"I'll give you some advice."
"You can listen, or you can choose not to."
Ancestral Witch Dijiang watched the distant battlefield, where the combatants were enthusiastically pummeling one another, and spoke leisurely to Feng Xi.
"Listen, listen... I'll definitely listen!" Feng Xi nodded hurriedly.
"When you have time, go browse the Witch Clan's library more often." Dijiang smiled. "You should preferably apply for a position there and strive to become the library administrator."
"???" Feng Xi was utterly bewildered by his words.
"But... uh, hasn't our Great Witch Clan already networked and digitized all its information?" he stammered. "No matter what kind of data it is, there's a backup in the database... And with things like keyword searches, looking anything up is easy and quick."
"Why would I still need to go to the library?"
"Is that really necessary?"
Feng Xi was genuinely confused.
What level of civilization had the Witch Clan reached by now?
The carriers of information had been upgraded to their limits. There was no need for physical entities to bear them at all.
"Indeed... Under normal circumstances, things are just as you said." Dijiang spoke carelessly. "But you have to understand."
"Considering the dignity and image of peak experts, there are things that everyone can only present as righteous and glorious... How could certain secrets hidden beneath the dust of time be uploaded to the network?"
"If they were uploaded, they would suffer a terrifying dimensionality-reduction attack the very next moment... Some Ancestral Witches might even directly filter the information and grind it into nothingness."
Feng Xi looked horrified.
This time, he understood.
He really understood.
Within the Witch Clan's library, among those vast, countless and miscellaneous classics, there was hidden information that could never see the light of day.
They were records of what had happened on the paths by which Innate Divine Beings and Grand Unity Emperors had risen during the ancient eras!
Were these most ancient and most powerful supreme experts of the Primordial World really as sacred and flawless as they seemed, with maxed-out character and maxed-out virtue?
The so-called historical course and truths of the ages, passed down and acknowledged by everyone—were the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity and the Dao-Demon Calamity really that simple?
Who was plotting behind the scenes? Who was making the moves?
Such things could not possibly be seen in the Outside World—not even the slightest trace... They had all been erased and had settled at the very bottom of the River of Time.
Those below the Great Luo could scarcely touch or investigate them.
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 things, the dark history of the gods, aren't something a Lesser Witch with my level of strength and cultivation should know."
"If I die because I 'know too much'..." He shuddered at the thought. "Wouldn't that be even worse?"
"But this is also your only chance to seize control of your fate... isn't it?" Ancestral Witch Dijiang's words were like a devil's whisper. "Only by learning the secrets of the past can you sort out the overall trend of the Primordial World."
"Only by knowing the overall trend can you make the right choice at the critical moment."
"Then, before you're casually crushed to death for knowing too much, become a new chess player and escape the dead game."
"Attain the Great Luo Dao!" Dijiang said. "Condense an Innate Undying Spiritual Light, and from then on, enjoy Eternal Freedom throughout Endless Space-time..."
"At that point, no matter how powerful a Great Divine Ability User is, those so-called Saints, Quasi-Saints, and Heavenly Dao you have in mind won't be able to destroy you completely."
"After endless ages, there will always be a day when you revive—this is an achievement acknowledged by Pangu, and it is the ironclad rule governing the game of the Primordial World!"
Feng Xi had to admit that his heart was stirred.
And at that very moment, Dijiang placed a new stake on the table.
"Do you want to return to your homeland?"
"Once you attain the Great Luo Dao, that will be entirely up to you."
"..." Feng Xi struggled for a moment, then gave up struggling.
He raised his head, his voice hoarse. "Why... are you telling me these secrets?"
"Because..." Dijiang smiled. "Although there's the reason that those fellows pushed you forward to take the blame, the fact that you somehow became the core link between the nine of them... isn't that rather interesting?"
"So, I decided to make an idle move with you as the piece."
"I'm curious—what kind of surprise can you give me in the end?"
"Even if you die prematurely halfway through, I won't lose much. It will only have cost me the effort of saying a few words."
He spoke openly and generously, telling Feng Xi his purpose without hiding anything.
A chess player had made an idle move, looking forward to Feng Xi's performance in the future.
Feng Xi was not angry either—for someone like him, with no background, backing, or connections, being considered useful was not necessarily a bad thing.
He was not afraid of becoming a chess piece. He was afraid of not even being valuable enough to become one.
Besides, there were endless years ahead. So what if he was a chess piece? It was not as though he could never escape the Chess Game and become a chess player one day.
"Thank you, Lord Dijiang, for your guidance and cultivation." Feng Xi bowed with utmost solemnity. "Should you give me an order in the future, I will not hesitate to die ten thousand times!"
"Not hesitate to die ten thousand times?" Dijiang shook his head. "You're quite confident... If someone could die ten thousand times and still resurrect, they wouldn't be a Great Luo—they'd be a Great Luo among Great Luo."
Feng Xi gave an awkward smile.
To be honest, he had just said it casually.
"If you encounter any confusion in the future, you can come to my office and ask me—provided I'm not busy at the time." Ancestral Witch Dijiang spoke indifferently. "Let me see how far you can go."
"If possible, help me suppress an opponent."
"I really want to see... that person's furious, unhinged look after becoming complacent and then missing a step."
"Wouldn't that be interesting?"
Ancestral Witch Dijiang's face displayed an extremely malicious expression. Just looking at him... he clearly was not a good person.
Feng Xi did not respond.
If even an Ancestral Witch regarded that existence as a mortal enemy, how could Feng Xi, in his current state, be qualified to make such bold claims?
He merely kept a low profile and restrained his presence while turning to look at the distant battlefield, where an incomparably brutal battle was raging!
The nine combatants seemed to possess only True Immortal cultivation.
But Feng Xi had no doubt that even a Golden Immortal facing them would be torn into tens of millions of pieces without the slightest suspense!
Every move and every technique revealed an unparalleled beauty of harmony, as though the supreme, flawless Great Dao had descended.
Every gesture and movement was enough for Feng Xi to ponder for a long time, yet he still could not fully comprehend the mysteries within.
Because whenever he thought he had grasped everything, the expert fighting against him would respond in a way that exceeded his expectations... Only after repeatedly comparing and verifying, then deducing hundreds of thousands or tens of millions of moves in his mind, could he barely understand the deeper mysteries hidden within.
"Having profound Dao attainment really is incredible." Feng Xi sighed softly. "The ability to see so far ahead..."
It was just like playing chess.
Making moves within a square inch, winning the decisive battle in the unseen.
You could calculate the overall direction of the Chess Game five moves ahead. Someone with higher Dao attainment than you could calculate a thousand moves, or even ten thousand... How were you supposed to keep playing?
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