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

It hadn't been long before the Twelve Ancestor Witches descended from the sky. Ancestor Witch Hou Tu even seemed quite familiar with that human kid.

This scene nearly made Zana and the others' eyes pop out.

Zana's body trembled uncontrollably with excitement, "Just now, Lord Hou Tu called him Master Xuan."

"Could he be that Luo Xuan from the legends?"

"The Human Race's Pill Ancestor?"

"I knew this kid had extraordinary roots and exceptional talent!"

"How come I don't remember you saying that? I was the one who said it!"

The group of Witch Clan members who had just thought Luo Xuan would lose to Ao Gu immediately changed their tune.

Under Hou Tu's awe-inspiring presence, the Ancestor Witches also returned to their usual demeanor.

Seeing this, Hou Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ancestor Witches, Brother Luo is here to see you about something."

Hou Tu nodded in realization and said, "Then come with us."

Luo Xuan smiled, "No rush."

He then turned around and said, "Uncle, thank you for your reminder just now. A small token of my appreciation, for you."

His voice cut through the wind and sand, instantly reaching the ears of those Witch Clan members.

Then, something flew out of Luo Xuan's hand – a delicate porcelain bottle.

When Zana opened it, he found it contained over a dozen Earth Blood Body Tempering Pills!

And their quality seemed even better than the pills they usually took!

The Witch Clan members beside Zana's eyes immediately turned red.

After tossing out the pills, Luo Xuan left with the Twelve Ancestor Witches without looking back.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches in front revealed smiles.

Upon arriving at the Pangu Temple, Hou Tu turned to Hou Yi and said, "You stay outside and watch. Don't let anyone in for now."

Hou Yi bowed in acknowledgment, his heart churning like a stormy sea.

"Ancestor Witches are letting Brother Luo into the Pangu Temple!"

In the hearts of all Witch Clan members, the Pangu Temple was an unparalleled holy land.

Even if any visitors came to the Witch Clan, the Ancestor Witches would only meet them outside.

Luo Xuan was the first outsider to enter the Pangu Temple!

However, Hou Yi didn't know that the Witch Clan respected the strong, especially those who could defeat them with their own specialty, physical strength.

Luo Xuan's physical strength had long since earned their recognition.

Furthermore, Luo Xuan's act of offering pills as a return gift just now had earned him the Ancestor Witches' approval in terms of character.

After entering the Pangu Temple, Hou Tu said, "We must thank Master Xuan and the Human Race for their help over the years. Without your pills, the Witch Clan would not have been able to suppress the Demon Race."

"However, Master Xuan, what brings you here today?"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Hou Tu finally got to the point.

Luo Xuan said solemnly, "I have come to inform the Witch Clan that the tribulation has arrived."

"The Demon Race has found a way to break through the physical bodies of the Witch Clan."

"What?!"

"Those beasts are still not giving up!"

All the Ancestor Witches shot to their feet, their eyes filled with shock and anger.

Di Jiang looked at Luo Xuan and asked, "How do you know this?"

They still found it hard to believe.

The other Ancestor Witches also looked at Luo Xuan, their gazes scrutinizing.

Their physical bodies were formed from the bloodline of Father God Pangu. Who in the current Primordial Era could break through their physical bodies?

Luo Xuan replied, "The vital blood of the Human Race can restrain the physical bodies of the Witch Clan. Recently, upon returning to the Human Race, I discovered that the Demon Race is monitoring the Human Race and will likely make a move soon."

"The Witch Clan and the Human Race are in the same boat. Naturally, I have no reason to lie to you Ancestor Witches."

Although Luo Xuan's voice was calm, every word he spoke was forceful and resonant.

Hou Tu gave Luo Xuan a deep look. After a moment, she smiled and said, "Thank you for informing us, Master Xuan. It is also our fault for being negligent in protecting the Human Race today."

"We will discuss this later and dispatch six Ancestor Witches and a large number of Witch Clan members to Shouyang Mountain to ensure the Human Race is not disturbed by the Demon Race."

Luo Xuan's heart rejoiced. He thought that talking to intelligent people was indeed not a waste of breath.

After Luo Xuan left, Di Jiang looked at Hou Tu with confusion.

"Little sister, you believed Luo Xuan so easily after just a few words?"

"And why go to such great lengths?"

