Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1217 - 848 Nuwa Chuan Yin (Requesting Monthly Votes)_2

Chapter 1217: 848 Nuwa Chuan Yin (Requesting Monthly Votes)_2

When the Ancestor of the Five Elements fell, he was only at the realm of an Innate Dao Sovereign, yet these five Innate Divine Demons, after years of cultivation, were all at the realm of Innate Dao Sovereigns, on the same level as the Ancestor of the Five Elements.

Indeed, the Ancestor of the Five Elements was dead beyond any doubt, but given the sameness of their original source and the exchange of five for one, these five Innate Divine Demons managed to bring the Ancestor of the Five Elements back to life.

This was surely a life-saving grace. With such karma in place, even if the Ancestor of the Five Elements was unwilling, he would have to comply with the final wishes of those five Innate Divine Demons and step forward to protect the Five Elements Clan.

Today, the reason why the Ancestor of the Five Elements appeared here was in response to the request of the Five Elements Clan; he had to come.

To be overpowered and submissive was frankly embarrassing, but the Ancestor of the Five Elements didn’t care anymore, he was eager to find a way to revive those five Innate Divine Demons.

As long as he could revive these five fellows, he would be liberated. From then on, whether the Five Elements Clan lived or died would have nothing to do with him.

The Five Elements Clan was like shackles on the Ancestor of the Five Elements, and he even suspected that his inability to achieve the Dao Venerable Realm was related to this. Thus, he yearned to break free.

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"Hey, Human King, by ignoring me like this, are you not taking me seriously?" Jiang Chen, who was chatting with the Ancestor of the Five Elements as if no one else was there, completely disregarding him, made the Barbarian Ancestor unable to hold back and he involuntarily rebuked Jiang Chen.

"Barbarian Ancestor, others may fear you, but I do not," Jiang Chen turned around with a smile and said to the Barbarian Ancestor.

This was the absolute truth. Among the three great Divine Transcendents of the myriad races, the easiest to deal with was the Barbarian Ancestor. Not because he wasn’t smart enough, but because he had offended someone he shouldn’t have in the past.

"Do you look down on me?"

Feeling the disdain in Jiang Chen’s words, a massive mace appeared in the hands of the Barbarian Ancestor as he stared coldly at Jiang Chen, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.

"Look, what is this?"

Jiang Chen, unafraid, raised the Duotian Shenfan in his hand and waved it in front of the Barbarian Ancestor.

"The Witch Clan’s treasured Duotian Shenfan!" Seeing this treasure, a hint of wariness flashed through the eyes of the Barbarian Ancestor.

"You know this is a treasured relic of the Witch Clan and its importance goes without saying. Yet even so, I managed to borrow it," Jiang Chen said.

"Barbarian Ancestor, tell me, if I can lend out the Duotian Shenfan, could I also invite an Ancestral Witch here?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile, hands folded across his chest. Yet these words caused the Barbarian Ancestor’s complexion to change drastically.

The fear the Barbarian Ancestor held for the Twelve Ancestral Witches was deep-seated. The reason was simple: he had been severely chastised by the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the past, being beaten by them in turn for tens of millions of years.

In the past, when the Witch Clan was at its peak of power, some said the Barbarian Ancestor was a diluted version of an Ancestral Witch. The Ancestral Witches had no comment on that, but the unrestrained Barbarian Ancestor couldn’t accept it. By what reasoning was he considered a watered-down version of an Ancestral Witch, and not the other way around?

In order to prove this, he challenged the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Then, there was no "after that"—he couldn’t defeat any of them. Moreover, because he was so arrogant when he issued the challenge, the Twelve Ancestral Witches chose not to kill him but to take turns teaching him a lesson for tens of millions of years.

Simply put, they beat him relentlessly for tens of millions of years.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches really beat the Barbarian Ancestor harshly, not only subduing his fearlessness but also inflicting a deep psychological trauma that made the Barbarian Ancestor tremble involuntarily at the mere mention of the Ancestral Witches’ names.

"Stop wasting your breath with him, can’t the three of us together take him down?"

At that moment, Ancestor Qing, having caught his breath, hurried to the side of the Barbarian Ancestor and the Ancestor of the Five Elements, proposing to join forces with them to capture Jiang Chen.

