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

Chapter 29: Chu Xuan: I Want To Create Tribulations for Quasi-Saints and Shift the Saint Position!

Chu Xuan walked across the western lands by following traces of dried-up and destroyed spiritual veins. Using the laws of the earth and his authority over the Heavenly Tribulation, he traced the distribution of spiritual veins and the remnants of destructive tribulation energy as he sought for clues from the past.

With the personal efforts of a Wu Ancestor and a Heavenly Tribulation Daoist Sovereign, evidence was soon uncovered.

“As expected, there are still residual influences! If more years had passed and the western lands regained prosperity, these remnants might have dissipated significantly, and they would be harder to find.”

Chu Xuan captured a faint wisp of pure Yao energy hidden deep within the earth’s veins, shrouded in turbid fiendish energy. He smiled lightly as he confirmed his target.

As the Yao energy emerged, it faintly caused the tribulation energy to ripple, as if a great tribulation of the past had not yet dissipated. In truth, it hadn’t. The tribulation energy of each era left its imprint on the entities tied to that tribulation. Unless one escaped the tribulation’s grasp, they could never free themselves from its entanglement.

The Yao Ancestor Luo Hou had evidently failed to escape his tribulation. This thread of Yao energy had been deeply hidden—almost undetectable—buried beneath the desolate lands. If not for Chu Xuan’s innate sensitivity to the earth’s veins as a Wu Ancestor and his ability to sense tribulation energy, it would have been nearly impossible to locate.

Back then, the Yao Ancestor had managed to ignite the spiritual veins of the entire western region in one fell swoop, an act few had contemplated in depth. Many simply assumed his power had reached the pinnacle of creation. Indeed, his cultivation had almost reached the Saint level. Even Hongjun required the combined efforts of multiple ancient ancestors to bring him down.

However, while his abilities were extraordinary, the Yao Ancestor must have tampered with numerous spiritual veins. The remnants of his tampering were now Chu Xuan’s objective.

He had a grand plan that required a suitable scapegoat. The Yao Ancestor was an excellent choice, and his Dao laws aligned perfectly. This was why Chu Xuan embarked on this journey.

“By harnessing enough Yao energy, reviving tribulation energy, and forging Yao Dao laws, I will reconstruct part of Luo Hou’s Dao. Using the Yao Ancestor as the foundation, I will realize my plan! Accomplishing my goal is not difficult. The real challenge is ensuring that I and the Wu race remain uninvolved. And I’ll deliver a powerful blow to Hongjun in the process. Fellow Daoist Luo Hou will surely take the blame willingly!”

Chu Xuan then explained his next steps to Hou Tu which was collecting Yao energy. With the first thread in hand, subsequent searches became much easier. Even though Hou Tu was not adept at the laws of heavenly tribulation, she could now follow Chu Xuan’s method to gather more.

However, as Hou Tu looked at the wisp of Yao energy, she instinctively felt that Chu Xuan’s plan would not be simple. This Yao energy, pure and from the western lands, undoubtedly invoked a forbidden name—the Yao Ancestor Luo Hou, a former enemy of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Hou Tu’s heart raced. She hesitated and wanted to persuade Chu Xuan not to take such a radical approach, but without knowing the specifics of his plan, she didn’t know what to say. One thing was certain: Chu Xuan’s scheme would inevitably involve Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Not just tangentially, but significantly.

Reflecting on Chu Xuan’s past tendencies, a daring thought crossed Hou Tu’s mind.

Could Chu Xuan be planning to act against Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself?

Hou Tu wavered, unsure, but ultimately yielded when Chu Xuan grasped her hand, slyly taking advantage of the moment as he reassured her: “Trust me, everything I do is for the Wu race.” Blushing, she sighed and reluctantly agreed to help.

Yet throughout the process, Hou Tu couldn’t shake her unease and concealed their presence as if committing a heist, with the constant interference of Pangu’s blood aiding their subterfuge. The situation was thrilling and nerve-wracking—potentially targeting Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

Walking across the western lands, Hou Tu’s heart beat with a mix of apprehension and excitement. Above, great Da Luo Golden Immortals and powerful Daoists frequently tore through the skies, as they chased and attacked something. Mount Kunlun occasionally trembled, the clashes of powerful beings shaking the Primordial Realm. Even the Yao race’s Heavenly Court quaked.

