Witch Wind

Chapter 373 The Divine Calculation Within a Well (Part 2)

A long time, a long time.

The jackal-headed god, having reclaimed all life, stood up with a smile on his face.

He looked down at Xing Tianli, pondered for a while, took out a strange crystal that was black and white, about the size of a water vat, and had a pattern like agate, and flicked it into his purple robe.

His hands, burning with black-gold flames, slowly brushed against the purple robe.

Then, the purple-robed Daoist robe burst forth with dazzling light, and within the original purple aura, strange black and white lights flickered. This crystal was clearly a primordial object naturally imbued with the power of Yin and Yang. No one knew where it had obtained it; the quality of this crystal was far beyond what Xing Tianli dared to fathom.

The black-gold divine flames burned fiercely, and the purple-sashed Daoist robe continuously fused with the crystal, its grade rapidly increasing.

Soon, just like the Tower of Creation, the Purple Ribbon Daoist Robe was upgraded to the level of a high-grade innate spiritual treasure, which is the limit that Xing Tianli can barely control at present.

His gaze then fell upon the Heavenly Bamboo: "Hmm, that big thing inside is quite a treasure, but it's a bit too heavy. You're using it as a sword? Then a sword shouldn't be this heavy... or rather, it shouldn't be this heavy until you have enough strength."

The Jackal-Headed God gave a deep shout, took out a blue crystal surrounded by swirling winds, and flicked it into the Heavenly Bamboo.

A swirling black-gold divine flame enveloped the bamboo, and wisps of gentle breeze emerged from within. Strands of azure Dao patterns rapidly meandered, gradually merging into the twenty-four blood-red talismans. The spine of the Great Yaksha within the bamboo was also rapidly being forged.

The grade of the Heavenly Bamboo has been upgraded to the superior grade of innate spiritual treasure.

Its weight, when all auxiliary restrictions were removed, reached a terrifying ten billion yojanas—such a terrifying weight, after activating the power of the wind crystal into which it was integrated, immediately weakened to the size of a goose feather.

Light or heavy as you wish, large or small as you like.

The weight of ten billion Yao means that if Xing Tian Li were to throw the Tongtian Miaozhu and then cancel the wind restriction, its destructive power would be unimaginable if it hit the target.

Of course, the Heavenly Bamboo is not meant to be used to smash people.

The Jackal-Headed Outer God took out an Earth Crystal and a Wind Crystal, and integrated them into the Heavenly Seal.

Thus, the Tongtian Seal, which was personally crafted by Xingtian Carp and weighed 50,000 yao, also underwent a tremendous change. Its grade and speed were improved, and it also became as light and heavy as it pleased, and its size could be adjusted at will.

The Heavenly Seal was originally designed for smashing people, and this earth crystal was incredibly heavy. When Xing Tianli removed all the lightness restrictions and released the weight of the Heavenly Seal with all his might, its weight reached a level that deeply terrified Xing Tianli: 36 billion yao.

If a normal cultivator reaches the pinnacle of the Great Luo realm, their body will have undergone countless refinements of the Great Dao and been nurtured by the laws for tens of millions of years, naturally resulting in a physical strength of one hundred million stars.

As for body cultivators in the Great Luo realm... due to differences in bloodline, clan, cultivation method, resources, and aptitude, their physical strength when they reach the pinnacle of the Great Luo realm may range from tens of billions to trillions of luminaries.

The current Tongtian Seal weighs up to 36 billion yao. For a body cultivator at the peak of the Great Luo realm, this weight may seem insignificant... However, once combined with Xing Tianli's gravity-distorting divine power and array formations, along with his many other auxiliary divine powers, the power of a single strike from the Tongtian Seal... even the strongest body cultivator at the peak of the Great Luo realm would be struck and their body would shatter, resulting in instant death!
In other words, Xing Tianli, now relying on the power of magic weapons, can sweep away all powerful enemies in the Great Luo Realm.

In fact, when Xing Tianli pushes it to its limit, even an ordinary quasi-saint would be in danger of his physical body shattering if struck on the head by the Tongtian Seal.

