Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 40 Zhu Rong: I'll lead the way for the Grand Marshal!

The future has changed!

At this moment, accompanied by Zhu Jiuyin's low murmur, everyone subconsciously looked at Zhu Jiuyin.

The future is a major focus for everyone.

If it weren't for the future, Dijiang and the others wouldn't have transformed into any sacred immortal or demonic bodies.

Now that things have come to this, upon hearing Zhu Jiuyin say that the future has changed, they feel both uneasy and somewhat expectant.

"How is it? What does the future hold?" Dijiang pressed.

Even Jiang Sheng cast a curious glance at him.

The Wu tribe has changed, and even he doesn't know what the future holds.

To know the future, one must go through Zhu Jiuyin, the embodiment of the light and shadow, the ancestral witch of time.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Zhu Jiuyin frowned, as if he had seen a lot. Finally, he let out a long breath and couldn't help but smile.

The ancestral witches were also excited.

For countless years, Zhu Jiuyin has always had a gloomy face and has never smiled, because he is overwhelmed by countless possible futures.

But today, he smiled, a smile of relief.

"Nine Yin, how is it? Did my Wu Clan win?" Di Jiang suppressed his excitement and hurriedly asked.

"Win? Not so easy!" Zhu Jiuyin exhaled, but his words made the hearts of the Ancestral Witches sink.

"What do you mean? Even after all this, we still haven't won? What have I been suffering all this for?" Zhu Rong complained.

Even after all this, you still haven't won?

He was not reconciled.

The other ancestral witches were equally unwilling to accept this.

"It's not quite what you imagine..."

Zhu Jiuyin, still smiling, then told everyone everything he had seen.

In Zhujiuyin's perception, from this moment on, the future of the primordial world has begun to be filled with uncertainty.

In countless futures, the war between the liches will have victories and defeats, and of course, there will be mutual destruction!

The future has become uncertain.

This is so much better than before.

Previously, Zhu Jiuyin had observed the past and future, and seen countless possibilities. No matter how he made changes, in the end, the Wu Clan would only be led to one result: the Wu Clan's defeat and destruction, either extinction or complete retreat.

It's as if the final fate of the Witch Clan has already been determined; no matter what you do during this period, the Witch Clan will eventually exit the stage of history.

But now, the final outcome has changed.

The future of the Witch Clan has become infinitely possible!

Upon hearing Zhu Jiuyin's account, the ancestral witches were overjoyed, and the great witches erupted in cheers.

How could we not cheer?

How could I not be overjoyed?

When you realize that no matter how hard you try, you will ultimately fail, all your motivation will vanish.

The worst thing about working hard is not seeing any hope.

Efforts made without seeing any hope will only be torment, eventually leading to utter despair.

And now, hope has appeared!

Even though it's just a possibility, just a future, as long as there's hope, there's motivation!

Even if they ultimately fail on this path of struggle, they have no regrets!

And the cause of all this lies with Jiang Sheng.

Without Jiang Sheng, their Wu clan would have no future.

That is...

Dijiang took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Jiang Sheng.

Seeing this, the other ancestral witches and even the great witches followed suit and bowed to Jiang Sheng in unison.

The ancestral witches bowed in unison, all facing Jiang Sheng.

"Oh dear, what are you doing? Get up quickly, you're making me feel so awkward!" Jiang Sheng said, both amused and exasperated, and hurriedly helped Di Jiang up.

"Fellow Daoist's great kindness is something my Wu Clan can never repay. No matter what, Fellow Daoist is the Holy Teacher of my Wu Clan! If I become the Heavenly Emperor in the future, Fellow Daoist will be the Imperial Teacher of my Wu Clan!" Di Jiang solemnly promised.

"Boom!"

At the same time, as Di Jiang finished speaking, the heavens and earth trembled slightly, and the Great Dao responded with thunder.

It seemed that heaven and earth were witnessing this vow.

"Homage, Holy Master!" Dijiang shouted.

The witches bowed again, shouting, "Holy Master!"

"Oh, this..."

Jiang Sheng was both amused and exasperated. "I was just treating you guys like韭菜 (leeks, a metaphor for being exploited)."

You're making such a big deal out of this; how am I supposed to bear it in the future?

Among the many members of the Witch Clan present, there were already twelve divine bodies, twelve holy bodies, twelve immortal bodies, and twelve demonic bodies!

It's just that we don't know who has the potential to grow into a fully mature being.

However, Jiang Sheng believed that as long as the Wu Clan was given time, achieving the Great Perfection Body was only a matter of time, and his "Body Book," a rare treasure of the Heavenly Dao, was also only a matter of time.

However, given the current situation and the stance of the Witch Clan...

Oh well, I'll just take it one step at a time.

"Alright, stop standing here like an idiot. Do you have a quiet room or something for seclusion? I need to go into seclusion!" Jiang Sheng said, looking at Di Jiang.

Quiet room?

Dijiang and the others were taken aback. Their Wu clan did not practice magic or Taoism, so where did they get a quiet room?

They would just find any open space and fight each other while they were practicing...

There is no quiet room...

Unless it's made on the spot!

Yes, yes, yes!

Suddenly, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up, and like a lackey leading the way for a Japanese lord, he chuckled and said, "Sir, we have a place here that's absolutely perfect for secluded cultivation. This way, please!"

With that, Zhu Rong led Jiang Sheng toward the Pangu Temple!

The ancestral witches were stunned, and Dijiang's face darkened.

The Pangu Temple is a sacred place for their Wu clan. For so many years, not only outsiders, but even great shamans have not been qualified to go to the Pangu Temple! Only their ancestral shamans are qualified to go there!

But now, Zhu Rong has actually taken Jiang Sheng with her?

"Brother, this..." Gonggong frowned, looking at Zhurong, who was full of rebellious spirit, with a face full of displeasure.

"Um……"

Dijiang pondered for a long time before finally exhaling and saying, "Very well, since he is the Holy Master of my Witch Clan, the Pangu Temple should rightfully be open to him!"

"Huh? Of course I know that, that's not what I meant..."

Gonggong blinked: "I mean, I also want to go and guide the Holy Master!"

"Get lost!" Di Jiang's face darkened, and he kicked him directly.

Damn it, a body weighing 100 pounds, with 99 pounds of rebellious spirit, huh?

Gonggong, taking advantage of the situation, flew away, overjoyed. He eagerly approached Jiang Sheng, grinning, "Since the Holy Master is in seclusion, he certainly needs someone to guard the gate. You can rest assured that this gate-guarding task is mine! In heaven and on earth, if I, Gonggong, say I'm number one at guarding the gate, no one dares to say they're second!"

"Bullshit! I'm the best at guarding the gate! Holy Master, if you let me guard the gate, I'll definitely do a better job than him!" Zhu Rong retorted directly.

These two idiots...

Jiang Sheng's lips twitched slightly.

He began to suspect that the real reason for the defeat of the Witch Clan was caused by these two idiots?

Watching the three figures gradually disappear into the distance, the remaining Ancestral Witches remained silent, unsure of what to say.

"Fellow Daoists, why don't we move together to the Pangu Temple?" Dijiang looked at Fuxi and Nuwa and invited them with a smile.

"No!" Nuwa and Fuxi exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously.

Fuxi smiled and said, "I suppose the Pangu Temple is also an important place for your Wu Clan, so it's not appropriate for us two outsiders to go there! We'll just wander around this Wu Clan territory and wait for you to emerge from seclusion!"

Dijiang nodded with a smile; he had only been being polite before.

The Pangu Temple would never allow outsiders to enter, even if these two people were friends of the Holy Master!

(End of this chapter)