Ancestral Witch Pool

Back at the Immortality Volcano, the Phoenix Clan had sealed off the mountain, making it impossible for outsiders to enter—but Li Xinghe was not among those excluded.

Seeing Yuan Feng still cultivating with all her might, Li Xinghe couldn't help but sigh. The calamity had shaken her deeply.

The Phoenix Clan had suffered devastating losses. If not for Li Xinghe's support from behind the scenes, she would have surely perished like the Ancestral Dragon and the Beginning Qilin.

The Phoenix Clan's fate would likely have been no better. In the end, it came down to insufficient strength.

"You're pregnant—don't push yourself so hard." Li Xinghe roused her from her meditation.

"Have some fruit to supplement your vitamins!"

"Vitamins? What's that?" Yuan Feng looked puzzled, but the Peach Tree fruit in her hand melted on her tongue, a surge of powerful spiritual energy nourishing her body and the fetus in her womb.

"What kind of spiritual fruit is this? It actually increased my magic power by a little." Yuan Feng was astonished.

She was already at the Late Golden Immortal of the Origin stage—this single peach was worth thousands of years of bitter cultivation.

"Just a few peaches. If you like them, I'll plant a peach tree for you." Li Xinghe was peeling the skin off a peach.

"Master, you're wasting a gift from heaven. Such a spiritual fruit can be eaten directly." Yuan Feng looked at him speechlessly.

If anyone else saw Li Xinghe peeling a peach before eating it, they'd gladly be his trash bin.

"And here's a Ginseng Fruit—have one to replenish yourself. They say one bite can grant immortality." Li Xinghe took out a Ginseng Fruit.

Yuan Feng's face was full of happiness. It seemed Li Xinghe truly cared about this child.

According to the original trajectory of the Primordial World, Yuan Feng would have transformed her entire origin into an egg before her death. That was why Kong Xuan, born later, inherited her origin and became so heaven-defying.

Now that Yuan Feng hadn't died, giving birth normally wouldn't drain her life force. So she had to slowly replenish herself to produce a child with a powerful origin.

"Since it's my child, it shouldn't turn out to be a peacock, right? Otherwise, I'd feel a bit cuckolded." Li Xinghe worried inwardly.

Soon, he planted a branch of the Peach Tree in the Immortality Volcano and watered it with Three Lights Divine Water.

Before long, the branch took root and sprouted. The Immortality Volcano, as the Phoenix Clan's stronghold, was no worse than Kunlun.

"Add a Time Acceleration Array, and in about a thousand years, we'll have peaches to eat." Li Xinghe was excited.

A thousand years meant nothing to him now.

After arranging all this, he returned to the Pangu Temple and handed the remaining Yellow Middle Plums to Dijiang.

He also left some Ginseng Fruits and peaches for them. These things worked the first few times, but overuse built up resistance.

But by now, the Witch Race was no longer just the Twelve Ancestral Witches—other Witches were gradually emerging.

In the Pangu Temple, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had cultivated for who knows how many years. Perhaps they felt too lonely, or thought the Witch Race was too small.

Or maybe it was the subtle influence of the Heavenly Dao. The Twelve Ancestral Witches pooled their own essence blood to build an Ancestral Witch Pool.

Then, Witches began to take form from it endlessly. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were the first generation, while those born later were the Second Generation Witch Race, also called Great Witches.

After the Twelve Ancestral Witches, six Great Witches emerged: Jiu Feng, Chi You, Xing Tian, Kuafu, Hou Yi, and Xiang Liu.

Though the six Great Witches weren't as powerful as the Ancestral Witches, Li Xinghe had strengthened the Ancestral Witches' origin, so the Great Witches' origin was not much weaker than the original Ancestral Witches of the Primordial World.

After that, each generation of Witches grew weaker, but their numbers gradually increased.

"Big Brother, Adoptive Father said that one day our Witch Race will contend for supremacy in the Primordial World, but in the end, we'll fade away like the Three Primal Races. We must prepare in advance." Xuan Ming's expression was grave.

