153: The Wu tribe excels at winning people over with virtue.

Inside Wuzhuang Temple, several people gathered together.

Tiangou followed its good brother to wander around Wanshou Mountain, while Qing Wu and the others engaged in a Dao Discussion here.

"Two Fellow Daoists, it has been a long time. You have become increasingly profound and unpredictable."

"Unlike me, I can only lie here in Wuzhuang Temple, sitting idly and chatting."

Hongyun was still his old self; no matter what words reached him, they always seemed to become light and breezy.

This was in reference to Zhenyuanzi making him stay in Wuzhuang Temple and not letting him wander around at will.

Zhenyuanzi said crossly, "Brother, why do you say that? How is discussing the Dao with me merely sitting idly and chatting?"

"In that case, don't eat the ginseng fruit either. Just go sit idly then."

Seeing that his old friend couldn't take a joke, Hongyun hurriedly swept his sleeve, whisking away all the ginseng fruit on the table.

Zhenyuanzi could only shake his head helplessly at the sight.

This exchange made everyone laugh, and their moods became even more relaxed.

Afterward, the group talked about various interesting anecdotes from the time they spent listening to the Dao.

Qing Wu learned that the incident of yielding the seat had still occurred, and the Karma with Kunpeng had already been established.

But what surprised him slightly was that Hongyun did not obtain that wisp of Primordial Violet Qi; this was once again different from the original development.

In the original trajectory of events, although Hongyun had formed a grudge with Kunpeng, leading to a situation where they were practically sworn enemies...

The true fatal trap still lay within that wisp of Primordial Violet Qi.

If it weren't for the fact that he had obtained this precious Foundation for Becoming a Saint, he wouldn't have incited everyone's greed.

And Hongyun was different from the other holders of the Violet Qi; he had not been accepted as a Disciple by Hongjun.

Furthermore, this wisp of Violet Qi was not bestowed by a Saint but had automatically recognized its master, which gave others an Opportunity to strike.

For that Opportunity to become a Saint, it was entirely possible for people to resort to murder and robbery, taking desperate risks.

"If I said that the wisp of Primordial Violet Qi actually wanted to recognize me as its master but I pushed it away, would you believe me?"

That wisp of Primordial Violet Qi had indeed lingered before Hongyun's eyes for an instant, but Zhenyuanzi did not believe his words.

Zhenyuanzi handed over an unripe ginseng fruit, and Hongyun immediately caught it.

"Look at you, you won't even let an unripe ginseng fruit go, yet you dare claim you pushed away the Primordial Violet Qi? That is the foundation of becoming a Saint."

Looking at the tiny ginseng fruit in his hand, Hongyun suddenly laughed so hard he couldn't close his mouth, not bothering to argue further. "True, true!"

However, Qing Wu felt that this was indeed a possibility.

On one hand, Hongyun's actions were truly too spontaneous; everything happened based on a single thought.

Within a single thought, there could be countless possibilities.

Who knows if he had a sudden whim or thought of some famous quote and decided to shut the Primordial Violet Qi out.

But rejecting this wisp of Primordial Violet Qi wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

Hongyun's connection with the position of a Saint was already difficult to untangle.

If it were before he yielded the seat, he still had a significant chance of becoming a Saint.

But after yielding the seat, it had become absolutely impossible.

Moreover, possessing a treasure beyond one's station brings trouble; it was precisely because of this wisp of Primordial Violet Qi that he met his fatal calamity.

Now that the Violet Qi had not entered him, he might be able to escape that fatal calamity.

Without everyone's covetous eyes, how could a mere Kunpeng handle the combined tag-team of Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun?

It would be a mercy if they didn't beat him into a stupid bird.

Inside Wuzhuang Temple, the Dao Discussion continued.

Outside Wanshou Mountain, anomalies were also constantly occurring.

Above the Nine Heavens, the light of the Zhou Tian Starry Sky was continuous, and one could often see two streaks of Golden Crow radiant light weaving through the stars.

After the Saint announced his union with the Dao and stated he would not interfere unless the Great Trend of the Primordial World was at stake, the two brothers Dijun and Taiyi were completely unrestrained, and it could be said they were going all out.

They were both winning over various forces and asserting control over the stars.

In a short time, they managed the Heavenly Court to become increasingly powerful.

In Phoenix Perch Valley, Nüwa emerged from seclusion only to find that Fuxi was absent again.

This was already the 108th time he had gone out without taking her along.

Knowing he was busy for others again, she suddenly felt a surge of anger.

Clearly her own elder brother, yet he always abandoned his cute younger sister for outsiders.

In a fit of pique, Nüwa fumed for a moment, then went back into seclusion.

Nüwa decided to comprehend the Primordial Violet Qi as quickly as possible to achieve the status of a Saint.

Then she would directly suppress him and see if Fuxi still dared to disobey her, a Saint.

At Mount Buzhou, the Ancestral Witches were worrying over a certain matter.

Being Ancestral Witches, they could absorb the Evil Qi and blood energy between heaven and earth to refine their bodies, making themselves stronger.

The relatively powerful Great Witches could also manage this with some difficulty.

But for the many newly born ordinary clansmen, it was hard to accomplish; the conversion rate was ridiculously low.

They needed other ways to absorb what they required, otherwise, they would suffer from malnutrition.

Naturally, they thought of eating.

Obtaining what one needs through food is the most direct and simple method.

As the Wu Tribe grew stronger day by day and their sphere of influence expanded near Mount Buzhou, the amount of food needed also increased daily.

Hunting wild beasts and gathering spiritual fruits gradually became insufficient to meet their daily needs.

A discussion regarding food thus unfolded.

"Second brother, what do you think?" Dijiang still placed great trust in his advisor.

However, Zhu Jiuyin hadn't come up with any good ideas at the moment and could only shake his head.

The other Ancestral Witches were the same; their respective tribes also faced food shortages, and they couldn't think of a solution for a while.

At such a time, some unconventional methods were needed to break the deadlock.

All the Ancestral Witches turned their gaze toward a certain fellow roasting meat over a fire in the corner.

Being stared at like this, Zhu Rong thought the others were eyeing the meat in his hand, so he immediately opened his large mouth and stuffed the whole piece in.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen someone eat meat before?"

While everyone else was seriously discussing strategies, this fellow was eating right there; how could they stand it?

Gonggong rushed over, grabbed his head, and dragged him over.

The Ancestral Witches surrounded him and gave him a round of punches and kicks.

"The clansmen have nothing to eat, yet you're still in the mood to eat."

Seeing the finger pointed at him, Zhu Rong shouted, "I have an idea!"

The Ancestral Witches were stunned; this fellow actually had an idea.

To think he didn't say it earlier, he deserved a beating!

They raised their fists for another round of output.

"What idea? Hurry up and speak!"

After being beaten twice, how could Zhu Rong dare to hide anything? He spoke about how he had visited a certain mountain and asked the race entrenched there for some food.

"Is this 'visit' of yours a proper visit?"

Zhu Rong patted his chest and guaranteed, "Don't worry, it was absolutely proper. They were all thoroughly convinced."

"It's just that the next time I went, they had moved away."

Well then, wasn't it still a matter of beating them into submission.

However, this was indeed a good method.

After all, the Ancestral Witches were all very skilled at Convincing People with Virtue.

For a time, the Ancestral Witches led their clansmen to visit various ethnic groups, and after winning them over, the Wu Tribe's food shortage problem was easily solved.

With food, the Wu Tribe was able to develop faster and better.

It was just a pity for the other races.