"What about you? What did you do back then?"
Faced with Nvwa’s inquiry, Chi Songzi’s mind once again conjured the image of those villagers sitting silently awaiting death in the flood.
The lifeless eyes, the utter numbness bereft of vitality—Chi Songzi estimated he could never forget it for the rest of his life.
"I don’t see things as clearly as you do..."
"I thought if they were just fed, they would have the will to survive."
"So when I returned to the village with food, the Evil God had already arrived with the flood peaks, yet the villagers had not even a shred of will to survive."
As he spoke, endless sorrow seeped through Chi Songzi’s words.
Because similar incidents had happened more than once in his previous wandering life.
In retrospect, every choice Chi Songzi made was wrong, unable to save those in crisis.
Even if there were one or two occasional successes, it was often just a psychological comfort.
"No one can achieve their desires just by wishing. You’ve done well enough."
Patting Chi Songzi’s shoulder, Wu Luo, his longtime friend, could only offer such comfort.
Because Wu Luo’s character was fundamentally different from Chi Songzi’s.
He never overthought things, focusing only on doing his best and with a clear conscience.
"So, is this the reason you came here?"
"You want to see firsthand if I’m qualified to become the next Witch King?"
Chi Songzi did not deny the purpose of this trip, forsaking all previously discussed negotiating tactics, and frankly nodded in agreement.
"That’s right, I came with a skeptical attitude."
"Back then when Wu Xian chose Wu Yi, I had already stepped back once."
"The result was that although Wu Yi did indeed perform better than me, the Great Xia paid a considerable price for it."
"If you’re of the same nature as him, I won’t let you become the Witch King no matter what."
Chi Songzi had experienced the vicissitudes of life, no longer the naïve youth he once was.
He clearly understood that today’s Great Xia could not endure any more turmoil.
Rather than a "King Wu" with boundless ambition.
The Great Xia now needs a "King Wen" who can stabilize the situation.
Preferably like the sixth Witch King, Ye Ming, who was born in a peaceful era, committed to carrying the idea of peace through, striving to find a new balance between humans and gods.
"It seems I’ve passed your test!"
Though an interrogative sentence, Nvwa’s tone was full of certainty.
"Unfortunately, I do not intend to become your ’king.’
These words left Chi Songzi stunned.
Instead, Wu Luo shrugged as if unsurprised, his eyes unwittingly turning sharp.
"Don’t move, this is my territory after all."
With a slight lift of the eyelid, Nvwa’s voice suddenly came from behind Wu Luo.
Alarmed, Wu Luo instinctively turned his head, only to see a phantom hand already resting on his shoulder.
—Divine Power · Primordial Spirit Emergence!
Clearly, without achieving the realm of the Yang God.
Yet, Nvwa’s Primordial Spirit manifested during broad daylight, unafraid of any Yang Qi erosion.
Moreover, Nvwa’s Primordial Spirit exuded a powerful aura that a normal Primordial Spirit could never possess.
Wu Luo’s [Heart Image Barrier] was composed of countless weapons.
Any attack and hostility would stimulate the birth of corresponding weapons within him to retaliate.
However, in the moment of being suppressed by Nvwa’s Primordial Spirit, Wu Luo’s internal change was swift, yet he could not produce a single weapon capable of countering and retaliating against such a situation.
"What kind of Primordial Spirit do you possess?"
"Why is it completely different from the Primordial Spirits I’ve encountered before?"
Even though completely at a disadvantage, Wu Luo still had the energy to be curious about the peculiarities of Nvwa’s Primordial Spirit.
On one hand, this was due to his combative nature.
But on the other hand, it was because Wu Luo was not at all worried about his life and safety.
"Perhaps you won’t believe it, but I have actually not practiced the true Celestial Human Technique."
"My talent is not outstanding, and I am concerned with too many matters to ever truly settle down for long-term cultivation..."
"The power I currently wield is granted to me by this land, by the mountain people who believe in me."
Nvwar spoke with a calm serenity.
Yet, both present felt the confidence underlying her words.
"It is truly unexpected that in the Heaven and Human’s domains of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, there are still witches following the traditional gods’ path."
This time it was Chi Songzi who spoke, his tone filled with amazement.
"What’s more critical is that you are not a Natural God but a rarer Ancestor God!"
The difference between a Natural God and an Ancestor God lies only in a choice made by the Innate Divine upon becoming a god.
Choosing to assimilate with nature, embodying calamity, becomes a Natural God.
Choosing to protect a region, receiving worship from the kin, becomes an Ancestor God.
Most of the time, Natural Gods symbolize strength, while Ancestor Gods are usually constrained by humans, thus appearing somewhat weaker in comparison.
However, Nvwa at this moment was evidently an exception, her strength unimaginable to ordinary gods.
"That Celestial Being once said, ’The Way exists everywhere, the current Celestial Human Technique is merely a shortcut summarized by predecessors.’"
"Thus, although you are not a Celestial Being in the traditional sense, it does not mean that the path you walk is not the Path of Celestial and Human."
At this moment, Wu Luo suddenly spoke again.
"I now know why you would refuse us, because you already have your own ’Great Xia.’"
As he felt the Primordial Spirit behind him gradually dissipate, Wu Luo also suppressed his internal eager battle intent.
"Here is your ’Great Xia,’ you are becoming the first Witch King of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range."
Facing Wu Luo’s praise, Nvwa hesitated for a moment, then lightly smiled.
"Are you trying to sow discord between me and the Prophet?"
"I’ve never been as great as you imagine, I’m merely doing what I can."
After speaking, Nvwa once again turned her gaze toward Chi Songzi, who was lost in thought.
"I cannot become your ’king,’ because Gaotun Village needs me, the Hundred Lands Mountain Range needs me."
"But I understand your predicament, and I do not wish for a war to truly break out between the Hundred Lands Mountain Range and the Great Xia."
"If you are merely seeking a ’Witch King,’ this Hundred Lands Mountain Range actually has other candidates."
Hearing Nvwa’s words, Chi Songzi instinctively spoke to correct her.
"It’s a candidate, not a Witch King..."
Before finishing, Chi Songzi realized what Nvwa meant, hurriedly asking.
"Who is it? Could it be Li Jingshu?"
"She won’t do, her relationship with the Tao Ancestor is too intimate, unsuitable to become the Witch King of the Great Xia."
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