Return to the Witch Clan's Ancestral Land, Recruit Fuxi and Nuwa Siblings into the Witch Clan

Su Ming and his group returned to the Witch Clan's ancestral land.

The entire Pangu Hall seemed to sense their arrival.

The silent hall began to emit waves of mysterious yellow light, echoing with the Heart of Pangu within Su Ming's body.

"Welcome, Great Venerable, back to the clan!"

The Twelve Ancestral Magi had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Su Ming, they all bowed in unison, their voices filled with genuine fervor and reverence.

After ten thousand years, the Great Venerable's aura was even more unfathomable, as if he had completely merged with this world and the Primordial World beneath their feet.

Su Ming nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the Twelve Ancestral Magi. Their cultivation had also progressed significantly. Houtu, in particular, had the rhythm of reincarnation flowing around her, and she was not far from the threshold of the late Ancestral Witch stage.

"Good," Su Ming praised.

Just then, from the depths of Pangu Hall, a violent yet mysterious aura erupted, shooting straight into the sky!

The wind and clouds changed color, and the Laws of the Great Dao manifested in the void, intertwining to form a massive Auspicious Cloud, with Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown and Five Energies Manifesting!

"This is... someone is about to break through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal?" Zhurong's eyes widened in surprise.

"This aura... it's that little monkey Six-Eared!" Dijiang's expression shifted, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

This little monkey that Su Ming brought back truly had extraordinary talent. In just how many years had he managed to reach the Grand Unity stage?

Kong Xuan and Great Peng exchanged glances, seeing surprise in each other's eyes. They prided themselves on their extraordinary origins as the sons of the Phoenix Ancestor, yet this monkey who joined halfway was cultivating no slower than them.

A smile appeared on Su Ming's face. He flicked his finger, and a beam of mysterious light entered the depths of Pangu Hall, instantly enveloping the area and isolating all Heavenly Secrets.

Six-Eared Macaque's origins were special, and he had once been disfavored by the Dao Ancestor. Breaking through to Grand Unity was no small matter and could not afford any mistakes.

With Su Ming's protection, the surging aura soon stabilized, eventually transforming into a pillar of light that reached the heavens and earth, before slowly receding.

A moment later, a figure scratching its ear ran out of the hall, hopping and skipping. Upon seeing Su Ming, it immediately somersaulted forward and prostrated itself.

"Disciple Six-Eared pays respects to Master! May Master be well!"

At this moment, Six-Eared Macaque's aura was harmonious, and divine light shone from his eyes. He was now a genuine Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

He was one of the Four Mixed-World Monkeys, with heaven-defying origins. Coupled with the orthodox teachings passed down by Su Ming and the blessing of the Witch Clan's destiny, ten thousand years of arduous cultivation had finally broken through that barrier.

"Rise," Su Ming said, helping him up with a smile. "From now on, you are also a Grand Unity. You should carry yourself with the demeanor of a strong individual."

"Heh heh, in front of Master, this disciple will always be that little monkey from back then," Six-Eared said with a cheeky grin.

Su Ming smiled, then pointed at Kong Xuan and Great Peng. "Let me introduce you. These two are my newly accepted disciples, Kong Xuan and Golden-Winged Great Peng. From now on, they will be your junior brothers."

Six-Eared's gaze immediately fell upon Kong Xuan and the other. His eyes rolled, and he grinned, "So, you are my two junior brothers. Senior brother offers his greetings! If anyone dares to bully you in the Primordial World in the future, just mention my name!"

Kong Xuan, being naturally proud, merely nodded faintly in greeting.

Golden-Winged Great Peng, however, was different. He was impatient and sized up Six-Eared from head to toe, smirking, "You hairy monkey, you don't look much stronger than me, but you sure talk big."

"Hey! You flat-feathered bird, how dare you look down on your senior brother?" Six-Eared immediately became displeased and was about to argue.

"Enough," Su Ming said calmly. His voice was not loud, but it immediately silenced the three youngsters.

"Among fellow disciples, you should be friendly and help each other. You will understand in the future."

He looked at the Twelve Ancestral Magi and asked, "During my closed-door cultivation, did any major events occur in the clan?"

Dijiang stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Reporting to Great Venerable, all is well. Our Witch Clan's warriors are now spread across the Primordial World, with new Great Witches born daily, and our strength is growing. However..."

His tone shifted, and a troubled expression appeared on his face. "Our Witch Clan does not cultivate the Primordial Spirit and does not understand the Heavenly Mandate. We always feel like we are looking at flowers through fog regarding the future. If this continues, unforeseen changes may occur."

The other Ancestral Magi nodded in agreement. This was the greatest shortcoming of their Witch Clan. Their physical bodies were invincible, but they were completely ignorant of Heavenly Secrets and destiny, like giants with their eyes covered, possessing immense power but not knowing where to direct it.

Su Ming understood upon hearing this.

This was precisely the issue he intended to resolve upon emerging from his seclusion.

"I have already made arrangements for this matter," Su Ming's gaze turned towards Buzhou Mountain, where he had prepared a "brain" for the Witch Clan.

"You all guard the clan. I am going out for a while."

Before his voice faded, his figure had already vanished from the spot.

Buzhou Mountain, halfway up the slope.

This was the cave dwelling of Fuxi and Nuwa.

Su Ming's figure reappeared.

Upon learning of Su Ming's arrival, Fuxi and Nuwa came out to greet him.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Su Ming," Fuxi said, cupping his hands in a salute as he saw Su Ming, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

He could not see through Su Ming's depth at all, feeling as if the latter was a vast, deep starry sky, rendering his proud divination techniques useless.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, I trust you have been well," Su Ming returned the salute.

Without much pleasantry, Su Ming got straight to the point: "I have come today to formally invite you two Fellow Daoists to join my Witch Clan."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air instantly fell silent.

Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Although they were friendly with Su Ming, they were still powerful figures of the Demon Clan, and the current relationship between the Witch and Demon Clans...

As if sensing their concerns, Su Ming continued, "The great trend of the Primordial World is surging, and a Great Tribulation is approaching. No one can remain untouched. The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan appears powerful, but its fortune is mixed, and internal strife is endless. It is not a good choice."

"As for my Witch Clan, we are the True Descendants of Pangu and govern the land. If the two of you join, especially Fellow Daoist Fuxi with your divination abilities, it will surely fill the last gap in our Witch Clan. At that time, with the fortune of the Witch Clan upon you, it will also bring infinite benefits to your future Dao paths."

"Most importantly," Su Ming's tone became exceptionally solemn, "I can guarantee that in the future Great Tribulation, I will protect the two of you."

This final promise weighed as much as a thousand jun!

Fuxi's breath hitched.

With his wisdom, he had naturally deduced that a great tribulation would surely befall the world in the future, and they, brother and sister, were likely to be caught in it.

He had been in seclusion cultivating these past years, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

And now, Su Ming, this Great Venerable of the Witch Clan, the strongest in the Primordial World, had given him a promise.

Fuxi fell into deep thought. The River Diagram and Luo Script in his hands flickered unstably, clearly undergoing frantic divination.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, and the light subsided.

He looked at Su Ming and bowed solemnly, "Fuxi, I am willing to lead my younger sister, Nuwa, to join the Witch Clan and pay respects to the Great Venerable!"

Nuwa, who stood beside him, had not spoken from beginning to end. Only after Fuxi made his decision did she also bow gracefully. In her clear eyes, there was absolute trust in her brother and Su Ming.

"Good!" Su Ming laughed heartily. "With the two of you assisting us, why should my Witch Clan worry about not achieving great things!"