestly, he had just said that casually.

"In the future, if you encounter any confusion or questions, you can come to my workplace to ask for advice—if I'm not busy at the time," the Ancestral Witch Dijiang said calmly. "Let me see how far you can go."

"If possible, suppress an opponent for me."

"I really want to see... that person's frantic rage when they get carried away and misstep."

"How interesting would that be?"

An extremely malicious expression appeared on the Ancestral Witch Dijiang's face. Looking at him... he clearly wasn't a good person.

Feng Xi didn't reply.

The existence that even an Ancestral Witch considered a great enemy was hardly someone he, in his current state, was qualified to boast about.

He quietly concealed his presence and turned his gaze towards the distant battlefield. It was an incredibly fierce battle!

Nine powerful beings, who appeared to only have the cultivation of True Immortals.

But Feng Xi had no doubt that even a Golden Immortal would be torn into countless pieces without suspense if they faced them!

Every move, every strike, revealed an unparalleled harmonious beauty, as if the supreme and flawless Great Dao had descended.

Each action was enough for Feng Xi to ponder for a long time, yet he couldn't fully grasp its profound mysteries.

Because, just when he thought he had understood everything, the opponent he was observing would make a move that exceeded his expectations... After repeated comparisons and confirmations, deducing millions, even tens of millions, of moves in his mind, he could barely comprehend the deeper mysteries hidden within.

"High cultivation is truly remarkable," Feng Xi sighed lightly. "Such foresight..."

It was just like playing a game of chess.

A piece is placed within a small square, and victory is decided invisibly.

You can calculate the general trend of the game five moves ahead. Someone with higher cultivation than you can calculate a thousand moves, or even ten thousand moves... Is there any fun left in playing?