Chu Xuan: I Have a Plan! Houtu Is Gradually Being Tamed! (Please Vote and Send Flowers) (Continued)

After the two gods departed.

Houtu, standing aside, also took a deep breath, setting up restrictions all around and even going so far as to stimulate the Pangu Essence Blood within her body to obscure the heavenly secrets, ensuring that even a Saint would find it difficult to pry for long, and asked nervously.

Little brother, what you said earlier, were you lying to them, or was it true?

Looking at Houtu Ancestor Wu, who seemed somewhat unbalanced, Chu Xuan smiled and said.

Naturally, it is true!

Only the truth is enough to shake the minds of Great Divine Ability Users, isn't it!

Houtu's mind shook violently.

It was not because of the Saint Position.

Rather, she was worried about the future of the Wu Clan.

Because following Chu Xuan's description earlier, Houtu finally discovered that they, these Ancestral Shamans, were truly far too naive.

They had only thought themselves invincible.

But now, the Quasi-Saint Era, and even the Saint Era, were about to descend!

The Twelve Ancestral Shamans had the confidence to cultivate into Quasi-Saints, but what about Saints?

Difficult, extremely difficult!

Six cushions, and six Saints in the future?!!!

Houtu felt somewhat bitter, and also somewhat panicked.

Yet suddenly, as if thinking of something, her gaze hurried toward Chu Xuan, and she couldn't help asking with a glimmer of hope.

Could the matter concerning the life and death of the Wu Clan that little brother mentioned earlier be referring to this?

Hearing this, Chu Xuan gave an irrelevant answer.

Sister Houtu, I have a scheme! I wonder if I should speak of it or not!

A familiar opening, a familiar topic.

I have a scheme!

In an instant, it made Ancestral Shaman Houtu's heart tremble.

She couldn't help thinking of the two previous utter-extinction poisonous schemes.

The execution of one had already caused hundreds of millions of living beings to perish, but that was barely for the sake of the Primordial Wilderness.

The second one was even worse, a true indiscriminate and complete extermination, which fortunately had been rejected by her.

In the past, Houtu had thought that she would never need Chu Xuan's poisonous schemes again.

Yet at this moment, facing the possible arrival of the Quasi-Saint Era, and even the Saint Era.

Houtu wailed in her heart as she wavered!

As expected, for the sake of the Wu Clan, Houtu ultimately let go of her persistence.

And she also held some hope—perhaps not all of Chu Xuan's devised plans were poisonous schemes!

Yet destined, her hope was impossible to realize.

If one wanted to gain benefits, how could one not harm others? Eating bitterness only led to eating more bitterness, and only by devouring others could one become a person above others.

Watching Houtu, who was gradually submitting to him, Chu Xuan smiled and stated his plan.

I have a scheme!

Entitled: Who Determines the Saint Position, a Scheme to Throw the World into Chaos!

All Golden Immortals of Great Luo shall fall into this snare!

Though the cushions are determined, the Heavenly Dao still retains a thread of survival!

The cushions are determined, but the Saint Position is not necessarily determined!

Back then upon the six great cushions, Zhunti and Jieyin were not necessarily sitting directly on those cushions from the beginning!

Was it not easily altered and changed for Kunpeng and Hong Yun?

If it were normal times, it might be fine, merely a seat, but now, since it is already known that this matter concerns the Saint Position, if we spread it out, tell me, what will this world, and these Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, become?

Lightly and casually, Chu Xuan delivered yet another poisonous scheme.

Houtu did not know where on earth the other party had learned so many details.

Yet at this moment, almost instantly, she also felt a wave of bloody slaughter.

How else could it be? It would inevitably be contention, inevitably be plunder, inevitably be all manner of plotting and bloody slaughter.

That was a Saint Position; who would be willing to give it up, and who could remain rational?

Even if it were only a thread of possibility, even knowing clearly that Chu Xuan's words lacked evidence yet, it would still drive them to madness.

If it were not for the certainty that the Twelve Ancestral Shamans had gained nothing during the Dao discourse, even the Ancestral Shamans themselves would probably have been tempted.

