The Heavenly Dao's Will

Houtu suddenly burst into laughter.

"What a wild idea! You want me to clean up your mess? What will the Western Teachings offer in return?"

Her laughter was unrestrained and unrestrained, clearly finding it utterly absurd.

"The Ancestral Wu indeed possess the power to move mountains and overturn seas—

But, why should I?

Little brat, go back to your Western Teachings and play!

Don't think that relying on your Sage Master will let you run rampant in the Primordial World. Get lost now, don't be an eyesore!"

Others may fear your two Masters, but I don't put them in my eyes.

With a flick of her sleeve, she turned and stepped into the spatial rift.

Lu Tian continued speaking calmly, "Senior, I don't just want your help to sort out the earth veins.

If possible, I hope you can relocate a Witch Clan tribe to the West to settle.

Absurd!"

If anyone else were present, they would surely reprimand Lu Tian for his wishful thinking!

This person is outrageously bold!

Houtu turned, her gaze suddenly turning cold.

She didn't want to bully the weak and had already given Lu Tian a chance.

It seemed this person was determined to seek death.

"Junior, do you think that by becoming a Sage's disciple and gaining fame in Kunlun Mountain, you can spout nonsense here?

Today, I will make you understand that everything you've cultivated so far is nothing but vanity."

A cold light flickered in Houtu's eyes.

She was determined to teach Lu Tian a good lesson.

Lu Tian fell silent.

He mused inwardly:

Is the Witch Clan really this...

obtuse?

He had been beating around the bush earlier, intending to test just how simple the rumored simple-minded Witch Clan truly was.

Now it seemed...

The Witch Clan is truly straightforward!

"Senior, don't you want to know what I'll offer in exchange?"

"I know the Demon Race is forging a killer weapon against the Witch Clan. If it succeeds, it will change the course of the Witch-Demon War!"

Lu Tian quickly transmitted his thoughts.

This time, he dared not beat around the bush any longer.

Houtu indeed stopped, asking suspiciously, "How did you know?"

Lu Tian gave a wry smile, "It's fine to tell Senior, but you must agree to two conditions.

First, send a Witch Clan tribe to the West to procreate.

This will not only preserve the Witch Clan's bloodline in the West but also forge good karma for the future.

After the Witch-Demon War ends, the surviving Witch Clan in the West can be used to persuade Houtu to establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Second, please assist in repairing the Western earth veins. Merit is useless to you, so give it to this junior instead."

Houtu readily agreed.

Sorting out the earth veins was a trivial matter for her.

Seeing how readily she agreed, Lu Tian secretly regretted his actions.

If he had known, why bother testing her?

He immediately recounted his experiences after leaving Kunlun, including infiltrating the Heavenly Court and his discoveries among the Human Race.

Houtu's chest heaved violently. After taking several deep breaths, she calmed her emotions and angrily shouted at Lu Tian, "Speak plainly! Stop beating around the bush with me!

Your convoluted words give me a headache!"

Lu Tian froze for a moment.

He suddenly felt that this Ancestral Wu Houtu, who commanded awe throughout the Primordial World, the future Earthly Sage Empress Pingxin...

was a bit reckless?

"You go back first.

I should return to the Witch Clan as well. In a few days, I'll bring people to the West. After we discuss how to deal with those ** of the Demon Race."

Houtu waved her hand impatiently and stepped into the spatial passage.

Before Lu Tian could speak, the passage had already closed.

He shook his head helplessly and descended through the air.

This time, Jieyin and Zhunti had led the others away first, leaving only Lu Tian behind.

This action had its own deeper meaning.

Firstly, he wanted to find a way to meet Houtu and try to persuade her to help the Western Teachings repair the earth veins.

Secondly, it was to head to Buzhou Mountain.

Ever since calculating the time limit for the Witch-Demon tribulation, Lu Tian knew that Buzhou Mountain was on the verge of collapse.

This Primordial World's foremost Blessed Land would soon cease to exist.

After leaving the Western Teachings previously, he had traveled to Kunlun Mountain, the Heavenly Court, and escorted the Human Race's westward migration...

He had been entangled in various matters and had never been able to make the trip.

Now, with the time limit pressing, Lu Tian decided to put aside all other affairs and head straight for Buzhou Mountain.

Perhaps along the way, he could obtain treasures comparable to the Pangu Banner or the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation!

