Hong Huang: I Kept Offering Poisonous Plans! Hou Tu Urged Me to Calm Down

Chapter 28: Does the Yao Race Also Want to Hold the Stake? Three races Get Involved!

He had another plan!  

This plan hadn’t even ended yet!  

Even the usually more radical Gong Gong felt that Chu Xuan was being a bit too extreme.

From Chu Xuan’s style, many of the Wu Ancestors understood that this would definitely be another poisonous scheme.

They had already more or less figured out how this new little brother of theirs operated.

But after a moment of silence, they couldn’t help but wonder—was there something else the Wu race needed to solve?  

Hadn’t the issues from the Quasi-Saint and Saint eras already been resolved?  

The Wu race had enough room to maneuver.

The Wu Ancestors couldn’t understand.

Di Jiang coughed and broke the silence to ask Xuan Ming, “Did he say what the plan was?”

However, it was better that he didn’t ask, for as soon as he did, a faint trace of anger appeared on Xuan Ming’s cold face, and she complained, “I asked, but he wouldn’t tell me! He didn’t even take me along! This little brother is really ignorant. What’s the use of always taking my little sister? With her shy demeanor, how could she help him? He should have come to me, I’d at least give him some sweet treats!”

Xuan Ming spoke boldly, showing no attempt to hide her carefree attitude. She felt even more resentment toward Chu Xuan.

The other Wu Ancestors ignored the latter part of Xuan Ming’s speech and didn’t take it seriously. Only Di Jiang’s gaze brightened, but he suppressed his thoughts and gently comforted her.

“Little brother is incredibly wise, so naturally, he has his own considerations! Although we may not understand, we shouldn’t complicate things! Moreover, our little brother is from our little sister’s tribe, so it’s normal that he has a closer relationship with her! If you are interested, you can visit his tribe more often! Little brother will certainly give you some respect!”

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Di Jiang’s words caused Xuan Ming’s eyes to brighten, and she nodded.

It wasn’t surprising—she had always had the best relationship with her little sister in the past, but now with Chu Xuan around, she was left behind.  

And after being left out of a few previous plans, she had some lingering resentment.  

What the eldest brother said was correct; she should find time to get closer to him.  

After all, being taken advantage of wouldn’t hurt.

Xuan Ming was carefree, as usual, and because of her status as a Wu Ancestor, she didn’t like outsiders and valued brotherly bonds. She held great reverence for the younger Wu race members. Otherwise, she wouldn’t care much about having children.

In contrast, Hou Tu was somewhat unlike the Wu race.

Seeing that Xuan Ming had taken his advice, Di Jiang was even more confident. Just as he was about to press forward, suddenly, a message interrupted his actions.

“Fuxi and Nuwa have come to visit friends, and they request that all the Wu Ancestors come for a meeting!”

Seeing the message, the Wu Ancestors’ gazes all brightened, and Di Jiang smiled,

“It seems that the latter part of little brother’s plan is finally here! We will not actively involve ourselves in the dispute over the Saint position, but we can’t stop future Saints from coming to our Wu race! Even if the Dao Ancestor comes, there’s nothing to say!”

Immediately, Di Jiang, accompanied by a few Wu Ancestors who did not need breakthroughs, went out personally to welcome them.

As Fuxi and Nuwa saw Di Jiang coming out in person, they became even more certain of their thoughts.

The Wu race would indeed benefit in intervening in the Saint position.

Otherwise, if it was just a friendly visit, there would be no need to bring so many Wu Ancestors.

However, Hou Tu and that mysterious little shaman, Chu Xuan, were conspicuously absent.

Fuxi’s eyes flashed with doubt, while Nuwa seemed somewhat curious.

But given that both of them were in a dangerous situation, they decided to enter the heart of the Wu race together.

As Fuxi and Nuwa successfully entered the Wu race, Emperor Jun, who had arrived late, watched the scene from the void and became angry.

“One step too late! How did it come to this!”

Though he was also interested in Nuwa’s cushion, he felt it wasn’t necessary to take it this far.

If an agreement couldn’t be concluded, the Yao race could protect Nuwa as well.

He had always been close to Fuxi and thought he could gain an advantage.

Emperor Jun sighed inwardly, thinking of the impossible things he had said, and turned to his attendants.

“The Wu race is hard to move now! Focus on Kunlun and those two in the west! We don’t necessarily need to fight for the cushion; it can still be about making good relations!”

The entrance of Fuxi and Nuwa into the Wu race territory suddenly gave Emperor Jun an idea for another path.

That is, to make good relations with the future Saints and control the Saint position!

Unlike other powerful beings, he wasn’t alone; as the Heavenly Emperor of the Yao race, although the Saint position was important, his own power and development were equally critical.

Other than Chu Xuan, there were still some smart people; they just lacked ideas.

The Yao race might be weak now, but surely they could secure one or two future Saints.

Looking at the dozens of calm-faced Da Luo Golden Immortals around him, Emperor Jun felt uneasy.

