Multiverse Skill System

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The innate Dao body is extremely terrifying. With the corresponding cultivation method, cultivation is as easy as taking an airplane. There are no bottlenecks before reaching the Immortal Realm, and it is only slightly more difficult after reaching the Immortal Realm. The earliest humans, even those with the worst aptitude, have a 50% chance of becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal as long as they do not perish along the way.

According to Yi Shuihan's estimate, a large number of Great Luo Golden Immortals will emerge from the human race in a few hundred years, Quasi-Saints will appear within a thousand years, and they should have the strength to compete with the Lich King and Demon King in about three thousand years.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong?"

Houtu looked resentful, as if Yi Shuihan was a heartless man, which made Yi Shuihan very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Seeing Yi Shuihan remain silent, a hint of disappointment flashed in Houtu's eyes, and then she spoke softly.

"Nuwa has become a saint, and the demon race now has the strength to contend with the witch race. Our witch race also wants to produce a saint."

"so what?"

"That's why I came to you, to see if you know how to become a saint. If it requires the Primordial Purple Qi, then we will take action against Zhunti and the others."

“Primordial Purple Qi is not a necessity, but if you want someone to ascend to sainthood in a short time, Primordial Purple Qi is the best choice.”

Yi Shuihan hesitated for a moment, but still explained the concepts of sages, primordial golden immortals, and true and false sages to Houtu.

Houtu was extremely surprised after hearing this, never expecting there to be so many intricacies involved.

"Thank you for telling me this."

She looked at Yi Shuihan with gratitude, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"No need to thank me, after all we're friends. I also have a book here on how to suddenly become a Grand Luo Golden Immortal; you can take it for reference!"

"Just friends?"

Yi Shuihan held the insights in mid-air, intending for Houtu to catch them, but Houtu murmured something and remained silent for a long time.

Yi Shuihan was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to put his hand down or not. Fortunately, Houtu naturally took the item.

"Lately, I've often felt that there's something I need to do, as if it's my mission in life. Do you think I should do it?"

What are your own thoughts?

Yi Shuihan knew that this was the part where Houtu was about to reincarnate. According to the original story, Houtu would perish because she had no primordial spirit and could not use her merits to rise to the level of a saint. But now it was completely different. Houtu could directly achieve sainthood by using the merits of opening up reincarnation.

"I'd like to hear your opinion. If you don't want me to go, I won't go."

Houtu vaguely sensed that if she went, she might perish. If Yi Shuihan disagreed with her going, she would choose not to go and stay with Yi Shuihan until she could no longer control the arrival of that day.

"I think you can follow your instincts and see, that might be a good thing."

Knowing the reason, Yi Shuihan was certain that this was a good thing, but he did not say it outright.

"That's settled then, I'll go."

Yi Shuihan noticed that Houtu's tone was a bit off, and after a moment's thought, he knew what was going on. However, he didn't intend to explain, since Houtu would naturally understand everything once she became a sage.

After seeing Houtu off, Yi Shuihan continued her peaceful life.

As for Houtu, after bringing Yi Shuihan's words back to the Wu Clan, she left behind her insights and a drop of her life essence before setting off again to wander the prehistoric world.

A hundred years later, Houtu came to the Blood Sea and saw the struggling souls of living beings in the Blood Sea. Instantly, he understood the meaning of his own existence.

"The primordial continent needs a place where souls can rest in peace."

Houtu was extremely kind and could not bear to see the lonely souls in the world continue to suffer. After learning about her mission, she chose to carry it out without hesitation and began to reincarnate.

The cycle of reincarnation manifested, and the primordial world was thus completed. Heaven bestowed merit, which was no less than that of Nuwa creating the human race. At the same time, the entire primordial world also knew what Houtu was doing.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, your merits are immeasurable; I am no match for you."

Lao Tzu sighed and said this, then bowed in the direction of Houtu.

"Houtu is different from the other ancestral witches. She is indeed worthy of being a descendant of Pangu."

Yuanshi had always had reservations about the Ancestral Witches, but at this moment he also agreed with Houtu, and said solemnly.

Tongtian looked in the direction of Houtu with respect, and also acknowledged Houtu.

"Ugh!"

In the chaos, Nuwa also sensed Houtu's reincarnation and sighed. Even though they had different stances, she still approved of Houtu's actions.

In the primordial world, all who understood what Houtu's actions represented were extremely grateful to her and bowed in the direction where Houtu was.

"Houtu, my dear girl! How could you be so silly!"

The mournful cries of the ancestral witches echoed from the witch clan. This reincarnation was not a good thing; it meant death. The great god Pangu had perished after transforming into the primordial chaos.

Chapter 1062, Restricting Houtu

The cycle of reincarnation has reached its final stage, and Houtu's consciousness is gradually fading.

"Am I going to die? I really want to see him one more time!"

