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Li.
Mount Juye, Dragon Bone Mine.
The most famous mine in all of the Northern Primordial.
At this time, Primordial World was in chaos. However, the Dragon Bone Mine had an array for protection, so it was safe, fortunately.
The Li Tribe’s Elder Miao was currently outside the mine. Several tribesmen miners were currently carrying out some ore.
Some of the ore was shaped like bones, with visible vein-like blood patterns. These ores were completely red, just like a bloody bone, appearing a bit ghastly at first glance.
These ores were known as “Crimson Dragon Bones.” It was said that in ancient times, a thousand zhang crimson dragon fell into this mountain. Afterwards, the body decomposed over tens of thousands of years, becoming Mount Juye, and its bones became the Crimson Dragon Bone Ore. Crimson Dragon Bone Ore appeared somewhat like a bone, but it was sturdier than average copper or iron by a hundredfold. Forged with blood, it could create powerful Later Heaven magic treasures, garnering them significant fame in the Northern Primordial.
Ever since Chiyou excavated the Crimson Dragon Bone Ore, she used her Chiyou Blood to forge countless divine armaments, strengthening her own Chiyou Army.
This allowed the Li to turn from an unknown tribe into one of the Three Greats.
“Elder, the mine is nearly depleted.”
“Only this bit was mined today.”
The miners sighed.
“Which is why my lord wishes to seize Zhuolu, to carry on the future of our Li.” Elder Miao said.
“It is all thanks to Chiyou being born to the Li. Otherwise, our tribe would have already been absorbed by the Hong by now.”
“Exactly.”
The Northern Primordial’s tribes were all the continuation of bloodlines, and to be assimilated was a very disgraceful matter. The Yang River’s Li Tribe was able to receive protection thanks to Chiyou’s birth, but most recently, news of Xuanyuanshi’s Feng And Shan Ceremony to coronate herself as the Yellow Emperor had spread through the Li Tribe. Everyone was excited to attack Xuanyuanshi in a spurt of energy, to ruin the ceremony.
But for some reason, Chiyou, master of the Li’s soldiers, remained motionless.
She was indifferent to the Feng And Shan Ceremony.
“My lord is wise with Divine Weapons and receives the favor of the heavenly way. With the Dragon-slaughtering Arts, she can slay even the Immemorial Royal Family’s Five Emperors. There is no need to worry.” Some warriors who blindly worshipped Chiyou resolutely said.
“I never expected Gongyang Tu to actually betray our lord. Truly, he should be torn to pieces.”
“This is too loathsome. It turns out that he was a Divine Emissary that exploited our lord for her martial chant.”
Everyone was angered as they recalled the most recent events that transpired in the Li Tribe.
After Chiyou returned, she spoke briefly about Gongyang Tu’s betrayal without much explanation, however, after coming upon some news and rumors, everyone had more or less guessed a few clues. In the Li Tribe, Gongyang Tu had held a very high position, second only to Chiyou.
Elder Miao nodded: “Our lord is the God Of War. Even if Xuanyuanshi invested herself as emperor, she is nothing more than a laughingstock. Today, our lord shall enter Mount Juye. Everyone is to withdraw ten li outside of the protective array. No one is allowed to enter.”
“As you command.”
Soon after, a group of people arrived at Mount Juye.
The party was wholly clad in Red Copper Blood Armor, and they wore helmets shaped like dragon heads that covered their faces. In their hands were Chiyou’s Divine Weapons, and each step they took was murderous and menacing.
These “Blood Dragon Guards” were the Li Tribe’s most terrifying warriors. Their cultivations were unfathomable, and their background was unknown to everyone. Only a select few were aware that the Blood Dragon Guards were actually Chiyou’s doppelgangers.
At the center of the Blood Dragon Guards was a person whose appearance was completely obscured.
But the power she exuded already revealed her identity. In the Northern Primordial, only Weapon Master Chiyou could make them kneel.
“We greet our lord.”
Everyone knelt.
The group entered the mine without uttering a word, and then Elder Miao ordered the others to seal the mountain.
…
Chiyou sat on the highest platform on Mount Juye. The Blood Dragon Guards brought out the eight Divien Cauldrons, positioning them in the eight directions.
The girl looked at these cauldrons that were even larger than herself. Each of the Divine Cauldrons was constructed differently. Some were round, others square. Some were flat, others upright. The patterns on the Divine Cauldrons were also different, displaying birds, beasts, dragons, and fish.
