I have the best bloodline

"Hahaha," Tu Bo smiled, but did not directly answer the question posed by the Gu She deity.

The status of the Gushe God is like that of the White Fox, the Nine-Tailed Fox God Ancestor. He is invincible below the Holy Spirit. Although he cannot kill the Holy Spirit like the White Fox, he can still exchange one for one without much trouble.

Even without the blessing of the Netherworld, she is already like this. If she were to receive the blessing of the Netherworld, the strength of the Gu She Divine Person should be comparable to that of the White Fox, who was once the number one divine person.

As the Gushe deity walked out, the other holy spirits and gods all showed surprise.

The Goddess Gushe is renowned in the celestial realm for her kindness and noble character. Her lofty virtues are admirable, and she is a truly auspicious deity who would sacrifice herself to protect the living beings and the land. How could anyone not be curious to see the Goddess Gushe on the altar in the Netherworld?

But the Gushe deity showed no intention of explaining, only staring coldly at Tu Bo:

"Keep your acts of aiding and abetting evil, and your acts of bullying the weak, in your own family genealogy, and don't tell me about them!"

Tu Bo imprisons more than 300 million souls, all of whom are the people protected by the Gu She deity.

While the God of Gushe was away, Tu Bo instructed the immortals and gods of the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Alliance to launch a surprise attack on the God of Gushe's territory. They then imprisoned the God of Gushe's soul in the Netherworld Capital, thereby coercing the God of Gushe to participate in the Netherworld's schemes.

If the Gushe deity does not comply, using the more than 300 million souls to feed the creatures of the Styx River would also be a good option.

"Click-click-click—"

In the lost world, far from the Netherworld Altar, the immortals who received the command from the Netherworld Soul-Guiding Banner slowly opened their eyes, loosened the shackles on their upper bodies that anchored their position in the lost world, and looked towards the direction of the Immortal Realm. Their figures gradually turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared.

As anchors of the Heavenly Bridge, they have been consuming themselves for tens of thousands of years. Now that their mission is complete, it is time for them to end their lives and be resurrected from the Soul-Guiding Banner as immortal witches promised by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden!

"Ow—"

A creature with the upper body of a bull and the tail of a dragon suddenly leaped into the void. Its cultivation level skyrocketed from the Celestial Realm to the True Immortal Realm. Countless strands of light sprouted from its back and entered the Lost World, dragging it toward its destination, the Primordial Immortal Realm.

One by one, the immortal witches were awakened by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, their seals and shackles were broken, and they revealed their former peak power. They dragged the lost world back to the Immortal Realm, allowing the Immortal Realm to return to its original state.

"Is it time yet?"

Sitting in the Xia Yu Dynasty, Bai Ze looked at the white hairs beginning to grow on his arms, a slight worry on his face, and gazed into the void, saying, "I wonder how the little fox's preparations are going? I just hope the puppets we sent out weren't too late."

"Otherwise, with my current strength, even ordinary True Immortals would find it difficult to resist."

"Hmm? Senior Bai Ze, what's wrong?"

Sitting in the Wanshi Palace, Princess Wuxi, who was handling official documents, noticed the abnormality of Bai Ze. She frowned and hurriedly asked Bai Ze how he manifested his true form.

"I'm afraid my time is running out." Bai Ze sighed slightly and said, "I can already feel the summons from the Netherworld. Compared to what's happening here, I urge the Princess to issue an evacuation order to clear out the entire Demon Suppression Division. The evil dragon sealed inside should be about to break free."

After saying this, Bai Ze turned and ran outside. His figure gradually revealed white fur. Before he had taken more than a few steps, his figure had already revealed Bai Ze's beast form. Two horns grew from his white tiger head, and two tufts of long, different colored fur surrounded Bai Ze as if he were a guard. With a flick of his fluffy tail, Bai Ze's figure leaped into the void and disappeared completely.

"Give the order! Clear the area within ten miles of the Demon Suppression Division." Princess Wuxi slowly gave the order, her gaze fixed on the spot where Bai Ze had disappeared, a solemn expression on her face. She said, "Are we already close to the Immortal Realm?"

"This is earlier than expected. I wonder how things are going on with my great-aunt and the others."

"Roar!"

Shortly after Princess Wuxi issued her order, a dragon's roar suddenly came from the depths of the Demon Suppression Division. Large amounts of ice splattered from the ground, and a black dragon with nine heads broke free from its restraints and crawled out. The end of the evil dragon's tail gradually split open, and with a flick of its fan-like tail, it wandered into the void, without even glancing at the human homeland it had once built.

"Oh, Father and Mother! Why can't you two rest in peace?"

The Third Prince arrived in front of the Hall of Ten Thousand Generations and saw the object formed by the fusion of Emperor Yu's remains and Empress Dowager You Su breaking free from its seal and leaving again. A bitter smile appeared on his face, and he felt extremely helpless about it.

