Transmigrating to the Primordial Era, Symbiotic with Ancestral Witch Houtu?

"Houtu, your opportunity to achieve the Dao has arrived. If you don't create reincarnation now, when will you—!!!"

Rumble…

The booming thunderous voice of Dao Ancestor Hongjun suddenly echoed from beyond the chaotic heavens, exploding within Chen Xuan's sea of consciousness. Chen Xuan felt his head buzz, as if struck by a deafening sound, jolting him awake.

"So big… so white… I transmigrated?"

"And I transmigrated into the Primordial Desolation world?!"

"Even more absurdly… I seem to have transmigrated into a woman's body? ⊙∀⊙!"

As Chen Xuan gradually regained consciousness, a mix of emotions, fear and astonishment, churned within him.

He looked down and saw towering, majestic peaks rising high, their curves obscuring his vision, making him unable to see his toes.

He then surveyed his surroundings. As far as his eyes could see, there were endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The sun and moon had lost their luster, the universe was shattered, and the world was in turmoil!

The scenes before him…

Gave rise to an image of infinite destruction!

"This is—the Wu-Demon Cataclysm has arrived!"

Chen Xuan seemed to grasp the general situation and broke out in a cold sweat.

It was all because he had read a melodramatic romance novel in his previous life, accidentally made a sarcastic remark, and then unexpectedly transmigrated here.

If he was going to transmigrate, why not do it properly…

Instead, he transmigrated into the body of Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestor Witches!

Was it a symbiotic relationship?

Or… parasitism?

Chen Xuan found himself speechless, completely baffled.

"The opportunity to achieve the Dao has arrived. If you don't create reincarnation now, when will you!"

"…"

The lingering echoes continued to reverberate in his mind, rising and falling, ceaselessly, making Chen Xuan feel agitated.

That old bastard Hongjun…

So annoying!

It was precisely during the second great war between the Wu and Demon clans.

As the Wu clan's army of billions marched with their iron hooves, their banners of a hundred thousand conquering the Demon clan's Heavenly Court.

A graceful figure stood frozen in place, a look of struggle appearing in her beautiful eyes. Her exquisite and peerless face was etched with worry.

It was as if she was engaged in a battle of the heavens!

At this moment, Ancestor Witch Houtu did not know how to make a choice!

Previously.

Ten suns had appeared in the sky, the Golden Crows wreaked havoc upon the Primordial Desolation, causing widespread suffering and the ruin of countless lives.

The great witch Kuafu and Dayi had both unfortunately perished!

Whether it was the Wu clan or the Demon clan.

Or even the Human clan.

The souls and vengeful spirits of billions of living beings poured into the boundless Sea of Blood in the Underworld.

Some souls had nowhere to go, becoming lost and displaced.

Others had no support for their spirits, ultimately scattering and perishing forever in absolute oblivion!

As a result…

The boundless Sea of Blood was so full of trillions of wandering souls that it was almost overflowing!

Therefore, Ancestor Witch Houtu, filled with great compassion, sympathy for all beings, and profound virtue, could not bear to see the myriad souls of all living beings having nowhere to go or no support for their spirits.

She then sensed…

That the opportunity for her to achieve the Dao and become a Sage had arrived!

But, under these circumstances, how could she abandon her kin and independently create reincarnation to achieve sainthood?

It must be known that the Wu clan was inherently flawed, not cultivating Primordial Spirits.

Although Houtu possessed extraordinary talent, she only had a wisp of an incomplete and damaged Primordial Spirit.

If she were to create the Six Paths of Reincarnation and ferry the trillions of wandering souls, she would have to abandon her Ancestor Witch physical body!

If that were to happen, the Wu clan would be missing one of their Twelve Ancestor Witches, and they would no longer be able to deploy the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Spirit Array to continue resisting the Demon Court!

"This Palace… what should I do?"

On one side was the loyalty, sincerity, and responsibility to her clan.

On the other side was the great righteousness of saving all beings and considering the overall situation.

As Houtu fell into confusion and helplessness.

Above the thirty-three layers of heaven, the war cries of the Wu and Demon clans shook the universe, with countless Wu clan warriors fighting amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

She gazed intently at the battlefield, seeing the blood-stained remnants of great Wus and hearing the heart-piercing cries of her kin.

