Cultivation Paradise

Fei Lian was surrounded by a group of mighty witches, but his feelings were complicated.

Among the mighty witches of the Witch Clan, he was no weakling, but he was nowhere near the strongest.

Jiu Feng, Xing Tian, Chi You, and Kuafu were all far stronger than he was.

He had never imagined that one day he would be treated like the center of attention.

But he knew his own limits.

He really had no connection to Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan!

Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan had given him a communication treasure, but it was only for contacting him when the Witch Clan was in danger. Fei Lian didn't dare use it casually.

"Don't make this difficult for me!"

Fei Lian shook his head with a bitter smile. He really wasn't close to Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan!

What were they all thinking? If he could get in Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan's good graces, would he still be standing here chatting with them?

He'd have gone straight to cultivate on Qianyuan Mountain long ago!

Just then, he felt a stir in his heart and hurriedly took out the communication treasure Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan had given him.

"Fei Lian, you rascal! Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan even gave you a communication treasure, and you still claim you're not close?"

"Fei Lian, you're not being fair! Were you planning to keep this all to yourself?"

"Don't even think about it. From now on, we're sticking with you and not leaving your side for a moment!"

Chi You, Kuafu, and the other mighty witches all stared at the communication treasure in Fei Lian's hand, their faces full of envy.

This Fei Lian fellow had gotten a communication treasure from Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan. He was truly going to make it big this time.

Along with their envy, they were filled with regret.

If they'd known Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan was so powerful, able to instantly destroy the lingering spirit of a Chaos Demon God at the late Daluo Golden Immortal stage, they never would have let Fei Lian go ask him for help.

Such a great opportunity had gone to Fei Lian for nothing.

"Everyone, quiet down and listen to what Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan has to say!"

Hou Yi shouted.

A famous archer of the Witch Clan, Hou Yi was the calmest of all the mighty witches.

"That's right! Stop making a racket and listen to Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan's instructions!"

Once everyone had quieted down, Fei Lian channeled his magic power. Xuanyuan's voice immediately came from the communication treasure.

"Have Chi You oversee the tribe. Fei Lian, bring Kuafu, Hou Yi, Xiang Liu... to Qianyuan Mountain!"

Everyone listened intently.

The mighty witches who heard their names were thrilled. They jumped and laughed, as innocent as children.

Those who didn't hear their names hung their heads in disappointment.

Chi You in particular looked utterly miserable, his mood gloomy.

Being asked to oversee the tribe meant Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan trusted him greatly, but not being allowed to cultivate on Qianyuan Mountain left him feeling anxious.

He knew that once the others returned from cultivating on Qianyuan Mountain, their strength would have improved tremendously. By then, he feared he would no longer deserve his place among the Witch Clan's top three mighty witches.

But this was Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan's arrangement. Even though Chi You was unwilling, he didn't dare say a word.

Watching Kuafu, Hou Yi, and the others head excitedly toward Qianyuan Mountain, Chi You grumbled sourly, "What's there to be so pleased about? Once Dijiang and the other Ancestor Witches return, I'll ask to cultivate on Qianyuan Mountain too. I'll still end up stronger than you!"

Qianyuan Mountain!

With Kuafu, Hou Yi, and the others arriving, the usually quiet mountain gate suddenly became lively.

They looked around in every direction, overwhelmed by all there was to see.

They had thought Fei Lian had exaggerated a little, but now they saw that he hadn't exaggerated at all. If anything, he'd been far too modest.

They had only just arrived and hadn't even begun cultivating, yet the abundant Innate Spiritual Qi poured straight into their bodies. Before they knew it, their cultivation had rapidly improved.

To the Witch Clan, Qianyuan Mountain was truly a cultivation paradise.

After all, the Witch Clan couldn't absorb ordinary spiritual energy. They could only absorb baleful energy to strengthen their bodies.

But baleful energy affected the mind, making the witches hot-tempered.

They were quick to resort to fighting and killing.

Even members of the same clan often fought among themselves.

Eventually, even the mighty witches grew wary of using baleful energy to cultivate.

This was one of the main reasons the Witch Clan's mighty witches weren't very strong.

But Qianyuan Mountain was different. The Innate Spiritual Qi here was incredibly abundant.

The Witch Clan could absorb Innate Spiritual Qi to cultivate.

It was even more effective than absorbing baleful energy, and it had no side effects.

But ever since Pangu Father God's Heaven and Earth Splitting, the Innate Spiritual Qi in the world had steadily dwindled. Even places rich in Innate Spiritual Qi were mostly occupied by powerful cultivators.

The Witch Clan had appeared too late, and its members weren't strong enough to compete with those cultivators for territory.

If not for their overwhelming numbers and status as Pangu Orthodox, they would have struggled to survive in the Primordial World.

That was exactly why mighty witches like Kuafu and Hou Yi had become so devoted to Xuanyuan after witnessing his power.

And why they longed so much to cultivate at a paradise like Qianyuan Mountain.

Xuanyuan was sprawled lazily on his Enlightenment Chair. Seeing Kuafu, Hou Yi, and the other mighty witches creeping around as cautiously as country bumpkins in a grand mansion, he couldn't help laughing and scolding them. "Look at you lot, acting like you've never seen anything before. When you go out, don't tell anyone you're from the Witch Clan. I couldn't bear the embarrassment."

"Greetings, Ancestor Witch Xuanyuan!"

The mighty witches knelt on one knee and bowed to Xuanyuan.

This was the Witch Clan's highest form of respect.

It was rarely seen.

That showed just how much respect these mighty witches had for Xuanyuan.

"Enough, get up. We don't do that here!"

Xuanyuan waved a hand casually. Once everyone had risen, he warned them, "You're too weak. Now that you're here, focus on cultivating. If I catch anyone slacking off, I'll kick them off Qianyuan Mountain and let another brother who wants to improve his strength take their place!"

"Yes!"

The mighty witches nodded in unison.

Only a fool would slack off after finally gaining access to such a wonderful cultivation paradise.

After settling Kuafu, Hou Yi, and the others in, Xuanyuan leaned lazily back in his recliner and once again took it easy without a care in the world.

All that talk about working hard at cultivation was meant for other people.

As a man with a system, he wasn't about to exhaust himself cultivating.

Cultivation knew no time. Three hundred leisurely years passed in the blink of an eye.

Only a few decades remained before Hongjun's second lecture. It was time to set out for Zixiao Palace.

Xuanyuan was very interested in this second lecture.

After all, Hongjun would be teaching the Quasi-Saint path—the method of severing the three corpses.

He had been craving it for a long time.

If not for his desire to learn the method of severing the three corpses, the cultivation base awarded by the system would have already made him a Primordial Golden Immortal, perhaps even a mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal.

Xuanyuan rose from his Enlightenment Chair and looked toward Qianyuan Palace.

Dijiang and the other Twelve Ancestor Witches, Jiu Feng, Xing Tian, Six-Eared Macaque, Kong Xuan, and the rest had already emerged from their deep seclusion and were all consolidating their cultivation.

As for mighty witches like Kuafu and Hou Yi, they were each so absorbed in cultivating that they forgot to eat or sleep.

The cultivation environment inside Qianyuan Palace was simply too good.

It was a true cultivation paradise.

For them, wasting even a moment in such a wonderful environment would have been sacrilege.