"But I distinctly remember a certain Ancestral Witch saying not long ago that the Thought Intent Method was useless to Ancestral Witches, and that beating people up with the Ancestral Witch True Form was far more practical?"
Zhurong's mind suddenly became remarkably sharp. He immediately spoke up:
"Who said that?"
"I, Zhurong, will be the first to beat him up!"
"I've long had enough of the misery of having no primordial spirit and being unable to divine heavenly secrets."
"Rest assured, little sister Houtu. All of us elder brothers will diligently cultivate this Thought Intent Method. We guarantee we'll condense our thought true spirits."
At that moment, Zhurong perfectly demonstrated what it meant to bend or stand tall as the occasion demanded!
The other Ancestral Witches also voiced their agreement.
For a time.
Every Ancestral Witch was burning with eagerness to cultivate the Thought Intent Method.
Only upon seeing this did a faint smile appear on Houtu's face, and she said:
"Since you've all agreed, elder brothers, you'd better cultivate diligently."
"Otherwise, your little sister won't mind having a few sparring matches with you."
"Oh, and eldest brother Dijiang, distribute that Thought Intent Method to our brothers and elder sister Xuanming."
Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, immediately nodded in agreement.
Then he distributed the copies of the Thought Intent Method he had made to all the Ancestral Witches present.
At that moment, he seemed to have switched roles with Houtu.
It seemed Houtu ought to have been the eldest sister of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, while Dijiang was merely a little brother.
Even more absurdly, none of the other Ancestral Witches present found anything amiss.
It was as though this was how things ought to be.
After receiving the Thought Intent Method, the Ancestral Witches inside Pan