What's Going On?

The other two men's eyes twitched, and they finally realized how serious the matter was.

This meant opposing the Holy Mother!

Luo Xuan glanced at the three men's uneasy expressions and smiled. "Ancestor, what's there to worry about?"

"We humans are the Holy Mother's children."

"Humans should strive to become strong. If the Holy Mother learns of this, not only will she not blame us, she might even feel gratified."

"How do you figure that?" Suiren Shi and the others asked doubtfully as they looked at Luo Xuan.

Why was something like this not only not a bad thing once it came out of Luo Xuan's mouth, but had somehow become a tremendous good thing?

Luo Xuan chuckled. "Ever since humanity was born, the Demon Race has always regarded us as food."

"Ancestor, do you think the Holy Mother doesn't know about this?"

Hearing Luo Xuan's words, Suiren Shi and the others looked thoughtful and sank into contemplation.

Luo Xuan continued, "Now we've found a way to establish ourselves, with the Witch Clan protecting humanity. If the Holy Mother were human, what would she choose?"

"Humanity can resist the Demon Race without the Holy Mother even lifting a finger. Wouldn't that make her feel gratified?"

When he finished speaking, the eyes of the Three Ancestors lit up one after another.

The three exchanged a glance, and their earlier tension relaxed.

Meanwhile, Hou Tu returned to Pangu Temple at the first opportunity.

"Little Sister, how did it go?"

The moment they saw Hou Tu, all the Ancestor Witches crowded around her.

"Luo Xuan of humanity possesses astonishing talent. In all my time in the Primordial Wilderness, I've never seen anyone like him."

As she spoke, Luo Xuan's figure unconsciously surfaced in Hou Tu's mind again.

Pressed by the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Hou Tu recounted everything from her trip to Shouyang Mountain, to Luo Xuan refining the pills, and finally her return.

"Refining pills can also earn merit? Little Sister, did you see that wrong?"

"Or did humanity join forces to trick you?"

Zhuo Jiuyin seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

But when he saw Hou Tu's solemn expression, Zhuo Jiuyin realized she wasn't joking and slowly reined in his laughter.

"Little Sister, everything you said is true?"

Hou Tu nodded firmly. "Absolutely true."

Di Jiang excitedly waved his fist. "Wonderful!"

"If we could get another hundred or so of those pills, wouldn't we turn Di Jun and Tai Yi's Heavenly Court upside down?"

Hou Tu laughed helplessly. "Big Brother, Luo Xuan has conditions."

Di Jiang waved his massive hand. "Isn't it just spiritual roots and earthly treasures?"

"My Witch Clan may lack other things, but we have plenty of those!"

"Exactly! And there's that Hou Yi fellow. He doesn't look very reliable. Tell Xing Tian and the others to go to humanity too!" Zhu Rong excitedly chimed in.

Watching the Ancestor Witches argue among themselves, Hou Tu smiled helplessly.

She then slowly explained the details of the conditions she and Luo Xuan had discussed on Shouyang Mountain.

Before long, vast quantities of spiritual roots and earthly treasures were transported from the Witch Clan to Shouyang Mountain.

"So many... so many spiritual roots and earthly treasures!"

When the humans on patrol saw the large number of Witches arrive, they were stunned and thought something major had happened.

When they saw the alchemy materials piled up like a small mountain, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

The Witches responsible for protecting humanity arrived alongside the spiritual roots and earthly treasures.

Everyone in the tribe curiously sized up the Witches.

The Three Ancestors had previously said that the Witch Clan would soon send over spiritual roots and earthly treasures, but they hadn't taken it seriously.

They never expected there to be so much!

A new wave of alchemy fever swept across Shouyang Mountain.

Time passed unnoticed in the Primordial Wilderness, and five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

On Shouyang Mountain, stretches of medicinal fields grew lush and green.

Nearly every household had an Alchemy Furnace.

Aside from necessary patrols and hunting, everyone discussed alchemy.

