The Twelve Ancestral Witches Meet

After all, these things were all extremely valuable, and each required time to refine!

Houtu sensed someone outside calling for her.

Faint shouts drifted in from outside: "Sister Houtu!!"

"Sister Houtu!"

"Houtu!!"

Hearing those voices, joy welled up in Houtu's heart.

"It's my brothers and sisters!" Houtu said with a smile.

Houtu could tell that they truly were their voices.

She could also sense their auras.

They were the auras of the Witch Clan's Ancestral Witches, identical in nature to Houtu's own.

Houtu hurriedly rose and walked out of her cave.

"Brothers! Sisters! I'm here!" Houtu shouted loudly in reply.

Houtu's voice was so loud that heaven and earth throughout the surrounding area could hear it clearly.

Once living beings of the Primordial Wilderness cultivated to a certain level, their voices could carry across vast distances!

For instance, when Hongjun attained sainthood, the Great Dao Heavenly Sound he released was heard clearly throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness.

The Primordial Wilderness was so immense, many, many times larger than the Blue Star where Qin Yun had lived in his previous life!

"Brothers! Sisters! I'm here!" Houtu shouted again.

In the distance, the Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan were searching for their younger sister Houtu. Now, they heard Houtu's voice.

"It's... it's our sister's voice!" one Ancestral Witch said.

"It's our sister's voice!" another Ancestral Witch said joyfully.

"It truly is Sister Houtu's voice!"

The Ancestral Witches looked toward where Houtu's voice had come from, then flew in that direction.

"Brothers! Sisters! I'm here!" Houtu also flew toward them, waving at them.

"Sister Houtu!" the Ancestral Witches called out to their sister.

Very quickly, they arrived before one another.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had reunited just like that.

Houtu looked at her brothers and sisters, her heart brimming with joy.

"Sister Houtu, where did you go during these past hundred years?" the Ancestral Witch Dijiang asked.

Dijiang was the foremost of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and their eldest brother. He had been born with the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint, and the law he controlled was the Space Law. Dijiang was immensely powerful.

"Eldest Brother, Houtu has been in seclusion cultivating for the past hundred years," Houtu said to Dijiang.

"Sister, why didn't you return to the Witch Clan?" the Ancestral Witch Qiangliang asked.

Qiangliang was the Ancestor Witch of Thunder and controlled the Thunder Law. He, too, had been born with the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint.

"Brother... because I... was in such a rush to enter seclusion and cultivate, I didn't return..." Houtu said.

Qiangliang looked at Houtu. He had always doted greatly on this younger sister of his.

"Sister, you mustn't stay outside for too long in the future! Your brothers and I were all very worried about you!" At that moment, the Ancestral Witch Xuanming said.

Xuanming was also a woman. Like Houtu, she was one of the only two women among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Xuanming had been the second-to-last of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to be born, a little earlier than Houtu.

When Xuanming was born, she had possessed peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation.

The law Xuanming controlled was the Rain Law. Rain could turn into ice, so Xuanming also controlled the Ice Law.

"I know, Sister..." Houtu said to Xuanming, curling her lips.

"Sister, how have you been? Have you been well these past hundred years?" the Ancestral Witch Jumang asked.

Jumang was also deeply concerned for his younger sister Houtu.

The law Jumang controlled was the Wood Law. Jumang was also the Ancestor Witch of Wood.

When Jumang was born, he had also possessed the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint.

"Brother, I've been very well," Houtu said with a nod.

"I've been cultivating in seclusion here the whole time. Nothing happened, and my cultivation has gone very well," Houtu said with a smile.

The Ancestral Witches all looked at Houtu, feeling that her strength seemed to have increased.

Houtu had previously been at the mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, but now she seemed to have advanced to the peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Moreover, they could sense that Houtu's physical body had become even more formidable.

"Sister, your strength..." Qiangliang said.

"Little sister, your strength seems to have increased..." another Ancestor Witch said.

"Little sister, the aura around you feels much stronger than before!"

"Little sister... have you advanced to the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm?"

The Ancestor Witches looked at Houtu, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

They had not seen each other for only a hundred years, yet Houtu's cultivation had improved so much, and her strength had increased by so much as well.

Houtu looked at them and smiled faintly. "Yes, I've now advanced to the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm."

At those words, all the Ancestor Witches rejoiced and could not help congratulating Houtu.

"Congratulations, little sister!"

"This is wonderful!"

"Little sister's cultivation has finally broken through!"

Most of these Ancestor Witches possessed Quasi-Saint cultivation. Xuanming, Shebishi, and Houtu were Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals; Xuanming and Shebishi stood at the peak of that realm, while Houtu had been at the middle stage.

Now, Houtu had advanced to the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

All the Ancestor Witches were delighted.

"Little sister, you're incredible! You broke through in just a hundred years!" an Ancestor Witch said.

"Sigh... I'm still... at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm..." Shebishi said dejectedly.

Xuanming curled her lips. She too was at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

"I was born with Quasi-Saint cultivation, and I'm still a Quasi-Saint now..." an Ancestor Witch sighed.

Reaching Quasi-Saint cultivation already counted as being exceedingly, exceedingly powerful. Trying to break through further was exceedingly, exceedingly difficult.

Moreover, the Witch Clan was born without Primordial Spirits. Without Primordial Spirits, further breakthroughs were harder than scaling the heavens.

"If only we could break through to the Saint realm... that would be wonderful..." an Ancestor Witch sighed.

Within the Primordial Wilderness, Hongjun had already become a Saint. These Ancestor Witches envied him greatly; naturally, they too hoped to become Saints.

"Sigh... becoming a Saint is hardly so easy?" an Ancestor Witch said.

"Our Witch Clan is born without Primordial Spirits. Without Primordial Spirits, cultivation is difficult..."

Naturally, the Ancestor Witches understood their own predicament.

Houtu looked at them and said, "Brothers and sisters, a hundred years ago, I went to a Mountain God Temple."

A Mountain God Temple?

All the Ancestor Witches frowned, not understanding what Houtu meant by bringing this up.

"There was a mountain god in that Mountain God Temple. This mountain god was very kind, and very powerful too. He... gave me many good things," Houtu said.

At this, the Ancestor Witches frowned again.

What was going on?

She had gone to a Mountain God Temple, and the mountain god inside had been kind and powerful—and had even given little sister Houtu many good things?

What good things?

"He gave me two portions of Earth Great Dao Origin, fifty Soul Fragments, and two drops of Pangu Blood Essence," Houtu said slowly.

A hundred years had passed, yet Houtu still remembered the events of that day clearly. Her gratitude toward that mountain god was just as clear.

Even now, Houtu remained deeply grateful to that mountain god.