Dijiang: The Ancestral Land is Too Small, It's Not Enough

Hahaha...

At this moment, Pangu Hall suddenly erupted with hearty laughter.

This laughter was a response to Shebishi's joke, an expression of joy that Shebishi was even capable of joking, and, more importantly, a celebration of the Ancestral Witches finally shaking off their long-standing predicament.

After all, what living being on earth wants to be branded a brute or a fool by others?

Furthermore, neither the Ancestral Witches nor the ordinary members of the Witch Race were actually fools.

The primary reason the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race gave outsiders the impression of being nothing but brutes lay in the influence of the turbid qi upon them.

In truth, this was unique to the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race; if any other beings in the Primordial World were to absorb turbid qi as they did, it wouldn't just be a matter of failing to develop a Primordial Spirit or acting impulsively and violently.

A Primordial Spirit? Forget about a Primordial Spirit; their very consciousness would have long since disintegrated.

Impulsive and violent? Don't make me laugh. Are you underestimating the turbid qi? They would have become mindless killing machines, slaughtering anyone at any time or place the moment they felt the slightest bit off, and they wouldn't stop until they had wiped out entire regions.

"Yo, it's quite lively in here. What are you all laughing about?"

As luck would have it, Zhu Jiuyin had just emerged from his state of deep contemplation.

He focused his mind and saw his brothers and sisters laughing together in a huddle.

Houtu smilingly recounted everything that had just transpired, and upon hearing it, Zhu Jiuyin could not help but laugh as well.

"Indeed, and I am now eighty percent certain that within at most one Primordial Epoch, our Witch Race will surely give birth to the first Ancestral Witch to possess a Primordial Spirit!"

Having said this, Zhu Jiuyin looked toward Houtu.

Houtu was stunned for a moment, and then the Ancestral Witches present were all stunned in unison.

Immediately after, their eyes turned in unison to look at Houtu.

"Congratulations, Sister Houtu. I should have realized it sooner. You have always been the one among us Ancestral Witches least affected by the turbid qi; once the turbid qi within you vanishes, you will certainly be the first to develop a Primordial Spirit!"

Dijiang looked at Houtu with a hint of envy.

In truth, the inability to develop a Primordial Spirit had become a source of deep distress for all members of the Witch Race, including the Ancestral Witches themselves.

As a member of the Witch Race, Zhu Jiuyin could naturally empathize with that feeling.

"Big Brother and all my younger brothers and sisters need not envy Sister Houtu too much. If my calculations are correct, within three Primordial Epochs at most, the turbid qi within all of us Ancestral Witches will be completely eradicated. Once the turbid qi is gone, given the innate foundation of us Ancestral Witches, it will take at most ten thousand years for us to surpass our current limits. It is only about three Primordial Epochs; can't Big Brother and all my younger brothers and sisters wait that long?"

The Ancestral Witches, including Dijiang, burst into loud laughter upon hearing this.

Three Primordial Epochs was nothing; for beings like the Ancestral Witches, such a duration was almost negligible.

Having finished discussing this joyous matter, Dijiang turned his thoughts to a problem within the Witch Race that was becoming increasingly prominent.

"Second Brother, our entire Witch Race, with its hundreds of millions of clansmen, is now crammed into this tiny Ancestral Land. It is truly becoming impossible to live here!"

In fact, this was one of the reasons why the Witch Race had originally ventured out from their Ancestral Land.

Yes, the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race was not actually small; under the shroud of Pangu Hall, it spanned roughly tens of thousands of trillions of miles—in modern terms, a distance of several thousand light-years.

But just as modern tigers and lions possess their own territories, the Witch Race, as a hegemonic power in the Primordial World, naturally possessed this sense of territoriality, especially since every member of the Witch Race had a foundation at least at the level of an Innate Demon God.

Conversely, once one's strength reaches a certain level, no matter how much one restrains oneself, their perception and influence on the surrounding environment become terrifyingly vast.

Under such circumstances, daily interactions were fine, but any private activity would be akin to a live broadcast; any self-respecting being would not, and could not, do such a thing.

Beyond private matters, the most important issue was cultivation.

Once one's strength reached the Golden Immortal level, even a minor breakthrough would have a massive impact on the surrounding hundreds of millions of miles.

If it were a Great Witch, the scope and distance of that impact would be even more terrifying.

At the level of the Ancestral Witches, a minor breakthrough could essentially cause a massive disturbance throughout the entire Ancestral Land of the Witch Race.

In short, for the current Witch Race, the Ancestral Land was simply too small.

It was like a super-landlord who once owned millions of acres of farmland in the countryside suddenly moving to the city, only to be squeezed into a tiny room of a few square meters.

In the past, a single Golden Immortal-level Witch would possess a territory spanning trillions of miles.

And if it were a Great Witch, the territory they could control would be no less vast than the current Ancestral Land of the Witch Race.

One must realize that while the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race was large by modern standards, it occupied only a few hundred-millionths of the entire Mount Buzhou.

It could only be said that this was the Primordial World, an immeasurable world opened up by Pangu, who had reached the half-step Great Dao realm. This world was truly, unimaginably vast.

Zhu Jiuyin frowned at this.

In truth, he had never really paid attention to this issue, because for the past thirty thousand years, Zhu Jiuyin had been in seclusion, contemplating the Law of Time, and he was not truly clear on the specific internal affairs of the Witch Race.

After all, from beginning to end, all Zhu Jiuyin wanted was the supreme decision-making power of the Witch Race, not the supreme administrative power.

This could be understood as Zhu Jiuyin needing the power to make final decisions, but he would not interfere in the daily management of the Witch Race.

This model of division of labor undoubtedly further refined the powers and responsibilities between him and Dijiang; in a sense, this was also Zhu Jiuyin's compensation for Dijiang's magnanimity.

After all, if Dijiang had adamantly refused to yield the supreme decision-making power, the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race would inevitably have headed toward infighting or even division.

In fact, Zhu Jiuyin himself was not the type of person who enjoyed managing affairs. If it weren't for the fact that the Witch Race would inevitably head toward extinction if it continued to develop as it had in the myths of the Primordial World, Zhu Jiuyin would have preferred to devote more of his energy to continuing his comprehension and mastery of the Law of Time.

Only after stepping into the realm of the Golden Immortal of the Origin and comprehending the Law of Time to over ninety percent could one truly understand why it was ranked among the ten supreme laws.

"Time is supreme, Space is king"—this had never been an empty phrase.

Therefore, Dijiang's sudden inquiry caught Zhu Jiuyin somewhat off guard.

However, Zhu Jiuyin soon began to consider the matter seriously.

When all was said and done, it was he who had brought the billions of the Witch Race back to their ancestral land, so the difficulties and problems that arose after their return were rightfully his to handle and resolve.

This was both the responsibility and duty of an Ancestral Witch, as well as the karma he had to bear for obtaining the highest decision-making power within the Witch Race.