Usurpation, conquest, scheming, the Gods will inevitably fall into great chaos, opening the Dark Forest!

The Gods will not trust one another, and will inevitably contend for the cushions. So long as the Dao Ancestor has not yet clearly stated that the cushions are the Saint Position, then what they fight for is merely a cushion! It will not trespass upon the Dao Ancestor's bottom line!

Yet merely for this single cushion, the Gods will attack one another, and the world will descend into great chaos—this is an open conspiracy!

From now on, even if the Quasi-Saint Era descends, even if the Saint Era descends, the numerous Quasi-Saints and numerous Saints will only harbor hatred toward one another, allowing our Wu Clan to maneuver from within!

Sister Houtu must not forget, aside from the Saint Position determined by the Dao Ancestor, there is still a legend in this world!

He who becomes the master of heaven and earth is a Saint!

When the Saint Position is thoroughly determined, and the Gods clearly know the Saint Realm is permitted by the Dao Ancestor to exist, yet ahead there is no further path, while our Wu Clan excludes outsiders and the Monster Clan embraces all rivers, tell me, whom will these Great Divine Ability Users choose?

Only by first manufacturing rifts, first letting the Gods attack one another, will we of the Wu Clan have more of a future!

And precisely because the Wu Clan does not covet the Saint Position, we shall become the most suitable partners!

I am doing all this for the Wu Clan! Sister Houtu!

Smiling, Chu Xuan looked at Houtu before him, as if waiting for her choice.

Houtu was shaken and horrified by the future painted by Chu Xuan. With her wisdom, she could naturally deduce that once this plan was implemented, it would inevitably be bloody, but she could also infer even more of the despairing future where Great Divine Ability Users joined the Monster Clan as painted by Chu Xuan.

In the past, the Gods had not realized they could become Saints, or rather, they had not dared to probe under the pressure of the Dao Ancestor.

Yet if they truly could become Saints, one could imagine the madness of those Gods. The joining of the Gods to the Monster Clan would be almost a certainty—perhaps not all of them, but certainly a portion.

The advantage of the Wu Clan's high-end battle strength would be lost.

And now, the method to resolve this matter was placed right before her eyes.

Houtu's choice...

For the sake of the Wu Clan's future, she naturally could only agree!

Yet after agreeing.

Houtu once again felt somewhat strange.

Because this time, accepting Chu Xuan's plan was not nearly as difficult as before.

Even knowing clearly that what followed would be bloody slaughter and the Dark Forest!

Perhaps it is because this time it only involves the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace who harbor aspirations of becoming Saints!

Houtu subconsciously ignored the fact that in the Primordial Wilderness, the strong were respected, and the chaos among the Gods might not be any less than the chaos of a heavenly tribulation.

Houtu was gradually being molded into Chu Xuan's shape.

Having agreed, Houtu subconsciously asked Chu Xuan what to do next.

What do you mean, what to do?

Have I not already done it?

Chu Xuan smiled.

Awakening with a start, Houtu thought of Nuwa and Fuxi who had just departed.

She could not help offering a bitter smile.

So there had never been any choice; the other party was already doing it.

That was right; the other party was now also an Ancestral Shaman, and naturally possessed the authority to make independent choices.

Discussing it with her beforehand was merely out of respect for her.

At this moment, Houtu suddenly realized—or rather, she began in a true sense to treat Chu Xuan as an equal fellow traveler, rather than a junior who needed care.

Seeing Houtu somewhat lost in thought, Chu Xuan assumed his arbitrary actions had wounded her feelings, and ultimately still gave her a task.

Of course, to prevent word of the matter from leaking too slowly, Sister Houtu can also seek out some familiar entities and spread it in secret!

A double insurance!

Hearing Chu Xuan's words, Houtu naturally understood that he was catering to her emotions, and warmth bloomed in her heart.

Her mindset having shifted, she couldn't help but pitch in to patch any potential flaws, saying.

Actually, there is still one risk to this matter!