Guidance Complete, Bo Huang Refines Body in Pangu Hall

In Pangu Hall, Bo Huang said, "Ancestor Witch Dijiang, I impulsively guided you to beat up Zhunti, and I've caused you trouble."

Dijiang repeatedly shook his head and said, "Actually, this is quite good. Putting aside everything else, as the Crown Prince of the Demon Race, your courage in coming to Pangu Hall to be with us is already quite remarkable."

Bo Huang thought to himself, Sorry, the reason I dared to come is because I have a System in my mind that can keep me from dying.

Dijiang saw Bo Huang's solemn expression and laughed heartily, "Alright, don't be so serious. Go see if they've ripped off Zhunti's arm yet."

Upon entering, they saw Ru Shou holding his head, Houtu standing on his back, and the other Ancestor Witches exerting their strength. It had to be said, Zhunti was truly tough; his arm hadn't been torn off yet.

At this moment, Bo Huang, with a speechless expression, reminded them, "Haven't you thought of condensing your laws into sharp blades to cut it? When will you ever tear it off like this?"

Ru Shou heard this, and his Metal Law converged into a large axe. He swung it down, but it only broke the skin a little. It hadn't even cut through. He spat and said, "Big brother, Zhunti's skin is so thick."

Zhunti was furious and thought to himself, Since I'm a Saint, I can't die anyway. I'll curse them a few times if I can't beat them. With this thought, Zhunti cursed loudly, "Ru Shou, you useless piece of trash, you can't even muster the strength to cut someone. You call yourself an Ancestor Witch? Go back to the healing pool and soak."

This insult enraged Ru Shou. He used all his might, gathered Metal elements into a massive hammer, and began to smash.

Before long, Zhunti was beaten so badly that even his closest acquaintance, Jieyin, wouldn't recognize him.

Dijiang said, "Ru Shou, you're so disappointing, taking so long to chop off his arm? Get aside, I'll do it." With that, he condensed a blade of space and, in three strikes, severed an arm. "He really does have thick skin; it was hard for me to cut it off too."

Zhunti cursed, "You all wait for me, hmph, ..." Zhunti let out a string of vulgarities, completely losing his composure.

After a long while, there was no response. Zhunti looked up and saw them studying his severed arm, wondering how to eat it...

Dijiang said, "The initial plan won't work. If it regenerates into a branch, how can we gnaw on it with such thick skin?"

Zhu Rong said, "If I directly use Southern Bright Lihuo to roast this arm, will it be delicious?"

Bo Huang pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't we make soup instead? Do you have any treasures here? A cauldron or a furnace, perhaps an Innate Spiritual Treasure."

Zhu Jiuyin laughed heartily, "If you're talking about those special items, we don't have them. After all, we Witch Clan don't have Primordial Spirits and don't need Spiritual Treasures. However, we've collected quite a few Spiritual Treasures like pots, bowls, and stoves, all for mealtime."

Bo Huang heard this and said, "Also, please open the medicinal ingredient storage. I'll take a Bodhi Branch to make a pot of good soup for us to try."

With that, Bo Huang went to the Witch Clan's treasure vault and picked out a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure cauldron. He had Zhunti's arm thrown in and said, "Six Harmonies Cold Water, Southern Bright Lihuo, prepare yourselves."

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong nodded in unison and said, "Don't worry, no problem, it will definitely work."

Then, Bo Huang began to search the Witch Clan's treasure vault for ingredients: "Vermillion Fruit, Purple Bamboo Branch, Heavenly Fortune Branch, Nine-Layered Pagoda, Cold Cicada Wings... What a pity, no Golden Cicada."

Houtu accompanied Bo Huang to pick medicinal ingredients and asked curiously, "Golden Cicada? Is that thing very important?"

Bo Huang nodded and said, "Golden Cicada soup can further enhance a Quasi-Saint's physical body."

Houtu nodded and made a note of it, laying a solid foundation for the future misfortune of Tang Sanzang.

After a while, Bo Huang brewed a pot of excellent soup that melted all the ingredients. Then, he and the Twelve Ancestor Witches consumed it together.

As a result, Bo Huang's physical body first reached the level of an Ancestor Witch. Although the Ancestor Witches' physical bodies improved slightly, the progress was not significant. Well, Dijiang merely thought Bo Huang had great potential for improvement and didn't suspect anything.

In reality, it was different. This was because Bo Huang had been secretly refining his body with malevolent energy in Pangu Hall daily. This medicinal soup was merely a catalyst. Moreover, the soup was called Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Soup, originally tailor-made for the Demon Race, so its effect on the Witch Clan was not obvious.

After about a hundred days, all the Ancestor Witches took turns beating Zhunti. Bo Huang had taught them how to fight to gain insights and had the System leave behind fragmented cultivation methods. Then, he left Pangu Hall.

In Lingxiao Hall of the Heavenly Court, Di Jun looked at his eldest son with lingering fear and said, "You were in Pangu Hall for a hundred years. Do you know how worried we were?"

Bo Huang said, "Worried? Why be worried? We've already won this Witch-Demon War. Those Ancestor Witches are still toying with Zhunti."

Tai Yi said, "Dealing with Zhunti is indeed a good thing, but have you considered that if the Witch Clan's strength increases, what if our Demon Race can't defeat them?"

Bo Huang laughed heartily and said, "No need to worry, I've made my calculations." It turned out that Bo Huang had the System implant the method of transforming into Reincarnation into Houtu's mind. Every time she beat Zhunti, she would remember a few more words. Once Houtu achieved Reincarnation, the Grand Formation of the Myriad Gods and Fiends would be rendered useless.