Primordial Era: Before the Lecture Was Even Finished, the Ancestor Witches All Became Saints

This time, Li Hao felt as though he had completely lost all hope in the system.

So much so that his complexion constantly wore a sickly, ashen hue during that period.

Consequently, Houtu grew worried as well, believing that her brothers had been bullying her precious little brother.

As a result, she failed to give a single pleasant expression to any of the Ancestor Witches other than Xuanming during that time.

Occasionally, she even resorted to physical blows against her brothers while simultaneously keeping a watchful eye on Li Hao's expression, trying to see precisely which brother had bullied her younger brother.

Obviously, after a round of probing, Houtu obtained no answers, and the Ancestor Witches inevitably suffered this undeserved misfortune.

In the days that followed, Houtu frequently discovered her younger brother's emotions violently ping-ponging between joy and despair, leaving her frantically anxious yet utterly powerless to help.

She had no idea that these matters had nothing to do with the Ancestor Witches.

After abandoning all hope in the system, Li Hao adjusted for a period of time before returning to normal.

Yet right on a certain day, the system prompt suddenly sounded, reminding him that the five-thousand-year consecutive check-in gift package had arrived.

At this, Li Hao was thrilled, having previously completely forgotten about this matter.

Did this count as an unexpected pleasant surprise?

His heart grew warm once more, and he immediately sank into his Sea of Consciousness to open the package.

As for the contents of this package, well...

A sack of grain seeds, plus ten thousand pieces of farming tools such as hoes and shovels each.

Li Hao's expression instantly turned utterly bizarre!

Now wait a minute... he had indeed transmigrated to the Primordial Era, right?

Yet what on earth was the meaning of these seeds and farming tools?

Was the system having him transmigrate here just to farm the Primordial Era?

The problem was... if he did this ahead of time, what would happen to Shen Nong?

The Earth Sovereign Shen Nong discovered crops, tasted a hundred herbs, and accumulated great merit.

Without this agriculture... how on earth was Shen Nong supposed to be canonized as a saint?

Thus, Li Hao decided to temporarily seal these away after suffering through another period of despair.

Aside from maintaining his daily check-ins and ignoring the system entirely, he simply practiced the Ninth Set of Divine Demon Broadcast Gymnastics together with the various Ancestor Witches.

As expected, the one-hundred-thousand-year, fifty-thousand-year, and one-hundred-thousand-year packages that followed yielded land improvement cards, various farming tools, and quite a few optimized seeds, respectively.

The process roughly went like this.

Li Hao clutched his forehead, plagued by a splitting headache.

How on earth should these things be handled?

The system indeed possessed a spatial dimension, but it could only store items rewarded by the system.

Moreover, this space was currently still crammed to the brim with the items rewarded over the past one hundred thousand years.

This meant there was nowhere left to put the next reward.

Besides, this damned system did not temporarily store items for you; once an overflow occurred, that portion vanished completely.

A portion of the seeds rewarded at the one-hundred-thousand-year mark had already been swallowed up.

Houtu swayed with lotus steps, slowly approaching from behind Li Hao.

Seeing that her precious little brother had a severe headache, she raised her delicate hand slightly, placing it upon his temples and massaging them gently.

Li Hao did not panic, or rather, he had already grown accustomed to it; the only women who had intimate contact with him were his two eldest sisters, Houtu and Xuanming.

Compared to the boisterous Xuanming, this kind of gentle display was something only Houtu possessed.

Sister! You're here! Li Hao did not even turn his head, keeping his eyes closed as he enjoyed his sister's affection.

Mm! Is Little Brother troubled by something? Houtu softly replied before saying, Tell Sister and see if Sister can help!

Li Hao weighed his words for a moment before finally speaking, It's nothing major, but ever since I emerged from Father God's heart, I sensed that I possess a treasure left behind by Father God containing countless implements and seeds. Yet my Witch Tribe has always survived by hunting; how could we possibly cultivate crops?

Upon hearing this, Houtu was momentarily stunned, then smiled and said, Why is this difficult? Since it is something given to you by Father God, naturally there is a reason why you must do it.

Precisely so!

Just as the two siblings were speaking, a voice rang out from outside the room, and Dijiang pushed the door open and entered.