If you two are still alive, come out and help. If you've really passed away, then sleep soundly and don't bother your descendants with unnecessary trips up.

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Chapter 694 Creation Pot

"Tap tap tap—"

Bai Ze, in his original form, and the Nine-Headed Evil Dragon felt the call of the Netherworld Soul-Guiding Banner and passively accepted the gifts from the Netherworld, thereby gaining increased strength and completely escaping their current predicament, and breaking through the void to leave.

Princess Wuxi watched the departure of the nine-headed black dragon and Bai Ze, remaining silent for a moment. Looking at the slowly closing void rift, she shook her head and sighed:

"It seems the ministers are going to start fighting during court later!"

Since the news of the return to the Immortal Realm spread among the upper echelons of the cultivation world, there has been a sense of impending doom within the Xia Yu Dynasty. Under such immense pressure, disagreements inevitably arose within the court.

More than two years have passed, and the court has split into a battle between the civil officials and the military officials. The two sides are openly and secretly targeting and killing each other. If it weren't for Princess Wuxi and the Third Prince and the Eighth Prince keeping order, the two groups might have even engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

The civil officials all believed that waiting like this was not a solution at all, and that they had to take the initiative to attack. Sending thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers over before had not made any waves!

We should send a vanguard to drive down a stake, then unseal all the forbidden techniques of Xia Yu, and publicly disseminate them to all cultivators, severely disrupting the grassroots of a corner of the Immortal Realm who are trying to establish the Xia Yu Dynasty's reputation.

However, the military officer group did not think so. The leader of the military officer group, Taibao, even publicly cursed Taifu as a scoundrel.

Your lives are precious, but our lives are precious, while ours are precious, even though we are military officers fighting on the front lines?

The military officials unanimously believed that civil officials were despicable, and offered advice to the Regent Prince Wuxi and the Third Prince, arguing that civil officials were a bunch of filthy people and that the most important thing for the Xia Yu Dynasty to do right now was to declare war on the cultivation world!

Kill billions of cultivators, plunder all the spirit stones, and combine them with the Nightmare Town Fusion Method of the Central State. Imitate the Four Seas Dragon Clan and throw away all their wealth. Combine them with billions of flesh and blood, wronged souls, and the immortal crystals sent back by His Majesty, and forge several blood demons that surpass immortals and gods. The right way is to fiercely drive back the bandits who invaded the Xia Yu Dynasty!

The civil and military officials had been arguing and hoping that the princess would adopt their methods.

The civil service thought the military officers were crazy, while the military officers thought the civil service was corrupt and traitorous.

Now that Bai Ze and the Nine-Headed Evil Dragon have come to the fore, the Wan Shi Palace is likely to start fighting soon.

Meanwhile, the true barbarians of Xia Yu had already followed Emperor Wusheng to the Immortal Realm, where they learned the most insane and forbidden techniques, used the most potent demonic weapons crafted by the Feng Clan, formed an army to wage war against the Nightmare Suppression Sect, and attacked the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Alliance.

"There's no need to pay attention to the ministers' nonsense. We just need to keep His Majesty on the right track." Xia Sanye walked to the entrance of Wanshi Hall and looked at Princess Wuxi, saying slowly, "The interests of the ministers are already tied to the Xia Yu Dynasty. Although they genuinely believe that what they are after is for the Xia Yu Dynasty, they can never see the big picture. Both are not good."

"Too."

Princess Wuxi looked at the Third Prince, smiled, and said with a melancholy expression, "Although artificial ley lines have spread across the five continents and four seas, there are still huge gaps in the undead races that fill them. Thus, the forged Holy Sword..."

The Third Prince pondered for a moment and said, "The difference in numbers is to be expected, but the transformation of the Undying Kingdom's race is not an easy task. It requires the Nightmare Suppression Technique to completely corrode the soul and cause physical deformities and distortions."

"Your Majesty should have been prepared!"

"I hope Xia Yu can get through this smoothly! It's rare for me to find a little fox that I like, and I've built such a magnificent palace for her, but I haven't used it for a single day. I feel like it's a waste of resources." Princess Wuxi winked at her grandfather as if hinting at something.

"Do you think I can interfere in your affairs?" the Third Prince said, his face showing a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

“From a rational point of view, we shouldn’t give it to them, but such an important matter should be discussed with our family and relatives.” Princess Wuxi said with a smile.

Although Princess Wuxi was wild and untamed, she had exceptionally high standards due to her background, and no cultivator had ever caught her eye.

With the recent surge in survival pressure, even Princess Wuxi, who believed in the immortality of the strong, couldn't help but feel anxious and irritable. Faced with this change in mood, Princess Wuxi thought for a moment and felt that the best way to calm the anxiety and turmoil stemming from her bloodline was to simply grab Su Yan and have some fun with him.

