Difficult to Escape Karma

The Ancestral Witch of Water, Gonggong, and the Ancestral Witch of Fire, Zhurong, perhaps due to the conflicting nature of their elemental attributes, were destined to be eternal rivals.

As soon as one of them spoke, the other would find every possible reason to argue.

Therefore, Chen Xuan had no chance to interject. Gonggong and Zhurong immediately started fighting. In the end, they even walked out and displayed their respective abilities in a duel.

The faces of the other Ancestral Witches did not show any particular expression. This indicated that they were long accustomed to these two.

At this moment, Dijiang stepped towards Chen Xuan and said, "I observed the cultivation technique used by Brother Chen Xuan when fighting Xingtian, and it is very similar to our Witch Race's Witch Mantra.

It seems Brother Chen Xuan has a great destiny with our Witch Race. I wonder if Brother Chen Xuan would be willing to join the Witch Race. In the future, you could rule the Great Desolate Land together with our Witch Race."

This made Chen Xuan pause. He knew the outcome of the Witch Race better than anyone.

If he truly formed a great karma with the Witch Race, would he also perish during the calamity of the Lich War?

This was the first thought that appeared in Chen Xuan's mind. After all, being alive was more important than anything.

Seeing Chen Xuan frozen in place, Dijiang continued, "This Great Desolate world will sooner or later belong to our Witch Race. And Brother Chen Xuan, you are also destined to shine with the Witch Race."

Chen Xuan sighed, then shook his head and said, "Thank you for the kind offer, Ancestral Witch Dijiang. It's just that I, Chen Xuan, am afraid I don't have this fortune.

Because I am the foremost disciple under the Three Pure Ones, sometimes I cannot help but be constrained. Moreover, my nature is free and unrestrained, and I have no interest in the conflicts of the Great Desolate.

However, if the Witch Race ever needs my help in the future, I, Chen Xuan, will definitely do my utmost and do whatever I can."

Chen Xuan's words were meant as an excuse, but Dijiang's face not only showed no anger but instead nodded in satisfaction.

"Then it's settled. If we need your help in the future, Brother Chen Xuan, I hope you won't refuse."

After Dijiang finished speaking, he took something from his person and presented it to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan took it and saw that it was the complete set of the Witch Mantra cultivation technique. This made Chen Xuan look at Dijiang with a puzzled expression.

At this moment, Houtu smiled and said, "Brother, there's no need for this. Since it's something Big Brother gave you, just accept it. Perhaps it will be helpful to your cultivation."

If Chen Xuan refused again now, it would inevitably seem a bit unappreciative. He immediately nodded and put the complete set of the Witch Mantra into his embrace.

At the same time, Chen Xuan sighed helplessly in his heart. It seemed his karma with the Witch Race was completely sealed.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stayed in the Houtu Tribe for a full one hundred and twenty years. Every ten years, an Ancestral Witch would guide Chen Xuan in cultivating the corresponding Witch Mantra.

After a full one hundred and twenty years, Chen Xuan finally achieved complete mastery of the entire set of the Witch Mantra. And he integrated it with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique he had mastered.

At the same time, Chen Xuan also successfully reached the fifth revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, becoming a Grand Golden Immortal cultivator.

As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. On this day, Chen Xuan came to bid farewell to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"For the past hundred years, I have received careful guidance from all the Ancestral Witches. Now I have completely mastered the Witch Mantras of the twelve elements.

It is time to continue my travels in the Great Desolate according to my Senior Master's request. If there is an opportunity in the future, I, Chen Xuan, will definitely visit in person to express my gratitude."

Hearing that Chen Xuan was leaving, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all showed reluctance. Especially Houtu, tears of reluctance even flowed from her eyes.

"I don't know when we will meet again after you leave, Brother. You must not forget your Sister Houtu," Houtu said, holding Chen Xuan's hand.

Chen Xuan nodded vigorously. "Sister Houtu, there's no need for this. It's almost time for Master's second sermon. We will meet again in the Purple Cloud Palace."

After speaking, Chen Xuan once again bid farewell to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Then, he had Daoist Duobao lead the Plate-Horned Ox and left Houtu's tribe.

Looking at Chen Xuan's departing back, Dijiang said, "We cannot comprehend the Dao preached by Dao Ancestor Hongjun at all.

After all, the Witch Race only cultivates the physical body and not the soul. Going there would just be a waste of time. However, to fulfill our promise to Brother Chen Xuan, we will enter the Purple Cloud Palace again in a thousand years."

Chen Xuan never expected that the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who originally didn't want to go to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao again, chose to go again because of him.

After leaving Houtu's tribe, Chen Xuan began to travel across the Great Desolate Land. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed.

During these hundred years, Chen Xuan was like a swarm of locusts passing through. Of all the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots he saw, not a single one was left in its original place.

Everywhere he went was desolate, with large and small pits one after another. At the same time, Chen Xuan also gained a lot.

One day, Chen Xuan unexpectedly arrived at Mount Buzhou and immediately had the idea of climbing it.

He and Daoist Duobao descended from the clouds and walked towards Mount Buzhou. They walked for over twenty years, but they didn't know how far they were from the summit.

"Senior Brother, this Mount Buzhou is too high. If we keep walking like this, it will probably take a thousand or eight hundred years to reach the summit," Daoist Duobao said with a bitter expression.

"You're complaining? You've been riding on me the whole time, alright? The ones truly exerting effort are me and the Immortal Master," the Plate-Horned Ox said to Daoist Duobao with a look of disdain.

Being looked down upon by the Plate-Horned Ox again, Daoist Duobao once again took out his cattle whip. The Plate-Horned Ox immediately dared not make a sound, truly afraid of being beaten and mooing again later.

Chen Xuan was already used to these two guys. These two guys were definitely one with a cheap mouth and one with itchy hands.

However, this also added a lot of fun to Chen Xuan's travels.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan seemed to sense something and immediately said to Daoist Duobao, "You lead him and walk slowly. I'll be back soon."

After speaking, Chen Xuan's body turned into a mist of water, and he disappeared from the spot using the Profound Origin Wave Transformation Art.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived in a mountain hollow filled with abundant spiritual energy.

At the same time, several figures also appeared before Chen Xuan. It was his master, Tongtian, and his two senior uncles.

There was also his Sister Nüwa, and several people Chen Xuan had never seen before.

He immediately dared not delay and hurried forward to salute, saying, "Disciple Chen Xuan pays respects to Master and the two Senior Uncles."

The Three Pure Ones nodded and excused Chen Xuan from the formalities. Then, they continued to pay attention to every movement in the mountain hollow.

Afterward, Chen Xuan saluted Goddess Nüwa and said with a smile, "Sister Nüwa, you are getting more and more beautiful."

This couldn't help but make Goddess Nüwa giggle, praising Chen Xuan for being good with words.

This couldn't help but make Master Tongtian on the side shake his head helplessly and glare fiercely at Chen Xuan.

"Since you're here, it's your destiny. Stand quietly to the side, and you will benefit later."