Several times she had wanted to step forward, to enter the fray and lend aid to the Wu clan.

However…

The next second, her peripheral vision swept over the Underworld, where billions of wandering souls drifted without refuge, dissipating like smoke. These scenes pierced her eyes and filled her with agonizing grief.

To save her clan would mean the devastation of all living beings and the souls having no place to go; to become the Six Paths of Reincarnation would mean the Wu clan would cease to exist, and the situation would be difficult to change!

For a time, Houtu's surrounding mystic light flickered, her jade fingers clenched white, her pearly teeth biting her crimson lips, trapped in a dilemma.

It was truly too difficult!

"Houtu, what are you still waiting for?"

"If not now to become the Six Paths of Reincarnation, then when?!"

"All beings in the Primordial Desolation need you!"

"Think bigger, think bigger!"

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, I hope you will prioritize the bigger picture. Give up what must be given up, and cut off what must be cut off!"

Just as Houtu hesitated, deeply conflicted.

Following Hongjun, the seductive voices of the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao continued to echo.

They incessantly urged Houtu to manifest the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Among them, some harbored selfish motives, while others acted out of righteousness.

Yet, the Sages cast this difficult choice upon Houtu, a mere woman!

Under the urging of these voices.

After a long period of contemplation.

A resolute look finally flashed in Houtu's eyes, as if she had made a momentous decision!

With a faint sigh.

She gazed reluctantly at the vast, ancient starry sky, a few crystal tears "plip-plop" falling from the corners of her eyes, weeping sorrowfully, a sight that would move even the sternest observer.

Then, she softly murmured, "My elder brothers, elder sisters… and the billions of Wu clan warriors… Houtu departs now, and will no longer be of the Wu. Regardless of the Wu clan's fate, whether they win or lose, I only hope to secure the last sliver of hope for them, to preserve the last ember of their lineage. Thus… I will not betray the Wu!"

With that said.

Houtu took that heavy step forward, facing death as if it were home!

Adopting a tragic posture as if going to her death!

"Ancestor Witch Houtu, absolutely do not become the Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

"This is all a deception!"

"If you go to manifest the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Wu clan's fate of destruction cannot be changed, and they might even be completely finished!"

Just then, Chen Xuan, unable to watch any longer, quickly spoke out to stop her, reminding her.

After all.

If Houtu were to truly abandon her physical body and manifest the Six Paths of Reincarnation, then…

He, who shared a symbiotic relationship with her, would also prosper or perish with her!

Being eternally trapped in the Underworld's Six Paths, in perpetual darkness, would be considered fortunate.

He might even have his consciousness completely erased!

"???????" (What voice is that?)

Absolutely do not become the Six Paths of Reincarnation?

This is all a deception?

Going now still won't change the Wu clan's fate of destruction, and it might even be worse?

Upon hearing this, Houtu's delicate body stiffened, her face etched with surprise. She then instinctively asked, "Who are you? Why are you inside this palace's… body? Also, what do you mean by what you said? I don't quite understand."

"My name is Chen Xuan. I came from another world and unintentionally occupied your body. We are now symbiotic, but don't worry, I won't harm you. I will detach myself once I find a way later."

"In short, you… ABSOLUTELY! DO! NOT! BECOME! THE! SIX! PATHS! OF! REINCARNATION!"

Chen Xuan explained.

And repeatedly emphasized – absolutely do not become the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

There was no other reason.

Having read countless novels about the Primordial Desolation in his past life, Chen Xuan naturally knew the entire trajectory of the Primordial Desolation's plot.

And the tragic end of the Wu clan!

The so-called Heavenly Tribulation and the conflict between the Wu and Demon clans were nothing more than a colossal deception orchestrated by Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

On the surface, it was a scheme against the Wu and Demon clans, but in reality… it was also a scheme against the Underworld Path!

Only by pushing forward the calamity of the Wu and Demon clans, scheming against them, and suppressing the authority of the Underworld Path, could the Heavenly Dao reign supreme thereafter!

Chen Xuan had transmigrated here, living two lives, and now, inexplicably suffering such a disaster, he was naturally furious.

Therefore, how could he stand by and watch Ancestor Witch Houtu act foolishly, be swayed by the Sages of the Heavenly Dao, abandon her physical body to become the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and drag the Wu clan into eternal damnation?

Of course, he couldn't!