The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 198 - 144: Resolution

The grand hall fell into silence.

It was unknown how much time had passed when Houtu suddenly stood up and said, "Brothers, we are all transformed from the essence blood of the Pangu God. Can we use our essence blood to give birth to more Witch tribesmen?"

The method proposed by Houtu was feasible, but essence blood was exceedingly important to the Witch Tribe. Losing a drop of essence blood did not mean much to one’s strength; one only needed to recuperate for some time to recover naturally. However, if too much was lost, even the Twelve Ancestor Witches would fall from their realm.

Di Jiang thought about it and believed the method was workable, so he decided, "For the continuation of our people, I agree with Sister Houtu’s method! Let’s test it first, and if it works, we’ll follow this method to give birth to more tribe members!"

The Ancestor Witches had solemn expressions, all nodding firmly. The future of the Witch Tribe was at stake, and for the unbroken line of the racial bloodline, they would not even hesitate to die on the spot.

The group came to a pit in the center of the great hall, each forcing a drop of essence blood from within their bodies, dropping it into the pit—this was originally the Land of Gathering Witches, which once gathered the essence blood of a myriad from the Primordial World; now, the essence blood of Pangu had been exhausted, leaving only dense Chaotic Qi. As the Ancestor Witches’ essence blood merged into the Chaotic Qi, it immediately began to change. Huge blood clots slowly formed and floated quietly above the pit. The surging power of Blood Qi stirred the surrounding air, whistling loudly.

It was unknown how much time had passed, perhaps an instant, perhaps a year. The blood clots floating above the pit suddenly burst, and one by one, males and females evolved from the blood clots, twelve blood clots condensing into twelve Witches.

This, this yield is too low!

A single drop of Ancestor Witch essence blood could only create one tribesman. If the process continued at this speed, when would millions of tribesmen be evolved? Moreover, essence blood was exhaustible, not infinite! If it were all used to evolve tribesmen, then the cultivation of the Twelve Ancestor Witches would be stuck in place, and there was even the possibility of regression. The Ancestor Witches, looking at the twelve bewildered tribesmen, furrowed their brows in worry.

At some point vanished from the Ancestral Witch Hall, the Heaven and Earth Taoist now walked in from outside the hall, looking relaxed. Strangely, he was holding a child in his arms.

The Heaven and Earth Taoist placed the child on the large wooden table, with a smile hidden in his eyes, he said, "Di Jiang, come take a look at this child!"

The Ancestor Witches, puzzled, crowded around, curiously peering at the child crawling about on the table.

The infant was only about a year old, still in the babbling stage. Seeing the fierce-looking Ancestor Witches, the baby was not afraid; it even clapped its hands and laughed happily.

Xuanming played with the baby and curiously looked towards the Heaven and Earth Taoist, "Brother Li, why did you bring a child from the Human Clan?"

The Heaven and Earth Taoist did not speak but looked at Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin stroked his chin, stepped forward to gently pat the baby’s head, saying, "This child is different from ordinary Human Clan infants. Although this child is of the Human Clan, it clearly carries the fundamental Rule Power of our Witch Tribe within, likely born from both Witch Tribe and Human Clan."

At this point, Zhu Jiuyin even gave Zhu Rong a smile and added, "Moreover, this little fellow is a descendant from Little Fire’s tribe. Looking at its foundational essence, though weak, it is naturally capable of controlling various low-level flames!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong touched the small flame on his head and excitedly approached, observing for a long time, shouting with joy, "Hahaha, good! This is a solution! We can have our Witch Tribe members intermarry with the Human Clan, giving birth to children who, though physically weaker, still carry our Witch Tribe bloodline, inheriting our tribe’s fundamental essence. Doesn’t that mean our Witch Tribe numbers could then increase?"

"This method might increase our Witch Tribe population, but with such frail bodies, how could they fight against the powerful Demon Race?" Di Jiang, however, hesitated at this point.

Di Jiang’s words were not without reason. Although the Demon Race cultivated with difficulty, there were countless numbers and a multitude of types. To take the most common Rat Clan of the Primordial as an example: a female rat could conceive after three months of birth. Each year, she might bear ten litters, each ranging from six to twenty offspring.

Moreover, they had vigorous vitality and bred rapidly, with strong adaptability. Against such a formidable race, quantity could not fill the gap. Without mighty martial force, how could they contend against the Demon Race?

Zhu Jiuyin fell silent for a long while, then suddenly a vision he saw in the long river of time flashed through his mind. Slapping the table vigorously, Zhu Jiuyin exclaimed, "Just now, didn’t I say that in the river of fate, I saw a group of children? Although physically weaker than the Witch Tribe children, they could make up for it through the practice of Martial Techniques. And these children, possessing souls, could also cultivate Divine Skills of Taoism; could it be that those children..."

The Ancestor Witches hearing this, their eyes glittering, gazed eagerly at the baby scrambling on the stone table, almost as if they wanted to devour the child whole.

Di Jiang looked more and more delighted, whispering softly to himself, "Yes, that’s it! This infant may seem frail, yet the Witch Tribe bloodline within is rather pure, only temporarily hidden inside. Coupled with the fact that this Human Clan has an Innate Taoist Body, with a body formed from the life-filled Nine Heavens Breath Soil. With such physique plus the Witch Tribe bloodline, they could surely become the main force of our Witch Tribe!"

