Chapter 97 Houtu's Wish: The Ninety-Seventh Day of Creating a Game
Donghuang Taiyi quickly stopped the little golden birds: "What are you eating? I have important business to attend to, and besides, shouldn't you be in class right now?"
As the Heavenly Emperor, Emperor Jun appointed all ten of his young golden crows as crown princes upon their birth. Emperor Jun and Xihe were extremely busy with affairs of state and naturally had no time to properly instruct these young golden crows. Therefore, the task of educating the crown princes was naturally assigned to his ministers.
Donghuang Taiyi remembered that today was supposed to be Kunpeng teaching these little golden crows, so why are they blocking his doorway again?
"No, I don't want to learn from him." The little golden crows chattered incessantly, one after another, "Kunpeng is not a good person. Uncle Donghuang and Uncle Xuanming said that he used to do bad things."
"We don't want to learn from that annoying, wicked Kunpeng."
The little golden crows chattered amongst themselves, which actually helped Donghuang Taiyi piece together the truth of the matter. It turned out that when he and the little golden crows sneaked down to the mortal realm to drink and eat meat with Xuanming last time, the little golden crows remembered their conversation with Xuanming.
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Donghuang Taiyi interrupted the little golden crows' accusations. "Kunpeng has always been quite respectful to you, and as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he is more than capable of teaching you a few demon masters. How can you believe everything you hear?"
Although Donghuang Taiyi disliked Kunpeng, he had to admit that Kunpeng had done a lot of practical things after coming to the demon race. Not only did he help Dijun gather many demons, but he also proposed using the internal currency of the demon race for management, and after becoming a demon master, he also taught many lesser demons every day.
He diligently worked for the Heavenly Court every day, and even Donghuang Taiyi, who disliked Kunpeng, couldn't find a single fault with him. He could only reluctantly accept Kunpeng as a demon for the sake of his brother's great cause. Unlike at the beginning, when he would cut off parts of Kunpeng's body at the drop of a hat and take them down to roast with Xuanming.
As the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he naturally disliked Kunpeng, who had once tried to harm him. However, as the Little Golden Crow, the future successor of the Heavenly Court's princes, he couldn't just listen to rumors and act arbitrarily.
If your elder brother were to assign the little golden crows to handle a region in the future, would you really abandon such a useful minister just because of personal likes or dislikes?
Besides, it's class time now. Instead of studying how to use spiritual energy for cultivation, he's sneaking off to find him to go downstairs and play together. That won't do.
Donghuang Taiyi, having finally grasped the meaning of his elder brother's words, patiently explained them to the little golden crows.
But the little golden crows let it go in one ear and out the other, nodding perfunctorily before earnestly fawning over Donghuang Taiyi: "Uncle Donghuang/Uncle Taiyi, we know, we won't do it again next time. But we've already told Kunpeng we'd come out to find you, so since we can't go to class now, can you take us down to play?"
"Just this once, we really haven't had Uncle Xuanming's barbecue in a long time. Uncle Taiyi, please take us downstairs."
Donghuang Taiyi had never been able to handle these little golden crows. He held up one finger: "This is the only time. You won't be allowed to skip class after this."
The little golden crows naturally nodded obediently, but only they themselves knew what they were really thinking.
When Donghuang Taiyi secretly led the little golden crows to the Xuanming tribe by taking a shortcut, Xuanming, having received the news, was already waiting for them with open fire.
"You've come at the perfect time. This piece of venison is just right to eat. Little One and Little Eight don't like the taste of freshly roasted meat the most." As soon as they came down, the little golden crows abandoned their blood-related Donghuang Taiyi and circled around Xuanming.
Xuanming was naturally delighted to have witnessed the birth of the little golden crows. After listening to their various complaints, he raised his arm and shouted, "You did a good job! Kunpeng is no good! Instead of taking classes with him, come down and have some barbecue with me! Let's barbecue together!"
"Xuanming, don't corrupt my nephews!"
As a grand barbecue feast jointly participated in by the demon and witch clans was about to begin, the scene of them grilling meat for each other and enjoying themselves unfolded freely between heaven and earth, naturally landing in a small courtyard on the mountaintop.
Houtu's expression softened, and a smile appeared on her lips: "That's wonderful. With the demon race and the witch race in such a state now, they will surely be able to get along well in the future, don't you think?"
Houtu turned her head to the right, where a semi-illusory woman stood, dressed in green with a purple lotus jade hairpin slanted in her hair. Who else could it be but Yuan Yi?
Yuan Yi didn't even raise his head, but simply severed the connection between this external avatar and the world, allowing the main body to cleanse the calamity energy in the world.
When Yuan Yi opened her eyes again, her gaze was indescribable.
Is there some kind of curse on your witch clan? Every time you set a flag, it falls apart.
Just after Houtu spoke those words, the calamity energy in the world increased by another 20%. It all gathered in this area, and it took a great deal of spiritual energy to barely clear it away.
"Don't say sentences like that next time." Yuan Yi shook her head helplessly. It's better to avoid saying things that sound like setting a flag.
Houtu naturally didn't understand the meaning behind Yuan Yi's words, only assuming that she didn't think the witch and demon races could live in harmony.
So he carefully explained, "Although the Wu and Yao clans have had occasional friction, they have also maintained good relations over the past hundred years. Now, even the Crown Prince of Heaven is on good terms with our Wu clan, so the relationship between the two clans is not necessarily bad. With the precedent of the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, a war between the Wu and Yao clans would only result in mutual destruction. We, both clans, are willing to advise our people to be more cautious and smug."
"Finally, there is my personal reason. I do not want to see the world and all living beings created by the Father God destroyed because of the conflict between the two races. I believe that if the Father God were still alive, he would naturally not want to see rivers of blood flowing."
