Deceiving Houtu

Qing Xuanzi instantly arrived at the Blood Sea.

In mid-air, a woman wearing a goose-yellow palace dress, with a pouting face pointing at Nether River, looked like a girl next door.

Who else could it be but Houtu?

Looking closer.

In her left hand, she held a book, and in her right, a large brush.

Qing Xuanzi's eyelids twitched at the sight: The Heavenly Dao has once again lowered its shameless bottom line.

Shouldn't these things only condense after the Underworld takes shape?

Just to scheme against Houtu, they were forced into existence at this moment.

Originally, it was when the Witch and Demon races were about to have their second great war.

Houtu, seeing the suffering of all living beings throughout the Primordial Era, felt compassion.

This ultimately led to her transforming into the cycle of reincarnation.

It completely nullified the Ancestral Witches' Twelve Divine Demonic Array.

It also made Pangu truly a part of history.

Now, the Heavenly Dao had begun its scheme.

To make Houtu fall into the trap, it didn't hesitate to make these important treasures of the Underworld appear directly.

It seems the Heavenly Dao has also sensed something.

Its actions are getting faster and faster.

"Disciple, don't worry. The Heavenly Dao is also making mistakes in its haste, playing a bad move. While these two treasures can make Houtu embark on a path of no return prematurely, aren't you still here? These two treasures are important treasures of the Nine Hells. With them, there's no need to search for the Nine Hells; you can enter directly."

Hongjun's words echoed in Qing Xuanzi's mind.

Qing Xuanzi knew this was achieved through the Creation Jade Plate Fragment.

The difference between it and sound transmission was that it was much more concealed.

It seemed Hongjun had also sensed the Heavenly Dao accelerating its pace, which was why he took the opportunity to place the Creation Jade Plate Fragment on Shouyang Mountain.

"Houtu, look if you want, but what do you mean by dividing my Blood Sea?" Nether River said, furious.

"Hmph, what Blood Sea? It's clearly just a small stream."

"Houtu, don't push your luck too far." Nether River's veins bulged. If his peripheral vision hadn't caught sight of Qing Xuanzi nearby, he probably would have already attacked.

Nether River was already feeling uncomfortable. His perfectly fine Blood Sea had turned into a small stream in the blink of an eye.

He had already realized that he was purely an innocent bystand caught in the crossfire.

He had become the victim of the Heavenly Dao and Qing Xuanzi's struggle.

Where in the world can I find justice?

That anger had been simmering inside him.

Houtu's antics just made it explode.

"Sister Houtu, come down first. We can talk things out," Qing Xuanzi quickly called out to Houtu when he saw Nether River on the verge of going berserk.

"Oh, Brother Qing Xuanzi, you're here."

Qing Xuanzi rubbed his forehead. This silly sister, could her brain circuit be shorted?

I've been here for half a day, and you're just realizing it now? How thick-skinned do you have to be?

"Brother Qing Xuanzi, you be the judge. I just wanted to give him a small portion of the Blood... a small stream, and he actually wanted to attack me. Beat him up."

Houtu flew down from mid-air and came to Qing Xuanzi's side, saying indignantly.

Nether River almost lost control when he heard Houtu's words "small stream."

I'm the victim here, alright, you two.

One is the instigator, and the other is rubbing salt in the wound.

Neither of you is any good.

Qing Xuanzi could only appease her helplessly, saying, "Sister Houtu, the Blood Sea and such are useless to us. Why would we want them? They're smelly and foul."

Houtu wrinkled her pretty nose and said, "But, but they are useful to me."

Qing Xuanzi knew what Houtu meant.

Sigh, it's just Houtu, no, the entire Witch Race is like this.

Try replacing them with a Demon Clan or some other race.

Heavenly Dao can only fool the Witch Race.

Fortunately, Qing Xuanzi's ability to fool others was no worse than Heavenly Dao's, and perhaps even much stronger.

"Sister Houtu, I understand what you mean. But do you know? If anything goes wrong with the Blood Sea, what you want to do will also be impossible."

"Why?"

"Look, the Blood Sea, the Blood Sea, what stands out is the word 'Blood'..."