She walked between the eight Divine Cauldrons, tapping them with her finger, sensing the materials in their construction, which were neither gold nor copper, neither iron nor jade.
Chiyou was the Weapon Master of Primordial World, possessing an Innate Skill to forge Divine Weapons. The Divine Weapons and tools that she forged surpassed the average Later Heaven magic treasures and some were even comparable to Approaching Heaven. After Little Chiyou examined this formation a little more carefully, she activated her Innate Skill. The Divine Crest on her forehead flashed, and she stuck her hand onto a Divine Cauldron, its pattern entering her palm.
She was decomposing, comprehending, and reconstructing the entire Divine Cauldron.
A long while after, the girl slightly frowned. She sat at the center of the eight cauldrons, surrounding herself with them in the eight directions. Then, she formed a hand seal, and the Divine Crest on Chiyou’s forehead unleashed eight rays of blood-light that entered the Divine cauldrons.
Chiyou closed her eyes and slowly pondered.
“So that is how it is. The Divine Cauldrons are yet incomplete.” Chiyou muttered to herself. Her pitch-black eyes were lightless, black than even darkness, “Perfect, then This Lord’s body shall be forged into the final Divine Cauldron, to control these eight.”
Chiyou already had more or less deduced some background on Emperor Yao’s Divine Cauldrons. It turned out these eight Divine Cauldrons were not complete. Although the Divine Cauldrons appeared to be perfect, they were missing one. This ninth would control the eight as the key treasure. Back when the Heavenly Court was undergoing drastic change, Emperor Yao was too late to forge the final Divine Cauldron and could only hurriedly seal them inside the divine palace, to wait until her successor came to retrieve them.
Chiyou was proficient in forging Divine Weapons. After a moment of brainstorming, she already had a bold idea.
With her body as the treasure to control the Divine Cauldrons, so long as she was successful, she would possess an Earlier Heaven Fortune-level treasure, and all of the Northern Primordial would be hers for the taking. Earlier Heaven magic treasures and Earlier Heaven Fortune magic treasures were worlds apart; Earlier Heaven Fortune magic treasures were sacred treasures that could found a cult, a divine land, or a divine kingdom.
However, to forge such a treasure was not simple.
As she thought this, a phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky.
Countless raindrops coalesced in the sky, suspended like pearls. Then, a blinding golden light exploded. From faraway, she saw a rift open in the sky.
Chiyou walked out.
Everyone in the Li Tribe stared dumbstruck at the anomaly in the sky.
Chiyou used her Divine Energy and suppressed the rain.
Very quickly, Specter spies gathered information.
“My lord, something big has happened.”
“Speak.”
“At the Yellow Emperor’s Feng And Shan Ceremony, a Divine Name called Gonggong came and challenged Xuanyuanshi’s authority.”
“Gonggong?” Chiyou had little impression of this Divine Name, but to hear someone had challenged Xuanyuanshi during the Feng And Shan, she still nodded her head. That she did not go interrupt the ceremony was because she knew there was no way to do so, and the ceremony was merely for show; Chiyou did not care very much about it at all.
The Specters recounted everything that had transpired. Given their vivid and glib descriptions, it was very evident that the events were fresh in their memory, etched into their hearts.
This was indeed the truth. For the past ten thousand years in the Northern Primordial, even with Xuanyuanshi and Chiyou, there had never been a fight to the death. Xuanyuanshi’s Realm had long been a mystery, but at the ceremony, all the people personally witnessed Xuanyuanshi’s descent as the Yellow Emperor.
Her Xuanyuan Sword was unstoppable, sweeping through Heaven and Earth, showing endless divine might to the human world.
The Five Emperors of the former Heavenly Court were nothing special in comparison.
As for her opponent, Gonggong was also a topic of discussion. This mysterious woman that called herself the master of Primordial World’s Water Element was the Primordial Chaos Water God. The Water Element powers and Destiny she wielded were universally shocking in that she could fight the Yellow Emperor to a standstill.
That was a battle worthy of inclusion in Primordial World’s annals.
“The result.” Chiyou was most interested in this.
“Gonggong was unable to stop Xuanyuanshi from investing as the ‘Yellow Emperor.'” The spy Chi said.
“My lord, there is one piece of good news, however. It is said that the Yellow Emperor used too much Divine Energy and sustained injury. She will require some time in seclusion to recuperate.” The spy Mei continued.
