A burly man with a hard bow strapped to his back appeared in his mind, wearing a uniquely honest smile.
Nearby, a Witch Clan member slapped his palm, as large as a cattail fan, onto Luo Xuan's shoulder and laughed. "Little brother, did standing lower let you see more? Or did you just get lucky?"
In his eyes, Luo Xuan's evaluation was merely empty talk.
After all, how could the human body possibly compare with the Witch Clan's? And this human even had the nerve to comment on the Witch Clan's battle?
Luo Xuan chuckled without saying anything.
This minor interlude outside the arena naturally couldn't affect the battle inside.
Soon, the battle reached its final match.
The first one to enter the arena was another heavily muscled man.
The one who came out afterward was a young member of the Witch Clan who was slightly shorter.
However, his appearance caused all the Witches to cheer even more loudly.
"Ao Gu!"
"Ao Gu!"
"Ao Gu!"
As soon as the battle began, Ao Gu charged in front of his opponent, his fists pounding down on him like a violent storm.
The Witch could only struggle to defend himself, completely unable to find an opening in Ao Gu's attacks.
In moments, the Witch was defeated by Ao Gu.
The burly Witch sighed emotionally. "Sure enough, Ao Gu won again this time."
Luo Xuan crossed his arms over his chest, lightly tapping his fingers against his shoulder. "Is he very strong?"
"Of course."
The burly Witch spoke proudly. "Ao Gu was the first member of this generation of the Witch Clan to break through to the sixth revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique. He's also a publicly recognized prodigy of the Witch Clan. They say he's likely to become a Great Witch."
The sixth revolution corresponded to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm. Upon reaching the seventh revolution—the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm—one could be called a Great Witch within the Witch Clan.
As he spoke, the burly Witch deflated somewhat. "Even we Witches aren't necessarily his match."
Luo Xuan looked toward Ao Gu, his gaze gradually growing heated.
Even he had felt his blood race during the battle just now.
He simply didn't know how his body, tempered by the Primordial Pill Body, compared with that of the Witch Clan.
Just as Luo Xuan was itching to try, he felt his shoulder sink.
"Luo Xuan? What are you doing here?"
Luo Xuan turned his head and saw Hou Yi's large hand resting on his shoulder, an honest smile on his face.
"I saw you just now and thought I was mistaken. I didn't expect it to really be you."
"I haven't seen you in ages. How have you been? You've refined a lot of pills, right?"
Although Hou Yi pretended not to care, drool was practically dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Luo Xuan smiled and took out several Body Tempering Pills. "I came to find the Twelve Ancestor Witches. I saw how lively it was here, so I came over to take a look."
Hou Yi stuffed the pills into his robes with lightning speed, then smiled and draped an arm around Luo Xuan's shoulder.
"I'll go report your arrival right away. Let me tell you, ordinary people really can't enter this Pangu Temple. It's the holy land of our Witch Clan. If you weren't my brother, I wouldn't help you with this."
As he spoke, Hou Yi pulled Luo Xuan along, glancing left and right as though afraid some Great Witch might recognize Luo Xuan and start clamoring for pills.
However, after only a few steps, Hou Yi felt Luo Xuan's hand pause.
"There's no hurry. I've never fought a member of the Witch Clan before. I want to spar with him. You don't mind, do you?"
Luo Xuan smiled as he looked at Ao Gu, who was raising his clasped hands and roaring excitedly at those around him.
"You want to fight Ao Gu?"
Surprise appeared in Hou Yi's eyes.
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Hou Yi looked at Luo Xuan and ultimately nodded.
"If you want to spar with Ao Gu, naturally you can. It's just that..."
Seeing Hou Yi's troubled expression, Luo Xuan asked, "It's just what?"
Hou Yi looked Luo Xuan over, then leaned closer and said, "Did you bring enough healing pills?"
Luo Xuan: "..."
"As long as you're prepared, that's fine."
