Give Me Yours, and Won't I Have Them?

Primordial Wilderness.

Inside Pangu Hall beneath Mount Buzhou.

Above the enormous Blood Pool, blood qi and baleful qi intertwined, vast and boundless. Wu Tian sat cross-legged in the air, continuously absorbing the Blood Pool's power!

Suddenly, countless strands of baleful qi dispersed.

They fell toward the Blood Pool...

His blurry figure gradually revealed its true appearance. His face was exceedingly handsome, his eyes deep and spirited, and the muscles on his upper body looked as though they had been sculpted from bronze, adding a forceful masculine aura!

"Phew!"

"I've finally refined another drop of Ancestral Witch Essence Blood..."

Joy filled Wu Tian's face.

Unlike the other members of the Witch Clan, the baleful qi around him was restrained, and his temperament was not as fierce and violent as theirs. Yet he was undeniably a genuine member of the Witch Clan.

He was even the Witch Clan's Thirteenth Ancestral Witch!

Wu Tian had originally been a man from a later age. While struggling desperately to make a living, he had stumbled into incredible luck and been sent straight to the Primordial World by one press of an accelerator...

As everyone knew.

Dump trucks were the gods in charge of transmigration!

When Wu Tian woke again, he had just taken form from a massive blood cocoon within Pangu Hall. The Twelve Ancestral Witches surrounded him, each looking at him with curiosity and anticipation.

At the same time, a stream of information appeared out of nowhere.

It surged into Wu Tian's mind...

Before long, Wu Tian understood his situation:

He had actually become the little brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch who had never existed in the original course of events!

"The Witch Clan?"

"The Thirteenth Ancestral Witch?"

A trace of panic arose in Wu Tian's heart.

In the future Tribulation of the Lich War, all the Ancestral Witches would perish alongside the Demon Clan. Both sides would suffer devastating losses, and the Witch Clan would completely withdraw from the stage of the Primordial World...

Now that he had become the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch.

Wouldn't he share the same fate as them?

"System!"

"System bro... big bro!"

Wu Tian hurriedly called out in his heart.

Becoming an Ancestral Witch was no big deal. As long as System Bro could lend a hand and give him a newbie gift pack with a few tubes of Pangu Essence Blood, wouldn't he soar right to the top... Wait, that sounded a little too hilariously filial!

But Wu Tian could not care about that now.

Yet after shouting in his heart several times and examining his body, Wu Tian could only helplessly admit:

He had no system!

"This..."

"Do I have to rely on myself?"

After a moment of gloom.

Wu Tian could only accept reality and comfort himself inwardly:

So what if he had no system?

So what if he was part of the Witch Clan?

This was the bona fide Orthodox Pangu Lineage!

In the original course of events, the Ancestral Witches only knew how to fight and kill. Whenever something happened, they charged ahead blindly without a shred of strategy, which was why they ended up dead and their clan destroyed.

But things were different now!

With Wu Tian, someone familiar with the Heavenly Dao's greater course, all he needed to do was offer the Ancestral Witches a few pointers and ideas at critical moments. Wouldn't that change the Witch Clan's fate?

Wu Tian knew.

The Witches and Demons War had been entirely driven by the Heavenly Dao!

When the first war began and the two clans' strength was uneven, Hongjun had even intervened personally to postpone the battle, all so their strength could be balanced and they could destroy each other, leaving both the Witch Clan and Demon Clan defeated...

"But during the Witch-Demon Final Battle..."

"If I can persuade the Ancestral Witches to retreat directly into the Underworld and yield the Primordial World to Di Jun and the others, will the Heavenly Dao Saints watch Di Jun unify the Primordial Wilderness, or will they be forced to intervene?"

This thought suddenly surfaced in Wu Tian's mind.

His eyes immediately lit up!

If he could force the Heavenly Dao Saints to fight the Demon Clan, there would be quite a show to watch...

Of course.

The Ancestral Witches would not be easy to persuade.

Every one of them was hot-tempered and stubborn beyond belief, with heads as hard as the rocks on Mount Buzhou!

But that was fine... At worst, he could just follow Hou Tu into the Underworld himself, couldn't he?

"I may not have a system..."

"But I have Hou Tu! The future incarnation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Empress Pingxin who commands the Earthly Dao—isn't she far better than any system?"

At that thought.

Wu Tian was immediately invigorated!

He found his identity increasingly appealing. As long as he could keep a low profile and cultivate steadily, he could at least live freely and happily in the Underworld...