Looking at the Elixir Qi swirling above Shouyang Mountain, Lie Yan sighed. "With the Witch Clan's help, life is getting better by the day."

A man beside him nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Lie Yan, can you refine Second-turn Pills now?"

Lie Yan smiled bitterly. "Of course not. At best, when I'm lucky, I can refine high-grade First-turn Elixir."

The man smiled. "You're no good. I heard there's someone named Yu Hua who's an alchemy genius and can already refine Second-turn Pills."

Lie Yan's eyes widened. "Who says I can't? You can't! A man must never say he can't!"

As he spoke, Lie Yan stood up and began refining pills.

At that moment, they failed to notice that many Witches had quietly left Shouyang Mountain and returned to the Witch Clan.

Luo Xuan raised his head slightly and looked into the distance. "It's about to begin."

If his calculations were correct, the war between the Witches and Demons was close at hand.

What was going on?

A gentle breeze swept past, sending yellow sand billowing across the sky.

Countless Witches stood upon the earth. At their forefront stood the Witch Clan's Great Witch, Kuafu.

Across from them, eyes filled the land and sky, watching them with hostile intent.

Yet their appearances varied greatly.

Some had wings growing from their backs, some had flames burning across their bodies, and some were as massive as mountains.

They all shared the same name.

The Demon Race.

At their head stood Gui Che, one of the Ten Demon Marshals of the Heavenly Court.

The two sides stood clearly apart, and the air was thick with murderous intent.

Gui Che took a step forward and appeared in midair the next moment.

"Kuafu, take the Witch Clan back ten thousand miles."

"And guarantee that from now on, you will no longer oppose my Demon Race. Then I will let you leave today."

Gui Che looked down at Kuafu, his expression arrogant.

Seeing Gui Che's attitude, Kuafu immediately roared, "In your dreams!"

Gui Che gave a cold laugh. "You don't know what's good for you."

"If you refuse to retreat, my army will trample across your corpses!"

"Roar!"

"Grrr!"

"Screech!"

As soon as Gui Che finished speaking, the Demon Race behind him let out a series of roars, their eyes flashing with excitement.

Kuafu swept his gaze over the Demon army and sneered.

"With a bunch of beasts born from feathers, horns, moisture, and eggs like you?"

A flash of anger crossed Gui Che's eyes. He shouted, "Say that again!"

Kuafu curled his lips mockingly. "What, people aren't allowed to say it?"

The veins on Gui Che's forehead bulged as he raged, "A bunch of uncivilized barbarians. You only rely on the legacy of Great God Pangu. What gives you the right to flaunt your might before us?"

Kuafu spat. "If Di Jun hadn't created this so-called Demon Race, who knows where you'd be now."

Gui Che's expression immediately darkened. Kuafu's words had struck a raw nerve.

Di Jun and Tai Yi possessed great talent and ambition, and had appeared in the Primordial Wilderness to establish the Demon Race.

As one of the Demon Race's great powers, Gui Che had naturally been conferred the title of Heavenly Court Demon God.

As the Demon Race rapidly expanded, Gui Che's mentality swelled along with it.

He believed that no one in the Primordial Wilderness could stand against the Demon Race anymore, and that he himself was a Demon God second only to the Demon Emperor and above all living beings.

That was until they encountered the Witch Clan.

Kuafu, however, acted as though he hadn't noticed at all and looked around.

"Where's Di Jun? Have him come out."

As he said this, Kuafu didn't even look at Gui Che.

It was as though Gui Che didn't exist in his eyes.

It seemed only Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the others were worthy of being his opponents.

Gui Che's expression grew even colder. He shouted in a low voice, "What kind of status does the Demon Emperor possess? You think you're worthy of being his opponent?"

Kuafu chuckled. "I think Di Jun is afraid of our Ancestor Witches."

"Those two mangy birds aren't enough for the twelve Ancestor Witches to even share."

At those words, the Witches behind Kuafu burst into laughter.