Nine-Petal Bloom, Immeasurable Potential!

The Twelve Ancestor Witches had all arrived. Dijiang smiled and spoke, "Good brother, what good news do you have for us this time, calling everyone over?"

Every time they came to Xuanyuan's place, they could get plenty of good stuff, and Xuanyuan was generous and hospitable!

The Ancestor Witches liked to drop by Qianyuan Mountain whenever they had time.

Xuanyuan greeted Dijiang and the others as they entered Qianyuan Palace, replying with a smile, "Big Brother, I figured it's been a long time since we last saw each other, so I called everyone over for a gathering!"

In the center of the great hall was a huge redwood table, covered with delicious dishes. The tempting aroma filled the entire hall, making everyone's mouths water.

Zhurong peeked over and spotted more than ten bottles of Maozi on the table. His eyes lit up instantly, and he swallowed subconsciously. He dashed straight over, plopped down onto a chair, hugged two bottles of Maozi to his chest, and laughed heartily at Xuanyuan. "Good brother, you're the best!"

He had drunk Maozi before and knew it was good stuff. He'd been craving it for a long time, but unfortunately, the Maozi Xuanyuan had given him was long gone. He'd even secretly asked Xuanyuan for more but felt too embarrassed to bring it up again.

Seeing more than ten bottles of Maozi laid out this time, he was determined to drink his fill no matter what.

Gonggong followed close behind, also grabbing two bottles of Maozi without letting go, and didn't forget to mock Zhurong.

"Useless thing, a total drunkard!"

Zhurong wasn't one to back down. He slammed the table hard and shot back at Gonggong, "Before you speak, please wipe the drool off your face first!"

Gonggong glared, stomped his right foot onto the chair, held two bottles of Maozi in his left hand, and pounded the table with his right hand. "You looking for a fight?"

"Fight if you want, think I'm afraid of you?"

The two live wires were slamming the table and kicking chairs without any restraint. Dijiang and the others watched with their hearts in their throats.

It wasn't because they were worried about Zhurong and Gonggong fighting—those two were like fire and water, at each other's throats the moment they met, and everyone was long used to it.

It was mainly because they were afraid the two would actually flip the table.

All the good stuff was laid out on it.

If those two idiots ruined it, it would be a real shame.

So!

Zhujiuyin produced a white light sphere in his hand, radiating a dense aura of the Time Law, ready to act at any moment. If those two bastards flipped the table, he would use time reversal to restore it.

Goumang's body blazed with green light as he continuously activated the Wood Law to reinforce the redwood table.

Houtu activated the Earth Law, forming an earthen wall beneath the redwood table to support it.

The remaining six each used their fastest speed to rush forward and pull Zhurong and Gonggong apart, moving them away from the table.

To get a taste of the good stuff Xuanyuan had prepared, the Ancestor Witches were showing off all their skills.

"Enough, stop messing around!"

Dijiang put on the authority of the big brother. "Two brutes, don't you know how to restrain yourselves? Are you only satisfied when you tear down Qianyuan Palace?"

Watching them make a ruckus, Xuanyuan waved his hand. "Big Brother, it's fine. Qianyuan Palace isn't so easy to tear down!"

Qianyuan Palace was a reward from the system when he checked in a hundred thousand years ago. It was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, on the same level as Old Ancestor Hongjun's Purple Cloud Palace.

It looked ordinary on the outside, but inside it contained an entire world.

Let alone them being only at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal perfected stage now.

Even if the Twelve Ancestor Witches combined forces to execute the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Array and summon Pangu's phantom, a full-power strike wouldn't damage Qianyuan Palace in the slightest.

As for the redwood table and chairs, and the plates and cups on the table, those were also check-in rewards.

Though they weren't Chaos Spiritual Treasures like Qianyuan Palace, each one was at least a Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

A few slaps wouldn't make them fall apart.

Xuanyuan invited everyone to sit down, raised his glass, and said with a hearty laugh, "Come on, bottoms up first!"

Everyone raised their glasses. Inside each glass, a long dragon of spiritual energy coiled, charging left and right as if trying to break free and soar through the heavens and earth.

Runes carved on the glasses flickered with light, firmly suppressing the spiritual energy dragon.

"Cheers!"

With bold and heroic spirit, they clinked glasses and downed the drink in one gulp.

Houtu and Xuanming, the two women, also drained every drop, proving that women were no less valiant than men.

After one glass of wine, everyone except Xuanyuan had their faces flush red instantly.

Not daring to slack off, they quickly activated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique to refine the energy and temper their bodies.

