Primordial Era: Becoming Laozi's Disciple, I Forge a Mythical Golden Elixir

A burly man with a hard bow slung across his back, a uniquely honest smile on his face, appeared in his mind.

On the other side, a member of the Witch Clan slapped Luo Xuan's shoulder with a palm as large as a cattail fan, chuckling, "Little brother, are you standing lower so you can see more? Or did you just get lucky?"

In his eyes, Luo Xuan's commentary was just empty boasting.

After all, how could the Human Race's physique compare to the Witch Clan's? And he dared to criticize their combat?

Luo Xuan chuckled and said nothing.

The minor commotion outside the arena naturally didn't affect the ongoing matches.

Soon, the competition reached its final match.

The first to enter the arena was also a brawny man with bulging muscles.

Following him, however, was a slightly shorter, younger member of the Witch Clan.

His appearance, though, caused the cheers of the Witch Clan to surge even higher.

"Ao Gu!"

"Ao Gu!"

"Ao Gu!"

As soon as the fight began, this Ao Gu rushed to his opponent's side, his fists raining down on the other man like a storm.

The opponent could only barely defend himself, unable to find any openings in Ao Gu's onslaught.

In just a moment, the Witch Clan member was defeated by Ao Gu.

The burly Witch Clan man sighed, "As expected, Ao Gu won again."

Luo Xuan crossed his arms, his fingers tapping lightly on his shoulder. "Is he very strong?"

"Of course."

The Witch Clan man said proudly, "Ao Gu is the first of this generation of the Witch Clan to break through to the Sixth Revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique. He's also recognized as a prodigy among the Witch Clan, rumored to have the potential to become a Great Witch."

The Sixth Revolution corresponded to the realm of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Reaching the Seventh Revolution, that of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, would allow one to be called a Great Witch among the Witch Clan.

As he spoke, the Witch Clan man seemed to deflate. "Even we Witches might not be his match."

Luo Xuan looked at Ao Gu, his gaze gradually becoming fervent.

Even he had felt his blood boil watching that fight.

He wondered how his own physical body, tempered by the Primordial Pill Body, compared to the Witch Clan's.

Just as Luo Xuan was feeling restless, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

"Luo Xuan? What are you doing here?"

Luo Xuan turned his head and saw Hou Yi's large hand resting on his shoulder, a honest smile on his face.

"I thought I was mistaken when I saw you just now, but it really is you."

"It's been a while since I last saw you. How have you been? Been refining a lot of pills?"

Although he tried to act indifferent, drool was practically dripping from Hou Yi's mouth.

Luo Xuan smiled and took out a few Body Tempering Pills. "I came to find the Twelve Ancestor Witches. I saw it was lively here just now, so I came to take a look."

Hou Yi swiftly pocketed the pills and, smiling, slung an arm around Luo Xuan's shoulder.

"I'll go announce your arrival right away. Let me tell you, not just anyone can enter this Pangu Temple. It's our Witch Clan's sacred ground. If you weren't my brother, I wouldn't help you with this."

With that, Hou Yi pulled Luo Xuan along, glancing around nervously, as if afraid some Great Witch would recognize Luo Xuan and clamor for pills.

However, after only a few steps, Hou Yi felt Luo Xuan's hand stop.

"No rush. I've never fought against the Witch Clan before. A spar with him shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Luo Xuan smiled as he looked at Ao Gu in the arena, who was raising his bound hands and roaring excitedly at the crowd.

"You want to fight Ao Gu?"

Hou Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

Chapter 37: The Witch Clan's Physique Lives Up to Its Name

Hou Yi looked at Luo Xuan and finally nodded.

"Since you want to spar with Ao Gu, you naturally can, but..."

Seeing Hou Yi's troubled expression, Luo Xuan asked, "But what?"

Hou Yi sized Luo Xuan up and leaned in to whisper, "Did you bring enough healing pills?"

Luo Xuan: "..."

"Since you're prepared, that's fine."

