Chapter 53: The Witch's Precautions, Humans' Consecutive Misfortunes

  After Gonggong sent Zou away, he thought about what he said carefully and felt that it was feasible. His heart was excited and couldn't be restrained, so he got up and rushed to the place where Zhujiu Yin was located, which was the Zu Long tribe in the northwest of Hongyuan. The name "Zu Long" only meant that Zhujiu Yin's body resembled a dragon, but not a real dragon.

  "Brother Candle Nine, Brother Candle Big, good news, great news!" Gong Yi couldn't help but shout loudly as soon as he arrived at the Zulong tribe, without caring that this place was also under the jurisdiction of Zu Wu.

  "Gonggong, how did you end up in our ancestral dragon tribe? Don't be so noisy, come on in." Zhu Jiuyin wasn't too fond of Gonggong's notoriously short temper either, but every time she saw him, she couldn't help but think of her ancestor Zhu Rong who died in the Great War against the Witch, and how similar their personalities were.

  Gong Gong withdrew his witchcraft, fell straight to the ground, and didn't care about the crowd of guards who were paying their respects. He simply flung his hand into the Zulong Temple. Chujiu's temperament was somewhat eccentric, and the Zulong Hall where he lived was vastly different from other ancestral temples. The entire hall was like an ancient tomb, gloomy and frightening, with a faintly visible cold and damp air.

  Candle nine yin high sits in the temple, a face full of auspicious color, but it is completely out of sync with the atmosphere of this great hall, really a strange thing. Seeing Gonggong coming in, immediately ordered the witch who was on duty to serve and watch him sit.

  "Gong Gong, what's the big deal this time? Why so much commotion? What kind of example are you setting?" Although Zhu Jiuyin was dissatisfied with Gong Gong's character, as fellow ancestral shamans, who could criticize whom?

  "Brother Candle, I have come this time for a matter that concerns the life and death of our tribe's future." Gonggong said to Candle Jiuyin without any reserve, but instead had great respect for him in his heart. He was unusually cautious, waving his hand to disperse the witches in the hall before speaking up.

  "Hmm, what's this about the fate of the Wu clan?"

  "In our tribe, there is a master named Zou Yi. This person has been concerned about the rise and fall of the witch tribe and has gone to the vast wilderness many times to seek a solution. Not long ago, he finally achieved something and reported back to me, I am very satisfied. Gong Gong thinks that Zou Yi is a great talent in the witch tribe, and it's really a big honor for the water god tribe."

  "The heavens have spoken? I too have heard rumors that you are one of the few wise ones among my witch tribe." Candle Nine's interest was also piqued.

  "The heavens have witnessed the suffering of that tribe, who died at the hands of the demon tribe. Many evil spirits and malevolent entities remain, formless and colorless, specializing in harming the vital energy of their enemies. The heavens have spoken: if we use witchcraft to create a soul-gathering banner, gathering countless evil spirits, when the witches and demons clash in the future, releasing it on the battlefield will bring harm to our enemies in an instant. Hahaha... wouldn't that be delightful?!" Gonggong's words became more and more self-satisfied, as if he had already seen the demon tribe lying dead and wounded under the soul-gathering banner.

  "Huh? Is that really so? Soul-gathering banner, soul-gathering banner..." Zhu Jiu Yin wasn't a fool, and upon hearing this, he immediately felt it made sense. However, he still cautiously asked: "Does the human tribe truly have these three souls and seven spirits? In our tribe, a great shaman not long ago also mentioned that after humans die, there are strange objects that can harm people. But I didn't expect you to come up with such a plan." Zhu Jiu Yin's hands couldn't stop rubbing together, his heart was also excited beyond measure.

  "The plan that Zhou has said is not just this. The most ingenious part of what he said is to use the soul and spirit of the human tribe to sacrifice and refine the twelve heavenly gods of the Wu tribe's great array. Firstly, it will transform into the twelve heavenly gods' ghostly spirits, secondly, it will make up for the previous lack of the Zhurong brothers. With greatly increased power, it will surely suppress the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array, and in the future when the Wu and Yao tribes go to war again, they will surely emerge victorious and dominate the Hongyuan." Gonggong spoke out the most powerful part of Zhou's plan.

  Jiuyin listened to Gonggong's words, also unable to speak for a long time, only seeing his face twitching, the corners of his mouth slightly trembling with excitement, unable to express his excited feelings.

  "Ah, the witch is indeed an arch-nemesis, and we cannot coexist. There can only be one winner, and the victor will be the king. What Zhou said is true, but it's also the key to winning." After a moment of contemplation, Candle Nine gradually calmed down and discovered that although this plan was clever, it also had its drawbacks. "The crux of the matter lies with those saints."

