Primordial Wilderness: Mythical Grand Unity, Saints Beg Me Not to Show Off

What is the greatest weakness of the Witch Clan?

They have no Primordial Spirit!

Because they lack a Primordial Spirit, they cannot sense the Heavenly Mechanism, cannot comprehend the Great Dao, cannot refine spiritual treasures, and their path of cultivation is restricted at every turn, relying only on brute force with an ultimately limited ceiling.

This is the eternal pain in the Witch Clan's heart!

But now, Ao Chen's Witch God Art has pointed out a brand-new path for them—excavating the treasures within their own bloodline, making their physical bodies spiritually attuned, and giving birth to a True Spirit Will!

This almost fundamentally makes up for the Witch Clan's greatest weakness!

How could they not be excited? How could they not feel that this "effortless favor" weighs as heavily as Mount Tai?

"Daoist friend need not be so. Such a small matter is hardly worth mentioning."

Looking at the Ancestor Witches who could barely contain their excitement, Ao Chen smiled faintly, waved his hand, and remained composed.

"As I said before, this is indeed a small matter," he admitted frankly.

"Compared to the Dao I seek for myself, this method is truly nothing more than an effortless favor for me."

"Moreover, I have traveled through the Witch Clan for thousands of years, discussing the Dao and sparring with you all, observing the mysteries of the Witch Clan, and have gained no small benefit. Consider this my repayment of that bond."

He spoke the truth. Compared to the Mythical Grand Unity Method, the Sky-Covering Method, even with his enhancements, was hardly a world-shaking creation. Creating it was not difficult for him.

Hearing Ao Chen's dismissive attitude, Dijiang and the other Ancestor Witches were even more moved, and at the same time felt even more "undeserving" of such a gift.

Such a monumental kindness, yet the other party treated it as ordinary—such breadth of mind and bearing made them feel inferior.

Dijiang took a deep breath, exchanged a glance with Zhu Jiuyin beside him, and seeing Zhu Jiuyin nod slightly, made up his mind. He spoke to Ao Chen again with solemnity:

"Daoist friend, your righteousness moves us to the core! Yet a drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring—let alone such a life-renewing grace! Though you see it as ordinary, our Witch Clan cannot let it go unacknowledged!"

"Daoist friend, please follow me!" Dijiang's tone was firm and brooked no refusal.

Seeing this, Ao Chen raised an eyebrow slightly. His original intent was merely to repay a favor and forge a good connection, never expecting any reward.

"Daoist friend Dijiang, this..." He started to decline.

"Say no more, Daoist friend!" Dijiang cut him off directly, his attitude resolute.

"This is a token of the entire Witch Clan's gratitude for your great kindness in passing down the method. If you refuse again, you look down on us Witch Clan!"

Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and the other Ancestor Witches chimed in:

"That's right! Daoist friend Ao Chen, don't refuse!"

"Accept it! Otherwise, we'll feel uneasy in our hearts!"

With words pushed to this point, refusing further would only seem pretentious.

Looking at the sincere and determined eyes of the Ancestor Witches, Ao Chen pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

"Very well, then Ao Chen will accept with gratitude."

"Hahaha! Good!" Seeing Ao Chen agree, Dijiang and the others broke into joyful smiles.

"Daoist friend, please!"

Dijiang gestured again with his hand, then turned and walked deeper into the Pangu Temple.

A flicker of curiosity rose in Ao Chen's heart. This Pangu Temple was the sacred ground of the Witch Clan—what secrets lay hidden in its depths? And what would the Witch Clan offer as a gift?

He set aside his thoughts and followed Dijiang's steps. Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu, and the other Ancestor Witches followed behind with solemn expressions.

Meanwhile, above the vast and boundless East Sea, immortal mists swirled and auspicious vapors rose.

Having returned from the Second Sermon at Zixiao Palace and received the title "Head of Male Immortals" personally bestowed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, East King Duke was now brimming with ambition and confidence.

He stood atop Yingzhou Immortal Island on the coast of the East Sea, his body radiant with immortal light and purple vapors rising, bearing an aura that seemed to command all immortals.

Beside him stood West Queen Mother, who had also returned from Zixiao Palace and been appointed "Head of Female Immortals."

"Daoist friend," East King Duke greeted her with a bow, his eyes blazing with ambition.

"Now that the Dao Ancestor's decree has been issued, we must follow the Heavenly Mandate, consolidate the immortal forces of the Primordial Wilderness, and establish order, so as not to disappoint the Dao Ancestor's high hopes!"

West Queen Mother, dignified and graceful, nodded slightly.

"Well said, Daoist friend. The Witch and Demon Clans are now powerful and locked in endless strife, treating all beings in the Primordial Wilderness like weeds. It is indeed time for our Immortal Dao lineage to step forward, uphold justice, and protect the multitudes."

"Excellent!" East King Duke clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

"My mind is made! I shall emulate the Demon Clan's Sun Palace and establish an 'Immortal Court' here on the East Sea! I will be its Lord, and you, Daoist friend, its Deputy, to jointly govern the Immortal Dao of the Primordial Wilderness!"

West Queen Mother considered briefly and agreed.

Thus, following the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan's Great Land, a third vast force vying for the Heavenly Fate of the Primordial Wilderness—the Immortal Court—was quietly proclaimed on the East Sea under East King Duke's leadership!

To make a show of strength and establish his position, East King Duke decided to invite all the Great Divine Powers of the Primordial Wilderness to attend the ceremony!