"Hehe, hahaha! Truly, the Heavenly Dao blesses our Witch Tribe!"

The Ancestor Witches were excited, their faces flushed red with elation, hopping around in a frenzy, venting the joy in their hearts.

But the Heaven and Earth Taoist was in a great dilemma. Should the Witch Tribe and the Human Clan largely intermarry after this, the Human Clan, as the eternal protagonists of the Primordial Land, would certainly usurp the Qi Fortune of the Witch Tribe for themselves. Although the Witch Tribe could blend a portion of the Human Clan’s Qi Fortune and enhance their tribe’s fertility, they would ultimately lose a great deal of Qi Fortune. Thus, with the give and take, the Witch Tribe would inevitably be replaced by the Human Clan. This was an inevitable conclusion!

The Demon Race was in the same situation. Lady Nuwa’s creation of the Human Race had achieved a Saint Position for the Demon Race through Heavenly Dao. Naturally, Nuwa was able to partake in the Demon Race’s Qi Fortune, and through her, the Human Clan could draw from or even usurp the Demon Race’s Qi Fortune. Putting two and two together, the Human Clan’s eternal protagonist status on the Primordial Land was as good as confirmed!

From then on, with the mass intermarriage between the Witch Tribe and the Human Clan, "Witches" as the most important members of the Witch Tribe, officially stepped onto the stage of Primordial history!

Meanwhile, Li Qingming, who was racing through the Chaos Channel, encountered some trouble.

Originally, Li Qingming, who was extremely familiar with this channel, had never expected that, within the short span of a month, this channel would undergo such drastic changes.

The Chaos Channel, filled with Chaos Qi, no longer held its loneliness and darkness. When Li Qingming first stepped into the corridor, he thought he had taken the wrong direction. The entire corridor shone like the stars; melodious celestial music leisurely reached his ears, golden ripples swept out, continually spreading in all directions. The Chaos Corridor, inscribed with Tao Runes, exuded a mysterious aura everywhere.

Anxious to return home, Li Qingming released his Primordial Spirit and contacted his Three Corpse Body. After confirming that the direction was correct, he didn’t care for anything else and dashed forward at top speed.

The dazzling Chaos Channel along the way, with its fragmented islets floating blankly in the void, seemed to have been there since ancient times. Hazy shadows, nearly non-existent, drifted about the islets, looking ferocious and mad. Like immortal Saints resonating with the Great Dao, their heavenly music was deafening, their formidable presence already of sub-saint cultivation.

Li Qingming suddenly felt a chill down his spine. If these shadows were tangible, even the thickest Chaos Crystal Wall would not withstand their incessant bombardment. Moreover, given the multitude of these shadows, even a Saint would need to tread carefully to avoid disaster.

Just as Li Qingming felt the connection with his Three Corpse Body drawing nearer, darkness suddenly fell before him. A massive blood-red hand fiercely swatted towards him, bringing with it an overwhelming stench of blood, and a surging bloody sea roiling tumultuously.

"Hmm?" Li Qingming’s eyes narrowed, his power surged, and his Blood Qi roared as he fiercely confronted the hand.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, unleashing a brilliant light, and in that instant, the area was torn apart and completely shattered.

It was only then that the owner of the hand finally made an appearance – a creature with the head of a crocodile and the body of ginseng, measuring about ten feet long. Its body was covered with green scales, and its wide-open mouth was filled with sharp teeth that clinked threateningly. It was a life-sized, upright crocodile beast.

The crocodile beast was surging with robust Blood Qi, its presence overwhelming, likely no less than that of Saint cultivation. At this moment, it was staring at Li Qingming with bloodshot eyes, its blood-colored palm continuously swinging, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.

Li Qingming was puzzled; what kind of strange things had happened in this channel? Not to mention the Exotic Beast shadows, but this crocodile beast in front of him was extremely tricky to deal with.

"Damn it!" Li Qingming cursed softly and swiftly struck out. The purple Bitter Bamboo Spear once again appeared, radiating strands of divine light, directly thrusting at the crocodile beast.

The crocodile beast roared furiously, with a sudden blaze of ferocity in its eyes. Streams of blood-red Qi emanated from its body, swiftly wrapping around the beast. The giant crocodile phantom floating above the crocodile beast’s head.

"Roar!"

The crocodile swung its tail wildly at Li Qingming.

The thick, mountain-like tail, glowing with a blood-red light, shattered the space of the corridor and smashed towards Li Qingming with supreme might.

"Cling!"

A sharp clashing of metal emerged abruptly. Li Qingming’s spear, capable of piercing a Saint who had just entered the Saint Realm, merely produced a clang when it hit the tail of the crocodile, without severing it.

This crocodile beast seemed utterly incomprehensible, its crimson eyes harboring cold and merciless intent. Suddenly, the crocodile phantom extended a sharp claw, effortlessly smashing the surrounding islets, cleaving through the corridor, and slashing down! Throughout this process, boundless howling spirits and a storm of blood echoed. It seemed as if thousands of bones emerged, turning the space within hundreds of meters around the corridor into a chaotic scene of a Slaughterhouse, with corpses strewn about, giving an impression of desolation.

Li Qingming was infuriated; this creature was just too incomprehensible. It attacked him out of nowhere, and every strike was lethal. If he didn’t fully unleash his power now, even this insignificant creature would defy the heavens!(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)