Sacrifices to Pangu, Merit Descends Again

"Worship the Father God?"

When Houtu heard Wu Chu's suggestion, she paused, stopping her enjoyment of the food. Qingqiu Li, who was accompanying her, silently pricked up her ears.

To be honest, although the Witch Clan has always regarded Great God Pangu as their Father God, they have never held any sacrificial ceremonies for him.

It's not that they didn't want to, but rather that they hadn't even considered it in the first place.

In this Primordial World era, there were no sacrificial rituals at all.

Even though the Three Clans offered sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao when they were established, it was only once. They did not worship the Heavenly Dao every year afterward, let alone worship other great gods.

Therefore, when Wu Chu brought up this matter, Houtu paused for a moment, then realized that Wu Chu's words made sense, and nodded in agreement.

Qingqiu Li was a little puzzled. After taking a sip of the Earth Spirit Brew, she asked, "A Chu, how did you suddenly come up with the idea of having Houtu's tribe perform sacrifices to the Great God Pangu?"

Upon Houtu, Miss Houtu couldn't help but look at Wu Chu with curiosity.

Wu Chu coughed lightly and said, "This is what I was thinking. Sister Houtu has always regarded Great God Pangu as her Father God, and that's how she teaches the clan shamans, right? Just saying it isn't solemn enough. So I was thinking, what method can be used to make Great God Pangu's status in everyone's hearts even more sacred?"

Qingqiu Li raised an eyebrow. "So you came up with this sacrificial ceremony?"

Wu Chu nodded. "What came to my mind first was the sacrifice to Heaven and Earth when the Three Clans were established. Then I thought, what if we replaced Heaven and Earth with the Great God Pangu?"

Miss Houtu nodded, increasingly convinced that this was a good idea.

So Wu Chu took out the complete set of procedures for the sacrificial ceremony that Yibao had prepared for him, from sacrificial implements to offerings, from rituals to sacrificial texts...

When Houtu saw Wu Chu pull these out, Houtu was a little stunned. Then, she couldn't help but look at Wu Chu with a touch of emotion, her eyes brimming with tenderness. The slight sourness she felt when she saw Qingqiu Li arrive arm in arm with him had long since vanished.

Qingqiu Li, who originally wanted to show off her Merit Golden Wheel, immediately lost interest after seeing Houtu 'Houtu appearance.

This will also prevent me from making a fool of myself when I take out the Merit Golden Wheel later.

Wu Chu ignored these concerns and had Houtu find the clan's bricklayers and carpenters to distribute the blueprints for the sacrificial implements.

First, an altar must be built.

"Sister, on which day would you like to hold this sacrificial ceremony?"

While talking with the Witch Clan craftsmen, Wu Chu turned to ask Miss Houtu.

Houtu paused for a moment, frowned, and pondered for Houtu saying, "Let's hold it in late autumn or early winter, after the harvest is over! That way, the sacrificial ceremony will be finished, and the Grand Competition of Divine Ability Tournament and the Spring Hunting Tournament will follow."

Wu Chu laughed and said, "How about we change the spring hunt to a winter hunt in the future? That would increase the difficulty for the contestants."

As for the dangers brought by the weather, this was hardly a challenge for the Witch Clan Warrior.

These shamans all possess extraordinary abilities; even the women and children of their tribe have some supernatural powers, let alone the warriors participating in the Hunting Tournament.

Yu, who was participating in the meeting, shook his head and laughed, "Winter hunting is possible, but there are fewer prey in winter, so it feels like a waste of energy."

Wu Chu glanced at him and smiled, "That's still better than letting those warriors do nothing in the tribe, spending their days playing Mahjong Beast Brawl!"

This seemed to have touched a nerve with Yu, and he nodded rapidly.

Although Yi hasn't neglected his cultivation, the fact that he's the top archer and Mahjong player in the Houtu Tribe still makes Yu, his father, feel ashamed.

Houtu nodded and said, "In that case, the date is set. It's still summer, and there's still some time before the end of autumn, enough time for everyone to prepare everything for this sacrificial ceremony."

So, for the next period of time, Wu Chu stayed in the Houtu Tribe and moved into the courtyard of Miss Houtu.

Walking through the Houtu Tribe, although many fierce witches who looked like female warriors flirted with him, they had no chance to ambush him because they were either accompanied by Houtu or the Fox Ancestress Houtu Qingqiu Li.

Of course, Wu Chu would prefer that Miss Houtu knock him out of the Houtu and then carry him back to her courtyard to do some unspeakable things, but unfortunately Miss Houtu seemed very shy.

When Yi and Kua returned from their hunt, Wu Chu had even less chance of being ambushed. The two of them would pester him all the time, as if they wouldn't be satisfied until they had emptied all the snacks he had hidden on him.

If it weren't for the fact that after returning to Miss Houtu's courtyard, the two of them were kicked away by the merciless Miss Houtu, Wu Chu would have had a rare moment of peace.

As summer drew to a close and the autumn harvest approached, the Houtu Tribe welcomed eleven more Ancestral Witch.

The reason these eleven came together was quite simple: how could they not be present for such an important event as the worship of their Father God? By coming together to worship, they could also observe and then perform the same ritual in their own tribes when they returned.

Finally, autumn came to an end.

The entire tribe was already bustling with activity because of this sacrificial ceremony.

Outside the Houtu Tribe, there is a 999-zhang-high altar, entirely made of black stones. At the very top of this altar stands a statue. This statue is 999 zhang tall, with a giant standing on a lotus flower, holding a giant axe, reaching to the sky and standing on the ground. Its face is indistinct, and it is the Pangu statue that Wu Chu had asked them to carve.

The twelve Ancestral Witch, dressed in robes of various colors and holding giant incense sticks, led the clan shamans carrying various offerings as they slowly ascended the tall altar.

Upon reaching the top of the altar, the Twelve Ancestral Witches lit giant incense sticks, bowed to the enormous statue, and then placed the incense sticks in the huge incense burner in front of the statue. The other witches then placed offerings on the altar in front of the statue.

Then, Yu read the sacrificial text, the format of which was somewhat similar to Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs". Of course, Wu Chu was not so cultured, so these were all pieced together by Yibao for him, such as "wielding a giant axe and stepping on a divine lotus, breaking through Primordial Chaos and supporting heaven and earth".

First, they praise the Great God Pangu, and then they commemorate him.

As the eulogy was read, Merit Golden Light suddenly pierced through the sky.

When Wu Chu saw this scene, he was actually a little surprised. Although only a part of the Merit Golden Light descended upon him, it still brought him some unexpected joy.

He originally thought there wouldn't be any Merit, since Three Clans had performed sacrificial rites before. But now... this made Wu Chu somewhat puzzled.

Is it because this sacrificial ceremony has a specific procedure?