Witch Wind

Chapter 371 Forced Purchase and Sale (Part 2)

Deep within the Black Abyss Market, past a haphazard collection of makeshift shacks, Xing Tianli and his companions walked briskly amidst the terrified gazes of countless strange creatures.

These terrified gazes were clearly not directed at Xing Tianli and his companions, but at the wisp of black light that had led the way.

The group walked for a long time, following the crisscrossing streets, turning countless corners, and even going up and down countless times. The streets of Black Abyss Market were like a three-dimensional ball of hemp thread, truly baffling to the eye.

Thus, in the most densely packed, chaotic area of ​​the buildings ahead, a small, octagonal well suddenly appeared.

It was the kind of octagonal well that Xing Tianli was most familiar with, built by a wealthy family in the Jiangnan water towns. There was a well next to it with a new hemp rope wrapped around it, and a brand new wooden bucket was placed on the railing.

Xing Tianli, Liuluan, and the other two women all stopped in their tracks.

In this godforsaken place, the sudden appearance of such a well is clearly quite unusual.

Xing Tianli suddenly realized that this was probably another strange and unpredictable supernatural power. The master here had distorted certain laws, making what Xing Tianli saw something similar to what he was most familiar with.

So, this wasn't originally a well, but rather a large pit that resembled one.
A jackal-headed deity, clad in black and gold striped armor, holding a snake-headed scepter, standing about six zhang tall but with a waist as thin as a chopstick, stood beside the well curb, looking down at the movements inside.

Hearing the footsteps of Xing Tianli and the others, the jackal-headed deity slowly turned around, his dark green eyes flashing with an eerie light.

Xing Tianli and the others were momentarily disoriented.

From the gaze of this jackal-headed outward god, they seemed to see the creation of heaven and earth, the birth of nebulae, and countless stars colliding with each other, exploding into countless stars and giving birth to countless lives in the vast dimension of trillions of light-years.

Then, a strange object, almost identical to the serpent-headed scepter in the hand of the jackal-headed outlander, was born from the most primordial stardust eruption point. A strange creature emerged from the scepter little by little.

He stood on a black and gold pyramid and let out a deep, long roar.

With his long howl, life was born on countless newly formed stars amidst the boundless stardust. The four elemental forces of earth, water, fire, and wind surged and vibrated, giving rise to flowers, trees, deserts, hills, grasslands, and Gobi deserts. Countless intelligent races with jackal heads, just like Him, evolved and emerged on these stars at almost the same time.

A terrifyingly powerful civilization was born.

Then, this civilization vanished.

Less than ten thousand years after its birth, before it even embarked on its journey of exploration, this civilization vanished in its most tender, youthful, and vibrant early stages.

A massive, black scythe, spanning trillions of light-years, swept across the vast, boundless expanse of stardust with effortless grace. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of light-years of stardust vanished; in the blink of an eye, trillions upon trillions of stars, each teeming with life, were reduced to wisps of tiny smoke.

Harvest everything, slaughter all things.

When the giant scythe disappeared, this once vibrant starry sky became a pure vacuum, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

Only at the edge of the stardust, panting heavily, did He stand atop the accompanying spiritual pyramid, leading dozens of loyal Outer God servants, and escape at the last moment… Then, He wandered through the starry sky, frantically searching for the origin of that all-destroying black scythe…

He searched for many years, but to no avail.

Then, he heard about the existence of the 'Black Abyss'. On a whim, he casually plundered several star fields and, with his servants, arrived at the Black Abyss.

In just a glance, this seemingly cold and aloof jackal-headed alien god explained in detail his origins, his background, and the reasons for his arrival in the Black Abyss.

Xing Tianli looked at this guy with extreme surprise.

Are you out of your mind?

Why would someone who doesn't know another person reveal all their secrets upon first meeting?

The jackal-headed deity's voice, extremely cold and hard yet filled with weariness, rang out: "The rule of the astrologer is that no next guest will appear until the previous guest has left... This is also His rule."

“I haven’t left yet, but He made an exception and brought you here. There must be something about you that He values.”

"You either come from an extraordinary background."

"You will either have an extraordinary future."

"In any case, if you can help me find the great scythe that destroyed everything I had, then I will owe you a favor." The Jackal-Headed God sighed softly: "Although I don't understand why someone as insignificant as you would be favored by the mysterious and unpredictable fortune teller, it is still a glimmer of hope."

Xing Tianli was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Are you going to seek revenge on Him?"

The jackal-headed god slowly nodded: "Otherwise what? What is the meaning of my existence? I have nothing left, everything I had has been destroyed. I will find Him, ask Him clearly, and then kill Him... or... be killed by Him."

The words of the jackal-headed god contained a strong sense of death.

Clearly, He was well aware that if He found the true form of that large black scythe... He would most likely be the one to die.

Xing Tianli licked his lips. This guy's bleak and negative tone made him very uncomfortable. He said in a deep voice, "But you are such a great life, and your future holds even more possibilities."