Setting everything else aside.

Becoming the Emperor of Fengdu should be the bare minimum, right?

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When the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation came.

If he had the opportunity.

He might even emerge from the Underworld once more!

Just as Wu Tian came to understand himself and became immersed in plans for the future, his expression changing again and again, the Ancestral Witches watched him. Then a remarkably rough voice suddenly sounded:

"Is there something wrong with Thirteenth Brother..."

Wu Tian's wandering thoughts were immediately interrupted.

Startled, he opened his eyes and looked toward the Ancestral Witch who had spoken. Before he could think of anything, he heard that Ancestral Witch, whose aura was as explosive as fire, speak again:

"Why does he look so foolish?"

Wu Tian was instantly speechless.

How did he look foolish? He had only just been born. Didn't he need to absorb the information in his bloodline and think about his past and present life?

He could only hurriedly get to his feet:

"Wu Tian greets all my elder brothers!"

"Greetings, Sister Xuan Ming and Sister Hou Tu..."

He glanced at the ten hulking fools.

Wu Tian's gaze quickly passed over them and landed directly on Xuan Ming and Hou Tu, making his eyes light up! He had seen plenty in his previous life, having been bombarded daily by all kinds of "heavenly physiques" on TikTok!

But how could the women he had seen in his past life compare to the two Ancestral Witches before him? These were Innate Goddesses. The stronger they were, the closer they came to perfection...

Wu Tian did not have many flowery words.

His highest praise was a mutter in his heart:

"Worth it!"

"Coming to the Witch Clan was worth it for Xuan Ming and Hou Tu alone..."

Before he could look twice more.

Xuan Ming shot him a fierce glare. Her gaze was like icy thorns, making Wu Tian hurriedly avert his eyes!

Zhurong let out a long sigh of relief, as if a burden had been lifted from his heart. Then he laughed loudly.

"He's afraid of Sister Xuan Ming too!"

"Haha..."

"Looks like there's nothing wrong with his brain!"

Wu Tian was speechless again.

That counted as a standard for judgment?

Xuan Ming's icy gaze would startle anyone. Even an idiot would surrender under that stare!

At this moment, the eldest of the Ancestral Witches, Ancestral Witch Dijiang, stepped forward. He examined Wu Tian's body, then asked:

"Wu Tian, what Law do you command?"

"Where is your True Form of the Ancestral Witch?"

The Ancestral Witches were all born with command over the Power of Laws.

This was the advantage of being Pangu's blood descendants. Dijiang commanded the Law of Space, Zhu Jiuyin commanded the Law of Time... For cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness, the realm they tirelessly pursued throughout their lives was something the Ancestral Witches possessed from birth!

It was an instinct as natural as breathing.

As the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch born after Hou Tu, Wu Tian should logically have commanded a Law as well and possessed his own True Form of the Ancestral Witch...

"Huh?"

Wu Tian froze instantly.

It seemed...

There was a small problem with him!

Perhaps because his soul came from a later age, or perhaps because the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch had never existed in the original course of events, Wu Tian's body was currently incomparably powerful and brimming with vitality.

Yet it was completely empty...

He did not command any Power of Laws at all!

After the Ancestral Witches understood the situation, they looked at one another. Then Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin extended their divine senses into Wu Tian's body and carefully examined it.

A moment later.

The Ancestral Witches completely accepted this reality.

After pondering briefly, Dijiang wore an utterly certain expression, though he also sounded somewhat regretful.

"I understand now..."

"Wu Tian was born last, so his origin is insufficient and he has certain flaws... That is why he failed to command the Power of Laws from birth!"

Wu Tian immediately frowned.

How did that make him flawed?

Give me yours, and won't I have them? If every Ancestral Witch gave him a few drops of essence blood, wouldn't he gather all twelve Laws?

He even had a thought:

The Ancestral Witches were the ones with incomplete bodies.

He was the normal one!

His eyes shifted, and Wu Tian immediately said with a smile:

"Elder Brother, that is not quite right!"

"Though I was not born commanding a Law and possess only a powerful physical body..."

"Perhaps this was Father God Pangu's arrangement, so that I could bear your Laws?"

A gleam flashed in Wu Tian's eyes.

As everyone knew, when the Calabash Brothers gathered together, they could become Calabash Vajra. If he could refine the essence blood of every Ancestral Witch, wouldn't he become Little Pangu?