  "This trivial matter, how can it be related to the Holy One? I may be rude, but I also know that all holy ones are called non-action. Since they have already taken no action, how can they care about these small things?" Gong Gong heard this and felt a bit tense, as this plan was still related to the Holy One. Although Zu Wu was arrogant, he wasn't an idiot. At a certain level of status, even idiots could know many things. The prestige of the Holy One was known throughout the vast expanse. When people fought for treasure, during the great war between witches and demons, they had all seen the prestige of the quasi-Holy One. Moreover, according to Hou Tu's words, several Holy Ones had obtained pre-heavenly treasures, and Zu Wu's own ancestors might be even more unworthy. It was just that the Holy One pretended to be non-action, not competing with the worldly vast expanse, otherwise how could the two tribes of witches and demons have made a fuss?

  "Doing nothing? That's just boasting. How can one truly do nothing? The affairs of the human race concern only three sages: Nüwa, Laozi, and Qinglian Daoist. I observe that although Nüwa has the merit of creating humans, it was merely for her own sake, to become a saint, and she doesn't care about anything else. As for Qinglian Daoist, since he promised to protect humanity for 500 years, now that the 500-year period is over, what excuse does he have left to protect humanity in this chaotic struggle? Besides, there's no deep connection between these two anyway. Laozi, however, is a bit more troublesome and requires careful consideration."

  "Laozi established human teachings, what is it for?" Gonggong was somewhat puzzled and could only ask, in his heart, Zhujiu Yin was a wise man among the ancestors.

  "One is the opportunity to establish the teachings, with the accomplishment of the teachings' virtues as a small trigger mechanism, opening up the heavenly virtues and completing the primordial chaos; two is the transmission of the teachings and spreading the Tao, proclaiming the orthodox Tao. The contention of the sages is not like that of worldly people, but rather a contention over the orthodox Tao and the operation of the vital energy." Candle Nine slowly spoke, entirely reasonable and logical.

  Gong Gong listened and seemed to have an epiphany, saying: "If we want to carry out the plan of gathering souls and refining the array, I'm afraid we need to find a pretext to start a war and slaughter the human tribe. The Supreme Old Lord, we can't afford to provoke him, but if we don't provoke him, what kind of situation will it be?"

  Zhu Jiu Yin's heart suddenly lit up upon hearing these words. What Gong said was indeed a lucky coincidence. The Wu tribe couldn't provoke the Great Lord, but did that mean they couldn't be provoked at all? As long as the Wu tribe promised to control their power and maintain the teachings of Laozi, some minor conflicts wouldn't bother the saints. "What you said makes perfect sense, haha! But we still need to deliberate carefully. Let me summon the ancestors of the Wu tribe and discuss it with them before making a decision." Gong nodded in agreement. Zhu Jiu Yin immediately used the secret method of the Wu tribe to send a message to the other ancestors, asking them to come quickly to discuss a matter related to the survival of the Wu tribe in the future.

  Before long, the other nine ancestral witches all arrived, looking puzzled and unsure why the normally calm Candle Nine was in such a hurry. What could be the big deal? Hou Tu also arrived, but with a worried look on his face, as if he had something on his mind.

  The candle nine yin also did not drag, immediately put the entire plan of zhou yi said a pass, in which also added some of their own ideas, said the crowd ancestor witch is eyebrow open eye smile, greatly delighted.

  "Hahaha... If this succeeds, the small demon tribe will have nothing to fear." Emperor Jiang burst out laughing, having suffered greatly from the repeated battles with witches and demons, his heart resentful enough to swallow the entire demon tribe whole.

  The queen's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her expression struggling several times before she finally spoke: "I have calculated the heavenly mechanism, and if we act in this way, I fear there will be no end of troubles later on. And besides..."

  Gong Gong saw Hou Tu swallowing and spitting, extremely displeased: "Hou Tu, sister, aren't you possessed of a primordial spirit, yet lost your ancestral witch nature? This is a great matter concerning the struggle between witches and demons, how can you speak so ambiguously?"

  Houtu was gentle and kind by nature, one of the two Holy Mothers in the human tribe. How could she do such a thing? Losing face was a small matter, but it was really unbearable. "Such slaughter of the human tribe, using souls to refine treasures and offer sacrifices to the formation, I fear it would harm the harmony of heaven. Moreover, as one of the Holy Mothers of the human tribe, I fear it would be inappropriate."

  "Houtu, you're so muddled. Is the human tribe important or is the witch tribe important? This title of Holy Mother is just a hollow name, it's not even worth wanting." Zhujiu Yin saw Houtu like this and was extremely dissatisfied in her heart. "If you really want to talk about the numbers of heaven, whether it's accurate or not is temporarily not the point. The great war between witches and demons is inevitable, yet by doing things this way, it will only add more complications."

  "We also agree with this plan." The other witches saw this and pressed in unison.

  "Alright, go ahead then." Hou Tu saw that public opinion was hard to defy, and he flung his hand out in a gesture of dismissal and left...

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