Speaking of this, the Ancestral Witches inside Pangu Hall all looked toward Houtu.
Regarding the matter of going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, the other eleven Ancestral Witches were completely uninterested and had no intention of going whatsoever. Only Houtu felt differently, intending to go to Zixiao Palace after one yuanhui had passed.
“Hmm...”
Houtu pursed her lips in thought for a moment, then looked up at her brothers and sisters. “To be honest, I still plan to make the trip to Zixiao Palace.”
“A Saint is supreme and omnipotent, viewing past and future while mastering the ultimate Great Dao. Perhaps he will have a way to solve our Wu tribe's inability to birth Primordial Spirits. I intend to ask the Saint for clarification after his sermon.”
As the youngest born among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Houtu had been far less eroded by Innate Fiend Celestial Qi and Earthly Turbid Qi compared to her eleven siblings.
Because of this, Houtu was much gentler in temperament and better at thinking things through than the other Ancestral Witches.
She wasn't purely a brute.
With Hongjun attaining sainthood to preach to all of Honghuang, Houtu intended to consult the Saint on how the Wu tribe could birth Primordial Spirits.
It could be said that Houtu was uninterested in the methods of attaining sainthood; her trip was solely to find a solution to her tribe's affliction.
“Since Little Sister wants to go, then go,” Dijiang nodded upon hearing Houtu's words. “One yuanhui from now, all twelve of us brothers and sisters will go to Zixiao Palace together, so as to prevent anyone from bullying our Little Sister.”
“That's right!”
Zhurong raised his arm and shouted, “Anyone who messes with our Wu tribe gets a beating, no questions asked!”
Gonggong joined in with a roar, “Whoever dares bully Little Sister dies!”
The Ancestral Witches were filled with righteous indignation.
They hadn't even set off for Zixiao Palace yet, but it was as if someone had already bullied Houtu.
Houtu turned to Xuanjian and invited him with a smile, “Fellow Daoist Xuanjian, a Saint's sermon is of little help to our Wu tribe, but you are a cultivator of the Primordial Spirit. A Saint's sermon should be of immense benefit to you. Why don't you travel with us Twelve Ancestral Witches one yuanhui from now?”
Houtu had two reasons for inviting Xuanjian to go along.
First: It was on the way.
Second: Bringing her brothers and sisters along would bolster Fellow Daoist Xuanjian's presence, letting the other cultivators in Honghuang know that Fellow Daoist Xuanjian was a friend of the Wu tribe, so they would think twice before offending him.
However, Xuanjian's answer surprised Houtu somewhat.
Xuanjian shook his head and replied without hesitation, “Poor Daoist does not intend to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon. In my view, Fellow Daoist Houtu need not waste time going to Zixiao Palace either. The Saint possesses no method for enabling the Ancestral Witches to birth Primordial Spirits.”
“Why?”
Houtu's brow creased slightly as she looked at Xuanjian in confusion.
Fellow Daoist Xuanjian seemed to know a great deal about the Saint.
To be so certain that the Saint had no method to birth Primordial Spirits for the Ancestral Witches...
“Fellow Daoist Houtu, the twelve of you were transformed from the essence and blood of Great God Pangu, but you were born alongside Innate Fiend Celestial Qi and Earthly Turbid Qi. This caused your Primordial Spirits to be severely eroded and obliterated during your incubation.”
“This is a fundamental defect. But if you want to solve this problem, it is actually quite simple.”
Xuanjian began teasing their appetites once more.
Sure enough!
The moment these words were spoken, the full attention of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was instantly drawn to him!
The hot-tempered Zhurong was even more impatient, asking repeatedly, “Aiya, how can we solve our Wu tribe's problem of being unable to birth Primordial Spirits? Brother Xuanjian, tell us quickly! You're killing me with suspense!”
“Indeed, Brother Xuanjian,” Gonggong added. “Speak quickly. Zhurong said that if you can help our Wu tribe solve this major predicament, he is willing to be at your beck and call.”
Hearing this, Zhurong glared at Gonggong.
Yet he did not refute it.
If Xuanjian truly had a way to solve the Wu tribe's trouble, Zhurong would happily go wherever Xuanjian pointed.