Besides...

Luohu's second stage inheritance had yet to be obtained.

Upon returning to the West, he needed to acquire this inheritance as soon as possible.

Only then could he reach a higher level when the Witch-Demon decisive battle broke out.

With his plan set, Lu Tian hurried on his way.

The Demon Race's Flying Boats were indeed convenient.

Inside the Witch Clan's Ancestral Witch Hall.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered for a meeting.

Houtu, with a somber expression, relayed the news revealed by Lu Tian.

The Ancestral Witches endured their annoyance and listened.

As soon as she finished speaking, several Ancestral Witches slammed the table and cursed!

"Damn it! Who's coming with me to storm the Lingxiao Palace and pluck all the feathers off those two firebirds!"

"I said long ago that the Demon Race are all scum! Today, we'll exterminate these beasts!"

"What nonsense! Di Yi, hurry up and open a teleportation gate, let's all go together!"

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up!"

The Ancestral Witches clamored, eager to rush to the Heavenly Court and kill Di Jun.

Di Yi's temples throbbed.

He slammed the table heavily and roared, "All of you, shut up!"

"If you keep arguing, get out and fight me one-on-one!"

His voice was indeed astonishing—

It managed to drown out the excited clamor of the Ancestral Witches.

"Use your pig brains! Since Di Jun appeared after the Peach Banquet ended, it means that thing has definitely been refined.

We don't even know what it is now. What if we rashly charge into the Thirty-Third Heaven and get surrounded?"

Di Yi scanned everyone with annoyance.

These brutes were truly troublesome.

"How many times have I told you, use your brains! Use your brains!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Someone from below, an Ancestral Witch, muttered, "We don't have that thing in the first place, why do we need it?"

Crack!

Di Yi's grip slipped—

The stone table in the Ancestral Witch Hall split in two.

Houtu spoke then, "Then you come up with an idea. We'll all listen to you."

This finally garnered everyone's agreement.

Thinking was too troublesome, it was better to just follow Di Yi's arrangements.

Di Yi sighed.

"I'm out of ideas too. Houtu, when you go to the West, ask Jieyin and Zhunti along the way.

Those two bald donkeys are smarter than us."

Houtu gave a faint hum.

She would pack her bags and prepare to head west another day.

Lu Tian piloted his Flying Boat through the sea of clouds. After a thousand years, he finally glimpsed the outline of Buzhou Mountain.

He had acquired quite a few items over the years.

Unfortunately, with his current discerning eye, ordinary treasures no longer caught his attention.

Only a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure with a special effect could make him pause.

Such a fortuitous encounter was rare and unpredictable. To obtain one in just a few thousand years would require a stroke of immense luck.

As he gazed into the distance, Lu Tian sensed the extraordinary aura of Buzhou Mountain.

The pressure emanating from it was no less than that of Kunlun.

Kunlun Mountain appeared majestic due to the presence of the Three Pure Ones and the blessing of their Sage might.

But the majesty of Buzhou Mountain was natural and unadorned!

It was formed from Pangu's spine, supporting the heavens and earth, truly the foremost divine peak in the Primordial World.

Even with Lu Tian's abilities, ascending Buzhou Mountain was almost an impossible dream.

The world knew that the pressure on Buzhou Mountain doubled with altitude. The peak was comparable to the pressure of a Sage. This divine mountain, hailed as the foremost Blessed Land in the Primordial World, must hide countless Innate Spiritual Roots and rare treasures!

As the Flying Boat sliced through the clouds and entered the territory of Buzhou Mountain, Lu Tian's pupils suddenly contracted.

A smile originating from the depths of his soul bloomed on his face.

[Ding! Host has arrived at Buzhou Mountain, the foremost Blessed Land in the Primordial World, and received a system gift: Chaos Bead]

Chaos Bead!

Lu Tian's Dao heart rippled. Although it calmed in an instant for someone of his caliber, it showed the extent of his shock.

This was a peerless, priceless treasure ranked among the Chaos Supreme Treasures!

This bead contained a nascent Chaos world. Not only could it obscure heavenly secrets and evade the Heavenly Dao's detection, but it was also the ultimate treasure that every transmigrator dreamed of. Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Tian's mind—compared to its ability to conceal heavenly secrets, the unmanifested Chaos world within was the true priceless treasure!