Sweeping through opponents of the same level and challenging those of higher levels—that is the very meaning of the existence of magical artifacts!

The transformation of the Jackal-Headed Outer God is still ongoing.

The Heavenly Spirit Banner was also greatly enhanced. It significantly improved the fusion degree between the Heavenly Spirit Banner and the innate supreme treasure-level long tongue, thus making the Heavenly Spirit Banner a superior innate spiritual treasure.

All the great yakshas within the Heavenly Spirit Banner simultaneously broke through a minor rank in their cultivation.

The Jackal-Headed Outer God then took out a roughly circular, black-gold pool filled with viscous, black-gold yin energy. This pool was integrated into the Heavenly Spirit Banner, thus creating a new ocean within the banner—a million-mile-diameter, thousand-mile-deep, vast and boundless, filled with surging, primordial yin energy.

The jackal-headed deity possesses divine authority over death, graves, the sanctuary of death, and the ruler of the underworld. In His mother world, a strange entity similar to the eighteen levels of the underworld was also conceived in the darkness.

When the world collapsed and He fled with His seventy-two servants, He took with him the core essence of the underworld—this pool of death.

In His mother world, according to the natural order of the universe, all dead souls are cleansed in this pool of death. The guilty are condemned to hell, while the innocent are reborn in the human world after all their memories are erased. Souls with great merit receive blessings from heaven and earth in this pool, their bodies are solidified, and they are transformed into lower-level deities serving in the underworld.

This is a divine pool with the power of creation.

Countless giant yakshas eagerly jumped into this divine pool, which spanned millions of miles, and soaked comfortably in it.

Strands of incredibly pure Netherworld elixir, imbued with wondrous creative power and sharing the same origin as these massive yakshas, ​​gently enveloped these enormous beings. Tiny bubbles seeped from their bodies, slowly rising upwards. And so, these yakshas began a rapid, visible evolution.

Their true nature is the power of death. They assisted Xing Tianli in forging the Great Yaksha Star Heavenly Dao, thus gaining the power of creation, strengthening their physical bodies, and advancing to the unprecedented race of Great Yakshas.

At this moment, faint black-gold patterns slowly formed on their bodies.

Beyond the yin and ghostly energy, the four elemental forces of earth, water, fire, and wind—the four yin-oriented elemental forces—quietly emerged. Yin wind, nether earth, stagnant water, ghost fire… the yin-attribute energy states of the four elemental forces of earth, water, fire, and wind are even more terrifying in their destructive power, possessing many incredible abilities.

Their physical bodies are also rapidly strengthening.

After all, the status of this divine pool is ridiculously high. Only a saint, and an extremely powerful saint at that, can barely use it.

The Jackal-Headed Outer God was the original owner of this divine pool. He voluntarily integrated this divine pool into the Heavenly Spirit Banner. With his original owner's supervision, this divine pool became so obedient.

Without the Jackal-Headed Outer God, the moment the Heavenly Spirit Banner entered the divine pool, it would have been devoured and torn apart by Him. Even the billions of Yakshas would have become His nourishment, and none of them would have been able to escape.

Amidst a deep roar, the seventy-two Great Luo Ghost Venerables cheered in unison.

Their cultivation was the strongest and their realm the highest, so they also received the greatest benefits from this divine pool. In just a few breaths, a thoroughfare leading directly to the Quasi-Saint level appeared before them. They frantically absorbed the divine liquid, breaking through to the Quasi-Saint level little by little.

The Jackal-Headed Outer God did not help them break through.

He knew very well that helping these magical artifacts break through their ranks greatly saved Xing Tian Li's time... The artifacts didn't matter... but these great yakshas, ​​they had already been transformed by Xing Tian Li into a brand new race, and they could already be considered intelligent beings.

While external resources can be provided for the cultivation and breakthroughs of intelligent beings, how they achieve those breakthroughs ultimately depends on their own efforts. Forcing growth is simply not advisable.

Xing Tianli watched the actions of the jackal-headed god quietly, without offering any advice.

