Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Hou Yi is dead.
When this news reached Ye Chuanze's ears, he was only slightly surprised before returning to his usual demeanor. He had anticipated this outcome; the sun-shooting hero, revered by both the human race and the Witch Clan, ultimately could not escape the revenge of the demon clan. What he did not expect was how quickly the demons acted. Or rather, how swiftly and decisively Heavenly Empress Xihe took action.
Since ancient times, heroes have struggled to escape the allure of beautiful women. The human and witch clans, living on the same land, had long intermarried. Hou Yi married the most beautiful woman of the human race, Chang'e, who was stunning yet proud. Like all women in the world, she took pride in her beauty and deeply worried about the day when her looks would fade. It was rumored that the goddess Queen Mother of the West, residing in the Western Kunlun Mountains, possessed the Elixir of Immortality. Chang'e prayed for Hou Yi to seek out this elixir, and faced with his wife's pleas, Hou Yi eventually agreed.
After Hou Yi returned from seeking the Elixir of Immortality from Western Kunlun, he handed it to Chang'e and instructed her to consume only half. However, Hou Yi's disciple Peng Meng learned that he had obtained the elixir and took advantage of Hou Yi's absence while hunting to break into his home and force Chang'e to hand over the elixir. In the heat of their struggle, Chang'e forgot Hou Yi's instructions and swallowed the entire Elixir of Immortality. She then floated into the air and flew towards the secluded Moon Palace, far away from the mortal realm.
Seeing this, Peng Meng was alarmed. Fearing that his actions would be discovered by Hou Yi and lead to retribution, he devised a malicious plan. He deceived Hou Yi into believing that Chang'e had gone out to meet friends and had not returned. Then he tricked him into drinking poisoned tea. While Hou Yi was incapacitated by the poison, Peng Meng killed him.
Thus perished the sun-shooting hero of the Witch Clan in such a tragic manner.
Ye Chuanze sighed softly; indeed, Hou Yi was somewhat simple-minded. Such a minor scheme led to a rift between master and disciple and resulted in a broken family. Among the Primordial beings, who did not know that Heavenly Empress Xihe and Queen Mother of the West were close friends? Could it truly be that the Witch Clan was so simple-minded? As for Peng Meng, Ye Chuanze frowned; this person belonged to the human race. Had humanity already begun to harbor evil intentions?
In ancient times, people were pure-hearted; humans were diligent and kind, choosing virtuous individuals as rulers. However, as new races emerged and time passed, it was inevitable that they would become tainted by worldly evils—greed and hatred taking root in their hearts.
Ye Chuanze twirled a strand of tea leaves between his fingers before placing them into a teapot to brew a pot of clear tea, no longer dwelling on those troubling matters. Whether it was liches or humans, their fates were ultimately beyond his control. The tide of history could not be halted. He was merely a loophole in the heavenly path, breaking free from fate's shackles—swept into this ancient world by a storm of time and space after ten thousand years; he simply understood his destiny. All he could do was watch this destined history unfold while seizing any loopholes in heaven’s design to do what he could.
Ye Chuanze poured himself a cup of tea from the pot and took a light sip; its fragrance lingered on his lips. He squinted his eyes as he savored the aroma of tea.
The death of Hou Yi officially tore apart relations with the Lich Clans, igniting the War of the Lich. The Primordial Land quickly became engulfed in flames of war; shadows of death loomed over this once peaceful and prosperous land. Corpses piled upon each other on the ground, buried beneath wind and sand. Dried bloodstains marred the earth, which lost its former scent of grass and instead became saturated with a strong metallic odor.
War, bloodshed, death.
The restless souls without a place to return wandered through desolate battlefields, wailing day and night as cold winds howled around them. The mournful sound of wind swept across the land.
Ancestral Witch Houtu walked along the battlefield, unknowingly shedding tears as her heart felt something profound.
Months later, the Ancestral Witch Houtu transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
From then on, all Sentient Beings in the world were born and died with purpose, experiencing the cycle of life and death, endlessly renewing.
