"Alright, everyone, please take your seats."
Xuan Qing waved a hand, and tables and chairs appeared before everyone one after another. Xuan Qing took the lead and sat down.
The Qingya sisters also divided up the various meats and took their seats beside Xuan Qing one after another.
It was the first time the Twelve Ancestral Witches had ever seen such things as tables and chairs. Seeing everyone else's actions, they copied them one by one and took their seats.
The Ancestral Witches actually did not care about tables and chairs, but Houtu and Xuan Ming felt differently. It was their first time sitting in such a manner, and they instantly found it convenient and comfortable.
Zhu Rong slapped the chair forcefully. This was, after all, a spiritual treasure chair inside the Heart Nurturing Hall; how could it be something Zhu Rong could shake? That single strike made his hand sting with pain.
There was even a rich aura of merit on it, which they were also seeing for the first time. Even seating could possess merit, and it was an Innate Spiritual Treasure at that.
At this, they thought of what the Dao Ancestor had said: Dao Venerable had made great contributions to the Prehistoric Era. They did not know what these great contributions were, but this merit could not be faked.
Just how many things had Dao Venerable done that benefited the Prehistoric Era? If this thing hadn't been an Innate Spiritual Treasure, Zhu Rong would have wanted to gnaw on it.
Xuan Qing's chairs had all been crafted from a human perspective. For the Twelve Ancestral Witches, if they did not restrain themselves a bit, they truly would not have been able to sit down.
Zhu Rong moved his chair away and sat directly on the ground.