Qing Xuanzi raised the Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus, completely disregarding defense as he unleashed divine powers and spells upon Dong Wanggong as though they cost nothing.
He even put his Martial Dao Divine Power to use.
After beating Dong Wanggong senseless,
Dong Wanggong suddenly felt that he had probably, perhaps, kicked an iron plate.
He left resentfully, throwing out a threat before he went. "My Immortal Court shall be irreconcilable with you."
Qing Xuanzi was so enraged that he nearly chased after him.
However, he held himself back. He had discovered one of his weaknesses: he lacked spiritual treasures, and severely lacked offensive spiritual treasures.
Even though he was a level above Dong Wanggong, it was not easy for him to kill him.
The reason was that he lacked a suitable offensive spiritual treasure.
The moment he thought of a suitable offensive spiritual treasure, Pangu's words echoed in Qing Xuanzi's mind:
"If you lack an offensive spiritual treasure in the future, go to the Ancestral Witch Hall on Buzhou Mountain. The Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler is there."
As for how to earn the Ancestral Witches' trust, Qing Xuanzi had long been prepared.
No sooner had he thought of it than he acted. Qing Xuanzi used the spatial divine power comprehended only by a Hunyuan Golden Immortal: Inches Apart, Yet Worlds Away.
With one step, he arrived at Buzhou Mountain.
Deep within Buzhou Mountain lay a place shrouded in turbid qi all year round.
That was the Ancestral Witch Land, the ancestral ground of the Ancestral Witches. The Ancestral Witch Hall was located there.
"Human brat, ahead lies the forbidden ground of us Ancestral Witches. You may not enter." A loud shout stopped Qing Xuanzi in his tracks.
"I am Qing Xuanzi of the human race. I seek an audience with the Ancestral Witches. I hope this Witch Race brother will announce my arrival." Qing Xuanzi cupped his hands and explained his purpose.
"Get lost. Do you think you can see the Ancestral Witches just because you want to?" Clearly, that member of the Witch Race had no intention of indulging Qing Xuanzi and directly drove him away.
"In that case, Witch Race brother, Qing Xuanzi begs your pardon." Seeing that there was no way to reason properly with these Witch Race members, Qing Xuanzi directly revealed his enormous true body, intending to make some noise first.
The true body Qing Xuanzi displayed had quite an origin—an extraordinarily great one.
It was the divine power Pangu had tailor-made for the future Martial Dao of humanity: the Human Ancestor True Body.
It was identical to the Ancestral Witch True Body, equally vast, ancient, and profound.
The difference was that the Ancestral Witch True Body relied on Pangu's blood essence, while the Human Ancestor True Body relied on the Five Grand Primordial Arts.
The auras emitted by the two were exceedingly similar. Without close observation, they were easily confused.
For instance, the Witch Race member before him rubbed his eyes in bewilderment.
What the hell? An Ancestral Witch had appeared out of nowhere? Could something that absurd really happen?
Very soon, the aura of Qing Xuanzi's Human Ancestor True Body drew over the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Twelve enormous Ancestral Witch True Bodies surrounded Qing Xuanzi in the middle.
"How strange. How could an outsider possibly use the Ancestral Witch True Body?"
"Exactly. How about you go up and fight him, Old Zhu? Maybe it's just for show."
"Yes, yes, that makes sense."
"Elder brothers, stop fooling around. Let us hear what this brother has to say."
"What is there to hear? Since he can use the Ancestral Witch True Body, wouldn't a fight prove his identity?"
"..."
The Ancestral Witches all spoke at once, their voices especially loud, nearly deafening Qing Xuanzi.
He hurriedly said, "Esteemed Ancestral Witches, I am Qing Xuanzi, a human. What I have used is not the Ancestral Witch True Body, but the Human Ancestor True Body."
"You can say whatever you like. Fight first, then we'll talk." Zhurong directly threw a fist the size of a small mountain at him.