After all, while the Yao race had strong power, they didn’t face the same restrictions as the Wu race in using the cushion. The real problem had never been external—it was internal.

The Yao race had dozens of Da Luo Golden Immortals. While he could suppress some, could they all hold back?

Emperor Jun gritted his teeth.

“Fine, let’s spread the word and see what happens! If it works out, it’s guaranteed profit!”

…….

Emperor Jun was a man of action.

Not long after making the decision, many Da Luo Golden Immortals and even some powerful beings received the message.

The Yao race was interested in securing one or two future Saints.

Of course, the exact identity of these future Saints was vague, causing many to realize that the Yao race wanted to hold the stake.

Whoever sought refuge with the Yao race or aimed to seize the Saint position would need to approach them.

After all, with dozens of Da Luo Golden Immortals on the Yao race side, they were an immensely powerful force.

They were the top experts of the Primordial Realm; just a slight leak of information would allow everyone to piece together the underlying logic.

The only problem was…

“Does the Yao race even deserve to hold the stake?”

“If they truly take control, with dozens of Da Luo Golden Immortals guarding the Yao race’s Heavenly Court, who’s to say who will sit in the Saint position?”

“Even if we ally with them, we may just be the ones left empty-handed!”

Many beings scoffed at the Yao race’s ambitions.

Only a very few, who were confident in their strength, had their eyes flicker with interest.

There was also another group who had the same idea as the Yao race, because the current forces in the Primordial Realm were far from just the Wu and Yao races.

Ordinary races naturally didn’t have the strength to intervene in the battle for the Saint position, but what about extraordinary ones?

The protagonists of the previous era, the Three races from the LongHan Tribulation, were all shaken at this moment.

Although the Three races had been severely damaged and fallen, some of their foundations remained. After all, they had once dominated an entire era, and they had not yet reached the point where they were completely powerless.

In the Four Seas, a Da Luo Golden Immortal visited the deep waters of the Dragon Palace to meet with the sleeping Ancestor and reported the seriousness of the situation.

“We bear the karma of the killing tribulation and are being eroded by this karma. With the Second Ancestor bearing most of the backlash, we are still able to struggle for a while. However, if more time passes, even we Da Luo Golden Immortals may fall into a long sleep. Rather than waiting for the future tribulation’s karma to slowly wear us down and lead to the decline of our Long race, it would be better to fight now! We may not be able to attain the Saint position, but we can still plan for the karma of future Saints. If a Saint helps us, perhaps we can all be freed!”

After a long pause, a weary voice echoed from the depths of the Dragon Palace’s water eye.

“Alright! But do not anger that person. The preservation of the original future Saint must come first. In a critical moment, I will take action!”

The Da Luo Golden Immortal dragon nodded excitedly.

At the same time, similar conversations were happening in the southern volcano and the central Qilin territory, each with varying levels of involvement.

The remnants of the previous era’s forces would inevitably push this plan to its extreme.

Did Chu Xuan know this?

Of course, Chu Xuan had already suspected it.

“The more beings that get involved, the greater the contradictions and disturbances. Not only will this help prepare for the future Saints era, but it will also cover up my next plan! If the Heavenly Tribulation and even the fight for the cushions are still just small movements in Hongjun’s sight, then what I am about to do will truly stir Hong Jun.”

Chu Xuan walked across the western land, carefully hiding the Heavenly Secrets with Pangu’s blood.

Even now, Hou Tu still didn’t know what they were planning.

Just at this moment, Hou Tu heard about the Yao race’s movements and couldn’t help but tell Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan smiled and replied,

“No need to worry! This actually benefits our plan even more and highlights the advantages of the Wu race! The Yao race has a primordial spirit, so they are destined not to sit in the seat of dominion. The advantage of this plan is that only the Wu race can sit in that seat!”

After hearing this, Hou Tu fell silent and curiously watched Chu Xuan, who seemed to be measuring something, as if searching for something on the western land.

The ground was filled with turbid death energy, and the spiritual qi was thin.

In the battle from before, the Yao Ancestor had detonated the entire western spiritual veins, leaving the west barren to the extreme.

Even the Wu race rarely visited the Western Land, as while the turbid death energy benefited the Wu race’s physical cultivation, it couldn’t bear the Wu race’s reproduction.

“I wonder what he is really looking for?”

Although Hou Tu was curious, she obediently stayed by Chu Xuan’s side. Occasionally, when they encountered Da Luo Golden Immortals or powerful beings passing by, she would pull Chu Xuan into the void to hide, though she said little.

Her gentleness made her seem like a little maid, and Chu Xuan was very satisfied with her.

This was why he hadn’t brought along Xuan Ming.

Hou Tu was more obedient and gentle. While Xuan Ming had a cold beauty that he was attracted to, Hou Tu wasn’t stingy with her affection which made her a better choice for cultivating a relationship and leaving a fallback for the future.

“Historically, poisonous schemers don’t usually end well. I must be cautious; all things can be harmed, but not me!”