"Fool, why don't you use your merits to improve yourself? Have you forgotten that you have a primordial spirit?"

Yi Shuihan's voice resonated deep within Houtu's soul, instantly bringing her back to her senses.

"That's right! I have a primordial spirit. I can use my merits to reconstruct a body and even break through my cultivation level."

Realizing her condition, Houtu began to use this merit to begin the reconstruction of her body.

"What exactly happened before? Was it influenced by the Heavenly Dao that caused you to overlook the fact that you possess a primordial spirit?"

Yi Shuihan looked at Houtu, who was reconstructing her body, and thought to himself.

From the moment Houtu began her reincarnation, Yi Shuihan paid close attention to her situation. He had initially thought that Houtu would directly achieve sainthood through merit, but he discovered that Houtu's aura was not only not increasing, but was actually weakening, and in the end, she was on the verge of perishing.

Without a word, Yi Shuihan hurriedly reminded Houtu to use the most common method of transmitting sound, but it still didn't work. It seemed that a barrier had appeared around Houtu's primordial spirit, preventing Yi Shuihan from sending a message to Houtu.

In the end, Yi Shuihan went to great lengths to finally deliver the message to Houtu, allowing everything to return to normal.

"What's going on? What's wrong with Houtu...?"

“A primordial spirit? She has a primordial spirit and is currently breaking through her cultivation level.”

"It's actually a Quasi-Saint? How is that possible? It's only been a short time, is the system's power really that strong?"

"This is the path to becoming a saint! Houtu doesn't have the Primordial Purple Qi, how could she possibly become a saint?"

Under the gazes of countless powerful beings—some puzzled, some surprised, some envious, and some fearful—Houtu's aura finally reached a certain point, and then expanded outwards with a boom.

The grand spectacle of Nuwa's ascension to sainthood was recreated, and celebratory heavenly sounds resounded across the primordial land. The essence of the Dao was revealed, creating all things and benefiting countless beings.

"Houtu has become a saint! That's wonderful! Now our demon race is no longer a threat."

The originally sorrowful atmosphere of the Wu tribe was instantly filled with joy. Dijiang and other ancestral witches laughed heartily, excited and thrilled that a saint had been born into the Wu tribe.

"She can actually become a saint? Clearly, the secrets of Heaven do not allow it."

Before, Yuanshi admired Houtu's selfless dedication, but after seeing Houtu become a saint, he immediately changed his attitude and became resentful towards her. Houtu's sainthood was a slap in the face to the Three Pure Ones! Yuanshi had always looked down on the Wu tribe, believing that only the Three Pure Ones were the true descendants of Pangu. However, now the Wu tribe, which he had looked down upon, had become saints, and even before them. How could he accept this?

"She can reincarnate for the sake of all living beings, so she is naturally qualified to become a saint."

Laozi saw through Yuanshi's thoughts and spoke calmly. In fact, his heart was definitely not as calm as it appeared. He was Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones and the eldest disciple of Hongjun Daozu. Nuwa had made him lose face before she became a saint, and now Houtu had become a saint. It was estimated that some people would compare Houtu with him.

"If Houtu doesn't become a saint, what qualifications do we have to become saints? I think it's perfectly normal for Houtu to become a saint!"

Tongtian seemed very happy. With his straightforward nature, he was only happy about Houtu becoming a saint. At the same time, he was also filled with longing for the strength of a saint, and he looked forward to the day when he could step into that realm.

In the West, under a Bodhi tree, Cundi and Jieyin sat facing each other.

"Senior brother, now that Houtu has become a saint, should we still carry out our plan? If we can't provoke a war between the Lich King and the Demon King, then we in the West will have no way to take the opportunity to develop."

"The plan continues. Houtu's ascension to sainthood is not the will of Heaven. Heaven should restrain Houtu."

"That's good."

Zhunti had no doubt about what Guiyin said, and his expression became extremely peaceful.

The fact that Jieyin knew that the Heavenly Dao did not want Houtu to become a saint reveals a lot of information. At least Yi Shuihan never thought that Jieyin would be so powerful. Obviously, Jieyin was hiding his abilities very well.

Zhunti and Jieyin have always been at the forefront, with Zhunti leading the charge and Jieyin appearing indifferent to worldly affairs. It seems as if Zhunti is the leader, but the truth is quite different. Zhunti's every move is actually determined by Jieyin's wishes. Jieyin is the true strategist of the two, while Zhunti is merely the implementer of the plan.

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, is this a sliver of hope? The Witch Clan has secured this sliver of hope, but what about the Demon Clan?"

Nuwa's gaze pierced through the endless void and looked at Houtu, who seemed to have noticed her prying eyes and looked in her direction as well.

Perhaps the only two female saints in the primordial world, when they looked at each other in this situation, it was amazing that the image of Yi Shuihan appeared in their minds at that moment.