Seeing Luo Xuan nod, Hou Yi finally relaxed. But why did Luo Xuan's face have that expression of wanting to laugh but being unable to?

Then, Hou Yi called Ao Gu over.

"Lord Hou Yi, what is it?" Ao Gu approached Hou Yi.

Ao Gu, while not as exaggerated as other members of the Witch Clan, was still powerfully built.

Hou Yi said, "Ao Gu, you know the relationship between the Witch Clan and the Human Race."

"My little brother here wants to spar with you, so be careful and don't go too hard on him."

Ao Gu immediately understood Hou Yi's meaning and nodded heavily, saying, "Don't worry, Lord Hou Yi."

The clear weather from moments ago had now turned gloomy.

The wind had picked up, but the dust had lessened.

A unique, earthy smell, only present before rain, wafted through the air.

Luo Xuan opened his eyes slightly. He was already standing in the arena.

A Witch Clan elder stared blankly at Luo Xuan, "What does this Human Race kid want?"

The Witch Clan members, who had been gradually dispersing, were all confused by Luo Xuan's actions.

Luo Xuan's gaze was fixed on Ao Gu.

At this moment, Ao Gu slowly walked out, step by step, to face Luo Xuan.

"The match is over, what's this Human Race kid's deal?"

"And Ao Gu, why is he walking out?"

"Could it be that this Human Race kid wants to fight Ao Gu?"

All the Witch Clan members who had vaguely guessed the truth were shocked.

A slightly older Witch Clan member shouted, "Human Race kid, get down quickly, this isn't a game!"

Others also tried to persuade him, believing Luo Xuan was overestimating himself.

To the Witch Clan, who were seen as fierce and terrifying by the myriad races of the Primordial Era, Luo Xuan saw them as honest and simple.

Luo Xuan smiled, "I heard they say you're the prodigy of the Witch Clan?"

Ao Gu rubbed his head and said, "Are you really going to fight me? Be careful later, don't get killed by me."

Although he appeared arrogant, Ao Gu's eyes were filled with sincerity.

Luo Xuan smiled dismissively.

He pointed towards a Witch Clan warrior in the crowd and said, "He said if I win, this Black Tortoise corpse will be mine."

Instantly, all the Witch Clan members turned to look at the warrior.

The warrior's face darkened, "Kid, I was just saying that. Are you risking your life for this Black Tortoise corpse?"

Ao Gu was slightly taken aback, then chuckled, "That's right. As long as you defeat me, you can take it."

Luo Xuan nodded then, "Then let's start quickly, it's going to rain."

"I don't want to get rained on later."

As his words fell, all the Witch Clan members were dumbfounded.

"Arrogant... too arrogant!" Some Witch Clan members trembled.

"Doesn't want to get rained on? Isn't that saying he can defeat Ao Gu in a short time!" More Witch Clan members finally understood.

"Who gave him the confidence! Maybe Ao Gu will finish him off in a few moves." Someone scoffed.

"That's right, Ao Gu is the number one prodigy of our Witch Clan."

"Ao Gu, teach this Human Race kid a lesson!"

"Go Ao Gu..."

For a moment, all the Witch Clan members cheered and waved their banners in support of Ao Gu.

Looking at Luo Xuan's calm expression, a hint of anger flashed in Ao Gu's eyes.

He was born after the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity.

By the time Hongjun achieved sainthood, he had already broken through to the third revolution.

During the three lectures at Zixiao Palace, he was at the fifth revolution.

By now, he had cultivated to the advanced stage of the sixth revolution, equivalent to the late stage of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Such talent was already rare among the Witch Clan prodigies.

And now, he was being underestimated by a Human Race member.

But it's fine. Lord Hou Yi told me to go easy, so I'll only use thirty percent of my strength.

With that thought, Ao Gu charged towards Luo Xuan.

"Boom!"

Amidst the flying dust, Luo Xuan did not fly backward as Ao Gu had expected.

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