The beings felt Houtu's compassion, including the Sage and the Primordial powers, who all bowed and paid their respects at the place where Houtu had transcended, forever remembering her Merit.
Houtu's transcendence greatly influenced the situation of the Lich War. The Twelve Ancestor Witches' Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation had once suppressed the demon race, putting them at a disadvantage in the war. Later, Demon Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi devised a strategy to counter their enemies by using the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation against the Witch Clan's Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation.
The demon race's Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation countered the Witch Clan's Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation, reversing the tide of war, leading to a stalemate between the Lich Clans where neither side could gain an advantage over the other.
However, now that Houtu had transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, one of the Twelve Ancestor Witches was missing, making it impossible to deploy the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation. The Witch Clan found themselves unable to resist the demon race's Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation, and for a time, the demon race gained the upper hand in the war.
Ye Chuanze remained indifferent to the turmoil outside, hiding in his Cave and enjoying a brief moment of leisure.
One day, Lu Ya finished his morning lessons and came to visit Ye Chuanze.
Ye Chuanze glanced at him and noticed that he had grown taller since a few months ago, likely due to diligent training and significant progress in his cultivation. He looked pleased and said, "Today we will pause your training."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ya looked at him with confusion, not understanding why his usually strict master would suddenly show such mercy by allowing him to rest.
"I am going out today to visit a close friend; you will accompany me," Ye Chuanze said.
Only then did Lu Ya understand his intention and replied, "Yes."
Ye Chuanze was quite satisfied with Lu Ya's obedient attitude. A diligent student who listened well and did not cause trouble was increasingly pleasing to him. This disciple had many good qualities; however, his luck was somewhat lacking. Originally a favored child of heaven and a prince of the celestial realm, it was unfortunate that his father was inept and could not secure his position as Emperor of Heaven. This led him to bear the title of a fallen prince at such a young age and forced him to leave his homeland.
Thinking about his disciple's tragic fate in the future, Ye Chuanze couldn't help but sigh. His tone softened as he spoke to Lu Ya, "Go prepare yourself; we will leave shortly."
Lu Ya responded and went down.
A moment later, Ye Chuanze took Lu Ya to visit Fuxi.
Dressed in white and playing the guqin, Fuxi looked at Ye Chuanze with a smile and said, "You have arrived."
"Yes, I have," Ye Chuanze replied, naturally walking over and sitting across from him.
Fuxi smiled at him for a while before his gaze shifted to Lu Ya, who was following behind Ye Chuanze, and asked, "And this is...?"
"You may not know yet? This is my newly accepted disciple, Lu Ya," Ye Chuanze said, then turned to Lu Ya and said, "Come over and greet the Real Person."
Lu Ya bowed to Fuxi and said, "Lu Ya pays respects to the Demon God."
Fuxi and Ye Chuanze were once bestowed the title of Demon God by Demon Emperor Di Jun. Lu Ya's way of addressing him was as the prince of the demon clan rather than as a junior.
Fuxi chuckled upon hearing this and said, "The prince is too polite."
Fuxi casually took out a treasure from his sleeve and said, "As a token of our first meeting, please accept this gift. I hope the prince will not refuse."
Lu Ya received the treasure from his hand and glanced at it, realizing it was a top-tier Acquired Treasure. He couldn't help but be amazed. Truly worthy of being the Demon God; such a casual gesture resulted in a top-tier Acquired Treasure. It had been a long time since Pangu opened the heavens, and most of the innate treasures scattered across various places had already been claimed by ancient powers. With innate treasures gone, only Acquired Treasures remained. Top-tier Acquired Treasures were indeed rare.
Isn't Fuxi the Demon God being a bit too generous? Lu Ya thought to himself. Speaking of which, he recalled the gift his master Ye Chuanze had given him upon accepting him as a disciple; that too was a top-tier Acquired Treasure. They are all quite extravagant!