“There are no more possibilities.” The Jackal-Headed God smiled bitterly: “My clan, my descendants, have been completely destroyed. Now, only those seventy-two lucky little ones are with me.”

"But they were all males, not a single female... My clan, my descendants, utterly wiped out..."

Xing Tianli blinked his eyes.

He stared in astonishment at the jackal-headed deity—you are a sage who was born from such a vast world, the creator of the world, the sage Pangu and the great yaksha, all of whom perished completely because they failed to prove the Dao by force…and you, you are still standing here unharmed…you who are so great, have you ever heard the story of taking a rib from a man, creating a wife for him, and then having children and multiplying into a huge race?

They only need one rib, hey.

Your seventy-two servants, at least a thousand ribs could be extracted from them, right?

You say that all the females in your clan have been killed, so your clan has been destroyed?

Uh.

Xing Tianli stared at the jackal-headed outer god in utter astonishment. After a moment of contemplation, he extended a hand toward this powerful being: "Would you mind if I felt your power?"

The Jackal-Headed Outer God nodded indifferently. He gently raised the snake-headed scepter in his hand, and a wisp of deep yellow wind, carrying countless yellow, red, blue, and cyan light spots, burst forth with a piercing whistle, slowly flying towards Xing Tianli.

Xing Tianli carefully caught this wisp of energy.

The power of the wind.

Earth, water, fire, and wind—the four elements are combined in perfect balance, resulting in power, equilibrium, order, and a solidified hierarchy… This is the power of this jackal-headed outer god. From these powers, other branching attributes have also emerged.

From the branches of power attributes, Xing Tianli saw the sun in the flames; from the sun, light was derived; from light and earth, the moon was derived; the alternation of sun and moon gave rise to darkness and shadow; the deathly stillness of darkness and shadow, combined with the weight of the earth's depths, created the place of death and rest...

When earth, water, fire, and wind combine, wisps of life emerge.

These wisps of life force are not powerful. In other words, compared to the terrifying power possessed by the jackal-headed outer god, if the source of his power is a boundless ocean, then this wisp of life force is just a small stream in that ocean.

Therefore, Xing Tianli saw the oasis dotting the boundless desert.

He saw that the surging river and the desert coexisted, with a narrow valley between them, nourishing a small green space.

He witnessed the proliferation of races, the intelligent races, those with jackal heads, whose numbers were small, reproduction was quite difficult, and survival was not easy... In contrast, those strange and unusual insects, venomous snakes, scorpions, and so on, which were of lower life levels but had strong vitality, thrived and were quite numerous.

Thus, this intelligent race with jackal heads developed a strange cultivation system.

They primarily practiced physical cultivation and insect-based techniques, developing a unique civilization that was extremely mystical and even carried a somewhat eerie aura.

They even achieved a high level of expertise in flesh and blood modification. For example, scorpion people, snake people, crocodile people, and so on were all strange offshoots created through various experiments and explorations on prisoners. For a time, these offshoots were quite popular.

Because of their strong vitality and astonishing combat power, their need for survival resources is minimal. They are the best warriors, and their natural lifespan is much longer than that of the primitive descendants of the Jackal-headed intelligent race...

For two or three thousand years, these modified branch races shone brightly in their history.

It is a new civilization full of vitality and countless possibilities.

Unfortunately, an enormous black scythe destroyed everything.

Xing Tianli sighed. He looked at the jackal-headed outer god, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously stated his conditions: "If you are willing to give me some of your essence blood, give me some of your flesh and blood..."

The jackal-headed god looked at Xing Tianli with great interest: "Although I am heartbroken and have not been angry for many years, your words still make me want to smash you to death with my scepter... Little guy, are you trying to use a blood curse on me?"

"Although I look down on such unorthodox tricks, for a time, blood curse techniques were quite popular among my clan. I spoiled them and helped them perfect some of the powerful blood curse techniques. I also learned quite a bit myself."

"Hmm, even if I know nothing about blood curses, with your power, even if you possess my life essence and flesh, your blood curses cannot shake even a single cell of mine!"

The Jackal-Headed God chuckled faintly and shook his head: "You, just wait. I'm waiting for the Celestial Calculator's reply. Your request is too rude. I will not grant your request... You yourself have already entered the realm of gathering all cause and effect and severing all external ties. You should know that beings like us will not easily let even a single hair slip out."

Xing Tianli sighed.

He took out the Tower of Creation, and with a flick of his finger, he cut off a small piece of flesh and a drop of essence from the exposed fat of Black Hyena's waist.

Xing Tianli stuffed this piece of flesh and a drop of blood into the Tower of Creation.

A few breaths later, a hundred pairs of fat, pig-headed children emerged from the eerie light emanating from the Tower of Creation. Their eyes were vacant, clearly indicating that no divine souls had entered them, but their bodies were unmistakably alive!
They are alive and well.