Only after seeing Luo Xuan nod did Hou Yi relax. Still, why did Luo Xuan look as though he wanted to laugh but couldn't?
Hou Yi then called Ao Gu over.
"Lord Hou Yi, what's the matter?" Ao Gu asked as he came before Hou Yi.
Ao Gu wasn't as exaggeratedly built as the other Witches, but he was still powerfully built.
Hou Yi said, "Ao Gu, you know the relationship between the Witch Clan and the human race."
"My little brother wants to spar with you. Be careful, and don't be too heavy-handed."
Ao Gu immediately understood what Hou Yi meant. He nodded heavily and said, "Lord Hou Yi, rest assured."
The weather, which had been bright moments ago, had turned somewhat overcast.
The wind was stronger than before, but there was less dust.
A distinctive earthy smell, the kind that only appeared before rain, drifted through the air.
Luo Xuan slightly opened his eyes. By then, he was already standing in the arena.
The Witch uncle stared blankly at Luo Xuan. "What does this human kid think he's doing?"
The Witches who had been gradually dispersing were now all puzzled by Luo Xuan's actions.
Luo Xuan's eyes were fixed on Ao Gu.
At that moment, Ao Gu slowly walked out, taking one step after another until he stood opposite Luo Xuan.
"The battle is already over. What does this human kid mean?"
"And Ao Gu—why is he walking out?"
"Could it be that this human kid wants to fight Ao Gu?"
All the Witches who had vaguely guessed the truth were shocked.
An older-looking Witch shouted, "Human kid, get down quickly! This isn't something to fool around with!"
The others also tried to persuade him, believing that Luo Xuan was overestimating himself.
In the eyes of the myriad races of the Primordial World, the Witch Clan was ferocious and terrifying. Yet to Luo Xuan, they seemed honest and simple.
Luo Xuan smiled. "I heard you're a prodigy of the Witch Clan?"
Ao Gu scratched his head. "You really intend to fight me? Be careful later. Be careful not to get beaten to death."
Although he looked arrogant, Ao Gu's eyes were exceedingly sincere.
Luo Xuan smiled unconcernedly.
He pointed toward the burly Witch in the crowd and said, "He said that if I win, this Black Tortoise corpse will be mine."
For a moment, all the Witches turned to look at the burly Witch.
The burly Witch's face darkened. "Kid, I was only saying it. Are you willing to throw your life away over this Black Tortoise corpse?"
Ao Gu was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "That's right. As long as you beat me, you can take that thing."
Only then did Luo Xuan nod. "Then let's start quickly. It's going to rain."
"I don't want to get soaked later."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the Witches were dumbfounded.
"Arrogant... Too arrogant!" Some of the Witches trembled all over.
"He doesn't want to get soaked? Isn't he saying that he can defeat Ao Gu in a short time?" More Witches reacted at this moment.
"Where does he get his confidence? Maybe Ao Gu will finish him off in just a few moves." Someone curled his lip.
"That's right. Ao Gu is the number-one prodigy of our Witch Clan."
"Ao Gu, teach this human kid a lesson!"
"Ao Gu, do your best!"
For a moment, all the Witches cheered and shouted for Ao Gu, waving flags and raising their voices in support.
Seeing Luo Xuan's calm expression, a trace of anger also flashed through Ao Gu's eyes.
He had been born after the Longhan Calamity.
When Hongjun became a Saint, he had already broken through to the third revolution.
By the time of the three lectures at Zixiao Palace, he had reached the fifth revolution.
Now, he had cultivated to the profound sixth-revolution level, equivalent to the late Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.
Such talent was already exceedingly rare among the Witch Clan.
Yet now, he had actually been looked down upon by a human.
Forget it. Lord Hou Yi wants me to hold back, so I'll only use thirty percent of my strength.
With that thought, Ao Gu charged toward Luo Xuan.
"Boom!"
Amidst the flying dust, Luo Xuan did not fly backward as Ao Gu had expected.
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