I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

The Bitter Tea Master left, cursing and swearing.

"Bah! You weak humans, do you think you're fit to enter my West? Wishful thinking, a pipe dream!"

After leaving the human race, Zhunti looked up at the sun and thought, "The Ten Golden Crows dwell in Tang Valley and Fusang... If the primordial world doesn't descend into chaos, how will the West have a chance?"

"It's so bitter! It's unbearably bitter! Oh, heavens, why have you so cruelly treated the West? Waaah..."

……

The ancestral home of humankind.

Li Yu calmly took another sip of tea. The West is poor and won't do anything without profit. Why would they waste resources to cultivate a weak human race?

The purpose of the human race is simply to seize the Kongtong Seal!

"Next."

Houtu led Da Yi into the house.

"Please sit down."

"What brings the Ancestral Witch Houtu to our human race?"

Houtu's expression was calm, but her voice had a mature charm. "Let's discuss the matter of a marriage alliance between the witches."

The Wu tribe possesses formidable physical strength and power, but they have great difficulty conceiving.

Compared to the demon race, the witch clan is sparsely populated.

When a woman from the witch clan marries a human woman, childbirth becomes very simple. Although the witch bloodline will become mixed and the aptitude of the witch children born will be far inferior to that of pure-blooded witches, the advantage lies in the number of children born!

The implication is that if the witch race could unite with the human race and produce tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of witch people, their numbers would be no less than those of the demon race!

Upon hearing this, Li Yu frowned slightly.

If the Witch Clan intermarries with the Human Clan, and the Human Clan is bound to the Witch Clan, the Human Clan will be protected by the Witch Clan and their living environment will be improved.

It looks shallow from that perspective!

Li Yu knew that there were no winners in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King. Both races suffered heavy casualties and had to withdraw from the prehistoric world.

Marriage with the witch clan could even bring great disaster to the human race!

Following the trajectory of the primordial wilderness.

In the future era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the Jiuli tribe rose to power. Its leader, Chiyou, integrated the strength of the Jiuli tribe and formed the Eastern Yi Alliance, aiming to sit on the throne of the Human Emperor!

The Jiuli tribe are descendants of mixed human and shaman blood, and they are exceptionally brave in battle.

Who is Chi You? He is the reincarnation of the true spirit of Chi You of the Wu tribe.

Chi You, who ruled over the Jiuli people, a mix of humans and shamans, caused the Yellow Emperor to suffer repeated defeats.

The throne of the Human Emperor was almost seized by Chi You.

Marriage with the Wu tribe would bring nothing but harm.

Why was Li Yu hesitant? He wasn't hesitant about the marriage alliance with the Wu tribe, but rather about the marriage alliance with his future wife, Consort Pingxin!

Houtu is destined to transform into the Six Paths of Reincarnation and establish the Netherworld. At that time, the relationship between the human race and the Netherworld will be established.

Seeing that Li Yu remained silent, Hou Tu waited patiently.

Behind him, Da Yi was getting impatient. "Human ruler, do you agree or not? After the marriage alliance with the Wu tribe, your human race will be protected by the Wu tribe. No race in the prehistoric world will dare to cause you any trouble."

Li Yu smiled calmly, "Thank you for your favor to the human race, Ancestral Witch. As for the marriage alliance, let's just forget about it."

"Our human race has just suffered a catastrophe and is severely weakened. We do not wish to participate in the struggle between heaven and earth again."

"If there are people in the human and witch races who truly love each other, I, as the common ruler of the human race, offer my blessings."

In short: Li Yu did not agree to the marriage between humans and witches, which was the general strategic direction of the human race, but there were a few individuals who were truly in love and he expressed his blessings.

Under the grand strategy of the human race, individual numbers cannot make any waves.

Da Yi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Human ruler, are you stupid? If the human race were to form an alliance with my witch race through marriage, would the demon race dare to slaughter you like this?"

"Isn't it good to find a protector for your people?"

Li Yu did not reply to Da Yi's words, but instead gazed at the beautiful and graceful Hou Tu, "When will the battle between the dragon and the tiger end?"

Houtu slightly opened her beautiful eyes and roughly understood what he meant.

The Lich and Demon races are likened to a dragon and a tiger; when will their struggle end? When dragon and tiger clash, one will inevitably be injured, or even both will be injured.

Unlike the other eleven ancestral witches, Houtu possessed great compassion and could not bear to see her people die tragically.

I also had a premonition that both sides would suffer losses.

But what can be done? The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years, and both sides are already bloodthirsty and in a state of endless conflict!

Houtu re-examined Li Yu's expression. 'His decision not to form a marriage alliance with the Wu tribe—did he foresee that the Wu and Yao tribes would both suffer heavy losses?'

Houtu saw that his gaze was deep, unlike the clear and innocent gaze of ordinary humans; it seemed to contain wisdom and keen insight.