Just one glass of wine had already strengthened their physical bodies by a noticeable margin.

Moreover, Maozi had a lingering, smooth taste that left a lasting aftertaste. Even if it didn't boost their strength, they all loved drinking it.

Among the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Dijiang was the strongest and was the first to refine the spiritual energy in his body.

He sat beside Xuanyuan, reached out and patted Xuanyuan on the shoulder, laughing heartily. "Great wine! One glass is worth a hundred years of bitter cultivation!"

Xuanyuan nodded with a smile. "If you like it, drink more. Today, Maozi is bottomless!"

"That's the spirit! Today, we don't go home sober—let's drink to our hearts' content!"

Zhujiuyin replied with a smile.

He was the second strongest among the Twelve Ancestor Witches, right after Dijiang, and was the second to refine the spiritual energy in his body.

Next was Xuanming.

Even after fully refining all the Spiritual Power, her cheeks remained flushed, a lovely sight to behold.

"Xuanyuan, it's a good thing you taught everyone the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique. The Spiritual Power in this wine is too strong—without Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin, there's no way to withstand it."

A moment later, everyone opened their eyes, joy written on their faces.

Not only had they savored fine wine, but their strength had also taken a step forward.

This drink was well worth it!

"Dig in!"

Xuanyuan picked up a piece of dragon meat and swallowed it in one bite. A faint golden light immediately appeared on his body.

This was meat from a Dragon Clan member at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. Even though Xuanyuan had already broken through to the early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal stage, it still had an effect.

Dijiang took a piece of meat from a Kunpeng wing and ate it in one go. This time, the effect was even more pronounced than for Xuanyuan.

A brilliant golden radiance blazed around him, his blood and qi seethed, and his entire body relaxed.

Zhurong, Gonggong, and the others also started eating at once.

With every bite, dazzling light burst from their bodies.

Everyone reaped great benefits.

Dijiang and Zhujiuyin even sat cross-legged, the Three Flowers Gathering at their Crowns and the Five Energies Returning to their Origins within their hearts.

They were directly beginning their advancement to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal rank.

Xuanyuan and the others stopped, fixing their gazes on the seated Dijiang and Zhujiuyin, all eyes focused on the unopened Three Flowers atop their heads.

They wondered in their hearts—how many petals would these flowers bloom?

They didn't have to wait long. The Three Flowers above Dijiang and Zhujiuyin's heads bloomed one after another.

One petal, two petals, all the way to nine petals, then stopped.

"Nine-Petal Bloom—boundless potential!"

Xuanyuan clapped in admiration, beaming with joy, happy for the two of them.

As far as he knew, in the entire Primordial World, only Taiqing Laozi possessed the talent of a Nine-Petal Bloom. The rest, even supremely gifted beings like Yuqing Yuanshi, Shangqing Tongtian, Nuwa, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi, only managed an Eight-Petal Bloom.

That Dijiang and Zhujiuyin could achieve a Nine-Petal Bloom meant the countless top-tier resources invested in them had not been wasted.

After this interlude, everyone resumed eating, the atmosphere growing even livelier.

Shebishi, Tianwu, and Yanzi, the three weakest, were only at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm. They soon broke through to the perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal stage.

The remaining few, though they didn't advance, saw their cultivation greatly strengthened, with one foot already stepping into the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

It was no exaggeration to say that this single meal was worth at least several thousand years of bitter cultivation.

Full of wine and food, everyone lounged lazily against their chairs, smoking Huazi and eating spirit fruits.

Zhurong took a drag of his Huazi, his originally hazy eyes clearing considerably. Staring at the empty plates and cups, he sighed, "If only we could eat such delicious fare every meal!"

Gonggong rolled his eyes. "Dream on. Think about it—how long did Brother Xuanyuan have to stockpile all these good things? You've already gobbled them all up in one meal!"

"As if you didn't eat any!"

"Still, I didn't eat as much as you. You eat like a pig!"

Houtu and Xuanming nibbled on Ginseng Fruits, watching the two bicker, and couldn't help but smile behind their hands.

They loved this atmosphere—brothers and sisters gathered together, chatting and teasing each other. It felt so warm.

Zhujiuyin suddenly sighed, "If only all our tribesmen could eat such good things!"

He shook his head as he spoke, knowing it was impossible.

Just as Gonggong had said, Xuanyuan must have hoarded these good things for who knows how long.

How could the billions of Witch Clan members ever get to eat them?

Zhujiuyin's heartfelt remark stirred something in Dijiang. He glanced at Xuanyuan. "Brother Xuanyuan, as an Ancestor Witch, it's time you established your own tribe."