Primordial Era: Apprenticeship Under Laozi, I Refine Mythical Golden Elixirs

The other two's eyes flickered, and they finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

This was going against the Holy Mother!

Luo Xuan looked at the uneasy expressions of the three and chuckled, "Old Ancestors, what is there to worry about?"

"Our human race is the Holy Mother's children."

"The human race should strive for self-improvement. If the Holy Mother finds out about this, she won't blame us; she might even be pleased with us."

"What do you mean by that?" Suiren Shi and the others looked at Luo Xuan in confusion.

Why was it that in Luo Xuan's words, this wasn't a bad thing at all, but a great one?

Luo Xuan chuckled, "Since the birth of the human race, the Demon Race has always viewed us as food."

"Old Ancestors, do you think the Holy Mother is unaware of this situation?"

Hearing Luo Xuan's words, Suiren Shi and the others showed thoughtful expressions and fell into contemplation.

Luo Xuan continued, "Now that we've found a way to establish ourselves, with the Witch Clan protecting the human race, if the Holy Mother were human, how would she choose?"

"Without the Holy Mother needing to act, the human race can defend itself against the Demon Race. Wouldn't the Holy Mother be pleased?"

As his words fell, the eyes of the Three Ancestors lit up.

The three exchanged glances, and their previously tense emotions relaxed.

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

"Little Sister, how did it go?"

As soon as they saw Hou Tu, all the Ancestor Witches swarmed forward.

"Luo Xuan of the human race possesses heavenly talent. I've been in the Primordial Era for so long, and I've never seen such a person."

As she spoke, Hou Tu's mind involuntarily conjured Luo Xuan's image again.

Under the urging of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Hou Tu recounted her journey to Shouyang Mountain, Luo Xuan's alchemy, and their return.

"Alchemy yields Merit? Little Sister, did you misread?"

"Or perhaps the human race teamed up to trick you?"

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

However, seeing Hou Tu's serious expression, Zhuo Jiuyin realized she wasn't joking and slowly suppressed his smile.

"Little Sister, is what you said true?"

Hou Tu nodded with certainty, "It is absolutely true."

Di Jiang excitedly clenched his fists and exclaimed, "Excellent!"

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

Hou Tu couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Big Brother, Luo Xuan has conditions."

Di Jiang waved his hand, "Isn't it just Spiritual Roots and rare materials?"

"Our Witch Clan has plenty of those!"

"Right, right, and that Hou Yi, he doesn't seem very reliable. Let's send Xing Tian and the others to the human race too!" Zhu Rong also agreed excitedly.

Seeing the Ancestor Witches discussing animatedly, Hou Tu smiled helplessly.

Then, she slowly relayed the detailed conditions she had discussed with Luo Xuan on Shouyang Mountain.

Soon, a large quantity of Spiritual Roots and rare materials was transported from the Witch Clan to Shouyang Mountain.

"So many... so many Spiritual Roots and rare materials!"

When the human scouts saw the large number of Witches appearing, they were shocked, thinking something major had happened.

Upon seeing the mountain-like piles of alchemy materials, they were too stunned to speak.

Along with these Spiritual Roots and rare materials were Witches assigned to protect the human race.

Everyone in the tribe curiously sized up these Witches.

Earlier, the Three Ancestors had mentioned that the Witch Clan would send Spiritual Roots and rare materials, but they hadn't taken it seriously.

They never expected there would be so much!

Shouyang Mountain once again experienced a new wave of alchemy fervor.

The Primordial Era does not record years; in the blink of an eye, five hundred years passed.

On Shouyang Mountain, lush fields of medicinal herbs were planted in abundance.

Almost every household had an alchemy furnace.

Apart from essential patrols and hunting, everyone was discussing alchemy.

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

Beside him, a man nodded in agreement.

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

Lie Yan gave a bitter smile and said, "How could that be? If I'm lucky, I can refine top-grade first-turn elixirs."

The man chuckled and said, "You're not capable. I heard there's someone named Yu Hua who's a genius at alchemy and can already refine second-turn pills."

Lie Yan's eyes widened. "Who says I'm not capable? You're not capable! A man can't say he's not capable!"

With that, Lie Yan got up and started the alchemy furnace.

At this moment, they didn't notice that many members of the Witch Clan had quietly left Shouyang Mountain and returned to their own people.

Luo Xuan tilted his head slightly, looking into the distance, and murmured, "It's about to begin."

If his calculations were correct, the war between the Witch and Demon races was imminent.

Chapter 18: What's Going On?

A gentle breeze blew, stirring up the sand.

Countless members of the Witch Clan stood tall on the land, with the Great Witch of the Witch Clan, Kuafu, before them.

Opposite them, eyes filled the sky and covered the earth, staring at them menacingly.

Their appearances, however, were varied.

Some had wings on their backs, some were engulfed in flames, and others were as massive as small mountains.

They all shared one name.

The Demon Race.

Leading them was Gui Che, one of the Heavenly Court's Ten Great Demon Marshals.

The two sides were clearly separated, and a murderous aura permeated the air.

Gui Che took a step forward and the next moment appeared in mid-air.

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

"And promise that you will no longer oppose my Demon Race. I will let you leave today."

Gui Che looked down at Kuafu with an arrogant expression.

Upon seeing Gui Che's attitude, Kuafu immediately roared, "Dream on!"

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

"If you don't retreat, my army will march over your Witch Clan's corpses!"

"Roar!"

"Grrr!"

"Screech!"

As Gui Che's words fell, the demons behind him let out roars, their eyes filled with excitement.

Kuafu glanced at the demon army and sneered.

"With you lot, beasts with fur and horns, born from water and eggs?"

Gui Che's eyes flashed with anger. "Say that again!"

Kuafu curled his lips and mocked, "What, you don't even let people speak?"

Gui Che's veins bulged. He roared, "A bunch of uncivilized barbarians, relying on the legacy of Great God Pangu, you dare to act so presumptuously in front of us."

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

Gui Che's face immediately darkened. Kuafu's words had clearly struck a nerve.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, with their great vision, had appeared in the Primordial Era and founded the Demon Race.

And he, as one of the great powers of the Demon Race, was naturally appointed as a Heavenly Court Demon God.

As the Demon Race rapidly expanded, Gui Che's arrogance grew with it.

He felt that no one in the Primordial Era could match the Demon Race, and he himself was second only to the Demon Emperor, above all beings, a Demon God.

Until they encountered the Witch Clan.

Kuafu, however, seemed completely unfazed and looked around.

"Where is Di Jun? Have him come out."

When he said this, Kuafu didn't even glance at Gui Che.

It was as if Gui Che didn't even register in his eyes.

Only Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the like were worthy of being his opponents.

Gui Che's expression grew colder, and he said in a deep voice, "What is the status of the Demon Emperor? Do you think you are worthy of being the Demon Emperor's opponent?"

Kuafu chuckled. "I think Di Jun is afraid of our Witch Clan's Ancestor Witches."

"Those two scrawny birds aren't enough for the twelve Ancestor Witches to deal with."

As Kuafu's words fell, the Witches behind him burst into laughter.