No wonder he was able to gather the power of the human race, defeat the Ten Demon Saints, fight against Donghuang Taiyi, and protect his people!

Da Yi was still talking about the benefits of marrying into the Wu tribe.

Houtu suddenly spoke, "I apologize for disturbing the human race's sovereign with my visit today."

"Da Yi, there's no need for further words, let's go back."

Da Yi sighed, "You humans have suffered a great loss."

Houtu was a clever woman.

Li Yu knew that Houtu had understood his meaning, and said, "Respectfully sending off the Ancestral Witch Houtu."

"Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, although our human race was born late, we have heard of the Dragon-Han Calamity," Li Yu added.

Houtu was slightly taken aback. "Thank you for the reminder."

During the Great Calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasties, how glorious were the three progenitors of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin? They ruled over heaven and earth!

What about now? The three races have perished. The Dragon Clan has retreated to the four seas and is barely surviving. The Phoenix Clan has disappeared without a trace, and the Qilin Clan has become a popular mount in the prehistoric world.

Even powerful clans like the Dragon, Han, and Three Clans met such an end; what about the Witch Clan?

Houtu, with a heavy heart and a somber expression, left the ancestral land of the human race and returned to the Houtu tribe.

Houtu grew increasingly uneasy. "The Wu and Yao races... are currently evenly matched..."

Even if the Wu tribe wins, what price will they have to pay?

What if we can't win? What will the cost be?

Da Yi scratched his head. Ever since the chieftain returned from the human race, he had often been lost in thought. "Damn it! Is that kid a riddle teller? Why can't I understand him?"

……

The ancestral home of humankind.

The Six-Eared Macaque scratched his head. "Teacher, do you mean the Witch Clan will lose the Lich War?"

Li Yu shook his head.

"Can the witch clan win?"

Li Yu shook his head again.

"That would be a lose-lose situation!?" Liu Er exclaimed in surprise.

Li Yu chuckled, "The Lich and Demon races are evenly matched; you can imagine a mutually destructive outcome."

After a long period of contemplation, Liu Er said, "Millions of demon soldiers and demon kings have perished, and countless members of the witch clan have also perished."

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

Liu Er then considered the possibility: "The Ten Great Demon Saints, the Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Demon Gods have perished, and all the Great Witches of the Witch Clan have fallen..."

"Very close."

"What if Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches all perished?" Li Yu gave the answer directly.

"Hiss!" Liu Er gasped.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches have all perished? What's the difference between that and the extinction of the Witch and Demon races?" Liu Er was somewhat shocked and couldn't believe it.

Outside the door, the voice of the Holy Mother of Wudang could also be heard.

"Junior brother, you are exaggerating. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Dao Ancestor stepped forward and declared that the demons would rule the heavens and the witches would rule the earth, and that the two races of demons and witches must not engage in a war again."

"Although there are frictions between the Lich and Demon races, they would never dare to start a war of such scale."

Yunxiao is in Biyou Palace, missing her husband.

She then asked her senior sister Wudang to take her to find her husband.

As soon as the Holy Mother of Wudang arrived at the ancestral land of the human race with Yunxiao, she overheard Li Yu's brother-in-law discussing with Liu Er the deaths of all the supreme leaders of the Lich King.

The Holy Mother of Wudang naturally felt that her brother-in-law was exaggerating.

Do the Lich and Demon races dare to defy the Dao Ancestor's decree?

Li Yu smiled and bowed, "Greetings, Senior Sister Wudang."

"lady."

Li Yu missed his wife terribly.

He then took the lady in his arms.

"I was just saying, Senior Sister Wudang, please don't take it seriously."

The Holy Mother of Wudang was quite satisfied with her brother-in-law.

First, he was handpicked by the teacher; second, he treated Yunxiao very well. These two points are enough.

The Holy Mother of Wudang nodded, "If there's nothing else, Senior Sister will return to Jin'ao Island first."

"Senior sister, would you like some tea before you go?"

……

The Holy Mother of Wudang returned to Jin'ao Island and Biyou Palace.

"Master, your disciple has safely returned Junior Sister Yunxiao."

Tongtian felt a void in his heart. He had wanted to give his disciple Yunxiao more pointers and some private lessons, but Yunxiao wanted to go back.

"My son-in-law is quite capable; he has become the ruler of the human race and governs very well."

"Wudang, what was that kid doing when you went there?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang truthfully stated, "It is said that Di Jun, Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches perished together..."

Tongtian laughed, "You're just indulging in wishful thinking all day. Your ideas are too naive. Do you think the Lich and Demon races would dare to defy the Dao Ancestor's decree and start another war?"

"Humans and demons have a blood feud. I can understand my son-in-law's anger, but his thinking is indeed immature. He should abandon his fantasies and cultivate diligently."