“The Northern Primordial’s floods were apparently Gonggong’s doing. Her Realm was also unimaginable, but, in the end, she fled after sustaining injury.” The spy Wang said.
Lastly, the spy Liang concluded: “My lord, although the Yellow Emperor has been coronated, the Hong Tribe is currently toothless. Shall we seize the opportunity to attack Zhuolu, to rout the Yellow Emperor.”
“My lord, please command us to battle.”
“I am willing to die for you, milord.”
The elders and subordinates were very excited.
Chiyou remained very calm. Even if the Yellow Emperor was injured enough to require recuperation, her tribe remained. Furthermore, after the coronation was the moment when Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan declared herself the strongest. If the Li were to attack right now, there was a good possibility they would incur the hostility of the other tribes. Furthermore, in order for Chiyou to become the sole queen of the Northern Primordial, she could only completely defeat the Yellow Emperor to do so.
“This Lord will refine the Divine Cauldrons. Leave all matters over the next few days to This Lord’s doppelganger to manage.”
Chiyou commanded.
No one dared object.
“Right, my lord…” Elder Miao hesitated.
“What is it?”
“Recently, rumors have spread through the Northern Primordial that the Divine Cauldrons can control the floods. They say that Emperor Yao left behind the Divine Cauldrons to fix the fortune of the Northern Primordial, to quell the waters.” Elder Miao was already aware that Emperor Yao’s Divine Cauldrons were with Chiyou.
The girl was expressionless: “And.”
“Now that the Norther Primordial’s flooding is so severe, millions are suffering and half the Eight Desolates are already submerged. If my lord were to quell the floods…I believe my lord’s reputation would surpass the Yellow Emperor, and when the time comes, those people would stand with my lord. Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan would not be able to challenge you, and the Northern Primordial’s Zhuolu will naturally belong entirely to my lord.” Elder Miao cordially said.
“Do you wish to quell the floods or see This Lord become queen?” Chiyou asked back.
Elder Miao did not dare hide that the Northern Primordial’s floods had left him heartbroken. This catastrophe was unprecedented in history, and if the floods were quelled, that would be a significant achievement that absolutely would be recorded into the annals of history, allowing that name to shine forever.
On one hand, she could help the people, and at the same time, she could be acknowledged as queen; this killed two birds with one stone.
“The Divine Cauldrons are incapable of flood controls as they are right now.” Chiyou answered.
Elder Miao showed a bit of disappointment.
“Wait for This Lord to refine them. If they can repel the floods, This Lord will know what to do.” Chiyou wished to speak no further.
Elder Miao bowed.
“My lord is wise.”
…
After Gonggong’s defeat, the rain finally lessened considerably.
One hundred li away from Zhuolu, Ji Tribe territory.
Yu The Great was still in the palace, looking at the map of the Northern Primordial’s floods. After the loss of the Divine Cauldrons from Emperor Yao’s Divine Palace, she was at wits’ end. The eight Divine Cauldrons had now fallen into Chiyou’s hands already, and given her personality, there was absolutely no way she would hand them over. The only thing Yu The Great could do now was to spread some rumors about the Divine Cauldrons and flood control in the hopes she could use the will of the people to make Chiyou see the truth.
Yu The Great and Bo Yi were in the middle of discussing the construction of some waterways to alleviate the flooding in the Ji Tribe’s territory, and she also discussed some grain cultivation issues with Hou Ji.
Xian Zhen was drilling soldiers at the training grounds, increasing the strength of the Ji’s warriors.
A full ten days had passed since Xuanyuanshi became the Yellow Emperor.
From the initial shock afterwards, the Ji Tribe was now proceeding with relocation to Zhuolu. The Northern Primordial’s floodwaters were still rising by the day, and in another half year, all of the Northern Primordial, save for Zhuolu, would have become a swamp.
However, what was most on Yu The Great’s mind was not the flood.
The woman had already done everything she could, and she could only do her best. Now, her mind was entirely on one man.
Since the loss of the Divine Cauldrons, Qi Lin had fallen into a coma.
Today, Yu The Great finally got some good news.
“Young Lord Qi Lin has awakened.”
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I wanna know what Choyou gave Qi L8n and why…
Se3ms fair to say she’s been watching him too tho.
Well, as the next chapter reveals, it seems to have been meant to stall for time.