Pan Xuan's Different Opinion

Pan Xuan held the Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler, feeling a warm current flow from the ruler into his body, resonating with the Righteous Vitality, power of merit, and Profound Yellow energy within him.

The Profound Yellow energy on the ruler slowly circulated, and its golden merit light brightened, illuminating the entire Pangu Hall.

He did not rush to refine it. Instead, he sat cross-legged, laid the Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler across his knees, and closed his eyes in concentration.

As though sensing the aura within him, the ruler rose into the air on its own, hovering above his head and casting down a curtain of Profound Yellow merit light that enveloped him.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches sat around him, silently watching the scene.

Zhu Rong muttered, "This treasure sure acknowledged its master quickly.

"We guarded it for countless yuanhui, and it could not even be bothered to flash once.

"The moment Brother Pan Xuan arrived, it went straight to him on its own."

For once, Gong Gong did not argue with him. He merely said calmly, "Treasures possess spirits and naturally choose those compatible with them.

"Brother Pan Xuan's Merit Profound Yellow Dharma Aspect follows the same path as this Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler. It is only natural for it to acknowledge him as its master."

Xuan Ming said coldly, "Just watch quietly."

Pan Xuan was now completely immersed in the refinement process.

The Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler floated above his head, its Profound Yellow energy cascading down like a waterfall and wrapping around his entire body.

The golden merit light, meanwhile, flowed in fine strands through the crown of his head, circulated through his meridians, and finally gathered in his dantian, merging with his mana.

He could feel that the merit power contained within the ruler was as vast as the sea, while its Profound Yellow energy was as heavy as a mountain.

The intent of rules and measurement was even more mysterious and profound.

All things in heaven and earth had their measure.

Length and height, good and evil, right and wrong—all could be weighed by this ruler.

This power of rules complemented his Righteous Vitality perfectly, as though they had always been two sides of the same whole.

The refinement process went far more smoothly than he had imagined.

The Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. It showed no resistance whatsoever and instead actively cooperated with his refinement.

The restrictions within the ruler opened layer by layer. Each layer contained mysterious Dao resonance, deepening his understanding of merit, Profound Yellow energy, and the Dao of rules.

Who knew how much time passed.

Pan Xuan suddenly felt that the final restriction within the ruler had also been refined.

The Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler suddenly trembled and let out a clear hum. The sound was like clashing gold and jade, yet also like the voice of the Great Dao, echoing endlessly through Pangu Hall.

The Profound Yellow energy on the ruler surged into the heavens, while golden merit light shone in every direction. The entire Pangu Hall was illuminated, and even its dark corners became plainly visible.

Pan Xuan opened his eyes. A trace of Profound Yellow merit light now seemed to linger within them.

He extended his hand, and the Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler descended into his palm of its own accord. Its body trembled faintly, as though trying to tell him something.

He lowered his head to look at the ruler in his hand, and enlightenment rose within his heart.

With this ruler in hand, he could measure the heights of heaven and earth, gauge the lengths of all things, determine the crookedness of right and wrong, and suppress the arrogance of evil.

Combined with his Righteous Vitality Formula, Merit Profound Yellow Dharma Aspect, and Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light, these three divine abilities would make him even more formidable.

"Good!" Di Jiang was the first to speak. His resolute face was full of satisfaction. "Brother Pan Xuan has refined this treasure, greatly increasing his strength. Our Witch Clan has gained another layer of foundation."

Zhu Rong stepped forward and examined the Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler from top to bottom, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"This treasure is much brighter in your hands than when it was lying in Pangu Hall. Looks like it really was stifled from boredom, just waiting for you to come."

Gong Gong nodded as well. "This treasure perfectly complements Brother Pan Xuan's Merit Profound Yellow Dharma Aspect. With it in hand, Brother Pan Xuan's combat strength will rise by at least one level."

Houtu smiled faintly and said softly, "Brother Pan Xuan, congratulations on refining this treasure.

"This Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler has slept for countless yuanhui. Today, it has finally encountered a worthy master. It must be very pleased as well."

Pan Xuan absorbed the Primordial Heaven-Measuring Ruler into his body. The ruler transformed into a streak of Profound Yellow light and entered his brow, floating within his Niwan Palace and resonating with his soul.

He rose to his feet and solemnly bowed to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. "Pan Xuan only has what he has today because of the generous gifts of my elder brothers and sisters. With this treasure in hand, I will certainly not betray your trust."

Di Jiang waved a hand. "We are family. No need for such ceremony."

Once the refinement was complete, Houtu led Pan Xuan out of Pangu Hall's main chamber to an open area before the hall.

