Seeing that he could not decline, Xu Qingtong said no more.
"Clan Chief, my senior brother wishes to join the Witch Clan. Would you be willing to agree?" Xu Qingtong asked.
Si Yuanzhi pondered for a moment, then asked, "The Ghost Cultivators have been eliminated, and Qingbing is at peace. Why does he still wish to join the Witch Clan?"
"To tell you the truth, my senior brother cultivates Daoist techniques and has no hope of advancing further. He wishes to switch to a Wu Tribe cultivation technique. Perhaps he might achieve something that way," Xu Qingtong said.
Si Yuanzhi thought it over and said, "Qingtong, according to our previous agreement, anyone wishing to join the Witch Clan before the great battle was welcome with both hands! After the battle, joining is no longer so easy!"
"Yes! But my senior brother does not ask to retain his former identity. He only hopes to cultivate a Wu Tribe cultivation technique so that he might reach a higher cultivation level!"
"He sincerely wishes to join the Witch Clan and become one of us?" Si Yuanzhi asked.
"Yes! Could you grant his wish, Clan Chief?"
Si Yuanzhi smiled and nodded. "Since you have asked, how could I refuse?"
"Thank you, Clan Chief!"
"Hold it! I have granted your wish. Shouldn't you agree to my request as well?" Si Yuanzhi said.
Xu Qingtong scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. "I will abide by all your arrangements, Clan Chief!"
"Good!"
Ten days later, in a cave abode on Cloudsky Peak, Gong Chu sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his face brimming with a joyful smile!
After taking two Purple Sun Pills and one Realm-Breaking Pill in succession, he had meditated for seven days, refining their medicinal power, and successfully broken through to the Foundation