The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 425 - 113: The Return of Chi You

Chapter 425: Chapter 113: The Return of Chi You

Northern Continent, high above the vast expanse, the Great Sun seemed to have completely lost its power. The biting cold wind turned the already brutal Extreme North into a purgatory scarcely trodden by any footfall.

In such harsh weather, not to mention humans, even the thick-skinned Bear Clan were hibernating in tree holes, never willing to step out.

However, today, outside the towering walls of the Jiuli Tribe, sat an odd-looking man.

This man had thick eyebrows and large eyes, a square face with a broad nose. Tall and strong, he had a pair of curved horns that reached to the heavens atop his head, and his robust figure, nearly eight feet tall, was wrapped in only a thin piece of animal hide.

His eyes were dull, his body appeared adult, but his face suggested he was only a man in his early twenties.

"Woo woo..."

The north wind howled, and a gust peeled open a slit in the man’s animal hide, revealing his brawny muscles underneath. Despite the slicing wind whistling into the hide, the man remained indifferent, with a vacant stare, feeling nothing.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds underwent a dramatic change. The clear horizon was swiftly enveloped by dense blood clouds, and the overwhelming might of the heavens dispersed instantly. It was as if these blood-red clouds were squeezed out of spatial rifts, so red they were startling and shocking to the heart.

This slumbering tribe seemed to be jolted awake in an instant.

Clan Leader Ba Tian had not yet rested, he would always look at his son Chi You’s room with a frown at this time of day, silently lamenting the injustice of fate.

Alerted by the surge of spiritual energy in the world, Ba Tian dashed from his house like the wind, his face one of shock as he looked up not understanding why the blood clouds had suddenly appeared above their tribe.

Close to a hundred million young and strong members of the tribe emerged from their homes with a mix of panic and curiosity, all looking up at the sky.

"Swoosh!"

With a dragon’s roar that pierced the heavens, a gigantic crimson dragon burst out from the blood clouds. This dragon was a hundred zhang long with five claws; its joints were thick, and its body was muscular. Its massive and fearsome dragon head occupied one-sixth of its entire body.

The dragon’s golden eyes flickered with dazzling light as it rolled and dove downward, heading straight for the man sitting at the root of the city wall, still with vacant eyes.

The man sat as immovable as Mount Tai, completely indifferent to the fast-approaching dragon, uncaring.

"Roar!"

The dragon let out a long cry, diving straight into the man’s neck, and thereafter slipped down his spine.

Endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, mixed with the turbid energy of the earth, seemed to be drawn by this dragon, agitating violently.

Countless starlights poured down from the Beidou Seven Stars, which were missing Tianshu and Tan Lang, infusing into the body of the stunned man.

"Ah!"

The man who was originally sitting quietly suddenly closed his eyes, clutched his head, and cried out in pain. The pair of horns on his head shone brightly, swallowing the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy that was mixed with turbid air.

Meanwhile, the endless blood clouds in the sky began to condense frantically. In an instant, eighty-one illusory figures slowly took shape from the clouds.

Each of these figures was nearly a hundred zhang tall; although their features were vague, each was muscular and emanated an aura of ferocity.

"Zoom!"

As the eighty-one blood-colored phantoms fully materialized, the sky’s blood clouds completely dissipated.

These phantoms glanced at each other, looking down at the Jiuli Tribe’s houses and nodded slightly before shooting down. Eighty-one phantoms corresponded to eighty-one houses, almost simultaneously, the entire tribe’s blood soared to the skies.

Time passed indeterminately until finally, once all had quieted down, the Great Sun stretched across the clear void.

The man at the base of the city wall appeared oblivious to all that had happened. The one who was previously clutching his head and wailing was now standing straight before the city gates. Vital energy swelled around him continuously, and his whole body seemed to have expanded.

"Zoom!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and two tyrannical beams of evil qi burst forth.

"Hahaha, eleven years, a full eleven years! I, Chi You, have finally restored my Primordial Spirit, and unexpectedly attained the Primordial Spirit of the Golden Immortal Realm! A blessing in disguise, truly a blessing in disguise, hahaha..." This man was none other than the Great Witch Chi You, who after reincarnation, had continuously presented himself as extremely foolish.

Though Chi You did not understand where the blood-red clouds that filled the sky came from, nor how his Primordial Spirit was fully restored overnight, the chance to rebuild his Great Witch body and obtain a Primordial Spirit was an event that delighted him immensely.

In the Jiuli Tribe, high above the ground, a peerless beauty in a pink skirt stood alongside a young man dressed in a deep blue robe, floating in midair.

"Is it worth it, Houtu sister?" Li Qingming, in his green robe with disheveled hair, turned his head to Houtu, a trace of reproach flickering in his deep eyes.

With a light lift of her hand, Houtu gently brushed the hair that hung before her eyes behind her ear and said, "Our Witch Tribe has withdrawn from the Primordial Land, and though we have been granted the Nine Netherworld, there are still those among our people who can’t let go of their old ambitions! Since Demon Race’s Fu Xi can reincarnate as the Human Emperor, why can’t our Witch Tribe do the same?"

Li Qingming stroked his chin, saying, "Fu Xi is the divinely determined Human Emperor, with the blessing and protection of the Heavenly Dao. The next Emperor Xuan Yuan is even a heaven-sent choice. If you don’t stop Chi You from reincarnating, it’ll only lead to needless casualties!"

