Houtu Gives Birth to Primordial Spirit

In the immense treasury of the Witch Race, Innate Spiritual Treasures were piled up like garbage.

Innate Spiritual Roots were also stacked in piles on the side.

Qing Xuan merely glanced over them and already sensed the aura of several Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures.

If Innate Spiritual Treasures could speak, they would definitely be shouting about their grievances while cursing the Witch Race barbarians.

If other Great Powers saw the Witch Race's treasury, they would probably go mad and unite to attack the Witch Race.

Ever since Hongjun passed down the method of Slaying Three Corpses, even a low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure would trigger a bloody battle in the Great Desolation.

Yet here, the Witch Race treated Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures like trash, letting them gather dust in their vault.

Houtu saw Qing Xuan's eyes sparkling as he gazed at the pile of junk in the eyes of the Witch Race, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Brother Qing, take a good look here. If you find anything useful, just take it. None of us can use them anyway."

This was the nature of the Witch Race. Since they acknowledged Qing Xuan as their thirteenth brother, nothing belonging to the Witch Race would be withheld from him.

The Witch Race didn't have the complicated schemes of other races. In their understanding, if you were one of them, you should give you their heart and soul.

Qing Xuan nodded, not being polite with Houtu. He had already decided to help the Witch Race change their fate, so taking some of their spiritual treasures now shouldn't be excessive.

Houtu withdrew from the treasury and waited for Qing Xuan outside.

Qing Xuan also began to select items from the Witch Race's treasury.

Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, Pure World White Lotus.

Legend had it that after the Chaos Green Lotus disintegrated, it split into four lotus seeds, which respectively transformed into the Karma Fire Red Lotus, Merit Golden Lotus, Pure World White Lotus, and Reincarnation Purple Lotus.

The Karma Fire Red Lotus released the Red Lotus Karma Fire, specifically countering karma. It was the Companion Supreme Treasure of Old Ancestor Styx.

The Merit Golden Lotus, which focused on defense and suppression, was bestowed by Hongjun upon Jieyin to suppress the destiny of the Western Lands' sect.

The Pure World White Lotus, which focused on purification and countered all evil and heretical ways, was unexpectedly in the Witch Race's treasury.

The Reincarnation Purple Lotus possessed the power of reincarnation. Legend had it that it transformed into a disciple of Empress Pingxin, the Great Emperor Fengdu, who managed Fengdu.

With this Pure World White Lotus, Qing Xuan could try to purify the malevolent energy on the Ancestral Witches, giving them a greater hope of birthing their Primordial Spirits.

Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, Star Axe.

It could gather the power of the stars in the heavens and integrate it into the axe body.

Coincidentally, Qing Xuan's Three Styles of Heaven Opening lacked a suitable axe. Although he could use the Jianmu Divine Spear to perform it, Qing Xuan always felt something was off.

He casually collected a few more magical treasures suitable for women, intending to bring them back as gifts for his Master.

There were even more Innate Spiritual Roots: the high-grade Innate Spiritual Root Azure Spirit Fruit, and the mid-grade Innate Spiritual Root Crimson Tang Tree.

And the Supreme Innate Spiritual Root Yellow Middle Plum.

Qing Xuan rummaged through the Witch Race's treasury, collecting everything he could use, regardless of its grade.

Time slowly passed. Just as Qing Xuan finished his sweep and was about to leave.

A dull, gray bead in the corner caught his attention.

Qing Xuan walked over and picked it up.

The bead was dusty and its material was indistinguishable, but it felt smooth and warm like jade in his hand.

Just as Qing Xuan was about to put it away, the dusty bead suddenly emitted chaotic light and flew directly into Qing Xuan's Sea of Consciousness.

Qing Xuan was greatly alarmed and quickly looked inward.

Before long, Qing Xuan's face showed an expression of wild joy.

This unremarkable bead was actually the legendary Chaos Bead.

Originally a Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bead was affected during the Heaven Opening tribulation and was downgraded by Pangu, becoming a Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

The divine object concealed itself and had remained in the Witch Race's treasury ever since.

Within the Chaos Bead, there was a chaotic world of its own.

With this Chaos Bead, even if the Witch Race ultimately couldn't escape the schemes of the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, Qing Xuan could bring the entire Witch Race into the Chaos Bead. After Houtu established the Underworld, he could send the entire Witch Race into the Underworld, and even the Heavenly Dao wouldn't be able to do anything.

After calming his emotions, Qing Xuan walked out of the Witch Race treasury with a smile on his face.

Houtu saw Qing Xuan emerge with a beaming smile and stepped forward.

"Brother, you've made quite a haul?"

Qing Xuan smiled and nodded, asking Houtu to gather the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Although Houtu didn't know what Qing Xuan intended to do, she didn't ask further questions.

Soon, the Twelve Ancestral Witches reconvened in the Pangu Hall.

"Thirteenth brother, why did you have my sister call us all here? Is something important happening?"

Zhu Rong was the first to speak, as usual.

Qing Xuan waved his hand, signaling Zhu Rong to calm down.

"Brothers, I may have found a way in the Witch Race's treasury for you to birth your Primordial Spirits."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were overjoyed upon hearing Qing Xuan's words.

"Is it really true? Brother Qing? How do we do it?"

Di Jiang suppressed his excitement and asked Qing Xuan.

Qing Xuan summoned the Pure World White Lotus he had obtained from the Witch Race's treasury and explained its effects and uses to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Brothers and sisters, based on my observations, it's not that you cannot birth a Primordial Spirit, but rather that you have absorbed too much innate malevolent energy, suppressing your Primordial Spirits. This Pure World White Lotus is a Supreme Treasure that purifies all negative energies."

Upon hearing Qing Xuan's explanation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were ecstatic.

After so many eons, they finally saw a concrete hope for the Witch Race to birth a Primordial Spirit. All of this was brought by Qing Xuan. At this moment, they believed every word Zhu Jiuyin had said without a doubt.

Qing Xuan was sent by the Father God to help them, their brother.

As the eldest brother, Di Jiang took charge of the situation.

"Since that's the case, Brother Qing, let's give it a try."

Qing Xuan nodded and said to Houtu.

"Sister Houtu, you go first. You were born last and have absorbed the least innate malevolent energy, so purifying your energy first will be the safest."

Houtu did not refuse Qing Xuan's words. At this point, she trusted Qing Xuan completely.

Following Qing Xuan's instructions, Houtu sat cross-legged in front of him, while the other Ancestral Witches formed a circle, watching Qing Xuan operate with unwavering attention.

Qing Xuan took a deep breath, circulated his Mysterious Art, and poured a continuous stream of magical power into the Pure World White Lotus.

The Pure World White Lotus erupted with a dazzling white light, enveloping Houtu entirely.

Visible wisps of black energy continuously flowed out from Houtu's body.

Everyone rejoiced; as long as it was effective, that was good enough.

The Great Desolation paid no heed to years; in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years had passed.

After continuously supplying magical power for ten thousand years, even Qing Xuan, with his fifth-turn Mysterious Art, felt waves of exhaustion.

However, the results were gratifying.

Under the radiance of the Pure World White Lotus, Houtu appeared exceptionally sacred, and her compassionate aura became even more profound.

Another ten thousand years passed.

Finally, just as Qing Xuan was about to collapse, there was not a trace of malevolent energy left around Houtu.

In its place was the light and ethereal aura unique to a Primordial Spirit.

A small figure resembling Houtu suddenly leaped out from the top of Houtu's head.

The figure was identical to Houtu, but it appeared somewhat illusory and transparent.

It was Houtu's Primordial Spirit!