Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1043 - 756 leave

Chapter 1043: 756 leave

"And I, once the time is ripe, will make my way to Emperor Qin’s treasury and retrieve those twelve golden figures to completely resolve the hidden dangers within your body," Jiang Chen said.

The only method Jiang Chen could think of to eradicate the remnants of the Chaos Demigod’s consciousness without harming Wu Zhiqi was the supreme formation passed down from Pangu Great God, the Dutian Twelve God-killing Array.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still alive, simply setting up this array in Wu Zhiqi’s Sea of Consciousness would refine the remnants of the Chaos Demigod in an instant.

Unfortunately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had perished, making it extremely difficult to set up the complete version of the Twelve Dutian God-killing Array.

Firstly, there were not many who possessed the bloodline of Pangu. Furthermore, possessing Pangu’s bloodline alone was insufficient; one also needed the cultivation at the Quasi-Saint level.

Twelve beings with Pangu’s bloodline at the Quasi-Saint level had only ever been assembled once, with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, making it incredibly difficult, nearly impossible, to gather a second time.

However, Jiang Chen had a cunning method to barely achieve this. Although he did not possess Pangu’s bloodline, he could simulate it through his cultivation of the Pangu Great Dao.

Acquiring Pangu’s bloodline was not difficult for Jiang Chen, but finding twelve Quasi-Saints was. Thus, Jiang Chen turned his attention to Emperor Qin’s twelve golden figures.

As long as he could elevate their cultivation to the Quasi-Saint level, Jiang Chen could use a secret method to temporarily replace the Twelve Ancestral Witches, thereby setting up the complete Dutian Twelve God-killing Array to refine the remnants of the demon god and resolve the hidden dangers in Wu Zhiqi’s body.

The plan was perfect and highly operational, but the problem was that Emperor Qin’s treasury had not yet appeared, and the twelve golden figures had not yet emerged, so Jiang Chen needed time.

Wu Zhiqi would have to stay here for the time being, just until he acquired the twelve golden figures and elevated them to the Quasi-Saint realm, then he could bring them here to rescue Wu Zhiqi.

"Emperor Qin’s twelve golden figures?"

"That indeed might work!"

When Jiang Chen mentioned the twelve golden figures, Wu Zhiqi’s eyes lit up.

He had witnessed the mystique of the twelve golden figures. Back then, when Emperor Qin had come to this place, it was with the power of the twelve golden figures that he had suppressed the remnants of the demon god in his body.

Wu Zhiqi remembered that scene vividly; the twelve golden figures, each at the complete level of Innate Dao Sovereign, had joined forces and unleashed power close to that of a late-stage Quasi-Saint.

Even with his strength at that time, Wu Zhiqi was no match for the combined might of the twelve golden figures, which truly gave him a fright.

"Indeed, the twelve golden figures are mystical, crafted by Emperor Qin by combining the Witch Clan’s Twelve Dutian God-killing Array. Once they ascend to the Quasi-Saint realm, resolving your troubles should be as easy as flipping one’s hand," Jiang Chen nodded.

Jiang Chen explained his plan to Wu Zhiqi in detail, showcasing the foundation of the Human Race. He wanted Wu Zhiqi to understand that joining the Human Race would be his most correct decision.

In the course of the conversation, Jiang Chen transmitted all his insights about the Divine Ability related to Mount Buzhou to Wu Zhiqi.

As long as he learned this Divine Ability, Wu Zhiqi could continually enhance the power of Mount Buzhou within his Sea of Consciousness, thereby eliminating the possibility of Wu Zhiqi breaking his seal.

"Thank you, Human King!"

"If I am freed one day, I will stand with the Human Race in life and death," Wu Zhiqi immediately assured him, knowing Jiang Chen was going to great lengths to save him. He vowed to advance and retreat together with the Human Race.

"Rest assured and cultivate here. Wait for the good news I bring. When I return, it will be the time for your release," Jiang Chen nodded to Wu Zhiqi, encouraging him to cultivate peacefully here before he stepped into the void and left the place.

Unfortunately, Jiang Chen did not see that, not long after he had departed, Wu Zhiqi’s face, initially full of expectation, immediately darkened, filled with anxiety and unease.

Jiang Chen’s parting words were the third time Wu Zhiqi had heard them. Similarly, the promise to advance and retreat with the Human Race was his third time saying it.

The first time was to King Yu.

