PDLP Chapter 6 Pan Xuan's感动
Chapter 6 Pan Xuan's感动
Zhu Jiuyin suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and distant, yet carrying an unprecedented solemnity: "I believe."
All the ancestral witches looked at him.
A glint of light flashed in Zhu Jiuyin's cloudy old eyes, as if he had seen through the long river of time:
"Although my power of time cannot see Pan Xuan's future, I can feel the aura on his body that inspires, enlightens, and elevates him."
This is a power of the Great Dao that has never existed in the world before, more profound than any power I have ever seen.
What Pan Xuan said was true. This supernatural power might be even more powerful than he himself imagined.
Houtu smiled slightly and said softly, "I believe it too."
From the moment I brought Pan Xuan back from Buzhou Mountain, I knew he was no ordinary person.
The Father God brought him before me and asked me to take him back to the Pangu Palace; this in itself was fate.
The Father God wouldn't have created such a being without reason; there must be a reason.
Dijiang nodded, his voice steady as a mountain, carrying the power of a final decision:
"Pan Xuan is our brother, so I naturally believe what he says."
How could the Father God, a being born of righteousness, lie?
Since Pan Xuan said that the Heavenly Enlightenment Light supernatural power exists, then it must exist.
As elder brothers, we should not question, but rather protect.
Zhu Rong scratched his head, grinning somewhat sheepishly:
"Then I believe you too! Brother Pan Xuan, it was wrong of me to question you just now, please don't take it to heart!"
"It's mainly because your supernatural powers are just too terrifying; I can't recover from them for a while."
Even Gonggong showed a rare smile, and the sinister look on his python head dissipated somewhat:
"I believe it too. But Brother Panxuan, after you transform into human form, you must give me a photo so I can become smarter, lest Zhurong always says I'm stupid."
If I became smarter, I'd be the first to outsmart him.
"Who are you calling stupid?" Zhu Rong retorted angrily.
"I'm talking to you, so what?" Gonggong retorted without backing down.
Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, the ancestral witches exchanged smiles, and the atmosphere in the Pangu Hall immediately became much more relaxed.
Xuanming's icy voice also took on a hint of warmth:
"Brother Panxuan possesses such supernatural powers, which is truly a blessing for our Wu clan."
However, as my brother Dijiang said, "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."
The matter of the divine revelation and wisdom must not be known to outsiders except for us. Otherwise, it may bring about a great calamity.
Dijiang nodded and said, "Xuanming is absolutely right. This matter must be kept strictly confidential and not leaked in the slightest."
From this day forward, Pan Xuan will peacefully cultivate in the Pangu Palace. With the twelve of us here, let's see who dares to covet him!
Zhu Rong thumped his chest, the flames crackling, his heroic spirit soaring to the heavens:
"Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Brother Pan Xuan should first ask if my Nanming Li Fire, Zhu Rong, will allow it!"
Gonggong also said, "And there's my Weak Water! One comes, one drowns; two come, two drown!"
Xuanming coldly said, "Plus my ice. Once you're here, don't even think about leaving."
Houtu smiled slightly, her tone gentle yet firm: "Brother Panxuan, rest assured, with us here, we will not let anyone hurt you."
Looking at these fierce yet utterly sincere ancestral witches, Pan Xuan was so moved that he almost shed tears.
He had read many prehistoric novels in his previous life and knew that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were powerful.
However, because they were unable to generate a primordial spirit or comprehend the Dao of Heaven, they were always at a disadvantage among the great powers of the prehistoric world.
Later, in the great war between the witches and demons, almost all of the twelve ancestral witches were killed or wounded, and the witch clan declined from then on.
He had thought that his extraordinary talent would make these ancestral witches somewhat wary or jealous.
After all, in this vast and ancient land, it is not uncommon for an innocent man to be punished for possessing a treasure.
Unexpectedly, instead of being jealous, they were genuinely happy for him, concerned for him, and supportive of him.
This sincerity, this affection, is heavier than Mount Tai.
