Chu Xuan thought to himself in secret.
Of course, although he had put pressure on the Ancestral Shamans, he added a few words to keep them from getting too ambitious.
"Of course, for now, all of this is only speculation!"
"Besides, even if it's true, since that one hasn't attacked us directly..."
"That means they may not really be out to get us, or perhaps they're constrained by something!"
"So we still only need to deal with the demon race!"
"The demon race remains our only threat!"
"We just need to be better prepared!"
Listening to Chu Xuan,
the Ancestral Shamans calmed down a little and found his words quite reasonable.
Hongjun might be a potential enemy, but since he hadn't made a move, it wasn't much of a problem.
As for the demon race, even if a Saint seemed to be on their side, they were no match for the Wu Clan. At most, they could put a little pressure on them.
At that, Di Jun promptly took the opportunity to speak and began assigning tasks.
"In that case, Zhurong, you and the others should stay in Pangu Hall and break through to Quasi-Saint."
"Once we've strengthened ourselves, we won't fear any changes in the outside world!"
The Ancestral Shamans all nodded solemnly.
There was no denying that Chu Xuan's words had helped the Ancestral Shamans come to their senses. With the Heavenly Tribulation established and the demon race no longer as threatening, they had started to grow a little conceited again.
Now they felt a greater urgency to cultivate.
Watching this, Chu Xuan was immensely pleased.
He then prepared to leave the hall and give the Ancestral Shamans some space.
To keep the Primordial Wilderness's powerful figures from linking the Ancestral Shamans' breakthroughs to the Heavenly Tribulation, the best place for them to break through was Pangu Hall. Naturally, he wouldn't linger there.
Besides, he had a reason to go out: he needed to make preparations for part of the plan he had worked out in his mind.
But before Chu Xuan could leave, Dijiang suddenly called out to him.
"Little brother Chu Xuan, wait a moment!"
"There's still something we need to settle!"
Chu Xuan froze, not quite following.
Dijiang then explained to him pleasantly,
"Even though the Wu Clan all share the same origin, you're not an Ancestral Shaman. You don't enjoy the blessings of our clan's fortune, nor do you bear much responsibility for supporting the Wu Clan. Earlier, with such an important matter at hand, there was no time to reward you for your contributions. But now that it's over, the Wu Clan certainly won't mistreat someone who has rendered such service!"
As he spoke, Dijiang suddenly turned his gaze to the Ancestral Shamans present and said,
"Chu Xuan has made tremendous contributions. He's held back our Wu Clan's greatest enemy and directly helped bring about the imminent breakthroughs of six Ancestral Shamans to Quasi-Saint!"
"My brothers and sisters, I'd like to reward him with Father God's Essence Blood. Does anyone object?"
Though Dijiang phrased it as a question, anyone could tell that he had already made up his mind.
The Ancestral Shamans were slightly surprised that their elder brother valued Chu Xuan so highly.
But almost as soon as the thought crossed their minds, they felt it made perfect sense.
Given Chu Xuan's accomplishments, he certainly deserved that drop of Father God's Essence Blood!
And aside from Ancestral Shaman Essence Blood, there truly was no treasure worthy of him.
Status, identity, honor? Those were all empty things. The Ancestral Shamans had no interest in fobbing Chu Xuan off with such trinkets.
They were the Wu Clan. If they thought something was deserved, then it was!
After their initial surprise, the Ancestral Shamans all nodded. None of them objected.
Now that he understood what was going on, Chu Xuan's eyes widened in shock.
"Father God's Essence Blood?"
Seeing that no one objected, Dijiang nodded and smiled as he explained to Chu Xuan,
"All the Gods in the Primordial Wilderness know that when Father God created the world and transformed into the Primordial Wilderness, he left behind twelve drops of essence blood, which became us, the Twelve Ancestral Shamans!"
"However, the Gods don't know everything. As Father God's favored Pangu Orthodox, we were left not only with Pangu Heart, which continually produces more members of the Wu Clan, but also with a drop of essence blood kept inside Pangu Heart!"
"We've never found anyone suitable to receive it. And since we intended to keep it for a crucial moment in the future, when it could help a Great Witch ascend to Ancestral Shaman, we never used it."
"But now, both your achievements and your strength make you worthy of this drop of Father God's Essence Blood!"
"So naturally, it belongs to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Dijiang didn't wait for Chu Xuan to respond. He waved a hand toward Pangu Heart, which was producing streams of blood.
The living heart suddenly gave a mighty beat.
Rumble—
A terrifying, invisible majesty burst forth, then rapidly gathered itself and expelled a drop of blood that gleamed with brilliant light.
After expelling the drop, Pangu Heart grew noticeably feeble.
But no one paid that any heed.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on that drop of Pangu Essence Blood.
A faint majesty emanated from it. Even Chu Xuan, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, felt a wave of pressure.
Looking at Pangu Essence Blood floating toward him, Chu Xuan found his breathing growing unsteady for once.
He knew about the Thirteenth Drop of Essence Blood. In the original future, it was precisely this thirteenth drop that had barely filled Houtu's place, allowing the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Sha Formation to be reassembled and a decisive battle with the demon race to begin.
Chu Xuan had naturally thought about getting his hands on this drop of essence blood. After all, it was the legendary Pangu Essence Blood. Which transmigrator in the Primordial Wilderness wouldn't want to get some?
Besides, he belonged to the Wu Clan, so Pangu Essence Blood would be even more useful to him. It could smooth the way for him through nearly every obstacle before he became a Saint.
He already had the Heavenly Tribulation Authority and would probably reach Quasi-Saint in the future, but who would ever complain about growing faster?
He just hadn't expected that the drop would come to him before he'd even started making plans.
The legendary Pangu Essence Blood?
They were really going to give it to him?
He had no system rewards and hadn't been born into a lucky family, yet he could still get Pangu Essence Blood.
Honestly, even Chu Xuan was a little surprised.
Chu Xuan was rarely this excited.
The Wu Clan really was generous!
But no matter how excited he was, he still had to make a show of being polite.
"How could Father God's Essence Blood be given away so lightly? I'm a member of the Wu Clan, so I should naturally brave fire and water for the clan!"
"Lord Dijiang should give it to someone more deserving!"
However, although he said that,
Chu Xuan didn't move a single step. He stared fixedly at the Pangu Essence Blood before him.
He wasn't afraid of being too obvious. The Wu Clan was straightforward by nature, and he wanted the Ancestral Shamans to know that he was only being polite. After all, he was worried they might not recognize a polite refusal.
Seeing him like this, the Ancestral Shamans exchanged amused glances.
Dijiang smiled and added,
"All right, it's yours. That's final!"
"None of my brothers and sisters object!"
"Besides, without Pangu Essence Blood, how could you conceal the overwhelming Heavenly Tribulation Authority on you?"
"If you walked out of Pangu Great Hall like this, none of us would feel at ease!"
Hearing Dijiang's reasoning, Chu Xuan nodded and stopped refusing.
His Wu Clan bloodline was already trembling with longing. He could hardly resist the instinctive desire.
In almost an instant, Chu Xuan swallowed the drop of Pangu Essence Blood.
Rumble—
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