The Witch Clan's Clan Chief, Shi Chengjun, was delighted to see Xu Qingtong and could not resist teasing him. "Grand Elder, it's been years. Where have you been off enjoying yourself?"
"Clan Chief, I went to Central Province. That's exactly what I came to speak to you about!" Xu Qingtong said.
"Oh? You went to Central Province?"
"Yes. I've found a way back to Central Province. I came today first to bid you farewell, and second to ask a favor of you, Clan Chief!" Xu Qingtong said.
Shi Chengjun's expression immediately turned serious. He pondered for a long time before looking up at Xu Qingtong. "Qingtong, must you leave? You could accomplish something here in Qing-Bing Land by cultivating the Shamanic Arts!"
Xu Qingtong shook his head. "Clan Chief, Qing-Bing Land is indeed suitable for our clan's development. I also believe one can reach the Witch Sage Realm here. But what comes after the Witch Sage Realm? To reach higher cultivation, we'll have to venture out eventually!"
Shi Chengjun fell silent for a moment before saying, "Qingtong, speaking for myself, I don't want you to leave! With you here, the Witch Clan could grow stronger more quickly!"
"Clan Chief, the Witch Clan is already on the right track. Growing stronger is only a matter of time. Gloomwind Valley excels at pill refinement and can support the Witch Clan, with the Witch Clan supporting it in turn! Within a hundred years, Qing and Bing Provinces will surely become far stronger, no longer fear Ghost Cultivators stirring up trouble, and become a haven of peace."
"Qingtong, since you're determined to leave, I won't stop you," Shi Chengjun said. "I hope you'll put the Witch Clan's greater interests first and never let our clan's cultivation techniques spread outside!"
Xu Qingtong said solemnly, "Clan