As the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang was the Space Ancestral Witch, most skilled in speed. He had received Li Xinghe's grace and participated in the branch of Ancestor Yang Mei, achieving some success.

"We will not disappoint Adoptive Father's expectations. The Primordial World is Father God's world—it belongs only to the Witch Race." The Twelve Ancestral Witches all declared.

If not for Li Xinghe's orders, they would have long been roaming the Primordial World.

Just look at Xuan Ming and Houtu—traveling the Primordial World had its benefits.

"Adoptive Father left us so many treasures. We must use them wisely." Dijiang's face was stern. As the eldest, when Li Xinghe was away, the Twelve Ancestral Witches deferred to him.

This time, Li Xinghe had gifted him a segment of the Space Demon God's original branch, filling him with excitement.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no Primordial Spirit—they could only cultivate their physical bodies or enhance their innate laws.

Dijiang's understanding of the Law of Space was now not far behind Li Xinghe's. He was simply blessed by heaven, naturally sensitive to the Law of Space.

They could not become Heavenly Dao Sages, but they could walk the path of Law Sanctification.

Pangu had done the same back then, but Law Sanctification was as hard as reaching the sky. They could only accumulate through time.

Li Xinghe observed everything happening in the Witch Race. Thankfully, they hadn't grown arrogant.

Perhaps because of Xuan Ming and Houtu, the Twelve Ancestral Witches understood their limits. Many things in the Primordial World couldn't be solved by brute force alone.

"With time acceleration, the Witch Race's progress will be dozens of times faster than originally. Even a pig, by the time of the Witch-Demon Calamity, could stand on its own." Li Xinghe nodded in satisfaction.

After that, he went to where Fuxi and Nuwa were in seclusion.

"Disciple greets Master."

"Nuwa pays respects to the Great God."

Fuxi had received the River Diagram and Luo Book, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Nuwa, constantly discussing the Dao with her elder brother, had also surged in strength, reaching Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

In the current Primordial World, with the Three Primal Races fading away—aside from the reclusive Yuan Feng and the reincarnated Chaos Demon Gods—Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was likely the ceiling for native Primordial World beings.

"Here are two peaches and a Ginseng Fruit; taking them will increase your cultivation." He naturally wouldn't forget his own disciple when it came to such good fortune.

As for Nuwa? Not his disciple, but a future Saint. Having eaten his peaches and Ginseng Fruit today, she would owe him a debt of Cause and Effect, and afterward, she'd be bound to his chariot.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, Great God!"

Fuxi and Nuwa accepted the peaches and Ginseng Fruit, immediately sensing the immense energy contained within.

Having settled these matters, Li Xinghe returned to the Immortality Volcano.

Having gone through the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, he felt his strength had improved, drawing him closer to the Late Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Though the Pangu Temple was a fine place for seclusion, Yuan Feng was still pregnant with his child back at the Immortality Volcano, so he felt he should keep a closer watch.

He feared that even if Yuan Feng hadn't fallen, the Heavenly Dao might still have its designs on her. If Luohu or Hongjun had some scheme, he would regret it too late.

Fortunately, divine beasts were different from humans—pregnancy didn't hinder cultivation. The two of them discussed the Dao day and night, not only improving their own strength but also allowing the fetus in her womb to accumulate its foundation.

At Mount Sumeru in the West, Luohu had absorbed a vast amount of Killing Qi during the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, and the World-Ending Millstone had also absorbed enough Qi of Destruction, growing even more powerful.

"Middle Golden Immortal of the Origin—far from enough. The World-Ending Millstone is also insufficient. I need a supreme weapon of slaughter." Though Luohu had gained many benefits, he was still dissatisfied.

If not for Li Xinghe's meddling, the Phoenix Clan would have surely fallen, and he could have absorbed even more Killing Qi and Destruction Force.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. The World-Ending Millstone still stored the Killing Qi and endless Sha Qi left from the fall of the three clans.

Why not use this to forge a new treasure? Even if it wasn't a supreme artifact, it would be the one most suited to him.