When you touch your skin with your fingers, your skin has a temperature.

When you press your fingers to feel your pulse, you can feel blood flowing in the blood vessels.

I put my ear close to my chest and listened carefully; my heart was beating joyfully.

Their internal organs were also moving happily and actively... including the organs in their bodies used for reproduction, which were fresh, tender, and full of vitality, belonging to different genders.

Even more surprisingly, if you use high-tech genetic testing, you'll find that these hundred pairs of pig-headed babies have completely different genes and bloodline codes. If you trace their origins carefully, you'll be surprised to discover that they likely originated from the same ancestor more than a hundred generations ago.

Therefore, in terms of bloodline, they have already crossed the fifth degree of kinship, and their reproduction poses no ethical issues whatsoever.

Of course, if you know the inside story, then their marriage and procreation do indeed raise ethical issues.

Because they were all created randomly by Xing Tianli using a drop of blood and a piece of flesh from Black Lizard in the Tower of Creation, where the bloodline was regulated by the divine power of creation, and after many generations of natural evolution.

Ethical issues...

Well, this is indeed a big problem.

However, if a man can reproduce with a woman made from his own rib, then in the mythological world, this ethical issue is actually not a problem, right?

right?

Xing Tianli confidently pointed to a simple-minded little boy wiping his nose, then smiled at the dumbfounded Jackal-Headed God and said, "Take a look, sir..."

The serpent-headed scepter in the hand of the jackal-headed deity fell with a 'clatter,' causing the ground nearby to tremble slightly.

His eyes widened, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he muttered something incredulously as he walked step by step toward the group of children who were rolling and crawling all over the ground.

He stood trembling beside the children, carefully stroking their bodies as if they were priceless treasures—a dark, eerie light seeped from His body, the divine power corresponding to the two great powers of life and death, a branch of the laws derived from His control over the Great Dao.

Divine power swept over the children's bodies, examining each cell meticulously.

Furthermore, divine power transcends the cellular dimension, reaching even smaller particles to carefully assess their life activity.

That's right, these are one hundred pairs of fresh, tender bodies brimming with vitality.

Of course, they lack spirituality because Xing Tian Li did not place their souls within them.

But... that's not a problem.

Between heaven and earth, creation is boundless. If these living bodies are pregnant, their children will naturally develop innate primordial spirits, which will then transform into acquired souls.

If the Jackal-Headed Outer God were willing, He could even use His own divine soul power to nourish these physical bodies, allowing them to give birth to new, more powerful souls, comparable to the primordial beings that created the world.

"This, this!" The Jackal-Headed Outer God stared at Xing Tian Li with a twisted expression: "How did you do that? You are so weak, yet you possess such incredible supernatural powers... I can't do it. To be honest, I can't even create a blade of grass, a flower, or a tiny insect..."

"No, not just me. Over countless years, I have also wandered through many worlds. There are great worlds with foundations far greater than my mother world, those terrifying and tyrannical rulers whose power is boundless, yet who create all living beings..."

“Our power attributes dictate that we cannot do it.” The Jackal-Headed Outer God let out a soft breath: “It’s truly amazing… To be honest, if it were before, I would have gone to any lengths to seize this ability from you… But now, I no longer have that desire.”

"All I want to say is, if you can help me create a lineage that can reproduce, then I swear on the Eternal Mother River that created me, I will be your most reliable ally for all eternity!"

The jackal-headed god stretched out his hand, and with a 'plop,' his palm pierced through his own chest, pulling out a black-gold, transparent heart that was beating powerfully. He made a small cut at the tip of the heart, and a wisp of his life essence blood, so powerful and pure that even Xing Tianli would want to pounce on it and take a big bite, dripped down, transforming into a divine rune that floated in the air.

"O supreme and eternal Mother River, your child...***"

Next came a complex string of 100,000 syllables, the name of this jackal-headed outward god. He recited it word by word, taking a full half hour to finish reciting all 100,000 syllables at his pace.

"I swear here and now that if this wondrous being before me can bring my people back to life, allow them to multiply, and bring them to prosperity and ruin, and help my people rise from the brink of extinction to flourish again, he will be my eternal friend!"

“I can share everything with him.”

"my life!"

"My spirit!"

"my power!"

"Everything I have!"

The runes formed from essence and blood shattered, and an incredible power descended from the darkness, gently enveloping the jackal-headed outer god and Xing Tianli... Xing Tianli clearly felt that a strange bond had formed between himself and the jackal-headed outer god.

The vow has been fulfilled.

This strangely shaped old fellow is serious.

He is sincere!
Xingtianli couldn't describe the feeling. A primordial behemoth had, for the sake of its offspring, willingly entered into a contract with a tiny ant that was completely unfair to itself.

Tsk.

"Then, we're friends from now on." Xing Tianli smiled and extended his hand to the Jackal-Headed God.

Two hands, vastly different in size and power by hundreds of millions or trillions of times, clasped tightly together.

(End of this chapter)