The Human Race's Monster

Because of Luo Xuan, the three of them had developed something of a conditioned reflex toward merit.

They had originally still been in secluded cultivation, but immediately set it aside. When they came out to take a look, it really was an uproar caused by Luo Xuan.

Laozi frowned and said, "Ancestral Witch Hou Tu? What is she doing at Shouyang Mountain?"

Only then did the Three Pure Ones notice Hou Tu and her group beside Luo Xuan.

They had only just entered seclusion. What exactly had they missed? How had Luo Xuan ended up mixed in with the Witch Clan?

"The pills Luo Xuan refined this time seem to be connected to them as well."

Soon, the three of them shifted their attention to the pills.

"This is... a fourth-revolution pill?!"

Laozi, who was obsessed with pill refinement, was the first to recognize it.

Yuanshi and Tongtian immediately drew in deep breaths.

Yuanshi was somewhat incredulous. "It has only been a few hundred days since we left. Luo Xuan has already refined a fourth-revolution pill?"

Tongtian did not quite believe it. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, only to find that he really had not been mistaken.

"It is more than just a fourth-revolution pill. The pill Luo Xuan refined this time is yet another unprecedented creation in the Primordial World. Otherwise, it could not have brought down heavenly merit."

Tongtian looked at Laozi sourly.

"Big Brother really took in an excellent disciple."

"Luo Xuan's talent is rare throughout the entire Primordial World."

The two of them traded remarks, their regret plain in their voices.

They regretted it!

They should never have given up so easily back then.

"It is nothing, nothing at all." Laozi stroked his beard with a broad smile, a trace of smugness flashing in his eyes.

Only after Luo Xuan had finally recovered somewhat did he get to his feet.

Hou Tu sighed emotionally. "I have now witnessed the wonders of pill refinement."

"If we were given enough time, everyone on Shouyang Mountain could refine pills like this."

Luo Xuan smiled as he picked up the pill and handed it to Hou Tu.

Excessive modesty would only make people look down on him. Especially in front of the Witch Clan, he still had to show the confidence he deserved.

Hou Tu gazed deeply at Luo Xuan. At that moment, she truly acknowledged his pill-refining skills from the bottom of her heart and naturally believed what he said.

She twitched her nose and breathed in the pill's fragrance, a trace of intoxication appearing in her eyes.

"What is this pill called?"

Luo Xuan smiled faintly and said, "This pill is called the Earth Blood Body Tempering Pill, a fourth-revolution pill."

"When consumed by the Witch Clan, it can temper the physical body."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xuan caught sight from the corner of his eye of the several fifth-revolution Golden Immortal Realm witches behind Hou Tu staring fixedly at the pill in his hand.

Luo Xuan smiled and added, "The Earth Blood Body Tempering Pill is even stronger than the Thunderfire Pill from before."

"Gulp."

At that moment, even Hou Yi could not help swallowing.

When he thought of the taste of the Thunderfire Pill, Hou Yi felt as though countless claws were scratching at his heart.

If the pill had not been in Hou Yi's hand, he would have wanted to take it over and have a taste immediately.

Hou Tu nodded after hearing Luo Xuan's explanation.

She turned to the witch who had offered his blood essence earlier and handed the pill to him.

"This is for you. Try it."

"Thank you, Ancestral Witch!"

When the burly man heard Hou Tu say this, he could no longer restrain his excitement.

Before he even had time to swallow the pill, it melted in his mouth.

The burly man's eyes widened, and his body began to tremble.

A series of sounds came from inside his body, as if some heavy object were pounding against it.

Seeing this, Hou Yi hurried forward and asked, "How is it? Is there a problem? Are you hurt?"

"Lord Hou Yi, I'm fine. Could you move your hand away..."

Hou Yi awkwardly withdrew the hand he had extended toward the pill and said with a laugh, "Well, I was just checking whether you were holding it securely."

Hou Tu asked, "How do you feel?"

The burly man exclaimed happily, "Lord Hou Tu, I feel great! The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique has even improved a little."

As he spoke, waves of qi and blood erupted from the burly man's body. Sure enough, he was three-tenths stronger than before.