The second time was to Emperor Qin.

The third time was to Jiang Chen.

Similarly, each of them had assured Wu Zhiqi to cultivate in peace before leaving, promising to bring good news.

Wu Zhiqi listened obediently, staying here to cultivate without stirring. Yet, he had not received any good news but had instead learned of the successive deaths of King Yu and Emperor Qin.

So, he was frightened, fearful that Jiang Chen would follow in the footsteps of King Yu and the First Emperor. With his insight, it was not difficult to see that, like King Yu and the First Emperor, Jiang Chen harbored ambitions of becoming the Human King.

In the early ancient times, this was a good thing, but now, it was certainly not a good thing. Even Wu Zhiqi, who was not of the Human Race, knew this was a dead end.

Whoever walked this path would die!

Given the talents of King Yu and the First Emperor, if they had not wished to become the Human King, why would they have died so young?

"The same experiences, must I go through this a third time?" Beneath Turtle Mountain, Wu Zhiqi spoke to himself with a bitter face.

Although Jiang Chen departed full of confidence, repeatedly assuring him that he could solve his problems, had not King Yu and the First Emperor been just as confident before they left?

And what was the result? They waited full of hope, yet what they received was the news of the two falling.

At that moment, how utterly disappointed he was.

Wu Zhiqi adopted such a despondent attitude, precisely because he did not want to shatter Jiang Chen’s confidence by showing it in front of him.

Moreover, Wu Zhiqi did not want to give up on this last straw, even if there was only a sliver of hope, he was unwilling to let it go.

If not for Jiang Chen, by now he would have been possessed by the remnants of a Demon God. Therefore, he chose to believe in Jiang Chen.

"Alas, it’s an adage that ’things don’t happen thrice’; if I fail again this time, then I truly won’t be able to escape the fate of being possessed by the Chaos Demigod."

Wu Zhiqi sighed deeply, having no choice but to trust Jiang Chen because, besides him, no one else could help him.

"It must succeed!"

Unbeknownst to Jiang Chen, Wu Zhiqi silently cheered him on.

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"There’s still some time before the emergence of the First Emperor’s treasury. Moreover, rescuing Wu Zhiqi is not urgent; he has already waited for tens of millions of years, so a few hundred more years won’t make much difference."

After leaving Turtle Mountain, Jiang Chen silently calculated and found that there were still a few years until the complete emergence of the First Emperor’s treasury.

Therefore, under the circumstances, he could only temporarily set aside solving Wu Zhiqi’s hidden troubles and revisit the matter after the emergence of the First Emperor’s treasury.

After that, the task became much simpler.

Quasi-Saint level Fierce Beasts and major demons, all these dangerous elements were thoroughly checked by Jiang Chen, eliminating all potential future troubles. The remaining creatures, which were merely reached the level of Innate Dao Sovereign and below, were completely disregarded by Jiang Chen.

It only took a few days’ time for those hundreds of Innate Dao Sovereign level beings to be completely fabricated into an array by Jiang Chen, contributing to the great revival of the Nine States.

As Jiang Chen had predicted, these sealed Innate Dao Sovereigns were mainly Fierce Beasts, with demons accounting for less than one tenth.

Clearly, the Human Race was powerful, and only a few foolish beings who couldn’t see the situation clearly would choose to be enemies with the Human Race.

"With the help of these Fierce Beasts, even if I intentionally suppress it, the speed of the revival of the Dragon Veins of the Nine States will still accelerate, inevitably leading to dramatic changes in the Nine States."

"And the only way to temper this trend is by massively consuming Spiritual Energy, thereby slowing down the growth rate of the Spiritual Energy."

Feeling the changes in the Heaven and Earth of the Nine States, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but look up towards the sky.

The primary reason he was not worried about the rapid increase in Spiritual Energy causing drastic changes was because of his backup plan. He had a premonition that it wouldn’t be long before the members of the Jiejiao Sect would transmigrate massively into the Human Race.

Then, with them consuming the Spiritual Energy, the rate of increase of the Spiritual Energy in the Nine States would slow down.

"Sister has been in Heaven Court for some time now; there should be some results soon."

Jiang Chen already had a premonition of the transmigration of the Jiejiao Sect gods into the Human Race, which meant that Saintess Wudang’s persuasion had taken effect. What remained was just to pick an auspicious day for the gods to transmigrate one by one.