Solution, Visiting Kunlun Mountain

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are beings evolved from Pangu's vital essence and the turbid energy from the creation of the world. Each Ancestral Witch is innately attuned to a specific law, and to improve their cultivation, they only need to continuously enhance their bloodline power to strengthen their control over the laws.

They are: Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space; Zhujiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time; Goumang, the Ancestral Witch of Wood; Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire; Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch of Water; Rushou, the Ancestral Witch of Metal; Houtu, the Ancestral Witch of Earth; Qiangliang, the Ancestral Witch of Thunder; Xizi, the Ancestral Witch of Lightning; Tianwu, the Ancestral Witch of Wind; Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch of Rain; and Shebishi, the Ancestral Witch of Poison.

Randeng estimated that Dijiang, the leader of the Ancestral Witches, should have already reached the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, and Zhujiuyin should not be far from advancing. The remaining ten Ancestral Witches should at least be in the late Taiyi Golden Immortal stage, making them the most formidable group in the Great Desolation at this time.

Houtu asked him to persuade those violent barbarians and the demon race to coexist peacefully. Wasn't that like sending a lamb into a tiger's den? He would be lucky to escape with his skin intact. However, since he had received Spiritual Treasures and Spiritual Roots for free, he couldn't refuse without showing some consideration.

Randeng reached out and grasped the air, retrieving a Spiritual Root from the space within the Heaven Measuring Ruler and handing it to Houtu.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, this is a low-grade Innate Spiritual Root, Laimu. It might be able to solve the food source problem for the ordinary members of the Witch Clan."

Laimu, as it is known, is what would later be called wheat. Randeng encountered it in the West while repairing the Earth Veins. Its fruits, when consumed, only increased Blood Essence, which was of little use to Randeng.

Although it could reproduce on its own, the quality of the offspring would continuously decline. However, for the Witch Clan, it was an excellent food source.

Houtu took the Spiritual Root and examined it carefully, her eyes showing surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Randeng, if this Spiritual Root is cultivated properly, it can sufficiently support the food consumption of more than half of our clan members below the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm."

Randeng hesitated slightly. Although everyone was currently a Taiyi Golden Immortal, after the Dao Ancestor's teachings, Golden Immortals would be as common as dogs, and Grand Unity Immortals would be everywhere. Merely satisfying the needs of Golden Immortals would not be enough.

He reached out, took back the Innate Spiritual Root Laimu, and circulated the Precious Mirror of Merit within his Spiritual Platform. An endless stream of Merit was injected into it until it was upgraded to a High-Grade Acquired Spiritual Root. This not only improved the quality of its fruits but also reduced the difficulty of cultivating its offspring.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, the fruits produced this way should also be helpful to you now, right?"

Randeng handed the Spiritual Root back to Houtu for her inspection. This way, it would also offset a significant portion of the Karma incurred from obtaining the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the Treasure Dropping Golden Coin.

After inspecting it, Houtu's face showed surprise.

"Fellow Daoist, did you use your own Merit to upgrade its grade?"

In the Great Desolation, Merit was far more valuable than ordinary Spiritual Treasures and Spiritual Roots, mainly because it could help living beings improve their cultivation.

"It's nothing. As long as it's helpful to you, I'm relieved. Otherwise, I would feel uneasy holding onto the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the Treasure Dropping Golden Coin."

Randeng avoided the topic of Merit. In terms of Merit, Randeng indeed had the most among all the Innate Divine Saints at this time.

"Also, with so many races in the Great Desolation now, there are always some spirit beasts with degenerated bloodlines. The Witch Clan could also choose some that reproduce quickly and raise them themselves. It wouldn't be a bad food source either."

He offered Houtu another suggestion. As for whether this action would prevent the Witch-Demon War, the answer was no. Eating and being eaten were merely superficial conflicts between the demon and witch races; the core essence was that both races desired the Destiny to unify the Great Desolation.

"Fellow Daoist Randeng is truly a wise person. I will tell my elder brother about all of this as soon as I return. The Witch Clan welcomes you to visit anytime."

Houtu's tone was sincere. She felt that her trip to find a hunting ground this time was a wise choice. Although she hadn't found a hunting ground, she had met Randeng, who had solved her urgent problem.

She cupped her hands to Randeng and, with a flash of her figure, retreated far away along the Earth Veins.

Randeng smiled as he watched Houtu's hurried departure. He had originally intended to invite Houtu to taste the Enlightenment Tea.

