The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

At this moment, a person stepped forward, but it was not the resourceful Ji Meng. It was Kunpeng. He slowly spoke, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, the reason why my demon race is no match for the witch race is because the opponent's 'Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' is extremely powerful. However, it is not without its flaws. This formation requires the 'Twelve Ancestral Witches' to set it up."

Everyone knew what Kunpeng was saying, but only a few people in the hall understood the emphasis he placed on the phrase "Twelve Ancestral Witches," and many of them had their eyes light up. Dijun, as the Demon Emperor, was naturally intelligent and understood Kunpeng's meaning. He said:

"What specific methods does the Demon Master have to prevent the Twelve Ancestral Witches from forming their array?"

Kunpeng clasped his hands in a fist salute to the sky again, “Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches appear to be one, Zhurong and Gonggong often cause trouble and sometimes even fight each other. We can devise a plan against these two.”

Upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Dijun nodded in satisfaction. He was also familiar with the matter of Zhurong and Gonggong. However, he couldn't think of anything at the moment, so he asked, "Does the Demon Master intend to sow discord between the two so that we can reap the benefits?"

Seeing Kunpeng nod, Dijun said, "I wonder who is willing to take on this important task?" After looking around, he saw that no one stepped forward, which made Dijun's face very ugly.

Actually, you can't blame them. Going to stir up trouble in the witch tribe is a risky business if it succeeds, but if they get caught, they could die. Nobody's stupid enough to willingly take on such a dangerous mission.

Finally, Ji Meng stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, only the Demon Saint Bai Ze can accomplish this task. Bai Ze possesses the ability to know the past and the future, and is skilled in transformation." After saying this, he withdrew at the appropriate time.

Bai Ze glared at Ji Meng when he heard him recommend him. However, he also knew that he was the most suitable person to do this, so he immediately stepped forward and said helplessly, "I am willing to take on this important task."

After hearing this, Di Jun said, "Bai Ze Demon Saint, there is no need to worry. I obtained a spiritual treasure on the Treasure Dividing Rock. Although it is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, it can conceal your aura, so you will no longer have any worries."

With a wave of his hand, a small flag fell into Bai Ze's hand. "This treasure is called the 'Heavenly Flower Falling Flag'. It can conceal one's aura and obscure the secrets of heaven. No one below the Quasi-Saint level can detect it."

Bai Ze accepted the treasure with a delighted expression. Although those with cultivation levels above Quasi-Saint could recognize him, his trip to the Witch Clan was not intended to fight them. As long as he stirred up trouble while Zhu Rong and Gong Gong were not in the tribe, no one would notice.

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Meanwhile, the Wu tribe, residing on the primordial land, remained unaware of the conspiracy that was about to befall them. At this time, the Wu tribe continued with whatever they had been doing, showing no concern whatsoever about the future war between the Wu and the Demons.

It was initially thought that after Nuwa attained sainthood, she would take action against the Wu tribe. However, after a thousand years passed without any apparent action from her, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gradually became reassured, though they did not understand the reason behind it.

However, as long as the sages did not interfere in the affairs of the witches and demons, the ancestral witches were not as concerned about the development of the demon race as before. As a result, they gradually stopped suppressing the demon race on the prehistoric land.

Inside the Pangu Temple on the northern slope of the primordial wilderness.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were all among them. The rapid development of the human race over the past thousand years had been observed by the Witch Clan. However, they were not worried about the human race, as the human race was also not very friendly towards the demon race.

Dijiang, as the eldest brother, spoke first, "Brothers and sisters, what are your thoughts on the affairs of the human race?"

Upon hearing Dijiang's words, Houtu stepped forward and said, "I believe that the Wu tribe can intermarry with the human tribe, which can solve our tribe's shortage of numbers and also gain a powerful ally."

Like the Witch Clan, the Human Clan also consumed the Demon Clan. This fostered a sense of kinship among them. Furthermore, since the Human Clan was created by Nuwa, it was believed that the Demon Clan would not oppress them. In addition, there was the protection of the Blood Sea Northern Underworld Daoist.

From the dawn of humanity to the present day, the human and witch races have rarely clashed. On the contrary, many witches have maintained friendly relations with humans, even producing offspring. Although these newly emerged human witches appear human, their bloodlines allow them to rapidly cultivate the witch race's body-refining techniques, giving the Twelve Ancestral Witches an opportunity to strengthen their race.

Zhu Jiuyin echoed, "What my little sister said makes sense. We can go to the Netherworld Blood Sea to meet Fellow Daoist Beiming and discuss the matter of intermarriage between the Witch Clan and the Human Clan. After all, the other party is a Holy Master of the Human Clan."

Although the Witch Clan is powerful now, their numbers are few. The Blood Pool in the Pangu Palace can no longer produce members of the Witch Clan, so everyone is overjoyed to see this new method.

Thousands of years later, when a great war breaks out with the demon race, not to mention Beiming, even Nuwa would likely find it difficult to intervene. After all, the human race was created by them, and as the Holy Mother of Humanity, she probably wouldn't help the demon race, would she?

"Alright, let's do as Second Brother says. Let's go and discuss it with Bei Ming first."

Blood Sea, on Xiaoyao Island.

At this moment, Mosquito Daoist sat in the pavilion, with Lu Er standing in front of him. After a thousand years, Mosquito Daoist had finally raised his body refinement cultivation to the peak of Quasi-Saint. However, to advance further, the time would likely be far beyond what could be measured in years. Just then, Lu Er finished absorbing the Yellow Plum, and Mosquito Daoist emerged from seclusion.

At present, Lu Er has comprehended the fourth level of both the Law of Space and the Law of War. Furthermore, he has used the 'Eastern Azure Lotus Treasure Banner' and the 'Universe Ruler' to sever his two corpses, one good and one evil, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint. Although it is unknown why his obsession corpse is still unclear, such things cannot be rushed; one can only wait for the right opportunity.

Seeing that even his disciple had reached the quasi-saint level, Mosquito Daoist was quite satisfied. The reason the two were here was because of the words of Emperor Donghua. Just as they were about to speak, they suddenly felt the Blood Sea Formation being activated.

After a brief moment of sensing, he said to Lu Er, "Disciple, go and lure the people from beyond the Blood Sea in. We'll discuss the rest later." Lu Er bowed and agreed, then flew away. Before long, the three of them followed Lu Er to Xiaoyao Island.

Mosquito Taoist recognized all three of them: Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and Houtu.

Of the twelve Ancestral Witches, only Zhujiuyin and Houtu were eloquent, and Dijiang was also a man of keen insight. Only these three Ancestral Witches came to the Blood Sea this time. Upon entering Xiaoyao Island, the three were first surprised by the scenery. Then Dijiang said:

"Fellow Daoist Beiming, it has been many years since we last met. You only come here today because you have a special purpose. I never expected that your disciple has already reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint. It truly makes us feel ashamed." Dijiang and the other two could naturally see Lu Er's cultivation level. They did not expect the Blood Sea to be so extraordinary, which made Dijiang very polite.

Mosquito Taoist didn't know the other party's purpose, but it didn't seem to be anything bad, so he said, "Fellow Daoists, please don't stand on ceremony. Speak your mind." As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand. A teapot flew out and filled a cup for each of them.

The Wu tribe members were straightforward people, and after drinking a cup of tea, Di Jiang said directly, "The reason I've come is to discuss matters concerning the human race with you, fellow Daoist. We wish to encourage intermarriage between the Wu tribe and the human race. I wonder if you have any thoughts on this?"