Houtu's expression was indifferent, but her eyes were full of anticipation for a better prehistoric world. The meaning revealed in her words was so profound that even Yuan Yi could not help but admire her.
No wonder she is called the Goddess Houtu. Heaven and Earth, only a Houtu like her could have the entire primordial land bearing her name.
But some things were already destined. Yuan Yi closed her eyes, concealing the reluctance in them.
If Di Jun wants to advance further, he must rule the entire prehistoric world. The demon race, wanting better resources, will certainly not let go of the blessed land of the witch race. Now, it's just that the time is not yet ripe, and neither race is ready for war. They'll just wait as long as possible.
Moreover, the calamity energy between heaven and earth cannot be faked.
Yuan Yi looked up at the ten little golden crows chattering around the roasted meat. It was always difficult for powerful beings in the primordial world to have offspring, but Di Jun and Xi He, both of whom were Great Luo Golden Immortals, were able to give birth to ten children. These children must have a destiny bestowed upon them.
Since these little birds were born, the calamity in the world has increased by at least 30%, which the Wu and Yao races, being caught in the middle of it, naturally cannot see clearly. Now, Wuzhuang Temple and Kunlun have both closed their mountains, determined not to participate in this catastrophe.
Even Yuan Yi's true form remained at Wuzhuang Temple, only using an array to create a clone that came to our Wu Clan to keep the appointment with Houtu.
Although the game has repeatedly emphasized the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity and attempted to delay the arrival of this great war by incorporating a Lich War within the game, the time is approaching, and the calamity energy floating in the world, besides the ley lines, is becoming increasingly dense.
There was no way to reverse the situation, and under the dictates of Heaven, Yuan Yi could not speak to Hou Tu about this matter. He could only watch as the newly acquainted person walked step by step into the abyss of fate.
However, there are some comprehensive solutions.
Yuan Yi subconsciously formed a magic array. After calming his mind, he whispered to Hou Tu, "The matter you entrusted to me that day has made some progress."
"It's true!" Houtu exclaimed with delight. "How can we remedy the lack of primordial spirit among our people?"
“We’ve only made some progress. This is the remaining essence of creation that I asked the Sage Nuwa for when she created humans. The principles of creation within it should be beneficial to your Great Dao.” Yuan Yi paused slightly. “This is Nuwa’s gift of gratitude to the Wu Clan for helping the human race establish itself in the prehistoric world over the years.”
After Hou Tu came to the human race, he not only suppressed his two reckless elder brothers, but also personally apologized to the human race and represented the witch clan in making peace with the human race.
Over the years, great shamans have frequently appeared among the human race. Some were disciples of the original ancestral shamans, while others were members of the shaman clan who actually came to live among the human race and imparted much knowledge to them.
In just a century, the human race was able to spread beyond Buzhou Mountain and across most of the prehistoric world, thanks in no small part to the support of the Wu tribe. And the one who allowed, and even guided, the Wu tribe to make contact with the human race was none other than Houtu, who is right before our eyes.
Houtu gazed at the treasure of merit before her and shook her head slightly: "I also have selfish motives."
Humans are born from the soil, their bodies are extremely fragile, yet they possess a primordial spirit that the witch race does not have.
The Wu tribe, being descendants of Pangu, are naturally powerful, but lack a primordial spirit, preventing them from advancing further.
The soil itself has no consciousness, but through Nuwa's creation, it gained a primordial spirit and became the human race. Although she was not as proficient in the way of creation as Nuwa, the earth nourishes all things, so she could not help but try.
"I have learned a lot from the humans these days. Moreover, the Wu tribe members went there voluntarily and were treated well by the humans. I am unworthy to accept this gift." Houtu first took a step back, but eventually stepped forward and placed her hand on it.
The treasure containing the creative principles of the sage Nuwa would naturally be of great benefit to the reshaping of the Wu tribe and their primordial spirit. Even though she felt guilty, Houtu could not refuse it.
At this moment, Houtu was filled with hope, envisioning a future where the demon and witch races could coexist harmoniously, and the witch race could overcome its weaknesses and grow even stronger. But she could only watch helplessly, powerless to change anything.
Yuan Yi stopped thinking about it and instead took out a jade slip from the formation: "This is the game record of all the Wu Clan members in my game. The formation summarizes all the data here."
"The matter of the primordial spirit is inherently ethereal, but what has been experienced and seen is real. The traces here must also be part of the Wu clan."
Houtu could naturally sense this sincere sentiment. She accepted the jade slip, which was also engraved with an array, and thanked Yuanyi once again.
The jade slip felt cool to the touch, but it couldn't extinguish the burning passion in Houtu's heart. While it wouldn't be appropriate to try certain things with her brothers in real life, experimenting with methods to cultivate her primordial spirit within the game data was certainly a viable option.
Yuan Yi stepped aside to avoid the heavy topic: "This should have been yours, fellow Daoist, but there's no need to rush the matter of the primordial spirit. Why don't we take another look at those little ones?"
She said meaningfully, "They are so lively. Compared to them, the children at Wuzhuang Temple are all too quiet."
Houtu followed Yuanyi's gaze and could only manage a helpless smile.
This isn't being lively; it's clearly a prank!
Just now, a little golden crow hid in the fire and insisted on waiting until the Wu tribe members lit the fire before rushing out of the fire, which gave everyone a big fright.
However, it seemed that someone was still watching these little golden crows. Houtu frowned slightly. This was not a place where others could freely spy.
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Author's Note: Houtu's Wish:
My wish is for the witches and demons to coexist peacefully, without engaging in war.
My second wish is to restore the Wu tribe and ensure that its members are not troubled.
My three wishes are that the vast and desolate lands remain unharmed, and that all living beings and things find peace and tranquility.
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