Xuanjian smiled faintly. “Pangu Marrow.”
Pangu Marrow—a creation that seized the wonder of heaven and earth, containing the divine power that created the cosmos. It could allow living beings to shed their mortal bodies, cleanse their physical forms, purify their bloodlines, and repair defects!
If the Twelve Ancestral Witches had Pangu Marrow, they could surely birth Primordial Spirits!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches: “...”
Well said!
But practically useless.
Houtu smiled helplessly and explained, “Fellow Daoist Xuanjian, you may not know, but Pangu Marrow originates from Father God and is far too rare. Even though our Wu tribe is Father God Pangu's direct bloodline, we do not possess any Pangu Marrow within our tribe.”
“Perhaps... in all of vast Honghuang, no living being possesses Pangu Marrow.”
“Alas.”
Dijiang sighed, but then cast aside his despondency and smiled. “No matter. Brother Xuanjian has completed the contents of the Sixth Revolution for us. In the future, when our physical bodies achieve sainthood, we Ancestral Witches will be no weaker than Saints!”
“In my opinion, we should enter seclusion immediately to cultivate the Sixth Revolution Mysterious Art!”
From the moment of their birth, the Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed combat power on par with Daluo Golden Immortals!
Their physical bodies were comparable to high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.
In invincible physical conditioning, commanding their naturally inherited Great Dao Laws, their combat prowess far surpassed Primordial Spirit cultivators of the same realm.
Among them, the strongest Ancestral Witches were Dijiang and Xuanming.
Both of their combat powers had reached the late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal level!
Next were Houtu and Zhujiuyin, whose combat power had reached the mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal level.
The remaining eight Ancestral Witches all possessed combat power at the early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal level.
If facing Primordial Spirit cultivators, they could even leap a minor realm to fight!
These were the Ancestral Witches!
The peak of physical power in Honghuang!
The physical bodies of the Ancestral Witches were the absolute strongest at the same level.
Even a race like the Dragons, renowned for their physical bodies, had to admit defeat when facing the Wu tribe.
Zhujiuyin said, “My thoughts exactly.”
Shebishi rubbed his hands together excitedly. “I can't wait to inspect the content of the Sixth Revolution!”
Qiangliang burst into a loud, hearty laugh that sounded like rolling thunder, shaking mind, Qi, and blood. “Hahaha! But brothers, we are only at the Fourth Revolution of the Mysterious Art. To cultivate the Sixth Revolution, I'm afraid it will still take some time! Hahaha!”
The Twelve Ancestral Witches decided to enter seclusion!
To study the contents of the Sixth Revolution Mysterious Art!
And then cultivate!
To reach the great perfection of the Fourth Revolution as quickly as possible, thereby breaking through to the Fifth Revolution!
At the Fifth Revolution of the Mysterious Art, physical combat power was comparable to a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, capable of going head-to-head with top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.
Seeing this, Xuanjian did not force the issue.
Although he had thoughts of obtaining Pangu Marrow, he didn't have much confidence in doing so.
Better to discuss it again in the future.
...
The Twelve Ancestral Witches entered seclusion.
Xuanjian walked out of Pangu Hall.
Before going into seclusion, the Ancestral Witches had admonished the Wu tribe's Arch-Witches that Xuanjian could walk freely throughout the Wu tribe, holding status equal to an Ancestral Witch.
This allowed Xuanjian unimpeded passage across the Wu tribe.
Xuanjian found a quiet, secluded location and carved out a temporary cave dwelling with his bare hands.
After setting up a simple warning formation, Xuanjian plunged straight inside!
Having obtained the Wu tribe's treasury, Xuanjian hadn't had the time to examine it closely before, but now was the perfect opportunity to inspect it item by item.
The precious ones he would keep for himself.
The ordinary ones he would throw into his chamber of commerce later as foundational stock.
“As expected of the Wu tribe! Scouring the vast lands of Honghuang, the treasures they gathered are truly astonishing!”
“There are as many as five top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!”
“Wait... What is this? An Acquired Supreme Virtue Treasure—the Grandmist Measuring Sky Ruler!”
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