He strode over in two or three steps, grabbed Li Hao's hand, and said excitedly, Thirteenth Brother, since you have items left behind by Father God, why didn't you speak of it earlier? Quickly take them out and let Elder Brother have a look!

Dijiang was somewhat heedless, but Li Hao and Houtu could not afford to be.

Both of them wore utterly bizarre expressions as they looked at Dijiang.

Dijiang reacted as well; he was first startled, then waved his hands repeatedly and said, No! No! It's not what you two are thinking!

As soon as these words left his mouth, the expressions on Li Hao and Houtu grew even stranger!

This performance from their eldest brother reeked somewhat of the self-deception of ringing a bell while covering one's ears!

I came to speak of the Great Witches practicing the Nine Revolutions Profound Heaven Skill! Dijiang said with a speechles expression, righteous and stern: I really wasn't eavesdropping on your sibling conversation!

He acted extremely upright, as if saying: Impossible!

Eavesdropping or anything like that was absolutely out of the question!

I! Dijiang! Am not that kind of person!

Li Hao nodded helplessly; things had already reached this point, what more could he do?

Thus, he asked, So? How are the Great Witches doing?

Those matters are unimportant! Dijiang waved a hand, his burning gaze fixed upon Li Hao as he urged eagerly, Quickly take out what Father God left behind and let Elder Brother have a look!

Speechless, Li Hao casually retrieved some of the farming machinery and seeds stored in his space and handed them to Dijiang. This is only a portion. You're just looking at them anyway, you don't need to pull all of them out, do you?

Dijiang made no response, instead staring straight at the farming tools and seeds.

Li Hao had nothing to say, knowing that no matter what he said right now, Dijiang wouldn't hear it—or rather, he might hear it but fail to process it.

He could only make a welcoming gesture, signaling for Dijiang to do as he pleased.

The moment this gesture was made, Dijiang acted like a fierce hound lunging at its prey... or rather, an untethered wild horse.

He darted over in a whoosh, ripped open a seed bag, and grabbed a handful of seeds.

He was so excited that he nearly burst into tears.

With a bizarre expression, Li Hao glanced at Houtu and exchanged a look with her.

The meaning was simple.

Old Sister, what's going on here? Has it been so many years since he last saw food?

Houtu offered no reply, merely covering her mouth and giggling softly.

She understood that her eldest brother was normally extremely serious.

It wasn't to say Dijiang wasn't serious right now, but how should she put it?

He was just rather excited.

The only two things Dijiang cared about were Father God Pangu and the future of the Witch Tribe.

Now that the legacy of Father God was right before his eyes, how could Dijiang not lose his composure?

Watching his excited state, Li Hao stepped forward, poked Dijiang, and asked, Elder Brother, how goes the matter with the Great Witches?

Dijiang started, instantly reigning in his emotions before stating, The Great Witches have all participated in the learning. They have to practice whether they want to or not!

Li Hao chuckled softly, looking entirely confident and in complete control.

Dijiang failed to notice this, his attention entirely focused on the farming tools and seeds.

While tinkering with the seeds, he recounted the situation of the Great Witches.

Earlier, those Great Witches had been extremely resistant because the movements were too unsightly, and they were afraid of losing face.

Yet who could escape the law of truth?

The Great Witches were no exception.

Weren't they unwilling at first?

However, as more and more Great Witches returned having successfully mastered it, the reluctant Great Witches were astonished to discover that those who participated had all grown stronger.

And they hadn't grown just a little bit stronger!

It was a strengthening of dozens, nearly a hundredfold; even the one who progressed the least had improved more than tenfold.

At that point, hesitation had actually begun to creep into their hearts.

The increase in strength was plain for all to see, and they weren't blind.

Hesitation was hesitation, but they still couldn't harden their hearts to participate.

However, what happened next gave them no room for hesitation.

One had to know that while the Witch Tribe was extremely united, any group always had a sense of seniority, of high and low.

Some groups distinguished status by age, whereas the Witch Tribe, as a race that fought the heavens and battled the earth, naturally used combat to determine order.

Whoever possessed greater strength ranked higher.

Just like when Chiyou had challenged Li Hao back then.

The Great Witches who had returned successful initiated a new round of ranking challenges.

Having been through this ordeal, the Great Witches who had refused to learn were completely shocked!

Had these fellows all eaten Golden Fertilizer or injected chicken blood?

Did they have to be this fierce?