Qing Xuanzi gave a bitter smile. He could only unfold his Martial Dao movement technique and clash with Zhurong.
The Ancestral Witches scattered, leaving behind a wide open space.
However, they quickly realized that this was not a fight at all. It was simply a one-sided beating.
The one being beaten was Zhurong.
After all, Qing Xuanzi was at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, and what he cultivated was the purest possible Five Grand Primordial Arts.
How could Zhurong possibly be his match? Before long, he was covered from head to toe in swollen bruises.
The Ancestral Witches could also tell that Qing Xuanzi had not dealt any killing blows.
Zhurong's injuries were all superficial.
"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore! If you've got the skill, suppress your cultivation to my level and fight me again!" Zhurong, beaten black and blue, leaped out of the battle area and loudly complained about the unfairness.
Seeing Zhurong's miserable state, the Ancestral Witches burst into laughter. It was rare for this battle maniac to admit defeat on his own.
As the leader of the Ancestral Witches, Dijiang stepped forward and patted Qing Xuanzi on the shoulder, showing that the Ancestral Witches accepted Qing Xuanzi as their friend.
"Whether you are human or something else, since you can display the Ancestral Witch True Body, you are our brother. Let us go inside and talk."
Dijiang ignored whatever Qing Xuanzi said and remained convinced that Qing Xuanzi had displayed the Ancestral Witch True Body.
He then invited him into the Ancestral Witch Land for a detailed discussion.
Qing Xuanzi had achieved his purpose, so he naturally withdrew the Human Ancestor True Body and entered the Ancestral Witch Land alongside the Ancestral Witches.
"Brother Dijiang, to be honest, my Human Ancestor True Body also came from Great God Pangu." Once they arrived, Qing Xuanzi began explaining.
"Hehe, anyway, I can't tell the difference." Zhurong said with a chuckle from the side.
"Brother Qing Xuanzi, since you call me big brother, then the Ancestral Witches have accepted you as our brother. Tell me, what business brought you to your big brother?"
Dijiang knew Qing Xuanzi would not reveal his true body and draw them over for no reason. He must have had some matter to discuss, so he spoke forthrightly.
"Back when I was in the chaos, Great God Pangu took care of me. He told me that if I needed spiritual treasures in the future, I could seek help from his descendants on Buzhou Mountain."
Qing Xuanzi stopped there. He had already made his meaning very clear.
Yet what concerned the Ancestral Witches was the first half of his words: Great God Pangu had taken care of him during the age of chaos.
"I am Houtu. May I ask, Fellow Daoist Qing Xuanzi, are you a Chaos Godfiend?" Houtu asked.
"No. At the time, I was merely a spark of spiritual light that had gained sentience. Without Great God Pangu's protection, I would have died countless times over."
"Hahaha, then doesn't that make you of Father God's generation as well?" Dijiang failed to notice the flaw in his wording.
"No, no, how could I possibly be of the same generation as Great God Pangu? Strictly speaking, I should count as one of his descendants." To draw closer to the Ancestral Witches, Qing Xuanzi shamelessly included himself in Pangu's family.
"Good, I acknowledge you as my brother. Isn't it just a spiritual treasure you want? Since you are also Father God's descendant, go to Pangu Hall and pick one yourself."
Dijiang accepted him as a brother without another word and directly allowed Qing Xuanzi to choose a spiritual treasure.
Upon entering Pangu Hall, Qing Xuanzi immediately spotted a ruler. Though it did not appear particularly extraordinary,
divine objects concealed their brilliance, after all.
Yet Qing Xuanzi instinctively felt that it was the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler he had been searching for.
For cultivators, their first instinct was often the truth.
Without another word, Qing Xuanzi walked straight over to the ruler that had been casually tossed into a corner.
He bent down to pick it up.
But the instant Qing Xuanzi touched it, a sudden change occurred.
A gust of wind howled behind him, accompanied by an angry shout: "You thief, you have some nerve to sneak in here and lay your hands on this place!"
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