It's no use trying to dissuade them.

Even after all the treasures in Xing Tianli's body have been greatly enhanced, there are still a huge amount of benefits remaining in these treasures that haven't been digested yet—this can only be catalyzed by Xing Tianli himself when his cultivation level improves in the future.

"Alright, I'm leaving." The Jackal-Headed Outer God picked up his snake-headed scepter and said to Xing Tianli with a big smile, "I'm leaving... When I was robbing those worlds and plundering the Black Abyss for resources, I passed by an inconspicuous little world."

A hint of gentleness flickered in the jackal's deep green eyes: "That cannot be called a world, but only a lonely floating continent... It is not large, only a hundred billion miles in circumference, and its origin is not strong. The strongest native creatures are only at the Golden Immortal Realm."

"But there, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the scenery is extremely beautiful. These little guys must be very happy and enjoy themselves there when they raise their young... What's best is that there are still some deserts and Gobi on the edge of that little world. I'm used to living in the desert, and I'm really not used to not seeing the yellow sand flying everywhere."

"So, I'm going to stay there."

"Of course, I will have my people live in harmony with the natives of that world. The natives of that world haven't developed yet; their total population is only around a billion. I'll give them some benefits and get them to give me some territory, no problem at all." The jackal-headed exogod grinned, his two long canines gleaming with a chilling white light: "Of course, if they refuse... cough, of course I don't want the collapse of my mother world to happen to someone else... but if they insist on refusing, then I'll just have to keep them captive."

"However, everything will definitely go smoothly."

"If you miss me in the future, go there to find me... If you encounter anything unhappy, go there to find me... If anything good happens, remember to send me a letter, and I will be in that little world, toasting you with the fine wine I made myself."

The jackal-headed god laughed loudly: "You should know that among my divine powers, there is another divine power: the first winemaker in the world. I am a master wine connoisseur. No matter what fruit or crop, in my hands, I can brew it into a superb wine!"

Just as she was about to die, the three women, Liuluan, woke up.

Upon hearing what the jackal-headed god said, they all widened their eyes and stared intently at him.

Looking into the three girls' bright, staring eyes, Jackal Head God laughed and said, "Interesting, interesting. I haven't been this happy in many years... These three little girls are actually three drunkards, hahaha, so interesting... I thought only us grown men were heavy drinkers."

He raised his head and said with great reminiscence, "Ah, back then, my kin had three kings who were as close as brothers. But at a court banquet, they got drunk and started fighting each other, which turned into the Three-Colored Rose War that lasted for a hundred years... Oh, how interesting those little guys were."

He shook his head, waved his hand, and threw a silk pouch into Xing Tianli's hand.

"This is the last bit of what I had left when I escaped from the destroyed mother world... But it doesn't matter. When we get to that little world, I will have my children plant endless vineyards, countless melons, countless barleys, wheat and other crops... I will personally brew more and better wines."

"I will prepare the finest wine, the best roast meat, and the best fruits and snacks, waiting for your arrival!"

The jackal-headed deity raised his snake-headed scepter and gently tapped the tip of the scepter on Xing Tianli's shoulder. He chanted a mysterious incantation in a low voice, bestowing blessings upon Xing Tianli and his companions one by one, then laughed and quickly left.

Xing Tianli weighed the brocade pouch in his hand, which felt as light as a goose feather.

He opened the brocade pouch and glanced inside—it was a space a million miles in circumference, densely packed with huge earthenware jars, each about ten feet tall and two or three feet thick, decorated with black and gold patterns and various roses, poisonous insects, snakes, birds, and beasts.

The jars were filled with all sorts of fine wines.

Some fine wines possess an exceptionally rich spiritual essence and have been stored for an excessively long time, transforming from liquid wine into a crystal-clear, trembling, exquisite wine paste, resembling a jelly.

Within a radius of millions of miles, there is nothing but such fine wine.

A small portion of the wine had already entered the category of 'innate spiritual objects'... Even if Xing Tianli had analyzed all their mysteries, it would be difficult to replicate them with his current cultivation level.

