You Really Want Me to Go?!

After Xuanwei put away the nine Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, he did not leave immediately.

Instead, with a gentle flick of his sleeve, a Jade Table table appeared in the hall, upon which sat nine jars of Immortal Brew exuding a rich spiritual aura.

With a gentle smile on his face, Xuanwei raised his right hand, and the sealing talismans on the nine jade wine jars instantly dispelled.

Wisps of azure light rose from the mouth of the jar, weaving in the air to form nine phantom images of Qingfeng spreading their wings as if about to take flight.

"This wine is called 'Phoenix Wutong'," Xuanwei, tapping his fingertip lightly as a wisp of golden light flowed into the wine jar. "It is a specialty of my Qingwu Tribe. Although it is not as good as some of the famous wines in the Primordial Wilderness, it still has its own unique flavor!"

As he moved, the wine in the jar flew out on its own, transforming into nine crystal-clear springs of wine in the air.

Each spring of wine gleams with a different radiance.

Their colors range from azure like jade to crimson like cinnabar, and purple like rainbows, each perfectly corresponding to the original attributes of the nine great shamans.

As Xuanwei spoke, he took out several lush green paulownia leaves, each vein of which shimmered with golden light.

Then a thought occurred to me.

Suddenly, the nine spirit leaves unfurled, their veins intertwining and entwining as if alive, transforming in an instant into nine exquisite paulownia cups.

The cup has a translucent jade-like color, and the naturally formed leaf veins on the cup wall form patterns of phoenixes rising from the ashes.

As the wine glass took shape, the wine that had been floating in the air suddenly fell into it. The moment the wine touched the glass, a rainbow of colors rose from the glass and intertwined with auspicious clouds in mid-air.

Then it slowly flew to the front of the group of great shamans.

"These leaves also come from the spiritual leaves of my Green Qingwu Tree Qingwu Tree, specifically from the very top few leaves... They contain innate fire essence, making them a perfect match for the Phoenix Wutong Wine!" Xuanwei's voice was gentle and kind. "Today, I offer this wine to express my gratitude to all of you fellow Daoists for your generous lending of this treasure."

Chiyou's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he reached out and caught the phoenix tree cup that flew in front of him.

His bronze hands contrasted beautifully with the jade-like cup, and the wine inside swayed gently with his movements, producing a series of clear, melodious phoenix-like cries.

The sound was sometimes like the first cry of a fledgling phoenix, and sometimes like the long cry of an old phoenix. In the distance, one could also faintly hear the natural rhythm of the rustling of the paulownia leaves in the wind.

"This wine is quite good!" Chiyou laughed and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing this, the other high priests all raised their cups and drank heartily.

Even Jiufeng smiled and took a sip.

Seeing everyone finish their drinks, a barely perceptible smile flashed in Xuanwei's eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, your capacity for wine is truly remarkable!" Xuanwei praised them first, then with a flick of his wide sleeves, several more streams of wine flew out from the nine jade wine jars and landed in the cups of the great shamans. "This second cup is to toast the heroic spirit of the Witch Clan's sons."

"Hahahaha, you, Xuanwei, are quite interesting!" Chiyou laughed loudly, his voice shaking the palace.

He then drank it all in one gulp.

The other high priests naturally wouldn't refuse, after all, Xuanwei was brought by their own sister Zi Qiao.

Moreover, Xuanwei is a rather interesting person to talk to.

They drank the wine.

Only Jiufeng had a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, looking at Xuanwei with a rather amused expression.

It seems Xuanwei hasn't given up yet.

However, she didn't say anything, but simply sipped the Spiritual Wine in her hand.

Next, Xuanwei poured wine while praising it.

"Chiyou, your body is made of copper and iron; you truly inherited the Great God Pangu in creating the world!"

A slight blush crept onto Chiyou's bronze face, and his rough hand unconsciously scratched the back of his head. "Xuanwei Daoist Xuanwei, you flatter me... How can my meager cultivation compare to Father God Pangu?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken." Xuanwei poured another cup of Spiritual Wine for Chiyou. This time, the wine transformed into the shape of a miniature battle axe in the cup. "The power of the Great God Pangu is naturally unmatched, but you fellow Daoists, as descendants of the Great God Pangu, are now wholeheartedly protecting the Primordial Wilderness. In doing so, aren't you also inheriting the great power of the Great God Pangu?"

"Really?!" Chiyou scratched his head shyly, "I'm not that great..."

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to belittle yourself!" Xuanwei smiled and comforted Chiyou.

He then turned to look at Dayi, and especially when he saw the powerful and sharp arrow intent emanating from Dayi, he exclaimed in admiration, "Fellow Daoist, you must be a practitioner of archery, right? Such arrow intent, even if you were just standing still, would make Xuanwei feel a chill. With such skill, you are probably the best archer in the entire Primordial Wilderness!"

Hearing Xuanwei's praise, Dayi's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me..."

Despite saying that, Da Dayi nodded to himself inwardly.

Yeah, no seats. Laozi 'm the best shooter, the most accurate shooter!

As the Xuanwei and subtle words flowed, the atmosphere within the Ancestral Witch Hall grew increasingly joyful.

One by one, the great shamans put their arms around Xuanwei's shoulders, continuously drinking the Spiritual Wine in their cups.

The whole scene seemed quite lively and enjoyable.

Throughout this, Xuanwei never mentioned asking the Witch Clan and others for help again, but instead kept praising the great shamans.

And so, Xuanwei and the great shamans laughed and drank heartily for a full thousand years.

Only then did he rise and take his leave.

They left the Ancestral Witch Hall.

As Xuanwei left, the main hall gradually quieted down.

Chiyou watched Xuanwei's departing figure, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

It must be said that Xuanwei was quite to Chiyou's liking.

Not only does she have a pleasant voice, but she was also brought by Sister Zi Qiao.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly approached Jiufeng.

Before Chiyou You could speak, Jiufeng understood what Chiyou was thinking.

Her red lips parted slightly as she asked with a smile, "What? You got a little carried away by the compliments and now you want to help him?!"

"Uh..." Chiyou scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

But Chiyou couldn't admit it. He just kept a straight face and said in a low voice, "How could that be? What do you take me for? I just thought that since we're just idling around anyway, we might as well go for a walk. After all, this kind of thing doesn't happen often!"

"Besides, I always felt that Xuanyuan wasn't all that great; it would have been better to let Xuanwei become the Human Emperor!"

Chiyou only uttered this thought to himself and did not speak it aloud.

"Alright, enough nonsense!" Jiufeng waved her hand. "If you want to go, go by yourself, just don't drag my Witch Clan into it!"

Upon hearing Jiufeng's words, Chiyou was immediately taken aback.

"You really want me to go?!"

Jiufeng chuckled lightly, "If you really want to go, do you think I can trap you? But you should think carefully, after all, that's an internal matter of the human race. Even if you die there, we won't lift a finger to save you!"

Upon hearing Jiufeng's words, Chiyou scoffed, "Don't worry about that. I can't afford to lose face like that. Besides, I'm just tagging along, watching the show, not actually making a move!"

Upon hearing this, Jiufeng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

How could she not understand Chiyou's temperament?

That's what they say, but if they actually see a fight break out, they'll probably forget all about it by now.

"Go if you want, I can't be bothered with you!"