Nuwa was thinking of Yi Shuihan's foresight, and the system that brought the primordial world allowed Houtu to change her fate of falling and become a saint.

Houtu thought that when she was about to perish, it was Yi Shuihan who awakened her and gave her a new life. Just thinking about Yi Shuihan's "gentle" voice warmed her heart.

"Houtu needs to sit in the cycle of reincarnation, and can make a move three times within ten thousand years."

Just as Houtu was about to greet Yi Shuihan and then report the good news to the Wu Clan, Hongjun suddenly appeared in front of her and said these words.

At this moment, Hongjun's eyes seemed to have lost all biological emotions, and he was completely like a machine. His progress in merging with the Dao should have entered the later stage, and even Houtu's ascension to sainthood could not arouse his emotions in the slightest.

The words were spoken by Hongjun, but they represented the will of Heaven. Houtu wanted to refuse, but under the pressure of Hongjun's power, which was faintly beyond that of a saint, she finally lowered her head.

Before becoming a sage, Houtu still had the courage to confront Hongjun because she couldn't accurately know the difference between them. But after truly becoming a sage, she no longer dared to oppose Hongjun. She understood what Hongjun's power represented—it was enough to suppress the entire prehistoric world, even for a sage.

Hongjun still gave Houtu a chance to make a move, which is one of the reasons why Houtu bowed her head, even if she only had three chances to attack.

Chapter 1063, Planning Reincarnation 

"So it really happened?"

Hongjun's appearance and his words could not be concealed, so all beings above the Quasi-Saint level knew about it. The demon race was naturally happy about this, while the witch race was furious.

"Hongjun, you have gone too far in deceiving the sorcerer."

Dijiang led the other Ancestral Witches through a spatial leap to Hongjun's front, each of them radiating an astonishing aura of malevolence.

"Houtu, set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. This time, we must teach Hongjun a lesson."

In Dijiang's view, although Houtu, who had already become a saint, was no match for Hongjun, the gap between them should not be that big. As long as Houtu took the lead and set up the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation, Hongjun would undoubtedly be defeated.

Faced with Dijiang's clamor, Hongjun remained expressionless and didn't even glance at them. In fact, Hongjun, or rather the Heavenly Dao, actually hoped that Houtu would act as Dijiang said. That way, he would have a reason to completely suppress Houtu without even giving her three chances to make a move.

"Brother, let's just forget about it!"

Houtu shook her head and refused Dijiang, leaving Dijiang and the others stunned and looking at Houtu in disbelief.

"why?"

"You can't win."

Knowing Houtu's personality, Dijiang did not believe that Houtu would lie to him about this matter. Even though he was very unwilling to believe this fact, he still gave up his plan to fight Hongjun.

"The land of reincarnation is of great importance and cannot be managed by Houtu alone. The specific construction should be discussed by the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and Houtu together."

Hongjun spoke again, and his words enraged the Ancestral Witches once more, as this was clearly bullying Houtu.

"Why should Houtu be in charge of reincarnation? Reincarnation was created by Houtu, so it should be under her control. What does it have to do with the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa?"

Zhu Rong shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hongjun simply looked at Houtu, waiting for her answer, completely ignoring Zhurong.

Houtu was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright!"

"That's good."

Hongjun disappeared from the spot, and Houtu casually set up an isolation formation and began to reminisce with the Ancestral Witches.

"Sister Houtu, you've kept this from your brothers for so long! Why did you have to transform into reincarnation? Don't you know how dangerous that is? You almost perished completely."

“I’m sorry, but this is the mission that God the Father has given me, and I really don’t want to see souls in God the Father’s world unable to find their home and suffering forever.”

"Fortunately, the result is good. Houtu has also achieved sainthood, so my Wu clan has no more worries."

"If Houtu is going to oversee reincarnation, then our Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation won't be able to be set up."

"It's alright. Houtu left behind a drop of her essence blood. We can select a suitable Great Witch to become an Ancestral Witch. At that time, we can still form the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation. Moreover, even without the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation, those little brats of the demon race will be no match for us."

The twelve ancestral witches discussed the matter for a long time, and in the end, Houtu stayed behind while the other ancestral witches returned to the witch clan.

"Come out!"

Houtu spoke softly to the empty space, and then Yi Shuihan revealed himself.

"Congratulations on becoming a saint."

Houtu knew that Yi Shuihan had been staying by her side the whole time, and Hongjun certainly knew it too, but neither of them said it out loud. Later, when the Ancestral Witches discussed the grand plan of the Witch Clan, Houtu did not avoid mentioning Yi Shuihan, which shows that in her heart, Yi Shuihan's status had reached a certain level.

Even the congratulations from other Ancestral Witches couldn't compare to the joy that Yi Shuihan's congratulations brought to Houtu. She looked at Yi Shuihan with deep affection.

"If it weren't for you, I would have perished. Thank you."