In this way, one can understand one of the most important things in life, so as not to die without knowing the taste of a male beast.

Therefore, Princess Wuxi secretly built a palace in the cultivation world that conformed to the marriage customs of the fox clan, specifically for doing some happy things. Now everything is ready except for Su Yan, the male beast, to move in.

Once someone moves in, the princess will arrange everything for him, and even have her female officials record it, writing a 20,000-word document about the princess's search for a husband, which will then be circulated for her to enjoy.

………………

Su Yan, still in the Yinglong Treasure Vault, was unaware that the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden had visited the Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun Spirit Mountain and then returned to sever the connection between heaven and earth. Su Yan was currently staring at something with a look of amazement.

"Is this something I can see?"

Su Yan, who had manifested the form of a little fox, looked at the object in front of him with a face full of surprise. It was like a teapot, with a pinkish-purple glaze all over its body. Combined with the handle and spout, it looked extremely like the shape of a womb.

The description of the item in front of you is clearly written on the metal plaque on the display stand. This pot is the treasure that Nuwa used when she enlightened the human race. It contains endless creative life force. Although this pot cannot directly kill the Holy Spirit, it can open the lid and capture human beings to be refined into creative life force inside.

When Su Yan saw the Creation Pot, he was already tempted, but when he stood in front of it, a sense of hesitation arose in his heart.

Does my behavior count as directly attacking the lair of the birth crystal of the ancient human race?

Although Senior Ruonv was born of Nuwa and not a being created by the Creation Pot in front of him, Su Yan now strongly suspects that the Creation Pot's form might be a treasure that Nuwa created using herself as a reference.

"I'm so sorry, please forgive me. This little fox was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. If I have offended you in any way, once the chaos of the world has completely subsided, and if I'm lucky enough to still be alive, I will definitely go to the Empress Nuwa to personally apologize."

Standing in the void, Su Yan stood upright, put his two little fox hands together, bowed to the Creation Pot, and carefully reached out to touch the handle of the Creation Pot.

Upon handling the Creation Pot, there was no coldness; rather, it felt as if it were touching skin, with a warm sensation. Su Yan could even sense that the Creation Pot was alive.

Clang, clang.

Su Yan tried shaking the Creation Pot and was surprised to find that there seemed to be some liquid still inside.

Could it be that there are leftover materials for enlightening the human race?

Su Yan took out a teacup, his face beaming with delight as he shook the body of the Creation Pot, wanting to pour out a few drops to see what would happen.

The spout was tilted slightly, and a stream of purplish-black blood dripped from it. The moment the blood touched the teacup, the ordinary white jade teacup suddenly screamed in front of Su Yan and shattered.

The drop of blood fell onto the gold-inlaid jade floor, and the floor instantly came to life, screaming as it died.

"???"

Su Yan looked at the still-falling blood and the numerous spirits that had suddenly become sentient and then died, his face full of question marks.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 695 Pain!

"ah!"

The liquid dripping from the Creation Pot instantly turned any object that touched it into a spirit, which then screamed and died suddenly. Su Yan stared in disbelief, glancing at the uterus-shaped pot in his hand and then at the dripping filthy blood.

"Can it be taken back?"

Su Yan looked at the Creation Pot in his hand, but the Creation Pot remained silent as if it were a dead object. Seeing this, Su Yan put the Creation Pot back on the display shelf and tentatively bowed to it.

"click"

The lid of the Creation Pot opened automatically, unleashing a targeted attraction that drew back the foul blood.

"You must have a spirit, right?" Su Yan looked at the Creation Pot with suspicion, but the Creation Pot did not respond to Su Yan at all and remained silent.

That's enough.

Su Yan saw that the Creation Pot remained silent, but he showed no dissatisfaction. He simply picked it up again and slowly floated it out of the main hall.

The Creation Pot clearly possesses some very powerful supernatural abilities. As for its specific effects, given that the Creation Pot remains completely silent, Su Yan felt that it might need Senior Ruonv to enlighten it.

However, obtaining the Creation Pot was definitely a good thing for Su Yan, as he hadn't forgotten about the incident at the Ten Thousand Immortals Banquet where he had tried to sow discord among the guests.

Hunyi is the patriarch of the Daosheng family. The Daosheng family is a demonic sect that has completely transformed into chaotic demon gods. Their disciples are disliked by humans, abandoned by demons, spirits and monsters in the immortal realm. Their wickedness and treachery far surpass that of the Daoyu family.

Su Yan felt that even if the Creation Pot couldn't suppress the Dao Sheng family's Hunyi, it could still cause them mental harm.

The Creation Pot can be considered Hunyi's birthplace. Now that he has his birthplace in his possession, it is very strange that Hunyi can still remain calm and composed.