The Human Book lay casually at Houtu's feet, wreathed in a radiant haze.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances.
"This is actually a Spirit Treasure?!"
"It seems so, and its grade is far from low."
Dijiang and the others spoke, their voices full of uncertainty and surprise.
But what puzzled them most was this: was Gu Changqing giving an Ancestral Witch a Spirit Treasure?
It was simply too surreal.
"Haha, it seems the Wine Sword Immortal really has drunk too much. He doesn't even know that our Witch Clan doesn't use Spirit Treasures."
"Fellow Daoist Wine Sword Immortal, you are certainly generous. Unfortunately, even our esteemed Ancestral Witch has no way to enjoy such an opportunity."
"This Wine Sword Immortal's temperament suits mine perfectly."
The members of the Witch Clan laughed.
Unlike before, however, their laughter held neither mockery nor teasing, but immense goodwill.
Xing Tian, one of the eight Great Witches, felt especially that he and Gu Changqing were kindred spirits.
Dijiang shook his head with a chuckle and walked over to Gu Changqing.
"Hehe, we appreciate the kindness behind such a generous gift, fellow Daoist."
"It's just that our Witch Clan lineage develops no primordial spirit and cannot wield Spirit Treasures."
"As for this Spirit Treasure..."
But before Dijiang could finish-
Houtu suddenly cried out from the other side.
"Elder Brother Dijiang, wait!"
Her words drew the gazes of all the Ancestral Witches.
Looking closely, they saw that Houtu had already taken the Human Book into her hands and was examining it carefully.
"This... this..."
Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with emotion.
At the sight, Dijiang and the rest of the Eleven Ancestral Witches grew even more astonished.
"Little Sister Houtu, what is it?"
"Does this Spirit Treasure possess some extraordinary quality?"
Dijiang asked.
Only after a