He took out a piece of Earth Marrow Spirit Jade left over from refining an artifact and used his magic to craft a set of tea utensils. He placed about ten leaves of Enlightenment Tea into it and condensed water vapor from the air, turning it into a stream of water that flowed into the tea set.

Then, the Jade Void Glazed Lamp on his shoulder flashed, and a wisp of Eternal Spirit Flame was cast into the water. Soon, the tea water boiled, and a unique tea fragrance wafted through the air.

Taking a sip, the tea transformed into a warm current that flowed into his abdomen. A gentle spiritual energy spread out, and a clear essence rose upwards, integrating into Randeng's Spiritual Platform. It was like sweet dew falling upon a parched heaven and earth. Randeng suddenly felt a greater closeness to the world.

Taking advantage of this state, Randeng took out the Treasure Dropping Golden Coin, intending to refine it in one go.

The Treasure Dropping Golden Coin was golden all over, as if forged from pure gold, with a round inside and a square outside. The words "Treasure Dropping Golden Coin" were engraved on the front. When activated with magic power, a pair of transparent wings would appear on its sides.

Strangely, it lacked the innate restrictions of ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasures. Instead, it had some Innate Dao Patterns, which should be unique to Innate Exotic Treasures. With Randeng's artifact refining skills, he could roughly discern the meanings of "sever" and "strike down."

Under the enhancement of the Enlightenment Tea, Randeng spent a thousand years and quickly refined these Innate Dao Patterns one by one, thus gaining complete mastery.

However, he currently had no target to test its power. But using Merit to activate it was indeed feasible.

Randeng stood up, raised his hand, and cast a spell to move the Innate Great Formation within the Earth Veins to the outside, covering the entire Wuyi Mountain. This place was also a blessed land, which he could keep as his Dojo in the East.

Thus, the trip to Wuyi Mountain was a complete success: one Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, one Innate Exotic Treasure, and a future Dojo. He was unsure about his own fortune, but he could rely on his foresight to gather treasures in advance.

Without further delay, Randeng summoned the Primordial Chaos Heaven Measuring Ruler and continued his journey. It took him about a hundred years to finally arrive at Kunlun Mountain.

As the second divine mountain in the Great Desolation, second only to Buzhou Mountain, Kunlun Mountain stretched for tens of millions of miles, divided into East Kunlun and West Kunlun. East Kunlun was the Dojo of the Three Pure Ones, while West Kunlun was occupied by the Daoist of the Jade Pool, who would later become the Queen Mother of the West. The spiritual energy there was dense, and multicolored auspicious clouds filled the air. The mountains and rivers were like a fairyland.

As soon as Randeng stepped into the East Kunlun region, within the Three Pure Ones Palace on Kunlun Mountain, Taishang opened his eyes and turned to the left and right, saying, "Second brother, third brother, we have a distinguished guest arriving today. Prepare to entertain them quickly."

Tongtian calculated with his fingers and realized it was Randeng who had come to fulfill his appointment. He let out a hearty laugh. "Second brother, your long-awaited Fellow Daoist Randeng is here. Hurry and prepare your artifact refining tools."

Yuanshi smiled knowingly upon hearing that Randeng was coming. Currently, very few people in the Great Desolation were refining Acquired Spiritual Treasures. It was rare to find a like-minded Fellow Daoist, and Yuanshi had missed Randeng for a long time, waiting for him to spar in the art of artifact refining.

Randeng stopped at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Three streams of light descended from the mountain peak. Arriving before them was Tongtian's laughter.

"Fellow Daoist Randeng, you've finally arrived! I've been so bored staying in Kunlun Mountain these past few days."

The streams of light dissipated, revealing three Daoists, old, middle-aged, and young, all of whom were in the Grand Unity realm.

"It seems a new era of Grand Unity is about to begin in the Great Desolation."

Randeng thought to himself. The minimum cultivation required to enter Chaos was Grand Unity, so the Purple霄 Palace sermon could not be far off.

Compared to Randeng, the Three Pure Ones opposite him were clearly more surprised.

Yuanshi examined Randeng from head to toe and found his aura to be stable. It seemed he had broken through to the mid-Grand Unity Golden Immortal stage some time ago. Yet, how long had it been since they last parted?

Tongtian was genuinely happy for Randeng. He stepped forward, patted Randeng's shoulder, and laughed, "Fellow Daoist Randeng, excellent! You've been cultivating in secret behind my back again."

This was a typical case of fearing a Fellow Daoist would be weak, yet also fearing they would cultivate too quickly.

Taishang secretly pondered how much longer it would take him to advance to the mid-Grand Unity stage.