Fuxi glanced at his expression, seemingly aware of his thoughts, and said, "I share a very close relationship with your master. Since you are his disciple, you are like my disciple as well; thus, this gift cannot be trivial."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ya looked at the smiling Fuxi and then at Ye Chuanze, who was calmly sipping tea. He fell silent.
"Please go out first!" Ye Chuanze put down the teacup and said to Lu Ya.
Lu Ya responded and left.
Once Lu Ya was far away, Ye Chuanze spoke again, "Where is Nüwa?"
"She went to the Western Kunlun," Fuxi replied as he put away his guqin and took a sip of tea. "The matters concerning the Lich Clans have troubled her, so she went to the Western Kunlun to seek peace."
Hearing this, Ye Chuanze sneered and said, "Does she think she can hide? Has she forgotten her own identity? As a Sage, it is indeed inappropriate for her to interfere in the affairs of the Lich Clans; she knows how to obey orders and does not wish to go against the will of heaven. But can she really turn a blind eye to the demon race and let them fend for themselves?"
Since the war with the Lich Clans began, Nüwa had secluded herself in the Cave, refusing to come out no matter how Di Jun and Taiyi pleaded. Ye Chuanze understood that as a Sage, she must have foreseen the eventual outcome of this Lich War for the Lich Clans. She did not want to interfere in their affairs for fear of going against fate and incurring heavenly wrath. Di Jun and Taiyi were very dissatisfied with this, feeling that Nüwa had forgotten her roots.
It was not only Di Jun and Taiyi who felt this way; Ye Chuanze was also displeased with her. He understood Nüwa's reluctance to go against destiny but did not agree with her indifference, allowing the demon race to perish on their own. After all, she should do something to leave a path for the demon race and preserve their foundation.
Fuxi noticed his dissatisfaction and said, "Nüwa has her own difficulties. You have known her since ancient times; you should know what kind of person she is. Would she really be someone who forgets her roots and is ungrateful?"
Seeing Fuxi say this, Ye Chuanze frowned but remained silent.
Fuxi glanced at his expression, sighed inwardly, and said, "Yesterday, Eastern Emperor Taiyi came looking for Nüwa."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi? Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze asked, "What did he come for?"
"He wanted to use human souls to forge the Slayer's Sword against the Witch Clan and came to inform Nüwa, requesting her consent," Fuxi explained.
Ye Chuanze's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Using human souls... to forge the Slayer's Sword? Wouldn't that mean a large-scale massacre of humanity? Moreover, if human souls were used to forge the Slayer's Sword, they would be unable to enter reincarnation and would suffer unrest after death.
"This is a grave sin! It causes slaughter, disrupts reincarnation, accumulates resentment, and bears karmic burden," Ye Chuanze said. "Did Nüwa agree?"
"What's the difference between agreeing or not?" Fuxi said.
Ye Chuanze understood his meaning; regardless of whether Nüwa agreed or not, it could not stop Di Jun and others, who were blinded by the slaughter of war, from massacring the human race to forge the Slayer's Sword. This was an inevitable course for the demon clan.
Fuxi took a sip of tea and said, "So Nüwa agreed. Her only requirement is that Di Jun must leave a trace of the human bloodline in the world to ensure its continuation."
Ye Chuanze fell silent upon hearing this, and after a long pause, he finally spoke, "I have a Spirit Island overseas. Just in case, we will relocate those members of the demon clan who did not participate in the war to Spirit Island."
"This needs to be communicated to Di Jun," Fuxi said.
"He will agree," Ye Chuanze replied.
He suddenly looked up at Fuxi and asked, "The reason I came to find you today is to ask if you would be willing to guard that Spirit Island for me? It will be the last pure land for the demon clan. As the war god of the demon clan and my dear friend, will you?"
Fuxi looked at him and after a long while, smiled gently and said, "It would be my honor."
Ye Chuanze received the answer he wanted, but his expression was not one of happiness. He only hoped that this would prevent Fuxi from getting involved in a war that was destined to end in mutual destruction.
"I hope you remember this statement when the time comes," Ye Chuanze said softly, deeply sighing in his heart.
Comment 0 Comment Count