For any serious alcoholic, this is a treasure trove that can drive them mad.

Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.

Xing Tianli put away the brocade pouch, turned around and looked at the departing figure of the Jackal-Headed Outer God, and could only pray that He and His kin would have good weather and peaceful generations to come.

From within the octagonal well, a voice devoid of any distinctive features or characteristics rang out calmly: "You've given me so many chips, and you want to know who the enemy that destroyed your mother world is... I haven't given you the answer yet."

The jackal-headed god raised his left hand and shook it gently: "It's no longer important. Now I only want my people, my children, to multiply and thrive, to live in peace and prosperity... Revenge and such... are not important for now."

"Perhaps, many years from now, I will remember the hatred I once felt, and I will come back to find you."

"But by then, my children will surely have enough ability to protect themselves, and I will no longer need to worry about their survival and reproduction. I may come to find you again."

"But now, I can't wait to take them to build a new home, get married, pair up, and have babies."

The jackal-headed god laughed wildly. Such a high-ranking being actually let out a joyful howl and suddenly pounced on the ground, like a happy little hyena, rolling around a dozen times with a 'gurgling' sound.

The voice from the well suddenly stopped. After a moment of silence, it murmured, "According to my rules, if the transaction fails to be completed due to the customer's fault, I can return half of these chips to you."

The Jackal-Headed Outer God shook his head and swayed his hips as he left, shouting without looking back, "It's alright, I'll treat you to some wine... Hey, anyway, it was easy to get, all stolen, so I don't care."

"Hey, I wouldn't give you my most treasured possessions... These chips were stolen, but they're yours for the taking. Eat well... You've been sitting in that deep ditch all year, be careful not to catch rheumatism!"

The jackal-headed god laughed wildly, but the laughter quickly faded into the distance as he disappeared without a trace.

Xing Tianli blinked his eyes, cough, be careful of rheumatism?
That's right. With an octagonal well like that, who would stay in it all day? You'd be lucky to avoid getting rheumatism and colds.

He walked slowly toward the octagonal well and said in a deep voice, "Master of divination, then why did you lead me here?"

From within the octagonal well, the calm voice chuckled; "How amusing. You have legs, so even if I gave you directions, if you didn't want to come, did I send someone to kidnap you?"

Xing Tianli stood by the well's railing and said in a deep voice, "You guided the Tarot people, and now they've all become my slaves... Your guidance seems a bit unreliable."

The fortune teller laughed again: "Can you blame me? They had nothing, they stepped into the Black Abyss, and came to me crying and sobbing..."

Xing Tianli asked in surprise, "They had nothing with them, yet they still managed to get in here and find you?"

The fortune teller sighed: "They have nothing of value, so their only bargaining chip is the fortune of their clan... I have harvested the fortune of the entire Tarot clan, the fortune of a future eon..."

Xing Tianli suddenly realized.

You harvested someone else's luck, no wonder the Tarot reader is so unlucky. He went to the Yaksha Star for revenge, only to run into Xing Tian Li's hand. Sure enough, without luck, you can only be as unlucky as you can be.

"For the next great eon, they will be the most devoted subordinate races under your command, and all their wisdom will be at your disposal... This is a race with great potential in terms of wisdom and technology, and they are very valuable... aren't they?"

The fortune teller's laughter was very gentle.

Xing Tianli was speechless. He always felt that the Tarot people had been tricked by this bad guy.

But now that we are here...

He looked down and peered into the well.

The bottom of the well was very clean and tidy, without a drop of water. Instead, it was covered with a layer of fine, silvery grass. A frog, about the size of a normal human, plump and strong, wearing thick reading glasses and smoking a cigarette, was sitting on the grass, holding a copy of the Analects of Confucius and swaying its head.

Xing Tianli's eyes widened.

Is a frog in a well reading the Analects of Confucius really a diviner?

Uh, no.

What I was seeing was another distortion of my senses by this guy's supernatural powers—this scene was truly absurd.

(End of this chapter)