The Twelve Ancestral Witches Become Thirteen

"Don't just stand there!"

"Hurry up..."

The Ancestral Witches were all getting anxious!

Wu Tian nodded, but in the end, he did not say anything.

Then he directly absorbed the Gold Ancestral Witch's essence blood into his body, madly circulating the Nine Revolutions Mystical Skill as he began refining it...

Who knew how much time passed.

When Wu Tian woke up once more—

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the Ancestral Witches all beaming with joy, growing ever more excited. Zhurong and the others wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves at his side, unleashing thunderous roars that made Wu Tian's head buzz!

"So I've..."

"Become the hope of the whole village... no, the hope of all the Ancestral Witches?"

Wu Tian muttered inwardly.

Dijiang also burst into hearty laughter.

"Haha!"

"Good! Excellent..."

"Father God Pangu has a successor!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward to Wu Tian's side and eagerly patted him on the shoulder. Wu Tian had only just stood up, yet that single slap nearly pressed him back down!

Then Dijiang turned and stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Tian.

He loudly said to the others, "Stop!"

"Each of you give a drop of essence blood first and hand it to Wu Tian, so he can refine it with all his strength..."

Naturally, the Ancestral Witches had no objections.

Killing Intent instantly grew incomparably dense within Pangu Hall. The auras of various laws collided with one another, and before long, ten drops of Ancestral Witch Essence Blood, each gleaming with different divine radiance, appeared before Wu Tian.

Houtu and Ru Shou had already given theirs.

There was naturally no need for them to do so now!

Looking at the ten drops of Ancestral Witch Essence Blood before him, Wu Tian felt a trace of emotion stir in his heart. Then he looked toward the Ancestral Witches and sighed inwardly once more.

"The Witch Clan..."

"Really does seem pretty good!"

The Ancestral Witches were violent and crude.

But they truly had no ulterior motives. They had not even considered whether having their own laws refined by Wu Tian might cause them any harm...

Wu Tian had not even had time to sweet-talk them a little more before they handed them over just like that. All Twelve Ancestral Witches' essence blood was now in his possession!

After reflecting for a moment—

Wu Tian solemnly cupped his hands toward the Ancestral Witches and said loudly, "Thank you, brothers and sisters..."

Before he could finish—

Smack!

Dijiang gave him another slap!

It sent Wu Tian's body lurching sharply to one side. Then Dijiang said with some dissatisfaction, "It's just a drop of essence blood!"

"Is there any need to be so polite?"

Wu Tian sucked in a breath.

"Hiss!"

His shoulder went numb in waves!

That slap from Dijiang had shaken Wu Tian's blood and qi...

He looked at Dijiang speechlessly. He had not expected politeness itself to become a sin in the Witch Clan...

There were still some not-so-good things about the Ancestral Witches.

They really had no sense of restraint when they struck!

Seeing Wu Tian grimace in pain, the Ancestral Witches burst into laughter. Zhurong in particular said loudly, "Little brother, you should hurry up and properly refine this essence blood. Once you have refined it all, it will be the time for us Thirteen Ancestral Witches to dominate the Primordial Wilderness!"

The Ancestral Witches all nodded in agreement!

"Exactly!"

"Since this world was opened by Father God, it is only natural for us to govern it..."

Even Dijiang wholeheartedly agreed.

Yet Wu Tian could only laugh bitterly inwardly!

The Ancestral Witches had only been born a short while, and they were already thinking of dominating the Primordial Wilderness? Did they know what the situation outside was like now?

A thought stirred in his mind, and he said with a smile:

"Brothers!"

"I have something to say, though I do not know whether I should..."

Dijiang and the others all looked over.

Wu Tian quickly explained:

"This little brother is still weak. Refining these ten drops of essence blood will likely take a long time... When all of you brothers and sisters travel outside, it would be better to use the name of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

There were thirteen Ancestral Witches.

Not a big problem...

"Hmm?"

Facing the Ancestral Witches' puzzled gazes, Wu Tian continued explaining:

"Think about it..."

"If everyone in the Primordial Wilderness accepts that there are Twelve Ancestral Witches, then I, the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch, suddenly appear out of nowhere—wouldn't that be interesting... Wouldn't it give them quite a surprise?"

In the original course of events, Hou Tu, moved by the misery of the dead souls between Heaven and Earth, transformed herself into the Six Paths of Reincarnation and established the Underworld. Thereafter, the Twelve Ancestral Witches lacked one member, leaving the Twelve Divine Heavens Great Sorcery Formation incomplete!

