You Must Take Responsibility to the End...

Qing Huan hadn't expected anyone among the Witch Clan to be so meticulous in thought, but upon realizing it was Zhu Jiuyin, he found it unsurprising.

After all, the only one in the entire Witch Clan who could be considered to have a brain was this Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin.

"Once the Sha Qi within the body is eliminated, a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure is required, and ideally one that matches your own attribute, to protect the Primordial Spirit from being tainted by the Sha Qi.

Of course, in the Primordial Wilderness, Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures are extremely hard to find.

In terms of attributes, what I know includes one of the Innate Five Directions Banners, the Apricot Yellow Banner, which happens to be an Earth-attribute Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, perfectly suited for Daoist Friend Houtu.

There's also the Profound Origin Water Control Banner, which complements Ancestral Witch Gonggong.

And the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Root, Tongtian Jianmu, is an ideal match for the Wood Ancestral Witch, Gou Mang.

As for treasures fitting your other laws, there are far too few, and even if they exist, most are in the hands of other Innate Deities or have yet to emerge.

Moreover, the Merit you all possess isn't enough to cleanse the Sha Qi from all twelve of you; at most, it can purify the Sha Qi of two Ancestral Witches."

Qing Huan laid out his thoughts completely, for Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures were limited in number, and even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches went to seize them together, they might not succeed.

After all, in the Primordial Wilderness, no one was foolish enough to stand still and be attacked when they knew they couldn't win; they would only flee with all their might.

Only when escape was truly impossible would they fight to the death...

The Primordial Wilderness wasn't some fantasy floor-tile ant—calling them ants required a magnifying glass of countless trillions upon trillions of times just to see clearly.

And when locked in a life-or-death battle, they'd still have to shout out.

"First Soul Skill: Mom's Entanglement, Fifth Soul Skill: Mom's Overlord Spear..."

And it had to be turn-based—your soul skill activates, then mine activates, and then we fight again...

"Big Brother, I think Daoist Friend Qing Huan's method is feasible.

But now, which two of us should we give the Merit to?

Little Sister Houtu is one of the least affected by the Sha Qi, so she definitely gets it. But the other choice is really hard to decide."

Although the Witch Clan couldn't precisely sense Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures due to lacking a Primordial Spirit, that didn't stop them from judging compatibility through combat.

But these Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures also had to match the attributes of their own laws, and Zhu Jiuyin was stumped.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, born from Pangu's Essence Blood, knew from their Inherited Memory that Father God had evolved three thousand spiritual treasures, but these top-tier treasures were not only hard to find but also had to align with their attributes—an extreme difficulty.

"I don't need it. Fighting with my Physical Body suits my fortune better. This chance should go to my other siblings."

Qiang Liang stepped forward decisively.

"I don't need it either."

The other eight Ancestral Witches also voiced their refusals one after another.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin exchanged a glance, stunned.

This was a critical opportunity to change the Witch Clan's fate—how could they let these younger siblings act so recklessly?

"Does Daoist Friend Qing Huan have any suggestions?"

Zhu Jiuyin turned his gaze to Qing Huan.

Since Qing Huan had come up with this method, he could likely analyze the choice of Ancestral Witches for the clan.

"Yes, that's right. You came up with the idea, so you have to take responsibility. No matter which one you name, we'll all listen to you."

Zhurong, now full of admiration for Qing Huan, set aside his usual fiery temper and spoke softly and obediently for once.

"Yes, speak quickly."

The other Ancestral Witches also stared at Qing Huan expectantly, waiting for his answer.

At this moment, Qing Huan was a bit taken aback. He had only offered a suggestion—how had it turned into him being responsible for seeing it through?

"Ahem, I'm honored by the trust of all you Ancestral Witches.

Very well! In my observation of your laws, only the Wood Ancestral Witch, Gou Mang, still has some hope.

After all, there are quite a few Top-grade Innate Spiritual Roots corresponding to Daoist Friend Gou Mang's law, such as the Innate Spiritual Root Tongtian Jianmu, the Human Life Fruit Tree, and the Huangzhong Plum. Of course, if you can find just one of them, that will suffice..."

"Nonsense! I want to cultivate my Physical Body, not some Primordial Spirit."

Gou Mang grew anxious at once. After all, the Physical Body was the Ancestral Witches' strength—cultivating a Primordial Spirit would mean starting from scratch!

"Outrageous! Third Brother, this is not up to you.

If you dare refuse to cultivate, the eleven of us will beat you black and blue first."

Di Jiang pointed at Gou Mang, his eyes blazing with fury.

The other eleven also fixed their gazes on Gou Mang, for this was the Witch Clan's Thread of Life.

Under the intense stare of his siblings, Gou Mang immediately cowered, losing his defiance, and reluctantly walked out of Pangu Temple.

"Hmph, what a rebellion! If Gou Mang dares to give up this chance to cleanse the Sha Qi, just watch how I deal with him." Di Jiang's face was filled with rage.

"Er... I've already given you the solution. Now it's time for you to take us to see the Witch Clan's treasury, isn't it?"

Qing Huan had no interest in watching the Witch Clan's sibling drama; his dealings with them were merely an exchange of benefits.

"The Witch Clan always keeps its word. Since you've helped us solve the Primordial Spirit problem, what we promised Daoist Friend Qing Huan will naturally be fulfilled."

"Little sister, take Daoist Friend Qing Huan to the treasury and let him choose a spiritual treasure!"

Though Di Jiang was deeply reluctant, before the statue of Father God, the Witch Clan dared not break their promise.

"Daoist Friend Qing Huan, please follow me."

With that, Houtu led the way.

Stepping into the Witch Clan Treasury, Qing Huan was instantly stunned by the sight before him.

The treasury was piled high with spiritual treasures, densely packed—at least several hundred pieces.

These treasures radiated varied lights, some soft, some dazzling. Innate Spiritual Treasures and Acquired Spiritual Treasures interwove, like a brilliant Sea of Stars.

The air was thick with dense spiritual energy, as if proclaiming the extraordinary nature of these treasures.

"Haha, these spiritual treasures are of no use to our Witch Clan for now, so they've been left here gathering dust.

But once my elder brother Gou Mang and I have our Primordial Spirits, these treasures and spiritual roots will finally be put to use."

Houtu's eyes sparkled with excitement. As long as she could find that so-called Apricot Yellow Banner Qing Huan had mentioned, she could purge the Sha Qi and cultivate her Primordial Spirit.

Qing Huan paid no heed to Houtu's words. Instead, he focused his mind, using his Primordial Spirit to sense the grades of these treasures and spiritual roots.

After sweeping through them once, he had a rough understanding. He extended his palm, and a bottle as white as jade appeared in his hand.

High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, Jade Purity Bottle: The bottle's body is white as jade, warm and lustrous, as if it had gathered the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

At the bottle's mouth, wisps of spiritual energy rose like light smoke, and within, a vast space could faintly be seen, as if containing endless mysteries.

Inside the bottle, the Three Lights Divine Water—Sunlight Divine Water, blazing like a scorching sun; Moonlight Divine Water, shimmering like cold moonlight; Starlight Divine Water, twinkling like countless stars—the three divine waters interweaved, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.

The water in this bottle can heal all poisons and injuries in the world, and can also nourish and restore the True Spirit.

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