"Thank you all, brothers and sisters," Pan Xuan said solemnly, his dragon eyes flashing with golden light—a mixture of gratitude and determination.
"Pan Xuan will not let you down."
Dijiang waved his hand, a smile appearing on his human-shaped face:
"We're all brothers, no need for such formalities."
He paused, then said:
"Brother Pan Xuan has not yet taken human form. Although his nine-clawed golden dragon body is extraordinary, it is still inconvenient for him to move around."
We need to think of some ways to help you transform into human form as soon as possible.
Only when you possess a physical body can you cultivate more effectively and better utilize the three supernatural powers.
Houtu nodded and said, "Brother Dijiang is right."
The Pan brothers now only possess spiritual intelligence but lack physical bodies, and thus cannot truly unleash many of their supernatural powers.
"The twelve of us should take turns preaching to him, imparting our understanding of the laws of heaven and earth to him, helping him comprehend the Great Dao, which might accelerate his transformation into human form."
"Preaching?" Zhu Rong scratched his head, the flames crackling, looking somewhat troubled.
"What do we know about Tao? Our cultivation relies on our bloodline instincts, our fighting relies on instincts, and our enlightenment relies on instincts."
Unlike those Taoist practitioners, who constantly spout nonsense about the ultimate truths of the universe and profound mysteries.
"You'll let me fight, but you want me to preach... isn't that putting me in a difficult position?"
Zhu Jiuyin said calmly:
"Even if you can't explain it, you have to. Brother Pan Xuan is different from us; he has the potential to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth."
Although we do not cultivate the Tao, we each wield a fundamental law, and our understanding of the Tao of Heaven and Earth is engraved in our blood; it is an instinct left to us by our Father God.
Passing these insights on to Pan Xuan and his brother will surely be helpful to him.
Dijiang nodded:
"Zhu Jiuyin is right. Although we do not have a primordial spirit."
However, those who wield the power of laws have a deeper understanding of the ways of heaven and earth than those so-called cultivators.
Passing these insights on to Pan Xuan and his brothers is much faster than letting him figure it out on his own.
The ancestral witches all nodded in agreement.
Therefore, the twelve ancestral witches agreed that from this day forward, they would take turns preaching to Pan Xuan to help him comprehend the laws of heaven and earth and transform into human form as soon as possible.
After the discussion, Dijiang suddenly said, "It might be inappropriate for us to show our true forms to people like this."
The Pan brothers will eventually need to take on human form, so they will have to get used to the appearance of their innate Dao bodies.
"Why don't we also transform into innate Dao bodies, so that Brother Pan Xuan can get familiar with them and have a reference point when he transforms into human form in the future?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong was the first to nod: "Alright! Anyway, our true forms and bodies are all the same; we're just different skins."
As he spoke, a flash of fire appeared around him, and his terrifying true form—a beast-headed, human-bodied man covered in red scales—gradually transformed into a burly man, twelve feet tall, with red hair and a red beard.
The burly man was shirtless, his muscles bulging like coiled dragons and snakes, with faint flames swirling around him. His eyes were like torches, and he looked bold and unrestrained, exuding an aura of overwhelming arrogance.
Gonggong was not to be outdone. His body was enveloped in water vapor, and his original form—a python-headed, human-bodied man covered in black scales—transformed into a burly man with black hair and beard and a sinister face.
He was dressed in a black robe, surrounded by water vapor, and looked gloomy, the complete opposite of Zhu Rong, yet he also exuded a terrifying aura that made people's hearts tremble.
Xuanming snorted coldly, and his ferocious beast-like form flashed with white light, transforming into a beautiful woman in white with a cold and elegant face.
She exuded a chilling aura, her white hair as white as frost and snow, reaching down to her waist. Although she was beautiful, she was as cold as an ancient iceberg, making people afraid to approach her, and even their breath seemed to be frozen.
Houtu also transformed into human form, a woman with a dignified face and gentle temperament.
She wore a yellow dress, and her aura was heavy and steady, like the earth embracing all things, making people feel close to her at first glance, as if bathed in a spring breeze.