…….

Centuries later.

A thousand years had passed since Hongjun announced his lecture on the Dao, with two thousand years remaining until the lecture’s actual date.

Chu Xuan gazed at a massive cloud of Yao energy in his hand, within which fragments of Quasi-Saint level Yao Dao laws swirled, and nodded in satisfaction.

“Good. With this level of Yao Dao laws, the task will be much simpler. This time, I won’t just send tribulations to those below the Da Luo Golden Immortal level, I’ll also send tribulations to Da Luo Golden Immortals! Even Quasi-Saints won’t escape this snare!”

Elated and full of fervor, Chu Xuan finally understood why ancient strategists delighted in devising schemes. The thrill of upending the heavens with a single thought and forcing even stronger beings into the role of chess pieces was intoxicating. The additional benefits were just icing on the cake.

He stopped Hou Tu, who was still gathering Yao energy, and said, “That’s enough! Next, we return to the Wu race and set the stage for the battle over the Saint positions! Though this plan began as a casual endeavor, I didn’t expect it to stir up such a commotion. The results far exceed my expectations! Clearly, there’s more room to meddle!”

While Chu Xuan was pleased, Hou Tu grew alarmed. Despite their focus on collecting Yao energy, they had not ignored the chaos unfolding in the Primordial Realm. Battles between great Daoists had erupted countless times, with numerous Da Luo Golden Immortals falling.

Over the past thousand years, the Primordial Realm had been completely ignited. Even beings below the Da Luo Golden Immortal level had learned of the struggle for the cushions. The Yao race’s Heavenly Court, Kunlun, the Blood Sea, the North Sea, the Four Seas, the Immortal Volcano, and even remnants of the ancient Three races had all made their moves. Quasi-Saints had clashed, and Donghuang Taiyi had fought desperately despite his injuries. A legendary dragon of the Four Seas even emerged to protect Zhun Ti and Jie Yin at a critical moment.

Even the powerful Wu race, with few threats to challenge them, faced attacks merely to protect Nuwa.

Though a thousand years was but a blink for countless beings of the Primordial Realm, the brilliance and brutality of this era far surpassed countless past epochs.

Within these thousand years, while no Saint position had shifted, more than one Da Luo Golden Immortal had fallen, and even Quasi-Saints had shed blood.

Yet all this was merely the result of Chu Xuan’s casual actions.

Then what would deliberate scheming look like?

Could the act of collecting Yao energy over the past centuries be part of it?

Hou Tu increasingly believed that Chu Xuan’s next plan was directed at the Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Otherwise, she couldn’t explain why he was so invested.

After all, those past plans of his had been formulated with only brief thought.

Worried, Hou Tu even forgot that Chu Xuan was dragging her along as he tore through space.

Or perhaps it was because, over the past thousand years, Chu Xuan had frequently sought her protection and often initiated contact. Hou Tu had gradually grown somewhat accustomed to it.

Unaware that Chu Xuan was taking advantage of her, Hou Tu held back for a long time but eventually couldn’t resist probing him.

“Little brother, what are you planning to do next?”

Chu Xuan naturally understood what Hou Tu was referring to, but he couldn’t reveal it for now.

He responded evasively, or perhaps from another angle.

“Naturally, I’m going to add some spice to the current competition for Saint positions! With only two thousand years left until the Dao lecture, and just one thousand years before many great powers are forced to enter the chaos and set off for the Zixiao Palace, how is it that not even one great master has fallen and no Saint positions have changed? It is unacceptable! I’ll personally intervene, push the plan forward, and bring tribulations upon the deities!”

He wasn’t entirely dodging the topic, as he genuinely harbored this intent.

If his orchestrated plan didn’t result in a single change in Saint positions, wouldn’t that be an underestimation of his abilities?

What’s more, he planned to openly provoke Hongjun next. Testing the waters by changing a Saint position first—what was the harm in that?

Chu Xuan’s eyes sparkled with incredible brightness, his enthusiasm was infectious. His demeanor instantly shifted Hou Tu’s worries for the future to the present.

What? He still intended to push forward?

He wanted great masters to fall and Saint positions to change hands?

Alright, this matter was by no means minor.

Hou Tu instantly shifted her focus to the present.

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