BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1 - Establishing the Wu race Is a Dead End!
“The Heavenly Court of the Yao race has been established!”
Boom—
In the skies above, countless strands of merit descended like heavenly flowers. This shook the entire Primordial Realm and startled countless great masters.
At the same time, many tribes who had long been prepared followed suit.
“The Tiger Yao race declares its allegiance to the Heavenly Court of the Yao race!”
“The Sheep Yao race declares its allegiance to the Heavenly Court of the Yao race!”
“The Fox Yao race…”
As one leader after another stepped forward to declare their allegiance, the merits in the skies shook once more, and almost surged again.
The Yao race was brimming with momentum.
Faintly, it seemed as if all of the Primordial Realm could see the towering Heavenly Court rising above the endless starry sky.
At this moment, some rejoiced while others were enraged.
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, inside the Pangu Palace.
The towering figures of the Ancestors of the Wu race, each millions of feet tall, watched this scene and were furious.
“The nerve of them! How dare Emperor Jun and Taiyi act so audaciously!”
“Heavenly Court? ruling over heaven and earth? Who do they think they are!”
“This Primordial Realm was left to us by Father God, Pangu! How can these creatures born from eggs claim it!”
“That Heavenly Court should have been ours! Shameless thieves!”
One after another, the Ancestors of the Wu race rose to their feet and their terrifying auras exploded forth.
It seemed as if they were ready to storm the Heavenly Court at any moment and strike down the usurpers in the heavens.
The most important thing was that the Ancestors of the Wu race present were not fools. They knew the establishment of the Heavenly Court by the Yao race had far-reaching consequences.
It almost completely reversed the situation between the Wu and Yao races.
Previously, there had been minor conflicts between the two races.
The Wu race had always considered themselves the rightful rulers of the Primordial Realm, with their great strength and large population.
The Yao race was little more than a ramshackle assembly created by Emperor Jun and Taiyi, without much of a foundation.
Even though the two had decent power, they couldn’t change the overall situation.
Thus, the Wu race never paid them much attention.
But now, somehow, the Yao race had discovered a secret location, that Heavenly Palace towering over the entire land, and with their ambition to establish a Heavenly Court, they were directly acknowledged by the Heavenly Dao, receiving merit.
This signified legitimacy, and with the response from various tribes, a great momentum had been formed.
Previously, while the Yao race had claimed to be open to all, few powerful races would submit to them.
But now it was different. With the Yao race occupying the location of the Heavenly Court and openly declaring their intention to rule heaven and earth, they even gained recognition from the Heavenly Dao.
Their legitimacy was established, forcing all races to reconsider their stance, as no one could ignore the title of ruler of heaven and earth.
If the Yao race truly managed to unite all the major races except the Wu race under their banner and integrated them into that ridiculous Yao race…
How would the Wu race have any advantage?
Even though the Wu race was still the strongest, standing above all other races, their limited ability to reproduce meant they could never surpass the vast number of other tribes across the Primordial Realm.
This was the tide of destiny, the future!
Thus, the Ancestors of the Wu race were furious.
“No, we can’t let this continue. If we allow those two to establish their momentum, even if we can suppress the Yao race for now, we will certainly be invaded by them in the future!”
“We must act immediately! Let us establish the Wu race and declare our intent to contend for the heavens, intimidating all tribes!”
As the leader of the Ancestors of the Wu race, Di Jiang was the first to speak and make the decision.
The other Ancestors of the Wu race were stunned, but they were slightly reluctant.
It wasn’t because they disagreed with Di Jiang.
It was because establishing the Wu race was no trivial matter. It meant swearing an oath to the Heavenly Dao and seeking its recognition.
Though they had always called themselves the Wu race, they had never truly sworn an oath to the Heavenly Dao.
They considered themselves the true descendants of the Pangu race and believed they did not need recognition from the Heavenly Dao, which had formed after the Primordial Realm.
Wouldn’t that be admitting they were inferior to the Yao race?
Yet, seeing the thriving state of the Yao race, they were uncertain.
As top Da Luo Golden Immortals, with Di Jiang having already evolved into a quasi-saint, they clearly understood the situation. They were simply unwilling to bow their heads and let go of their pride.
Even the most peaceful Hou Tu, among the Ancestors of the Wu race, remained unusually silent.
Di Jiang understood this all too well.
If he had a choice, he wouldn’t do this either.
But now, the Yao race was too powerful!
As the leader of the Wu race and the eldest brother of the Ancestors of the Wu race, he had to bear the responsibility for the Wu race’s future.
Let him be the bad guy.
Di Jiang spoke with determination.
“Enough, my decision is made!”
“Today, our Wu race will…”
However, before Di Jiang could finish declaring the establishment of the Wu race, a sudden voice interrupted him.
“I have something to say, and I shed tears and blood to beg Hou Tu, Ancestral Witch, to listen!”
“It concerns the establishment of the Heavenly Court by the Yao race and the life and death of our Wu race!”
