"Where is the Father God? Can we see the Father God now? How much longer do we have to wait? I'm almost going to explode!" Di Jiang looked around excitedly.
Xuanming usually has a cold demeanor, and now when facing Di Jiang, there wasn't much enthusiasm in his words: "Brother, the Queen has her own arrangements; please calm down."
Di Jiang pursed his lips and remained silent.
His path of challenge is not smooth, not only to beat Deng Chan Yu, but also to beat Di Jun.
His previous progress was in fighting Taiyi, who held the Chaos Bell, and it was incredibly difficult. There seemed to be little hope of victory. His bloodline was not as pure as it used to be, and Taiyi was also a faint shadow from the past. Neither side was in their prime condition, and the battle was extremely intense.
Then Qingxin Mother notified him, and he was able to suppress the overwhelming martial will before him, choosing to temporarily retreat and follow along with them for the summer camp activity at the bloodline source.
Given his status as the most promising space ancestor witch to traverse time and return to the past, he should have been able to witness the Father God in person.
His bloodline and abilities seem to have been preparing for this moment.
Unfortunately, he died prematurely and the power of his bloodline did not get a chance to be fully realized. Now that he has been resurrected, his bloodline is tainted, and he will never be able to see the Father God again in this life.
Ordinary immortals cannot understand this kind of emotion. As a bond through bloodlines, the ancestral witch can feel the father god's emotions and moods.
Not being able to see the Father God in person is a very cruel thing for an ancestral witch, a loneliness akin to being in a foreign land, unable to return home for tens of millions of years.
Particularly for Di Jiang, he did not fulfill his role as the eldest brother very well. Even after death, this persistent clinging did not dissipate.
Qingxin Mother saw his persistent clinging, so she used the ancestral witch essence left behind by Doumu as a catalyst, using the power of saints as a bridge, and expending a great deal of merit to perform this time-travel. Whether it's one person or two, this is also a guide.
It's all because of this bit of grudge that the dumplings were made. Di Jiang needs to complete some kind of self-redemption, and he must be brought along.
Xuanming, the only surviving ancestral witch at that time, must also be brought along.
Previously, Houdu and Xuanming had a very good relationship, and memories from their past lives would also affect Qingxin Mother's current life. So the second slot is determined.
Shi Qilin has been quietly supporting the race of witches for so many years without seeking any rewards. Even a loyal ally like this should be given some recognition, right?
With all the allied witches brought along, why not include the disciples as well?
Jiazi's Golden Fairy cultivation is actually not low. The disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun are also at the Golden Fairy level. The twelve Golden Immortals of Xuanjiao are even a trademark title, serving as solid proof of their school's effectiveness in cultivating disciples.
In terms of venturing through the primeval world, the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal is more than enough.
However, anything is feared when compared. Compared to Deng Chan Yu, Jiazi was far behind.
The friendship between Qingxin Mother and Xuanming can be maintained mainly because Xuanming's cultivation is lower than hers, and her appearance is not as attractive as hers. Xuanming is somewhat equivalent to the fat sidekick of a wealthy family's daughter, posing no threat at all.
As fellow female saints, there is a bit of competition between Qingxin Mother and Nuwa. With Jiazi approaching the limit of her own abilities, it would be difficult to achieve the Tao Fruit of Taiyi without a great opportunity in this life. Qingxin Mother brought her along not just for the sake of expanding her knowledge, but also to observe the battle of Pan Gu. Even if it's just to see past shadows, it's a new interpretation of one's own path.
Since disciples are being brought along, why not also bring their loved ones?
Deng Chan Yu joined the team as the sixth member.
They are now situated in a counterclockwise rotating chaotic maelstrom, but incredibly, Deng Chan Yu did not feel the dense, overpowering aura of chaos. It seemed that some force beyond her understanding was isolating reality from illusion.
With a certain sense, she saw the previous blood-smeared giant tree in a swirling mist. The height of the tree was nearly ten thousand feet before, but now... She couldn't tell how tall it actually was. Maybe it was similar to Meilai's "sixty trillion that-yóu nào hé shā yóu yǔ" in height?
Her gaze turned into some kind of signal, and in addition to Qingxin Mother, the other few people also saw the blood-smeared giant tree at this moment.
"What kind of nonsense is this?" Di Jiang was still as quick-witted as ever. His speediness made him do everything quickly, including speaking and eating, faster than others.
Deng Chan Yu also lifted her ears to listen, she just felt that the blood-smeared giant tree was stronger than the two Demon Sovereigns of Desire and Decay. As for how much stronger, she had no concept of it.
A trace of sadness flashed in Qingxin Mother's eyes, and Di Jiang became a bit impatient. He had always thought that Houdu was overly melancholic, not fitting the race of witches. Now that it had become Pingxin, he needed to add the word "more" before "melancholic" in front of it.
Fortunately, after having died once, he knew that he couldn't act recklessly. He suppressed his temper and waited for Qingxin Mother to reveal the answer.
Shi Qilin had a slightly arrogant tone: "From my perspective, this seems to be a very powerful chaotic demigod. He should have been one of the strongest chaotic beings who died at the hands of Pangu."
Di Jiang respected Qingxin Mother's face, but he would not respect Shi Qilin. He directly opened up for a dispute: "I can also see that it is a chaotic demon god. What else? The old master shouldn't recognize it, right?"
"Eh..." Shi Qilin couldn't say anything more. When he wandered in the chaos, his strength was very weak, roughly at the level of Deng Chan Yu's "Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Landscape" without a brain and a good mood, just a plain little karamei. This blood-smeared giant tree looked extremely strong. If he had encountered it in the chaos at that time, he might have been absorbed by one thought and become part of it. He didn't recognize it and dare not recognize it.
Qingxin Mother is very understanding of others, and seeing Shi Qilin's embarrassment, she directly said: "There are some explanations in Houdu's memories about the life god. That is the original life god. It was the first one, and it separated a line of pure vitality, from nothing to something, abandoning chaotic consciousness, and nurturing out the Lotus Seed of Seventy-Two Precious Metals, the Leaf of Twelve Treasures, and the Petal of Twenty-Four Aspects. It has a total of one hundred and eighty-eight grades of chaotic lotus."
The reactions of the few people were none.
Ancestral witches do not use magical artifacts, as even the strongest artifacts are irrelevant to them.
Jiazi enjoys a quiet life, with daily work and rest. This is quite good enough for her, and she doesn't have much interest in magical artifacts. They are sufficient for her needs.
Shi Qilin had been brewing for so many years that he was almost ready to become a dried out turtle. Even if he had a magical artifact, it wouldn't be much use to him.
There was only Deng Chan Yu left in the scene.
She smiled and shook her head.
This level of supreme treasure is too distant from her.
The Agni Fire Lotus is now only at the eleventh grade. The Annihilation World Black Lotus and Luo Hu are both sealed away. Speaking of it, the only Lotus Platform that still exists in the Primordial World is the Ling Shan Great Thunder Sound Temple, and the Twelfth Grade Merit Gold Lotus in the hand of the Moonlight Buddha.
She even doesn't understand the Twelfth Grade Merit Gold Lotus, and now you want to tell her about the One Hundred and Eighty-Eight Grade Chaotic Lotus? I don't quite understand!
The few people in the scene fell silent at the same time. In fact, they were all very clear that Qingxin Mother's story about this background is not about the so-called One Hundred and Eighty-Eight Grade Chaotic Lotus, but about the Great God Pangu that was nurtured within it.