He suddenly recalled the virtual-real world he had painstakingly cultivated. He had let it evolve naturally over the years, and it had now reached its peak state. Countless Vajra tribesmen waged war and reproduced within it, continuously providing Lu Tian with Merit, the True Scripture of the Blade Path, and insights into the laws.

If he were to graft his virtual-real world onto the Chaos Bead...

Using the Chaos world as a foundation, turning the virtual into reality!

At that point, let alone achieving enlightenment and becoming a Sage, even rivaling Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, would not be a vain hope! A terrifying glint erupted in Lu Tian's eyes; this was a true opportunity for the Great Dao.

In the Primordial World, those with the potential to become Sages were as numerous as carp crossing a river: Di Jun and Taiyi ruled the Heavenly Court, Styx possessed the Blood Sea, Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light could brush away anything, Zhenyuanzi held the Earth Book, and Duobao, the Daoist, had received Tongtian's true teachings...

But becoming a Sage was not easy. Talent was merely the threshold; one also needed the favor of destiny. While the Dream Path Enlightenment Method, the virtual-real world, and Sage-level comprehension he had previously obtained could increase his chances, they were not true opportunities for enlightenment.

Only destined opportunities like Nuwa creating humans, or the merit of opening the heavens inherited by the Three Pure Ones, could be considered a surefire foundation for becoming a Sage!

Even with the perfect origin of a Chaos Demon God, one might not necessarily achieve Sagehood.

Conversely, with the Chaos Bead, if Lu Tian could truly use it to open up a world similar to the Primordial World, his path to enlightenment would be unimpeded!

With the Chaos Bead in hand, Lu Tian felt an immense sense of relief.

This was the legendary Chaos Supreme Treasure!

Although the saying "standard equipment for transmigrators" was common, holding it in his palm still made his heart surge with excitement.

If he were to tell his Master about this...

Lu Tian could almost imagine his Master's dumbfounded expression.

However, he wouldn't be foolish enough to do so—not out of fear of Jieyin and Zhunti, but because its origin was too difficult to explain.

Would he claim he just casually picked it up while wandering around Buzhou Mountain?

Such a ridiculous explanation would make anyone shake their head!

The peak of Buzhou Mountain was shrouded in clouds, and Lu Tian looked up, unable to see the summit.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to leave.

His greatest opportunity was already in hand, and lingering here was meaningless.

Was he expecting to find another supreme Spiritual Treasure on Buzhou Mountain?

In his thousands of years wandering the Primordial World, apart from the Nine Dragon Fire Cover, he had no other fortuitous encounters.

Moreover, Buzhou Mountain had already been scoured three feet deep by the likes of the Three Pure Ones and Jieyin and Zhunti.

Rather than wasting time, it was better to focus on refining the Chaos Bead.

The Flying Boat broke through the clouds and headed west. Lu Tian sat inside the cabin and took out the Vajra Scepter.

Vast Sage might swept across the surroundings, startling the creatures along the way into hasty retreats.

The journey, free from disturbance, was exceptionally smooth, allowing him to concentrate on refining the Supreme Treasure.

At the foot of Spiritual Mountain, as Lu Tian ascended the steps, he suddenly felt a presence approaching.

"Finally, you're back!"

Houtu arrived swiftly, her escape light cutting through the air, her Ancestral Witch pressure forcefully resisting the Sage's Dao charm.

This kind of reckless charge was truly in line with the Witch Clan's temperament.

It turned out that after the Ancestral Witch Hall's meeting, she had rushed to the Western Teachings to discuss important matters.

Who knew Jieyin and Zhunti would wave their hands and refuse: "Let's discuss it after Lu Tian returns!"

Having waited at the peak of Kunlun Mountain for nearly ten thousand years, a hint of anxiety had already tinged Houtu's brow.

Ten thousand years was but a flick of the finger for an Ancestral Witch.

But the secret treasure refined by the Demon Race tugged at the heartstrings of the entire Witch Clan, and Ancestral Witches seeking her out at Spiritual Mountain had been incessant these past few years.

Even she couldn't help but want to personally search for the missing Lu Tian.

But the Primordial World's East was vast and boundless; where could that figure in the blue robe be found?

Even Jieyin and Zhunti, as Sages, had deduced the heavenly secrets but couldn't find the slightest trace!

On this day, seeing the sea of clouds surge, that familiar figure finally returned, treading on the clouds.