Little Zhi Spirit, If You Didn't Die, Who Would?

"Sending A Chu back is what I should do, and it's something I already promised. Sister, you don't need to say all this to me." Qingqiu Li didn't want to accept Houtu's gratitude, and even less so, Houtu's arrangements for her. "It's just unfortunate that I can't go back right now! I've already promised A Chu to help him research the cultivation methods of those Little Flower Fairies..."

Although the tone wasn't Yin Yang, Wu Chu could still detect a hint of hostility.

Wu Chu had occasionally pondered the Golden Core Cultivation Method of the Little Flower Fairies over the years, but he wasn't very confident about it. He had also mentioned it to Qingqiu Li when they were in Qingqiu.

In fact, he had mentioned it to Houtu during a casual chat. However, the Witch Clan cultivates bloodlines and physical bodies, and their knowledge in this area is clearly not as extensive as that of Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.

But Wu Chu couldn't go looking for Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, because the distance between Longevity Mountain and Purple Jade Mountain was almost twice that of the distance between Purple Jade Mountain and Mount Buzhou.

On the contrary, Qingqiu Li's cultivation level was in no way inferior to Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi. When she helped him create those magical techniques and supernatural abilities, she did so with ease.

Although those supernatural abilities were all illusionary supernatural abilities, they were her area of expertise.

However, given Qingqiu Li's cultivation level, Wu Chu felt that with her help, the Golden Core cultivation Great Dao he had envisioned for the Little Flower Fairies should be able to be realized more quickly.

Houtu glanced at Wu Chu, then looked at Qingqiu Li, and smiled, "Is that so? Then sister can come and visit our Witch Clan. Anyway, when A Chu goes back this time, she will definitely need to go into seclusion for a while to refine that White Zhi Horse."

Qingqiu Li glanced at the White Bone Mountains, smiled, turned her head to look at Houtu, and said, "I would like to visit your Witch Clan, sister. But there's no rush. Anyway, A Chu will be in seclusion for a while after returning this time. Why don't you continue to comprehend the Ten Thousand Crows Formation here, sister?"

The conversation between the two began to show signs of becoming confrontational again.

However, Wu Chu was unaware of this yet. He merely frowned slightly, looked at Houtu, and said worriedly, "Sister, you've already destroyed that White Zhi Horse. What will you use to resist this deathly aura?"

After all, the White Zhi Horse was her guarantee of safe entry and exit from the Skeleton Mountain Range, but now that guarantee has been destroyed by Houtu because of him.

"Don't worry! There's only a Stubborn Stone left in that White Bone Cave. I've already put away the Yin Iron Sword Embryo. That Stubborn Stone is quite interesting, so let's leave it there. If it has the potential, it might have a chance to Transformation Form in the future. So I don't need to go to that White Bone Cave anymore. As for the Ten Thousand Crows Formation, you don't need to go to that cave to comprehend it."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu's brows furrowed slightly again, and he asked, "Sister, since this White Zhi Horse can absorb death energy and regain life, have you grasped such a wondrous method?"

Houtu nodded and said, "He has naturally gained some understanding, but he hasn't fully grasped it yet. Speaking of which, although this White Zhi Horse is born from death energy, it is actually more because it is a wisp of life force nurtured within death energy, which then evolves into Primordial Unity Qi. Although it has a bit of a resurrection aspect, it is not a true rebirth from death."

From death to life, and from life to death, this is a Reincarnation, and this is the Reincarnation Dao.

Wu Chu never expected that Reincarnation had already begun to come into contact with the Great Dao of Houtu.

Perhaps, some things really are destined!

Wu Chu couldn't quite describe his feelings about it; he was happy for her, but also a little sad. Of course, only he knew exactly why he was sad.

The group chatted idly as they rode the clouds westward once more.

Houtu, who hadn't returned to her tribe for over a decade, decided to go back and visit first.

Originally, she planned to send Wu Chu back to Purple Jade Mountain first, then go back to the tribe to take a look, and then come back here to continue to comprehend the Ten Thousand Crows Formation after a while.

That Ten Thousand Crows Formation can unite countless weak individuals into one strong one; it is a very practical alliance formation.

They chatted idly along the way, talking about the Illusion Technique arts and supernatural powers that Wu Chu had mastered in Qingqiu, how Houtu had shattered the united Ten Thousand Crows Formation, and how she had discovered the White Bone Cave in the Skull Mountain. Houtu's narration was completely lacking in the wit and charm that Wu Chu had told the story, because her method of shattering the Ten Thousand Crows Formation was indeed simple and brutal—one punch solved all the problems.

However, when Houtu recounted her discovery of the White Bone Cave, Wu Chu understood why Houtu the Stone Spirit, and instead snapped the neck of the more spiritual White Zhi Horse.

Although the Stone Spirit was not as intelligent as the White Zhi Horse, it was still Stone Spirit. When Houtu, the Ancestral Witch of the Houtu, sensed it, its emotions were clearly very happy.

On the contrary, this White Zhi Horse, with its high intelligence and ability to move, hid and darted around in the White Bone Cave, playing a game of hide-and-seek with Houtu.

How dare this mere Little White Zhi Spirit provoke a Grand Daluo Realm expert? If you don't die, who will?

And so, as they talked about how Little Moon Spirit had stewed the White Zhi Horse, Wu Chu, with mixed feelings, finished off all the soup and leftovers.

Although Little Moon Spirit and the Little Fox watched him eat alone, they didn't show any signs of jealousy.

After drinking the soup, Wu Chu sat cross-legged on a cloud and began to meditate, refining the immense medicinal power that had appeared within his body.

During his cultivation, Wu Chu was sent back to Purple Jade Mountain by Houtu and Qingqiu Li.

After settling Wu Chu in, the two women went together to the Houtu Tribe.

When Wu Chu was around, the two would occasionally clash. Usually, it was Qingqiu Li, that old fox spirit, who was provoking them, while Houtu, who was forced to fight Houtu, was not afraid of these provocations.

When Wu Chu awoke from his seclusion, several thousand years had passed. The Purple Jade Spirit-Pattern Apple had already grown a new batch, which Little Moon Spirit picked and stored in the warehouse.

The Little Suns within Wu Chu's body shone even brighter than before, and could even be said to have expanded, indicating a significant increase in his cultivation.

I have also gained a new understanding of the various primordial forces, especially the Lunar Yin Origin.

He also grasped most of the Fire Origin.

At this rate, Wu Chu felt he might reach the Celestial Immortal realm in less than an Epoch. As for whether he could successfully reach the Golden Immortal Realm, that depended on whether he could successfully evolve a bit of Indestructible Spirit Light.

Many beings in the Heavenly Immortal Realm are stuck at this point their entire lives, unable to get any closer.

So, just how much hatred must one have for Qingqiu Fox, as the Little Fox said before, that it only needs to reach adulthood to automatically achieve the Golden Immortal Realm?

From this perspective, the origins of the Qingqiu Fox are actually quite good.

Just as Wu Chu emerged from seclusion, he heard Qingqiu Li's voice beside him, "A Chu, you've come out of seclusion at just the right time. Come and see, Houtu and I came up with a few plans, but we're all stuck on the Golden Core Transformation into Nascent Soul to Houtu Soul stage. Golden Core Transformation into Nascent Soul, how did you come up with this idea in the first place?"

"..."

Wu Chu had just emerged from seclusion, was somewhat dazed. It took him a moment to come to his senses before he asked, "How long have I been in seclusion this time?"

"Not long, less than six thousand years."

Wu Chu blinked. "Six thousand years, and you've been thinking about this question all along?"

He was puzzled; were they really that far apart from Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi?

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