Pan Xuan looked into the distance and saw Pangu Hall towering majestically, ancient and desolate, radiating an eternal aura as though it would endure as long as heaven and earth.

In the clearing before the hall stood an enormous blood pool.

The blood pool was roughly a hundred zhang across. The blood within was not ordinary blood, but gave off a faint golden glow, with the aura of Great God Pangu faintly permeating it.

That aura was heavy, desolate, and vast, as though it contained the power to split heaven and earth apart.

Above the blood pool, Profound Yellow energy and golden merit light intertwined and swirled, like an invisible barrier enveloping the entire pool.

Standing beside the blood pool, Houtu said softly, "Little Brother Pan Xuan, this is the foundation of our Witch Clan—the Pangu Blood Pool."

Pan Xuan gazed at the blood pool, sensing the immense power it contained, and was secretly shaken.

Houtu continued, "Back then, Father God created heaven and earth, transforming his body into all things.

"His essence blood became us Twelve Ancestral Witches, scattered throughout heaven and earth.

"After countless yuanhui, we gathered beneath Mount Buzhou and were nurtured into existence within this Pangu Hall.

"When we were born, we brought forth from the blood pool Great Witches matching each of our attributes, as well as some ordinary members of the Witch Clan."

She paused and pointed at the blood pool. "This blood pool is the foundation Father God left for us.

"It contains the power of Father God's bloodline. So long as the blood pool does not run dry, our Witch Clan will have an endless stream of clansmen who can be born.

"Only..."

Houtu furrowed her brows slightly, seeming to weigh her words.

Pan Xuan did not urge her on and merely waited quietly.

After a moment, Houtu continued, "Only, throughout these yuanhui, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans have fought for supremacy in the Primordial World without end, filling heaven and earth with baleful energy.

"We Twelve Ancestral Witches have witnessed the rise and fall of these three clans, as well as the birth and death of their billions of clansmen.

"A few days ago, after discussing it among ourselves, we came up with an idea."

Pan Xuan's heart stirred, and he vaguely guessed what she meant.

Houtu looked at him, her eyes carrying a hint of solemnity.

"We wish to use the blood pool, combined with the essence blood of us Twelve Ancestral Witches, to create more members of the Witch Clan.

"The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans each have billions of members, while our Witch Clan, though we have Great Witches and ordinary clansmen, is far inferior in numbers.

"If we wish to establish ourselves in this Primordial World, the number of our clansmen is indispensable."

Pan Xuan fell silent for a moment before slowly speaking. "Sister Houtu, I understand the thoughts of my elder brothers. Only..."

He paused, raised his head, and looked at her with clear, resolute eyes.

"I believe now is not yet the time."

Houtu was slightly startled, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes. "Little Brother Pan Xuan, why do you say that?"

Pan Xuan did not answer at once. He pondered for a moment before saying,

"Sister Houtu, this matter is of great importance. Could we ask all my elder brothers to discuss it together?"

Houtu looked at him. Seeing the seriousness in his expression, she nodded.

"Very well. All the brothers should indeed know of this matter."

She turned and returned to Pangu Hall, using the power of an Ancestral Witch to summon the others.

Shortly afterward, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered in Pangu Hall's main chamber.

Di Jiang sat in the seat of honor and looked at Pan Xuan. "Brother Pan Xuan, Sister Houtu said you have a different opinion regarding our plan to create clansmen?

"Go ahead and tell us."

Zhu Rong sat carelessly to one side, scratching his head. "Brother Pan Xuan, do you think our essence blood is too precious, so you are reluctant to let us use it?

"Don't worry. Though creating clansmen will consume essence blood, we only need to recuperate for a few yuanhui to recover. It will not be a problem."

Gong Gong nodded as well. "That's right, Brother Pan Xuan. The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans all have billions of members. If our Witch Clan wishes to contend with them, we cannot lack numbers.

"While the Primordial World is still relatively peaceful, there is no harm in creating more clansmen."

The other Ancestral Witches nodded one after another. Clearly, they all believed that creating clansmen was only natural.

Pan Xuan rose to his feet and bowed to the Ancestral Witches. Only then did he speak unhurriedly.

"My elder brothers and sisters, Pan Xuan does not oppose creating clansmen.

"If the Witch Clan wishes to establish itself in this Primordial World, the number of our clansmen is indeed of utmost importance. Only..."

He paused, sweeping his gaze across every Ancestral Witch present. His voice was as steady as a mountain. "I believe now is not yet the time.

"If the timing is wrong and we rashly create clansmen, not only will we fail to strengthen the Witch Clan, we may instead bring about a calamity that destroys our entire clan."

At those words, all the Ancestral Witches were stunned.