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

"Agreed!"

"But do not provoke that one. Preserve the original future saints as the priority. At the critical moment, I will also make a move!"

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Old Dragon nodded excitedly.

Meanwhile, similar conversations of varying kinds were taking place in the Southern Volcano and the Central Qilin Land.

Only the intensity of their involvement differed.

The Remnants of the Previous Era joining the campaign would inevitably push this plan to its extreme.

Did Chu Xuan know about this?

Chu Xuan had naturally long since guessed as much.

"The more existences that participate, the greater the contradictions, and the louder the commotion. Not only can this prepare the stage for the future Age of Saints."

"It can also conceal my next plan!"

"If the Heavenly Tribulation, or even the struggle for the Cushion, was still toeing the line beneath Hongjun's bottom line, then what I'm about to do next might really startle him out of hiding."

Chu Xuan walked across the Western Land, and no amount of caution was too much in his heart.

At every moment, he used Pangu Essence Blood to obscure the heavenly secrets.

Even now, Houtu beside him still had no idea what they had come to do.

And just at that moment, Houtu happened to hear news of the Demon Race and couldn't help but tell Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan simply smiled at this.

"No need to mind it!"

"On the contrary, this can better serve our plan and highlight the advantages of my Wu Clan!"

"The Demon Race possesses Primordial Spirits, which destines them to never sit at the helm. The benefit of this plan is that only the Wu Clan can take that seat!"

Houtu fell silent upon hearing this, then looked curiously at Chu Xuan as he walked across the Western Land, as if measuring and searching for something.

The land was covered in turbid Sha, with scarce spiritual energy.

Back in that battle, the Devil Ancestor had detonated the entire Western Spirit Veins, leaving the Western Land barren to the extreme.

Even the Wu Clan rarely came to the Western Land. Though the turbid Sha was beneficial for tempering their physical bodies, without enough Demon Race to prey on, they couldn't sustain their reproduction and growth.

"I wonder what exactly he's looking for?"

Though curious, Houtu obediently stayed by Chu Xuan's side. Occasionally, when a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal or Great Divine Ability User passed by, she would pull Chu Xuan into the void to hide, but she never asked too many questions.

She was as gentle as a little handmaiden, following his every step, which pleased Chu Xuan greatly.

This was why he hadn't brought Xuanming.

Houtu was more obedient and gentle. Though in terms of looks, he preferred the cold and aloof Xuanming, she might not necessarily give in. So it was better to choose someone gentle, cultivate some affection, and leave a retreat for the future.

"Since ancient times, Poisonous Scholars never seem to end well. I must be extra careful. All things may be harmed, but not me!"

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Chapter 29: Chu Xuan: Time to Impose Tribulation on Quasi-Saints! Time to Change the Saint Positions! (Beg for Flowers and Monthly Tickets)

Chu Xuan walked across the Western Land, following the traces of countless dried-up and destroyed spirit veins.

Using the Great Earth Law and the Heavenly Tribulation Authority, he pursued the distribution of the spirit veins and the Tribulation Qi of their past destruction, searching for clues of the past.

With an Ancestral Shaman and a Heavenly Tribulation Dao Venerable personally taking action and stooping to this task, they quickly found some leads.

"As expected, there are still lingering effects!"

"If a few more years passed and the Western Land began to flourish again, these remnants would have faded away, and they wouldn't be so easy to find!"

Chu Xuan grasped a wisp of pure demonic qi, barely detectable within the turbid Sha deep in the earth's veins.

He smiled lightly, confirming his target.

The moment the demonic qi appeared, the Tribulation Qi faintly stirred.

As if the great calamity of the past had never truly passed.

And in truth, that was exactly the case. The Tribulation Qi of every era is branded into the things that faced that tribulation.

Unless one escaped the tribulation, they could never shake off the entanglement of Tribulation Qi.

The Devil Ancestor Luohu had clearly failed to escape his tribulation.

This wisp of demonic qi was deeply hidden, or rather, so faint as to be nearly imperceptible, buried beneath this barren land.

If Chu Xuan were not an Earth Ancestral Shaman, with a natural sensitivity to earth veins, and combined with his ability to sense Tribulation Qi, it would have been difficult to sort out.

Back then, how the Devil Ancestor managed to detonate the entire Western Spirit Veins at once—few had ever thought deeply about it.

They simply assumed his cultivation had reached the heavens.

And indeed, that was true. His cultivation had nearly reached the point of becoming a saint.

Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun needed to join forces with several other ancestors to slay him.

But although that being had achieved supreme mastery, he must have tampered with many spiritual veins as well.

And the traces he left behind were exactly what Chu Xuan was after.

He had a plan, a great undertaking in mind.

He needed a suitable scapegoat, and the Devil Ancestor was a perfect target, especially since his Dao laws were indeed fitting.

That was why Chu Xuan had come.

"Gather enough demonic qi, use Tribulation Qi to revive, forge the demonic Dao laws, recreate part of Luohu's cultivation, attain enlightenment through the Devil Ancestor, and complete my plan!"

"Doing just my goal isn't hard, but the key difficulty is removing myself and the Wu Clan from the equation!"

"And on top of that, land a truly vicious blow against Hongjun."

"Brother Luohu should be more than willing to take the blame!"

With that, Chu Xuan explained the next objective to Houtu: collecting demonic qi.

Once he had the first wisp, finding more became much easier. Even though Houtu wasn't versed in the Heavenly Tribulation Law, she could follow the trail to gather it.

The only problem was that Houtu, looking at that strand of demonic qi, vaguely felt that whatever Chu Xuan was about to do would be anything but simple.

Because this wisp of demonic qi came from the Western Land and was so pure that it was bound to involve a forbidden name.

The former enemy of Dao Ancestor Hongjun—Devil Ancestor Luohu!

Houtu's heart pounded wildly.

She opened her mouth several times, then stopped.

She wanted to advise Chu Xuan not to go to such extremes.

But since she didn't know the specifics of the plan, she didn't know how to bring it up.

One thing was certain, though: Chu Xuan's plan this time would definitely involve Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

And not just a little.

Because that was Hongjun's enemy—whatever Chu Xuan did, it would inevitably stir the Dao Ancestor's attention.

And judging by Chu Xuan's past patterns...

A bold thought surfaced in Houtu's mind.

"Could it be that Chu Xuan is going to make a move against Dao Ancestor Hongjun?!"

Houtu hesitated, uncertain.

But in the end, when Chu Xuan held her hand, taking the chance to cop a feel, and said, "Trust me, everything I do is for the Wu Clan," she could only blush, sigh, and help him carry out the plan.

Still, throughout the process, she kept the Pangu Essence Blood's interference active, hiding her body like a thief.

It was way too thrilling!

Suspected to be targeting Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

Houtu felt a little excited inside.

As they walked across the Western Land, from time to time, they could see Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and Great Divine Ability Users tearing through the sky above, chasing and fighting something.

Kunlun Mountain trembled from time to time.

The clashes of some Great Divine Ability Users occasionally shook the Primordial Wilderness.

The Demon Race's Heavenly Court also shuddered violently.

Several hundred years later!

A thousand years had passed since Hongjun announced his sermon, and two thousand years remained until the actual date.