Tongtian: The Heavenly Secrets Are in Chaos

"The bow and arrows forged from Father God's ribs were indeed incomparably powerful. However, without the Lunar Origin, they would ultimately find it difficult to restrain the Golden Crow lineage. And our Wu Tribe did not cultivate Primordial Spirits, making it difficult for us to refine spiritual treasures. Yet our Wu Tribe also possessed a method of using heart's blood to sacrifice and refine acquired treasures. After Houyi obtained the Sun-Shooting Bow and arrows, he used his heart's blood to refine them, merging himself with the bow and arrows as one. Thus, as Chang'e cultivated, awakened the memories of her past life, and summoned the 'Sun-Shooting Arrow' fused with Wangshu's origin, it naturally drew the Sun-Shooting Arrow here, which in turn naturally drew Houyi here. In the end, Houyi was ambushed and slain." Pingxin spoke quietly as she looked at Houyi.

Houyi's expression changed repeatedly. By now, he understood most of what had happened.

After learning the truth, Houyi clenched his fists, fury blazing within him. "Those beasts of the Demon Race! Since they couldn't win head-on, they resorted to underhanded tricks. Dammit..."

Houyi cursed in rage, wishing he could charge straight into the Demon Court and settle accounts with the Demon Race.

Pingxin remained calm. "Enough. Since you know this was all a conspiracy, steady your temper and return early."

"Ancestor Shaman Houtu... Since this Chang'e was the executor of a Demon Race conspiracy, I'll kill her first." As Houyi spoke, killing intent flickered in his eyes.

Hearing this, terror surfaced on Chang'e's face. When she learned from Pingxin that she was involved in the Demon Race's schemes, she had already been thrown into a panic.

Who could have known that Houyi now wanted to kill her? It drove her further into despair.

Chang'e was equally shaken. For no reason at all, she had learned of her past life, learned that she was entangled in a vast conspiracy, and that even her birth might have been part of that conspiracy.

Feeling frightened, Chang'e looked at Chen Yang and Pingxin with grievance in her eyes. "Master, Teacher Pingxin, I... I..."

Chang'e looked pitiful and helpless, tears glimmering faintly in her eyes. She had no idea what had happened, yet she had somehow become a calamity.

Pingxin considered it briefly before saying, "Enough. Since you know of this, you will not fall for the trap. The Demon Race's conspiracy will not succeed. Besides, killing Chang'e would bring no benefit."

Houyi immediately withdrew his killing intent. "But Ancestor Shaman Houtu, this Chang'e is Wangshu's reincarnation after all. And Wangshu is Xihe's younger sister. In the future..."

Pingxin looked at Chang'e with a faint smile. "Chang'e is Chang'e, and Wangshu is Wangshu. Even if Chang'e becomes Wangshu in the future, she will not become a member of the Demon Race. More importantly, if Chang'e lives, she will be a threat to the Demon Race."

"A threat?" Chen Yang could not help but ask in confusion.

"Yes, a threat." Pingxin said. "Enough. We can discuss that later. The urgent matter is how to settle Chang'e."

"How to settle her is quite the headache." Chen Yang also felt troubled. He truly had no idea what to do with Chang'e.

If Chang'e had merely been an ordinary member of the Human Clan, she could have been arranged anywhere. But she was Wangshu's reincarnation, Xihe's younger sister. Moreover, Pingxin's words about her being a threat were true. Chang'e truly was a huge problem.

Chen Yang sank into thought, while Pingxin suddenly said, "Very well. Leave Chang'e among the Human Clan and hope she can grow up peacefully."

Chen Yang nodded and said no more. Chang'e was entangled in far too much. A slight mishandling would create an enormous problem. Since that was the case, she could simply be allowed to develop on her own.

Afterward, Houyi took the Sun-Shooting Arrow and returned to the Wu Tribe.

Chen Yang and Pingxin brought Chang'e back to a Human Clan tribe.

It seemed that everything had settled into calm.

However, as Chen Yang's side gradually returned to peace,

an inexplicable change arose within the Jie Sect.

Within Biyou Palace, Tongtian, who had been giving Duobao and the other direct disciples special instruction, suddenly came to a halt.

Tongtian fell silent. Duobao and the other four direct disciples awoke from their enlightenment, confusion appearing on their faces.

After a long silence, Duobao could not help asking, "Master, what happened?"

Tongtian was silent for a moment before speaking solemnly. "The heavenly secrets are in chaos."

"In chaos? Master... The Wu and Demon races are currently locked in confrontation, and Killing Intent blankets the heavens. The heavenly secrets have always been chaotic. Is there anything strange about them becoming chaotic now?" Duobao asked doubtfully.

"No... After the second Wu-Demon War ended, the heavenly secrets had gradually begun to clear. But now, those heavenly secrets that had been gradually becoming clear have once again descended into disorder, tangled beyond measure, as though some great transformation is approaching," Tongtian said quietly.

Duobao was slightly startled. "Master... Could this shift in the heavenly secrets mean that something unexpected will happen in the Wu-Demon War?"

"There should not be many surprises in the Wu-Demon War. I simply do not know what variable has appeared within it." Tongtian was also deep in thought.

Chen Yang knew nothing of the conversation within the Jie Sect.

After returning to the tribe, Chen Yang waited many days before looking at Pingxin and seeking an answer. "Pingxin, was what you said before about Chang'e true?"

"Of course it was true. When Sister Xuanming discovered Wangshu's origin, she found traces of Great Sun True Fire. If nothing unexpected happened, Wangshu should have fallen at the hands of Dijun or Taiyi. Therefore, even if Chang'e awakens the memories of her past life, she will not join the Demon Race. Instead, she will become hostile toward them," Pingxin said casually.

