Secluded Cultivation

After Taichu left the Daoist temple, Nuwa began preparing for seclusion. The time limit for Xiang Dong to lift the restrictions on her and Fuxi would not be extended because of obtaining the Creation Green Lotus.

Although she didn't understand why Xiang Dong had given her so many fortuitous opportunities, she had indeed accepted these fortuitous opportunities and favors; the Yinguo were already set.

Regardless of Xiang Dong's plans or schemes, only those with sufficient strength can calmly and confidently deal with the situation.

Therefore, Nuwa entrusted Fuxi with the care of the sacred fields and the education of the Six-Eared Macaque.

Fuxi readily agreed, then first completed the formation of the Daoist temple, adding several more layers of formation. Although it wasn't very useful, it at least gave him a little more peace of mind.

As for moving, there's no need to consider it for now. At least with the connection of Taichu, the two sides can still communicate and get along harmoniously.

If they can't communicate, then they are twelve ferocious demons, and you'll be living in constant fear just by staying there.

If they can discuss helping each other, then they'll have twelve strong and capable neighbors who can lend a hand when needed. The difference is significant.

Aren't you leaving?

In the spirit field, Xiang Dong still maintained the shape of Sunflower, quietly basking in the sun. It seemed that he really considered this place his own home and had no intention of leaving at all.

Xiang Dong's reasoning was simple. "I'm waiting for my mounts. They're heading towards Buzhou Mountain, and if I wander off aimlessly at this time, I might easily miss them."

"Furthermore, I can't stray too far, otherwise the connection between the illusory form of the Creation Azure Dragon and its true form might be severed, which would be bad if it affected Nuwa's comprehension."

The following sentence is crucial, so Fuxi said nothing more, indicating his tacit approval.

Actually, there were other reasons that Xiang Dong didn't say aloud. For example, after the Six-Eared Macaque incident, Xiang Dong clearly realized that it was too dangerous for a Taiyi Golden Immortal like him to wander around outside.

Without a cell phone, a treasure of Merit, one feels utterly insecure, especially when possessing such a valuable item. In such cases, death is imminent, and one might not even know how one dies.

Although he can summon the Taichu, his own strength is too weak. Facing an existence whose strength and realm far surpass his own, the other party might not even give him the chance to summon it.

Finally, he wanted to witness firsthand just how far Nuwa could comprehend it.

While Nuwa is in seclusion, I need to organize my thoughts and cultivate more diligently. I'll wait until I reach the Great Unity Golden Immortal and have some strength before making any further moves.

And so, Xiang Dong, quite unusually, began his cultivation!

Although this body is not that of Ancestral Witches, it can still cultivate the Hunyuan Nine-Turn Profound Origin Art, but the effect is not as good as that of Ancestral Witches because it cannot absorb Sha Qi. Fortunately, Spiritual Qi is still plentiful.

On the contrary, he himself is capable of purifying Sha Qi; otherwise, he wouldn't have had the idea of purifying the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the first place.

But now, whenever he thinks about it, he can't help but feel distressed, and he really wants to go back in time and smash his own head in.

Now look what's happened; it's created a whole host of problems.

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The path you chose, you have to walk it, even if you cry.

On the other side, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still waiting outside. When they saw Taichu emerge, Zhurong was the first to greet him.

"Little brother, where are the oranges you mentioned?"

Taichu, surprised that Zhurong still remembered.

Besides, where was he supposed to find oranges at this time? But he made up a story without batting an eye.

"It's not cooked through yet, I'll definitely do it next time."

"Oh"

Zhurong was slightly disappointed, but he didn't care too much.

"So where do we go next? Should we catch a few ferocious beasts?"

"No rush, let's go back to the Pangu Hall first. I have important business to attend to."

The Ancestral Witches, including Zhurong, had been thinking about the blood sacrifice and feasting for a long time. Now that they were out, they were like wild horses, not wanting to go back until they had had their fill of fun. So they had quite a few complaints along the way.

"Make it clear first, what else is there this time?"

"All thirteen of our Ancestral Witches have been born; this trip can't just be about catching a monkey and then visiting someone's place."

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush. This matter is very important; it concerns the evolution of the Witch Clan. You can postpone your feast for now. Don't worry, you won't be shortchanged."

After calming Zhurong and the others down, Taichu led the Twelve Ancestral Witches back to the Pangu Hall. On the way, he sensed that Xiang Dong had actually begun to cultivate on his own initiative, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He felt somewhat gratified.

Even the main body is starting to put in the effort; it really is true that without pressure, there is no motivation!

Taichu originally intended to act first and inform later, but just as he was about to put the Five-Colored Stone into the blood pool, Di Jiang grabbed him. He only glanced at it before his brows furrowed.

"It seems to contain a special origin, the origin of the Chaos Demon Gods."

"Yes, this contains a portion of the Chaos Demon Ape's essence, just like that Six-Eared Macaque from before."

Since Di Jiang had already figured it out, Taichu didn't bother to hide his origins anymore. If he couldn't hide it any longer, he might as well just be frank. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were a bit simple-minded and reckless, lacking in cunning and strategy, but they weren't all fools, were they?

"Young man, what do you plan to do with this stone?"

"I want to try it out first, but I'm not sure if it will be successful."

As he spoke, Taichu separated three drops of Pangu Essence Blood that he had not yet used.

These Essence Blood were naturally incomparable to the original Essence Blood that nurtured the Ancestral Witches. Although there were hundreds of drops, every drop used was one less. This time, it would consume the reserves of three drops of Essence Blood, which pained them greatly.

As the eldest brother, Di Jiang's eyelids twitched and his heart almost couldn't take it.

They are about to evolve into the Witch Clan, but they can't rely on themselves alone. They also need to rely on the little bit of wealth left by their Father God. You could say that the whole family depends on this for their livelihood.

Three drops!

Three drops in one go!

How will we live from now on?

"Young man, wait a moment, please wait a moment."

Di Jiang reached out to stop him, his tone unusually hesitant.

"It's not that I'm reluctant, brother, but you need to explain clearly what your purpose is in using these three drops of Essence Blood to create this gestation."

Since things had come to this point, Taichu stopped hiding anything and simply laid everything out in the open.

"I want to try and see if I can conceive another Ancestral Witches."

"However, that's unlikely, so what I'm really more interested in is whether the Witch Clan, which evolved after us, will possess Primordial Spirit."

This sentence silenced the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Most of them had never thought about this question before, but now that Taichu had said it, they began to ponder it.