The Twelve Ancestor Witches, seeing the confused expressions on the faces of those around them, were addressed by Hou Tu: "Since the Witch Clan's inception, we have lacked a Primordial Spirit."

"Although we Twelve Ancestor Witches have Primordial Spirits, they are congenitally insufficient, we do not understand the ways of heaven, and are easily manipulated by others."

"The Human Race, though weak, possesses its own unique characteristics. Perhaps they learned of this matter from somewhere."

"It's never wrong to be prepared."

Upon hearing this, all the Ancestor Witches fell into deep thought.

Zhu Rong snorted, "Little sister, let me go! I don't believe those stray birds from the Heavenly Court would make a big fuss over the Human Race."

Hou Tu's eyes lit up. Zhu Rong, who usually only knew how to fight, had actually volunteered.

However, considering Zhu Rong's personality, Hou Tu worried, "What if the Demon Race doesn't come?"

Zhu Rong chuckled, "Every debt has its creditor. Whoever said it, we'll go find them!"

The one who brought this matter up was Luo Xuan.

The moment Luo Xuan was mentioned, the eyes of all the Ancestor Witches lit up.

"Little sister, I'll go!"

"You weakling, you can't even beat me, let me go!"

Hou Tu's expression darkened. She regretted asking that question.

Just now, she was worried that the other Ancestor Witches would find excuses to shirk responsibility.

Good heavens, now she had to consider who not to send, so that the trouble caused would be less.

While the Twelve Ancestor Witches were arguing fiercely over the six choices, in the Heavenly Court, Kunpeng transformed into his true form and soared through the sky. Only when he reached the outside of the grand hall did he dissipate his demonic form and stride quickly inside.

Kunpeng's steps were swift, his face beaming with unconcealable joy.

Around the golden throne carved with a three-legged golden crow at the highest point of the hall, countless True Sun Fires writhed like dragons.

Upon the throne, Di Jun opened his mouth slightly, and the myriad fire dragons were swallowed into his belly.

He opened his eyes slightly, just in time to see Kunpeng approaching from outside.

"Lord Di Jun, good news!"

Di Jun remained impassive, his face betraying no joy or anger. "What good news?"

Kunpeng's expression was excited. "Your subordinate has finally found a method to break through the Witch Clan's physical bodies!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Di Jun shot to his feet and vanished from his spot.

The next moment, he appeared before Kunpeng, looking imposing against the backdrop of his imperial robes.

Di Jun's eyes gleamed with sharp light. "Is this true? What method!"

Kunpeng quickly replied, "Your subordinate recently discovered that the spiritual essence of the Human Race can pierce through the physical bodies of the Witch Clan!"

"The Human Race again?" Di Jun narrowed his eyes.

Kunpeng cupped his hands and declared, "Your subordinate has confirmed this repeatedly before reporting it. It is absolutely not false!"

"Furthermore, your subordinate has investigated and found that due to the continuous battles with our clan, the forces of the Witch Clan stationed at Shouyang Mountain have already dwindled to less than one-tenth!"

Di Jun burst into laughter. "Excellent!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He still couldn't swallow the humiliation from the last time they marched on Shouyang Mountain and were soundly defeated.

By the time Ao Gu awoke, the sun was already setting in the west.

"Where is that Human Race brat?"

Ao Gu's first question upon waking was about Luo Xuan's whereabouts.

Seeing Ao Gu awake, a Witch Clan member standing guard quickly helped him up. "Lord Ao Gu, he has already left."

"Left?" Ao Gu's eyes held a hint of disappointment.

However, after a moment, Ao Gu's spirits lifted. "A truly remarkable Human Race!"

"In the future, I must go to the Human Race and spar with that brat."

Looking at Ao Gu, whose fighting spirit had been rekindled, the Witch Clan member hesitated to speak.

He dared not tell Ao Gu that the Human Race brat he spoke of was none other than the legendary Luo Xuan.

The one who created the Body Tempering Pill for their Witch Clan, the Pill Ancestor of the Human Race...

He dared not tell Ao Gu that Luo Xuan was also a friend of the Ancestor Witches.

Now, it was widely rumored that he was even more like a member of the Witch Clan than the Witch Clan themselves.

And not long ago, he had just emerged from the Pangu Temple, a place Ao Gu dreamed of entering