Primordial Wilderness: I Repeatedly Offered Poisonous Schemes! Houtu Advised Me to Calm Down

"If the Dao Ancestor steps in to stop this, what then? Would he sit idly by and let us use the Cushion to stir chaos across the Primordial Wilderness?"

Yet Chu Xuan smiled and explained.

"Who said the Cushion is a Saint Position? As long as the Dao Ancestor hasn't spoken, it's just a cushion!"

"Would the Dao Ancestor suppress the Gods' conflict over a mere cushion?"

"Impossible—unless he declares it a Saint Position, but doing so would only lower his standing."

"This is the Heavenly Dao's sliver of opportunity!"

Houtu's heart trembled, and she was utterly convinced.

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Chapter 23: The Saint Position Scheme Spreads, the Primordial Wilderness Shakes, the Calamity of Killing Lurks! (Begging for flowers and monthly tickets)

"Even if they do step in, there's nothing for me to worry about! After all, this is just a casual move on my part. My real scheme isn't here."

Chu Xuan didn't share this last part with Houtu.

Not out of distrust, but because it was too significant, too far-reaching—absolutely on par with the Tribulation System, and even surpassing it in some ways. Until he was ready, he couldn't discuss it with anyone else.

Houtu grasped the brilliance of Chu Xuan's plan and ultimately had no intention of stopping him.

But before acting, she still spoke up.

"We need to tell my elder brothers about this first. Even though we've already set things in motion, we should explain clearly."

Houtu took the initiative to shoulder the responsibility for Chu Xuan's unilateral decision, which earned his approval.

It was only right to inform the other Ancestral Shamans.

Otherwise, the entire Primordial Wilderness would be in an uproar while they remained clueless—that wouldn't do.

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestral Shamans were among the few Great Divine Ability Users in heaven and earth, with wide connections. If they could all be brought in, the scheme would spread to its peak quickly.

Though it was a casual move, Chu Xuan still valued this plan.

"If it succeeds, it'll ease some pressure in the future."

Chu Xuan calculated.

He immediately tore through space with Houtu and descended once more into the Pangu Great Hall.

Not long after they'd left the Pangu Hall, their sudden return surprised the other Ancestral Shamans.

At this point, Zhurong and the others hadn't yet broken through—after all, the Quasi-Saint realm wasn't so easily reached.

Dijiang was the first to ask curiously.

"Why are you back so soon?"

"Is there something else?"

Meeting the curious gazes of the Ancestral Shamans, Chu Xuan and Houtu exchanged a glance. Without holding back, they recounted what had happened earlier.

As Chu Xuan laid out his deductions and schemes, Even the Twelve Ancestral Shamans were shaken.

An era of Quasi-Saints, and then an era of Saints!

Even the Ancestral Shamans couldn't stay calm.

They'd thought the Demon Race, their greatest threat, was already dealt with, but now it seemed this was only the beginning.

They'd anticipated the Quasi-Saint era, which was why they'd rushed to break through—but they'd never imagined there might be a Saint era lurking behind it.

A Saint era, with six Saints to emerge?!

Even Dijiang, the strongest among the Twelve Ancestral Shamans, couldn't help but change color and ask repeatedly.

"Little brother, is this true?"

"Those six Cushions are the future Saint Positions?!"

Though the Ancestral Shamans knew Chu Xuan was never one to speak idly, matters of Saints made even them struggle to stay composed, and they couldn't stop verifying.

To this, Chu Xuan replied calmly.

"Whether it's true or not, judging by the pattern of the lectures, the third one will likely cover the path of Sainthood."

"Besides, if the path to sainthood truly emerges, how could that person not seize control of it themselves!"

"Aside from the Cushion, I can think of no other possibility!"

"Moreover, as I said before, for us of the Wu Clan, we must rather believe it exists than risk missing it!"

Hearing Chu Xuan emphasize this once more, Dijiang immediately abandoned his unrealistic fantasies.

Chu Xuan was right—no matter how powerful the Wu Clan grew, they could not evade such a shift.

With that in mind, Dijiang gritted his teeth.

"Fine, then. Let's proceed with your plan as before!"

"Even if it means offending that Dao Ancestor Hongjun, we must prepare for the future!"

"Brothers and sisters, each of you contact your allies and spread this in secret!"

"This is a strategy for our Wu Clan—do not let soft-heartedness get in the way!"

Dijiang solemnly instructed the Ancestral Shamans to carry out the plan together, forbidding any weakness of heart.

Without needing Chu Xuan to say another word, Dijiang already knew what to do next.

The other Ancestral Shamans clearly understood Dijiang's meaning as well. No soft-heartedness—because if this scheme succeeded, those they contacted would likely be affected, even dragged into the conflict. And the struggle for Saint Positions was no trivial matter; it represented immense danger.

But for the sake of the Wu Clan, the Ancestral Shamans gritted their teeth and nodded.

The prophecy of the Age of Saints carried too much weight for them to ignore. They had to act for the Wu Clan.

Fortunately, the Wu Clan's pride meant they had few overly close friends; otherwise, making such a decision would not have been so simple.

With that thought, the Ancestral Shamans looked at Chu Xuan with a mix of relief and complexity.

This younger brother of theirs had spoken out several times, each time with such a venomous scheme.

The earlier Tribulation System had at least targeted only those below the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Its impact was broad, but there was still room to maneuver—not total chaos.

But this move had now dragged in all those above the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm as well.

The entire Primordial Wilderness was destined to be thrown into turmoil by Chu Xuan's poisonous schemes.

That such a Poisonous Scholar had been born among their Wu Clan—was that a blessing or a curse?

Even Zhurong no longer dared to boast to Chu Xuan that size meant strength.

Such a venomous scheme had shown him the power of wisdom.

"Once this plan is set in motion, perhaps Great Divine Ability Users will fall—maybe even more than one!"

The Ancestral Shamans' hearts trembled violently.

They all foresaw the various consequences.

Soon, as the Ancestral Shamans began contacting their allies and secretly spreading information, a wind began to sweep across the entire Primordial Wilderness.

Saint Positions! Just those two words were enough to make every cultivator above the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm tremble.

Most importantly, the speculations within the message felt especially real and reasonable.

They aligned with what many had secretly suspected themselves.

The highest level of deception is telling people what they want to hear—and crucially, Chu Xuan wasn't even lying.

The news concerning Saint Positions spread like wildfire. Before long, nearly every Great Divine Ability User had received firsthand information.

Beneath the surface, schemes churned.

Some Great Divine Ability Users fell silent, others looked on with complicated expressions, and many burned with rage.

Almost immediately, in the North Sea of the Primordial Wilderness, a Kunpeng went mad, letting out a furious roar. Its terrifying mana nearly shattered the North Sea's sky, reducing it to dust.