Qing Xuanzi started spouting nonsense, completely bewildering Houtu.

Anyway, Qing Xuanzi was used to bragging in his previous life. This was nothing. Have you heard of keyboard warriors?

What about trolls?

When Qing Xuanzi's great art of deception was unleashed, let alone Houtu, hehe, it's estimated that very few in the entire Primordial Era wouldn't be fooled into limping.

Even Hongjun in the Purple Cloud Palace was left dumbfounded by Qing Xuanzi's actions.

Who am I? Am I still the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Era?

How come I don't know about the things Qing Xuanzi is talking about?

It wasn't just the Primordial Era that was fooled.

The funniest part was that even the Heavenly Dao was fooled.

In the Heavenly Dao Space, the large eyeball stared with disbelief at Hongjun's Primordial Spirit and asked, "Is this a secret of the Primordial Era?"

Hongjun didn't even lift an eyelid and replied directly, "Whether it's a secret or not, don't you know in your heart?"

"But why don't I remember this happening? Did I forget? No, how could I, the Heavenly Dao, forget things? Then how do you explain what Qing Xuanzi said?"

The Heavenly Dao started muttering to itself and ended up doubting its own existence.

Qing Xuanzi talked until his mouth was dry. He didn't know that his rambling had actually fooled the Heavenly Dao.

It almost caused the Heavenly Dao to crash directly.

If he had known, he probably would have changed his strategy immediately.

Damn it, if he could do it with just his mouth, why bother with his hands?

Finally, Qing Xuanzi ended with, "So, the Blood Sea cannot be touched for now. I already have a plan for your matter."

He successfully coaxed Houtu back.

As for Nether River's wounded heart.

Qing Xuanzi said, "What does that have to do with me? That was something the Heavenly Dao did. If you have the guts, go find the Heavenly Dao."

Returning to the Ancestral Witch's ancestral land, Qing Xuanzi finally let out a sigh of relief.

Among the Witch Race, only Houtu controlled the Great Dao of Earth.

She was naturally the chosen one to open up the Di.

It was impossible for anyone else.

Therefore, as long as Qing Xuanzi kept a close eye on Houtu now, everything would be fine.

Qing Xuanzi suddenly had an idea. His eyes rolled as he said, "Sister Houtu, actually, what you're thinking of can be done in the Pangu Hall."

"Ah, really? Quickly teach me, I'll go try." Houtu jumped with joy.

She was already sad, and if this matter succeeded, how would she face her brothers and sisters?

Hearing that it could be done at home, she was overjoyed.

"Okay, first give me the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen. After I spend some time performing the ritual, I will help you with your future endeavors." Well, Qing Xuanzi started fooling her again.

"Okay, here you go. So this thing is the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen. Why are the names so strange?"

Houtu had no Primordial Spirit, so she naturally couldn't refine spirit treasures and thus didn't know the names of the treasures.

After hearing the names, she felt very strange and also had some doubts about what she was thinking in her heart.

At this time, she had only realized that her mission was to do a great Merit for the beings of the Primordial Era.

What exactly it was was still unclear.

Hearing Qing Xuanzi say this, she became wary of what was in her heart.

Originally, in the future, Houtu would only decide to transform into the cycle of reincarnation after being calculated step by step by the Heavenly Dao.

If you were to tell her now that her mission was to transform into the cycle of reincarnation and cease to be a Witch from then on,

She would surely slap you across the face.

Qing Xuanzi directly stating the name of the spiritual treasure at this moment was before Houtu even had this idea or concept.

It was planting a seed in her heart that this matter was not to be believed.

Slowly letting it sprout and grow in Houtu's heart.

This way, if the Heavenly Dao wanted to trick Houtu again when Qing Xuanzi wasn't paying attention,

It wouldn't be so easy to deceive her.

Just as Qing Xuanzi was contemplating how to prevent Houtu from falling into the Heavenly Dao's calculations,

A divine light shot up into the sky.

Under Qing Xuanzi's Taiji divine eyes, he saw it clearly.

Oh no, the Heavenly Dao is about to make a big move.