Primordial World: Starting with One Yuan, Instant Kill Pangu's Talent Section 7

"Wiping out the Demon Race would be as easy as turning over a hand!"

At these words, the Ancestor Witches all nodded in agreement.

Not a single dissenting voice.

Xiao Ran helplessly patted his forehead.

Exhausted to the core.

He hadn't expected his secret to be discovered by the Ancestor Witches after all.

Still, Xiao Ran feigned ignorance, looking bewildered as he said, "Congratulations to all you Ancestor Witches!"

"Might I ask who the new Ancestor Witch of our Witch Race is?"

Di Jiang and the other Ancestor Witches scanned Xiao Ran as if looking at a monster. "Who do you think we're talking about? Don't you know?"

"If our Witch Race has a new Ancestor Witch, that person is you."

Xiao Ran scratched his head, continuing to play dumb. "All you Ancestor Witches, please don't mock me, Xiao Ran!"

"What virtues or abilities do I, Xiao Ran, possess to ever become an Ancestor Witch?"

Houtu murmured, "Xiao Ran, there are some things you might truly not know."

"But we Ancestor Witches all have sharp eyes and clear hearts—why would we deceive you for no reason?"

"You have indeed awakened the bloodline of Pangu Father God."

"Right now, you already possess the essence of Pangu Father God's blood."

"You have atavized!"

"In the future, barring any accidents, you will definitely become the thirteenth Ancestor Witch of our Witch Race."

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes. "Really?"

"I'll become an Ancestor Witch, revered by everyone in the Witch Race?"

The Ancestor Witches grew a bit irritated.

It was said that the Witch Race had simple minds, stubbornly clinging to their convictions.

Once they set their minds on something, not even ten oxen could drag them back.

But here they were, having sworn their guarantee.

And Xiao Ran still wore an expression of utter disbelief!

It truly infuriated them!

"What are you thinking, boy? Don't you believe our words?"

"If it weren't for the hope that you'll become an Ancestor Witch, believe me, I'd give you a good beating!"

"Stop with the nonsense—whatever this Ancestor Witch says, you just need to believe it unconditionally! Don't have so many questions!"

Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and other hot-tempered Ancestor Witches couldn't help but scold Xiao Ran.

Zhu Jiuyin said thoughtfully, "Xiao Ran, from now on, you don't need to follow our Witch Race into battle against the Demon Race."

"In the days ahead, you don't have to do anything—just stay in the Pangu Blood Pool and cultivate."

"This will greatly speed up the time it takes to become an Ancestor Witch."

Xiao Ran was startled, nearly jumping in shock.

The Pangu Blood Pool was his nightmare!

No matter what, he didn't want to set foot in it again!

He shook his head like a rattle drum, refusing repeatedly. "No!"

"Right now, the fine warriors of our Witch Race are fighting on all fronts for the eternal legacy of our people."

"How could I alone stay in the Pangu Blood Pool and enjoy the fruits of their labor?"

"I, Xiao Ran, am willing to shed my last drop of blood for the Witch Race!"

With that, Xiao Ran turned and ran out of the Pangu Temple without looking back.

In an instant, he vanished from sight!

The Ancestor Witches were utterly helpless, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

It seemed the boy still couldn't forget that unforgettable five-hundred-year stint soaking in the Pangu Blood Pool.

Otherwise, why would he fear it like a tiger or wolf?

"Big brother, that kid ran off!"

Zhu Rong said loudly.

Di Jiang looked around the room, then after a long pause said, "What do you all think about this?"

After the Ancestor Witches discussed it for a while, they finally made a decision.

That would be to let Xiao Ran go to the Demon Race's territory and fight against their warriors according to his own will.

Becoming an Ancestral Witch is by no means something that can be achieved overnight.

Take the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves—each and every one of them has undergone endless slaughter and the tempering of bloodshed.

If Xiao Ran wants to quickly become one of the Ancestral Witches, he has no choice but to keep fighting! Keep tempering himself!

Only then will he have a greater chance of becoming an Ancestral Witch!

Di Jiang said in a deep voice, "However, Xiao Ran is of utmost importance to our Witch Race!"

"We still need to select a guardian to protect his safety!"

"Who would be suitable to send?"

No sooner had the words fallen than the Ancestral Witches began arguing and fighting over it, each speaking over the other.

No one was willing to make concessions!

After all, Xiao Ran had the greatest hope of becoming the Witch Race's thirteenth Ancestral Witch!

This was a world-shaking, heaven-and-earth-shattering event for the Witch Race!

There was no way they would not fight for this opportunity!

Houtu stepped forward, her expression resolute, and said, "Elder brothers, stop arguing!"

"Xiao Ran was originally my subordinate!"

"It is only fitting that I, Houtu, should protect him!"

While the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still arguing endlessly over Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran had long since returned to his own cave dwelling.

Inside the cave dwelling, he did nothing at all!

He simply lay sprawled out and slept soundly.

The next day, dawn broke in the east, and the rising sun emerged.

Getting up early, Xiao Ran stretched lazily and said with a smile, "What fine weather!"

"This is truly a good opportunity to kill enemies and earn merits!"

Yesterday, he had already boasted before the Twelve Ancestral Witches, vowing to slay a Demon God of the Demon Race and wipe out one of their lairs!

After thinking it over, Xiao Ran directly transformed into a streak of light and headed for the Witch Race's General Appointment Platform.

This was an extremely vast and magnificent high platform.

The Great Witches of the Witch Race often gathered their clansmen here, deployed troops, and fought against the Demon Race.

After Xiao Ran raised his arm and shouted a rallying cry on the General Appointment Platform, soon, as many as three hundred and sixty thousand Witch Race beings came swarming in response!

Under Xiao Ran's leadership, the mighty and vast Witch Race army

soon arrived at the Space-Time Teleportation Array at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

This Space-Time Teleportation Array was set up by Di Jiang.

Xiao Ran's entire body was shrouded in immortal light, his towering and upright figure standing firm in the void.

His face was resolute, and with overwhelming killing intent, he roared, "Set out! Today, we will bathe the Nine-Headed Lion Demon God Tribe in blood!"

"Slay the Nine-Headed Lion! Wipe out the Nine-Headed Lion Demon God Tribe!"

The three hundred and sixty thousand-strong Witch Race army all shouted in unison with fervent expressions!