The burly man looked at Luo Xuan, and the contempt in his eyes had vanished.

"Brother Luo, I thought you were trying to swindle my Witch Clan's blood essence just now. I never expected it to really work. I'm definitely making you my friend!"

Hearing this, Hou Yi watched the burly man warily.

The other witches looked at the burly man's smug expression and felt deeply regretful.

If only they had been the ones to offer their blood essence just now!

A sharp gleam also lit up in Hou Tu's eyes as she turned to Luo Xuan.

Hou Yi and the others valued the pills, but she valued Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan, who could refine pills like this, was the real treasure!

"Brother Luo, I agree to the two conditions you mentioned earlier."

She turned and said, "Hou Yi, from today onward, stay here and guard Shouyang Mountain."

"Good!"

A bright gleam appeared in Hou Yi's eyes.

If he could stay, would that not mean he could often eat those delicious pills afterward?

Hou Tu then began discussing the details of their cooperation with Luo Xuan.

It was not until nightfall that Hou Tu finally left.

She wanted to tell the other Ancestral Witches about this as soon as possible.

Monsters of the Human Race ### Hou Tu hurriedly left with several witches.

Hou Yi smiled and said, "Luo Xuan, you'll be responsible for my pills from now on."

Luo Xuan smiled. "Don't worry, Big Brother Hou Yi. I'll make sure you have as many as you want."

Only after Hou Yi left with complete satisfaction did the Three Ancestors enter.

"How did it go? What did Hou Tu say?"

The moment he saw Luo Xuan, Suiren Shi hurriedly asked.

After bringing Luo Xuan there earlier, the Three Ancestors had left, so they had no idea what the two of them had discussed.

Youchaoshi also looked at Luo Xuan. "Yes, and what was going on with that merit earlier?"

If Hou Tu had drawn down heavenly merit at Shouyang Mountain, that would be understandable.

But if they were told that Luo Xuan had drawn down heavenly merit, they would never believe it, even if beaten to death.

Luo Xuan was surrounded by the three of them. He laughed helplessly. "Three Ancestors, don't rush. I can't even catch my breath."

Then Luo Xuan slowly recounted what had happened.

By the time Luo Xuan finished, the three men's mouths had fallen wide open.

Ziyi Clan stared blankly at Luo Xuan. "So it really was you who drew down the merit?"

"I suppose so." Luo Xuan scratched his nose and nodded.

The three of them looked at Luo Xuan as if they were looking at a monster.

Their gazes made Luo Xuan feel uncomfortable, so he quickly changed the subject. "Ancestor, the Witch Clan's spiritual roots and earthly treasures should be delivered soon. Shouldn't we prepare something?"

"You're right. We should make preparations."

At the mention of this, excitement appeared in all three of their eyes.

The spiritual roots and earthly treasures were secondary. Most importantly, the Witch Clan had agreed to protect the Human Race!

In the past, this was something they would never even have dared to imagine!

They surrounded Luo Xuan, too excited to know what to say.

Having Luo Xuan in the Human Race's midst was the Human Race's fortune! The Human Race's blessing!

However, after his excitement faded, worry appeared in Sui Ren's eyes. "It would naturally be wonderful if the Witch Clan could protect the Human Race, but would Holy Mother punish us for this?"

The Holy Mother they spoke of was Nuwa, who had created them.

Youchaoshi slapped his forehead. "Right. It is said that Holy Mother is now the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race. The relationship between the Demon Race and the Witch Clan now..."

Ziyi Clan did not finish, but everyone understood.

The Demon Race established the Heavenly Court, and Nuwa was counted among the Heavenly Court's four great Demon Emperors alongside Di Jun and the others.

In the Primordial World, all those born with fur, horns, feathers, scales, or from moisture or eggs belonged to the Demon Race. As the Demon Race rapidly expanded, it soon began to threaten the Witch Clan's position in the Primordial World.

The Demon Race and the Witch Clan now engaged in a small clash every three days and a major battle every five.

Ziyi Clan was also somewhat hesitant and uneasy. "It is more than just punishing us."

"We agreed to refine pills for the Witch Clan. That means we are indirectly helping the Witch Clan and increasing its strength."