"Let’s take a bet. If we win, the Witch Tribe will reign supreme; if we lose, it will also serve to quash those clansmen’s lingering hopes," Houtu declared, her bright eyes gleaming like the moon, her speech clear as a bell.

"Sigh, so be it! This can also be considered a trial for the Human Emperor!" Seeing the beauty beside him, Li Qingming gave a helpless smile and ultimately agreed.

Houtu’s face broke into a stunning smile. "Brother Qingming, you haven’t come down to see me for a long time! Come sit with me in the Earthly Palace."

Li Qingming nodded slightly and followed Houtu as they drifted away.

Chi You was unaware that all this was the doing of Houtu, the Ancestor Witch he disliked most. At the moment, he was in the tribe, quietly observing seventy-one strands of faint red lines.

The next day, the news of Chi You’s sudden enlightenment spread swiftly throughout the entire Jiuli Tribe. Moreover, the clansmen were shocked to find that Chi You had suddenly become as powerful as a Heavenly God incarnate, possessing boundless strength several times superior to that of the Clan Leader Ba Tian.

The elders of the tribe were awestruck, considering him a Heavenly Person, and all of the best resources within the tribe were devoted to him.

Chi You did not disappoint their expectations, as he managed to strengthen his physical body to the level of a Basic-level Great Witch within just one year, and his Power of Primordial Spirit advanced to the Taiyin Late Stage.

During that year, it was also a fruitful time for the Jiuli Tribe. Although Witch beings were indeed better at reproduction than the Witch Tribe, it was still an arduous task—often a couple could only have one child in their lifetime. Yet, during this year, eighty-one households in the tribe miraculously gave birth simultaneously, and what’s more, all of them were male infants.

This, too, filled Clan Leader Ba Tian with great joy.

Only Chi You knew that these eighty-one newborn infants were the reincarnations of eighty-one top Earth Witches of the Witch Tribe, not only inherently exceptional in their combat consciousness but also adept at wielding the Power of Laws.

Flowers bloomed on the same stem, each expressing its own unique charm.

At this moment, in the Youxiong Tribe, Tongtian had been mentoring Ji Xuan Yuan for several years. Although Ji Xuan Yuan’s cultivation progress remained steady, not rushing ahead in the Golden Immortal Realm, it was time for him to graduate as a disciple.

Ji Xuan Yuan, destined to be the Human Emperor, as he aged, developed his own insights into educating the Human Clan. Often, the ideas discussed by the elders in the Elder Hall didn’t reach the depth of Ji Xuan Yuan’s understanding.

Over the years, Ji Xuan Yuan encouraged the tribe to develop agriculture, led by example, guided the people in cultivating land, planting grains and trees; raised livestock, domesticated dogs, and horses for human use; he grew mulberry trees and raised silkworms, and together with his wife Lei Zu, they produced silk and woven fabrics; his diligence in the stewardship of resources brought stability and prosperity to the Youxiong Tribe, enabling the people to live and work in peace and contentment.

Gradually, Ji Xuan Yuan’s reputation amongst the Huaxia people grew ever wider. Moreover, being a disciple of the Upper Qing Saint, the Youxiong Tribe indeed became powerful.

As a result, many surrounding tribes came to form alliances, looking up to Clan Leader Ji Xuan Yuan as their leader.

As the day of Ji Xuan Yuan’s coming of age ceremony arrived, Tongtian summoned him to his place and said, "Xuan Yuan, you have studied and observed under me for ten years; now it’s time for you to graduate. I must return to East Kunlun to comprehend the Great Dao. Once you ascend to the throne and take the Emperor’s position, you must act for the good of the people!"

Ji Xuan Yuan knelt down abruptly, bowing repeatedly and said, "Is Master dissatisfied with me? Or have I done something wrong that Master wants to drive me away? A day as your disciple, a lifetime as your son. I have yet to fulfill my filial duties, how can Master leave?"

Tongtian’s eyes glinted with satisfaction as he lifted Ji Xuan Yuan up and replied, "Foolish boy, there is no feast that doesn’t end. Besides, Master is immortal, and when you attain the Emperor’s position, that will be the moment of reunion with your Master!"

Ji Xuan Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say more.

However, Tongtian raised his hand to interrupt, continuing, "Xuan Yuan, you have been with me for many years, and I haven’t yet given you a Spiritual Treasure. I have a talisman here; if you ever find yourself in danger, take this talisman and hurry to the East Sea, then someone will be there to resolve your troubles, do you understand?"

Ji Xuan Yuan respectfully received the talisman and bowed again, saying, "Thank you for Master’s gift!"

Tongtian nodded and gradually disappeared into the Void.

The day after Tongtian returned to East Kunlun, a messenger arrived at Chen Capital, conveying the will of Emperor Shennong.

The person who came to deliver the decree was a familiar face, still the same old Tao, Yun Hu.

After exchanging pleasantries, Yun Hu took out a yellow cloth and said, "Ji Xuan Yuan, Clan Leader of the Youxiong Tribe, as both a Saint Disciple and a man of great virtue known throughout Heaven and Earth, is the blessing of the Huaxia people. With your sage-like qualities, you are well-suited to succeed the Human Emperor. Hurry to Du Chen with me to prepare for the enthronement ceremony!"

Ji Xuan Yuan respectfully accepted the cloth, bowing deeply and answered, "Ji Xuan Yuan solemnly complies with the decree of Emperor Shennong!"

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