In the end, they and the Demon Race both suffered grievous losses.

But what if, at that moment, the Witch Clan suddenly produced another Ancestral Witch, allowing the Twelve Divine Heavens Great Sorcery Formation to unleash its original power?

Most importantly:

Wu Tian felt that it was better to lie low!

He would stay hidden in the Witch Clan and cultivate properly, first refining this Ancestral Witch Essence Blood. Then, with his foreknowledge, he would seize the opportunities within the Primordial Wilderness...

Once he had grown powerful, he could travel the Primordial Wilderness, witness sights he had never seen, take a look at those legendary Innate Goddesses... Hmm, and he also had to change the fate that would ultimately see the Ancestral Witches perish!

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Dominate the Primordial Wilderness?

Wu Tian glanced at the Ancestral Witches again. With tempers as explosive as yours and minds harder than Mount Buzhou, do you have the means to govern anything?

Could you outscheme the Heavenly Dao?

Could you outscheme Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao Saints?

The Ancestral Witches did not know Wu Tian's true thoughts, but as they followed his words and considered them, their expressions became increasingly vivid. Before long, they looked at him with strange eyes.

A surprise?

More like a fright, wasn't it?

The Ancestral Witches' expressions seemed to say:

Who would have thought that a fellow with such thick brows and big eyes would be this underhanded...

You brat are a little wicked!

Yet anticipation also rose in the Ancestral Witches' hearts. They wanted to see what expressions everyone else would have when the time came.

Dijiang immediately made the decision:

"Good!"

"We'll do as you say..."

"You truly do need time to refine this essence blood. I estimate that the further you go, the longer it will take as the laws clash..."

"Once you have borne all twelve laws and your strength has fully matured, that will be the time for you, the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch, to make your name known!"

The satisfaction in Dijiang's gaze as he looked at Wu Tian deepened.

This little brother really had ideas!

Among the Ancestral Witches, his cleverness was nearly catching up to Dijiang's own...

In the time that followed, the Ancestral Witches began moving about at the foot of Mount Buzhou, going out to hunt Ferocious Beasts and absorb the Killing Intent between Heaven and Earth to strengthen themselves, while Wu Tian devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the Ancestral Witch Essence Blood!

This was the Dragon-Han Era.

The protagonists of Heaven and Earth were the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans. Meanwhile, Hongjun and Luo Hou stood opposed to one another, both seeking to seize Fortune and advance further with its blessing...

A break from cultivation.

Wu Tian went out with the ancestral witches once as well.

It was terrifying!

A mere twelve people had created the battle momentum of thousands upon thousands of troops, fighting as though their lives meant nothing...

"The Primordial Wilderness is far too dangerous!"

"No, I'd better go back and continue refining the essence blood, engraving the ancestral witches' power of laws. Until I refine all twelve drops of essence blood, I absolutely won't come out again..."

Wu Tian quickly returned.

He continued refining the Ancestral Witch Essence Blood!

Even during breaks from cultivation, when he left Pangu Hall, he only moved about at the foot of Mount Buzhou. He never went anywhere near the places where the three clans fought most fiercely...

Pangu's pressure upon Mount Buzhou was still immense.

There was no need to worry about being caught up in battle!

Within Pangu Hall.

Thinking back on his experiences since coming to the Primordial Wilderness and becoming an ancestral witch, Wu Tian could not help but smile. He was growing ever more satisfied with his current life!

He could lie low in Pangu Hall and refine Ancestral Witch Essence Blood to increase his strength. When there was nothing to do, he could chat with Hou Tu, deepen their feelings in advance, and build their relationship...

Wasn't that pretty good?

Just then.

A voice suddenly rang out:

"Wu Tian!"

"Come fight me. Let me see whether you've regressed lately..."

Wu Tian could not help but shudder!

Turning his head, he saw two breathtaking figures standing side by side. One was like an icy mountain beauty—Xuan Ming. Beside her stood Hou Tu, her face full of a gentle smile.

It was Xuan Ming who had called out.

"Is that really necessary?"

"Didn't we just spar before?"

Wu Tian's face immediately twisted into a bitter smile.

He did not know whether it was because she had remembered the way he looked at Xuan Ming back then or what, but whenever she caught him during a rare break, she insisted on drilling him!

But how could that be called drilling, from Wu Tian's perspective?

It was practically abuse!

After several fights.

Wu Tian had confirmed one thing:

This woman's heart was even colder than her Law of Xuan Ming...

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