"Master, how would we dare speak rashly of Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin?
The three Sanqing Heavenly Venerables and the Twelve Ancestral Witch Heavenly Venerables are each existences beyond our reach, fit only for us to look up to.
Regardless of cultivation, what they have done is beyond the comparison of any living being in the Great Desolation.
The merits they have rendered for the Great Desolation are not something this disciple can presume to speculate upon." Upon hearing their Master's words, the fourteen female disciples hurriedly explained.
This was practically roasting them over a fire.
They were mere Golden Immortals of the Origin—how could they dare discuss Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin experts?
And those were Pangu's descendants, existences who had rendered countless merits to the Great Desolation.
"Could it be that you disciples do not envy your Queen Mother of the West, as well as your three senior sisters, Xi He and Chang Xi?"
Seeing that his fourteen female disciples had failed to grasp his meaning, Old Ancestor Wuxing simply stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table, naming them directly.
"..."
Hearing their Master's words, the fourteen female disciples fell silent at once.
At the same time, a flicker of expectant light passed through their eyes.
It would have been one thing if their Master had said nothing, but now that he had brought it up, their thoughts naturally began to stir.
For existences like the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who held up heaven and earth, possessed profound cultivation, peerless origins, and supreme talent—
Among the Great Desolation's female cultivators, practically none could remain unmoved.
If they truly caught the eye of any one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and became Dao companions, it would be a colossal opportunity to soar into the heavens in