However, faced with his suggestion, both the Barbarian Ancestor and the Ancestor of the Five Elements shook their heads.

"Fellow Daoist, let’s set aside our grudges for now. This isn’t a good time to wage war against the Human Race. The two of us have come here to seek a cease-fire," the Ancestor of the Five Elements stepped forward, positioning himself between Ancestor Qing and Jiang Chen, blocking their line of sight. With great effort, they had reached a cease-fire and couldn’t start fighting again.

Now, what the Five Elements Ancestor hoped for most was to revive those five Innate Divine Demons before the confrontation between the Human Race and the various other races began, thereby severing ties with the Five Elements tribe to avoid getting dragged into the war between the myriad races and the Human Race.

"Jiang Chen, be careful. Behind the Celestial Race stand the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign and the Saint of Taiqing; behind the Barbarian Race, stand the Two Saints of the West."

"It is precisely because of their support that the two races have the confidence to contend with the Human Race."

"Moreover, their arrangements are not just limited to the myriad races, there are other masters who have yet to show themselves. When necessary, more Great Divine Transcendents will come forward to assist the myriad races against the Human Race."

As the three Great Divine Transcendents of the myriad races were discussing, a gentle female voice suddenly rang in Jiang Chen’s ear.

In an instant, Jiang Chen’s entire body stiffened. Had he not known it was the wrong place, he might have even exhaled audibly.

Because the person who spoke just now was none other than Empress Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the Human Race. It was the Holy Mother transmitting a message to him, informing him of the hidden truths behind the myriad races.

Indeed, it all made sense now. It was because of the support of the Saints that the myriad races dared to oppose the Human Race.

In fact, Jiang Chen had been curious long ago about where the myriad races got the confidence to be enemies of the Human Race.

After all, if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were really determined, they could annihilate all the myriad races in just one day, erasing them from the roots.

After all, although there were many Quasi-Saints among the myriad races, when it came to top-level combat power, there was still a huge chasm between them and the Human Race.

At the very least, the Human Race possessed combat power of the Primordial Level, while the myriad races did not. This single gap was enough to drag the myriad races into the abyss.

Now, Jiang Chen understood everything. It was because of the backing of the Saints that the myriad races were unafraid of the Human Race, and simultaneously, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, wary of the Saints, did not dare to strike fiercely against the myriad races.

"Thank you for the reminder, Empress!"

Without showing any emotion, he replied, but deep down, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but sigh. He knew that the battle could not continue, it was time to end it.

Clearly, the arrival of Ancestor Qing and the Barbarian Race was under the direction of the Saints behind the scenes. Since the Saints had already intervened, it meant the situation had completely slipped out of Jiang Chen’s control. If the battle were to continue, who knew what mischief the Saints might concoct.

So, it was better to quit while ahead.

Jiang Chen carefully calculated. Although he seemed somewhat frustrated in this battle, having never fully enjoyed himself, in reality, he had made a huge profit.

All together, the Quasi-Saints of the myriad races who died by his hand today amounted to no less than nine, and the weakest among them were in the mid-Quasi-Saint level, including two or three at the peak of the Great Perfection Level of Quasi-Saints.

To say the least, the loss of masters among the myriad races throughout the years of opposition to the Human Race does not add up to as many as today.

The damage Jiang Chen inflicted on the myriad races today has surpassed the total of all previous generations of the Human Race.

This was a great victory, an unprecedented triumph. If this were the Distant Ancient Era, just based on this merit, Jiang Chen would be well-qualified to compete for the position of Human King.

Nine Quasi-Saints, aside from the Human King, which of the past Human Kings could claim the killing of nine Quasi-Saints of foreign races? This achievement, among the kings, if not ranking first, would certainly be in the top three.

Of course, such an illustrious victory naturally came with immense spoils. Not to mention, which of the myriad races had not had their moments of glory?

Therefore, the Quasi-Saints of the myriad races were much wealthier than those of the Human Race, it would be embarrassing to be seen without two or three Innate Spiritual Treasures on hand.

And, the Quasi-Saints who died at Jiang Chen’s hands all had at least one High-grade Spiritual Treasure, and there were even some Top-grade ones too.

This time, Jiang Chen struck it rich directly.

Of course, in addition to that, Jiang Chen had many other gains.

ps: Tearfully begging for monthly tickets!