In an instant, jade talisman invitations inscribed with "Immortal Court Establishment Ceremony" and infused with East King Duke's immortal power shot out from the East Sea like shooting stars, flying in all directions across the Primordial Wilderness.

The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain, Jieyin and Zhunti of the West, Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, Minghe of the Blood Sea, Kunpeng of the Northern Sea... and even the Demon and Witch Clans received an invitation from East King Duke.

Almost every Great Divine Power of any renown in the Primordial Wilderness received this invitation from the newly rising Immortal Court!

East King Duke's move was undoubtedly a declaration of his existence to the entire Primordial Wilderness, and also a proclamation of the Immortal Court's ambition!

On the other side, Ao Chen had already arrived deep within the Pangu Temple alongside the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Chapter 36: Pangu Jade Marrow, Immortal Court Invitation

The Pangu Temple was the sacred ground of the Wu Clan, and moreover, it was formed from the heart of the great god Pangu himself, containing boundless mystery and majesty.

The deeper they went, the more ancient, vast, and grand the surrounding scenery became.

The walls were no longer simple rock but seemed to be directly composed of Chaos Stones, naturally inscribed with countless ancient and profound Dao patterns, as if expounding the supreme principles of Pangu Creates the World.

The air was no longer filled with Innate Spiritual Qi, but with a dense, almost tangible Pangu Aura, mixed with strands of Chaos Qi Flow that had yet to fully dissipate, along with a terrifying will that seemed capable of suppressing eternity and grinding everything to dust!

Just by breathing in the air here, Ao Chen felt the Star River Universe within his body accelerate its operation, his physical muscles and bones emitting a buzzing sound of longing, as if receiving the most primal nourishment!

Occasionally, they passed by strange sights:

A churning Blood Pool, seemingly gestating some powerful life form, emitting an aura of the same origin as the Ancestral Witches;

An Ancient Stele inscribed with countless phantom images of Gods and Devils, radiating an eternal, undying battle intent;

A Chaos Region where Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind raged wildly, yet bizarrely maintained a state of balance...

Every scene here seemed to narrate the ancient legends of Pangu Creates the World, containing unimaginable fortune and danger.

Finally, after passing through the last invisible barrier condensed from Pangu's Will, they arrived at an immensely vast and empty space.

At the very center of this space floated a strange, jade-like marrow, about the size of a human head, milky white in color, pulsing slowly like a heart, radiating infinite vitality and chaotic light!

Just by looking at it, Ao Chen felt his powerful physical body, which had already reached the late Mythical Heavenly Immortal realm, involuntarily stir with an instinctive longing, like an infant seeing the most nourishing mother's milk!

"This... what is this?" Ao Chen's eyes flickered with surprise.

"This is the Father God's Marrow," Dijiang said, his voice carrying immense solemnity and a trace of reluctance, but even more so, determination.

"It is the essence gathered from deep within the Father God's heart, after enduring countless kalpas, absorbing endless Chaos Qi and the Father God's legacy. The entire Wu Clan only has this one remaining portion."

He looked at Ao Chen with sincere eyes: "I observe that Daoist friend not only has profound mastery of the Dao, but also has deep attainments in the path of the physical body, even able to clash head-on with our Ancestor Witch True Bodies without falling behind."

"This marrow is used to temper the physical body. Theoretically, with the right opportunity, it can even cause a living being's innate foundation to undergo a transformation and reshape its origin!"

"Although our Wu Clan's physical bodies are strong, we are limited by our bloodline and can no longer use this item. Today, I present this marrow to Daoist friend as a token of the entire Wu Clan's gratitude for the great kindness of your teachings!"

Pangu Jade Marrow—a supreme treasure comparable to a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, even capable of transforming one's foundation!

Even though Ao Chen's state of mind had long been as calm as an ancient well, hearing Dijiang's words and seeing the marrow radiating infinite temptation before him, he couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.

Indeed, his bloodline shackles were now broken, and he had become his own source; foundation meant little to him anymore.

But the vast vitality and most primal Pangu power contained within this Pangu Jade Marrow would undoubtedly bring immeasurable benefits to tempering his physical body and accelerating his cultivation in the Mythical Heavenly Immortal realm!

It could greatly shorten the time and effort needed to break through to the Mythical True Immortal realm!

This gift was truly weighty!

"Daoist friend Dijiang, this item is too precious..." Ao Chen instinctively began to decline.

"Teaching the Dao was merely a small effort; how could I dare accept such a heavy gift?"

"Daoist friend, say no more!" Dijiang's attitude was firm.

"The kindness of your teachings is enough to change the future of our Wu Clan! What is a mere portion of marrow compared to that? If you do not accept it, it means you do not trust the sincerity of our Wu Clan!"

"Yes, Daoist friend Ao Chen, accept it!" Zhu Rong also urged from the side with a simple, honest expression.

The other Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement, their gazes sincere.

Seeing the resolute attitude of the Ancestral Witches, Ao Chen knew that further refusal would only be unseemly.

He took a deep breath, made a solemn bow to Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches, and said, "Since that is the case, then Ao Chen thanks all Daoist friends for this generous gift!"

With that, he carefully extended his hand, wrapped the pulsing Pangu Jade Marrow in his mana, and drew it into his grasp.

The marrow was warm to the touch, and a vast, surging vitality and power instantly flooded into his body, making him feel utterly comfortable, as if every cell was cheering and rejoicing.

"A fine treasure!" Ao Chen praised inwardly.