"Interesting. Xihe's younger sister likely fell at the hands of Dijun or Taiyi. And according to the fragments of memory Chang'e awakened, she was once sealed within the Lunar Star. There are clearly many hidden twists here," Chen Yang remarked.

"This involves many matters, and I know only a little. However, even before Dijun created the Demon Court, Wangshu was not on the same path as them. It would not be strange if Wangshu was ultimately killed by Dijun and the others," Pingxin said seriously.

"It seems the Demon Race of old was involved in many secrets as well." Chen Yang pondered slightly.

"This is difficult to say. Once you grow stronger in the future, perhaps you will know." Pingxin did not elaborate further.

Seeing that Pingxin was unwilling to answer, Chen Yang changed the subject. "Then was what you said about Chang'e gradually recovering and being able to affect the Cosmic Star Formation true..."

"Of course it was true. The Cosmic Star Formation perfected by Dijun relied on the Lunar Star and the Solar Star as its formation cores. If Chang'e gradually grows stronger and recovers the cultivation of her past life, she might be able to use the Lunar Origin to affect the operation of the Cosmic Star Formation. That point alone would pose more than enough threat to the Demon Race," Pingxin said with a faint smile.

"Hiss..." Chen Yang drew in a cold breath, lost in thought.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years passed.

Pingxin appeared somewhat languid as she turned to gaze at the vast starry sky. "Chen Yang... I should leave..."

"Leave? Where are you going? Are you leaving this tribe?" Chen Yang could not help asking.

"No, I am returning to the Wu Tribe. I have remained in the Human Realm for countless years and gained many insights. Especially with the enhancement of your wisdom, my comprehension of the path of Reincarnation has deepened greatly. There is little value in my remaining in the Human Realm any longer. It is time for me to return to the Wu Tribe," Pingxin said slowly.

Chen Yang's expression shifted slightly. Looking at Pingxin, he did not know what emotion filled his heart. "Can I go with you? Ever since I became a disciple, the only places I have visited were Golden Ao Island, Kunlun, and the Human Clan. I am quite curious about the Wu Tribe."

"Oh... You wish to accompany me to the Wu Tribe? Are you not afraid your sect will blame you? You should know that our Wu Tribe and the Mystic Sect lineage have some conflicts," Pingxin said curiously, looking at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang nodded seriously, a trace of resolve on his face. "It is no matter. I am very curious about the Wu Tribe and wish to see it. Besides, our Jie Sect does not care much for certain rules. And most of the time, when members of the Jie Sect do things, they follow their own hearts."

"That is true. The Three Teachings have three different temperaments. Your Jie Sect is like a hot-blooded youth—when doing things, you do not consider too much and simply act as you please." Pingxin smiled.

Having come to the Primordial World, failing to visit the Wu Tribe would truly betray his identity as a transmigrator. Moreover, the Wu Tribe was located at Mount Buzhou, the divine mountain that would inspire countless legends in later generations. Chen Yang longed to see it as well.

Furthermore, after the final Wu-Demon War, the Ancestor Shamans would perish and Mount Buzhou would collapse. By then, there would be little left to see.

In the blink of an eye, several hundred years passed.

Chen Yang traveled at high speed with Pingxin for several hundred years before finally arriving at the core region of the Primordial World—Mount Buzhou.

The moment he arrived, Chen Yang could sense an ancient, majestic might.

Looking up, he saw a towering mountain soaring directly into the heavens, linking heaven and earth.

"Mount Buzhou... This is Mount Buzhou." Chen Yang sighed in awe, excitement filling him.

Pingxin nodded and looked toward Mount Buzhou. "That is right. This is Mount Buzhou, the divine mountain formed from Father God's spine. It is also the foremost divine mountain and foremost blessed land in the Primordial World..."

Chen Yang nodded silently, sensing Mount Buzhou's aura and that ancient desolation that seemed to come from the river of time. "If the countless beings of the Primordial World cannot behold Mount Buzhou even once with their own eyes, then they have lived in vain as creatures of the Primordial World!"

"That is quite fitting for the wonder of Mount Buzhou." Pingxin smiled as well.

Chen Yang nodded too, lamenting that if the beings of the Primordial World could not see Mount Buzhou even once, they truly did not deserve to call themselves creatures of the Primordial World.

Chen Yang felt the vast aura. As he stepped into the range of Mount Buzhou, he could clearly feel a pressure descend upon him. It was as though he carried the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains upon his back. "This pressure..."

"That is Father God's pressure. Approaching the Buzhou Region feels as though one carries mountains and rivers upon one's back. The closer one gets to the core of Mount Buzhou, the heavier the pressure becomes, and the more terrifying the weight borne by one's entire body. Legend says that at Mount Buzhou's peak, approaching its core was like carrying the heavens themselves upon one's back," Pingxin said with feeling.

"Hiss... Carrying the heavens? If the boundless heavens came crashing down, who could possibly withstand them?" Chen Yang could not help but marvel.

If the skies of the Primordial World fell, even Hongjun would likely find it difficult to support them. Thinking it over, only the great Pangu had such qualifications.

Chen Yang marveled as he looked toward the Buzhou Region. The Buzhou Region did not consist of Mount Buzhou alone. This place was a range of towering mountains, where countless mountain veins could be seen. Within them lay innumerable Dragon Veins, encircling the Buzhou Region.

It was as though Mount Buzhou were a Dragon Pearl, with countless Dragon Veins circling it and guarding that single pearl.

These countless interwoven Dragon Veins were not merely grand and imposing. They also breathed in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming this place into a spiritual land where clouds and rosy mists billowed. Of course, the spiritual energy contained Mount Buzhou's will as well—a domineering will, a will to battle!

If Kunlun was like an elegant gentleman, then Mount Buzhou was like a ferocious and domineering war god!

Kunlun could not compare. It simply could not compare!