“Please, respond, Ancestral Witch!”
Hou Tu’s body trembled, and a strange sensation came from her blood.
Di Jiang’s words were cut off, and the Ancestors of the Wu race turned their curious gazes to Hou Tu.
Hou Tu was also surprised.
She sensed the change within her.
It was a message from the tribe.
A member of the Wu race had offered a sacrifice, reaching her true spirit.
As the most gentle and kind among the Ancestral Wu witches, Hou Tu always took great care of her tribe members.
It was because of this that she had left behind a method for them to contact her in emergencies. She never expected it to be triggered at this moment.
Hou Tu and the other Ancestors looked in the direction of the message. As Da Luo Golden Immortals, they could easily see through the dimensions of the sender.
Through layers of space and causal connections, a somewhat slender and handsome figure appeared in their sight.
A little Wu shaman at the Golden Immortal level?
The Ancestors of the Wu race were puzzled.
The Wu race had not reached its peak in history, but certain hierarchies had already been established. Below Golden Immortals were the Wu soldiers. Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals were considered little Wu races, while Da Luo Golden Immortals were great Wu races.
As for the Wu race Ancestors, they had long surpassed this ranking, as each of them stood at the pinnacle of Da Luo Golden Immortality, stuck only because they couldn’t see the path forward.
But even so, with Di Jiang’s recent breakthrough, they had glimpsed hope.
Thus, though separated by several great realms, they seldom paid attention to the little Wu shaman, even though they deeply cared for their tribe.
Especially not a little Wu shaman at the Golden Immortal level.
But this time was different.
Their gazes were strange.
Hou Tu’s face flushed slightly, and she couldn’t help but speak.
“Please excuse me, brothers and sisters!”
“This is a newly born little Wu shaman from my tribe, named Chu Xuan. I haven’t had the chance to teach him the rules.”
“It’s this little sister’s fault for being too lax with him!”
The Ancestors of the Wu race laughed, and the heavy atmosphere from the Heavenly Court issue dissipated.
They all knew how kind-hearted this younger sister was and had no intention of blaming her.
In fact, they even helped Hou Tu out.
“Little sister, your kind nature is a good thing!”
“Besides, we Wu race were all born from the Father Deity’s blood. There’s no such thing as great or small. It’s just that we’ve been too focused on deciding the future of the Wu race and our cultivation and have neglected our kin!”
“This little shaman is just a bit weak. Little sister, you should guide him more!”
As he spoke, Zhu Rong showed off his muscular arms.
He declared that this was the true beauty of the shamans!
Hou Tu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry but nodded repeatedly.
The Ancestors’ mood lightened.
Di Jiang also nodded to himself.
This little shaman had shown up at just the right time!
Although he had made up his mind, it was for the sake of the Wu race, and he didn’t want his brothers and sisters to harbor any resentment.
This provided a good buffer.
He said, “Since a member of the race seeks an audience, little sister, you should handle it first!”
After all, a brief delay wouldn’t matter in the grand scheme of things.
The other Ancestors also nodded.
Because of Chu Xuan’s appearance, they calmed down and understood that establishing the Wu race was inevitable.
They began to consider the details and didn’t mind the short delay.
Hou Tu nodded.
With a wave of her sleeve, layers of space opened up.
Countless miles away.
A ‘slender’ figure suddenly found his vision blur, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing before the Ancestors of the Wu race.
Until this moment, the Ancestors of Wu race had not given much thought to Chu Xuan’s claims about matters concerning the life and death of the Wu race.
They didn’t believe that a low-ranking shaman could voice any earth-shattering statements.
This wasn’t out of contempt, but rather a difference in perspective.
The threat posed by the Yao race was something they understood all too well, and it didn’t need to be emphasized by someone else.
However, just as the Wu race ancestors were dismissing it, the moment that frail figure appeared, their attention shifted.
Surprised at first, they then watched as the figure bowed to them and addressed them respectfully:
“Chu Xuan greets the esteemed Ancestor of the Wu race!”
“Please allow me to speak!”
“You must absolutely not establish the Wu race. This is a trap set by the Heavenly Dao, a path that leads to destruction!”
“If we establish the Wu race, our people will undoubtedly face extinction!”
The Ancestors’ faces froze, staring in shock at the figure they had previously paid little attention to.
[ED Note:1.In Chinese fantasy, the Yao (妖) race consists of supernatural beings often depicted as shape-shifters with animal traits, such as foxes or tigers, possessing magical abilities and living on the fringes of human society. Their relationships with humans can range from mischievous to friendly. They are belive to originate from plants and animals.
2.The Wu (巫) race typically refers to shamans or spiritual practitioners who wield ancient powers, often channeling natural forces or communicating with spirits. Wu are viewed as intermediaries between the human and spiritual realms, using their abilities for protection, healing, or divination, and play significant roles in both folklore and modern fantasy narratives.]