Chapter 669: Anlan: Reporting Xiao Shi for Using Hacks

Gonggong carried the momentum of pressing forward, like a heroic War God, charging toward Buzhou Mountain.

The magnitude of that power was extremely rare; it could be said that no Innate Sacred could easily stop it.

And the vastness of Buzhou Mountain was such that one could not see the end at a glance; it could be said that it nurtured the majority of Postnatal Honghuang living beings.

Once any damage occurred to Buzhou Mountain, the disaster it would bring would undoubtedly be immense.

In the process of Gonggong's angry charge, his inner thoughts were actually multifaceted; he had already regretted it the moment he rushed out.

It was just losing once, so why bother crashing into Buzhou Mountain to prove his resolve? It was all the fault of this damned pride acting up.

He glanced back from the corner of his eye and saw that the other eleven brothers had not moved, and he couldn't help but feel anxious: why didn't they pull him back or stop him?

"Too impulsive," Gonggong thought to himself, yet his body continued to charge forward automatically.

This couldn't be blamed on the other Ancestral Witches; who knew Gonggong would be so reckless, saying he would crash into Buzhou Mountain and doing it without the slightest hesitation?

Everyone was an Ancestral Witch; who could stop you instantly when you ran that fast?

At the critical moment, Xuanzang used the Golden Light of Earth-Crossing to intercept Gonggong a step ahead, blasting him back with a Great Might Heavenly Dragon Fist.

Gonggong retreated two steps and shouted angrily:

"Don't stop me! The dignity of the Ancestral Witches must not be insulted because of me."

Xuanzang waved his hand and said, "Gonggong, I didn't stop you; don't get excited."

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences, but if you continue like this, the Ancestral Witches will truly lose face."

At this moment, Houtu arrived, tearing through the air, and directly scolded him:

"Elder brother, it's just losing once. You are acting so recklessly; it is too shameful to Father God."

"You must know, what are the consequences of crashing into this Buzhou Mountain with your Ancestral Witch body? If this Pillar of Heaven collapses, how many living beings will perish because of it?"

Houtu had long since understood the cause and effect; the sins borne by the Ancestral Witches were too great. In the Witch-Demon Struggle, no matter the result, the final outcome would be to withdraw from the world.

Think about Buzhou Mountain collapsing and the Pillar of Heaven breaking; how many living beings would be Devoured? That Karma would all be counted on the Witch Clan.

Although Houtu was a younger sister, her majesty was not inferior to the eldest Ancestral Witch, Dijiang.

Upon hearing this, Gonggong's momentum weakened, and he said, "Little sister Houtu, I am your elder brother. Is it really okay for you to speak to me like this?"

"What is there to be okay or not okay about? If you act recklessly again, I will have our elder brother lock you in Pangu Temple for one hundred thousand years without permission to come out," Houtu said.

"..."

Gonggong was silent; as it happened, he didn't actually want to crash into Buzhou Mountain that much.

He then looked at Xuanzang and laughed, "Hahaha, as expected of the person little sister Houtu has taken a fancy to; truly extraordinary. Since you are my sister's friend, you are my, Gonggong's, friend."

"Hehe, that is very good," Xuanzang said.

He had almost thought that Gonggong crashing into Buzhou Mountain was going to happen early; fortunately, it was just a farce.

If he had really crashed into Buzhou Mountain and punched a hole in the sky, he didn't know who would come to mend it.

Afterwards, Houtu introduced Xuanzang and his group to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and of course, to the siblings Nuwa and Fuxi.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stood together, and their mere aura caused the heavens and earth to lose their color.

Moreover, except for Houtu and the Rain Ancestral Witch Xuanming, the other Ancestral Witches were basically strange in appearance, more ferocious than fierce beasts.

As for the appearance of the Ancestral Witches, each one had more or less multiple forms.

For example, Gonggong possessed a python, a Heilong, and a human-like body, with python heads coiled around his arms and waist.

Or take Zhurong, who had the head of an indescribable fierce beast, a human-like body, fire snakes darting from his ears, a full body of fire armor, and fire dragons that would occasionally emerge from behind him to Devour the sky.

The Ancestral Witch of Beasts, Dijiang, had a body similar to a Qilin, but with six legs and four wings, and no face—it was very Weird.

The Rain Ancestral Witch Xuanming, like Houtu at the beginning, had a human body and a snake tail, which looked acceptable.

Xuanzang had already accepted these sights.

After all, in the current world, the Human Race had not yet appeared, and all things in heaven and earth naturally grew as they pleased; there was no such thing as the Human Race being the Innate Dao Embryo, making it easier to cultivate and comprehend.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had different temperaments, but Xuanzang had earned their respect with his strength; after all, how could an existence capable of defeating Gonggong in power be weak?

As for Anlan, Wang Wu, and Xiao Shi, they were trembling.

Qing'er was fine; in order to cultivate the strongest Sword Dao, she feared no Ancestral Witch and even fought a match with the Fire Ancestral Witch Zhurong.

The Ancestral Witches were strong in their physical bodies; because their Primordial Spirit was innately incomplete, it was difficult for them to comprehend the heavens and earth, so they followed their hearts to use various divine abilities and precious arts.

But the Ancestral Witches did not need divine abilities; their Flesh alone was enough to crush most living beings.

Moreover, within the bloodline inheritance of the Ancestral Witches, Witchcraft could also summon wind and rain, similar to the divine abilities and spells of the Immortal path.

The battle between Qing'er and Zhurong ended in a draw.

With the Zhu Xian Sword in hand, plus Qing'er's peerless Sword Dao, it could be said that one sword broke ten thousand Laws.

Even though Zhurong's Ancestral Witch body was tough, he still felt waves of stinging pain.

Therefore, Gonggong also managed to regain some face, taking the opportunity to mock Zhurong for being unable to take down Qing'er.

Then, the two Ancestral Witches almost started fighting again.

Besides that, when the Time Ancestral Witch Zhujiuyin saw Xuanzang and Xiao Shi, his pupils suddenly turned the color of Chaos, and the power of the Time Law overflowed, as if he had seen something incredible.

However, when faced with the questioning of the others, Zhujiuyin could not describe the existence he had seen.

At night, the bonfire was bright.

Suddenly, the hospitable Twelve Ancestral Witches, in order to entertain Xuanzang and Qing'er's group, specifically went to catch several fierce beasts of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

"Xuanzang, we Ancestral Witches have nothing else, but there is plenty of meat; don't be polite, just eat," Gonggong said loudly.

After speaking, he started eating a Great Luo-level bird-type fierce beast, tearing off its wings.

Zhurong also caught a Great Luo-level ox-like fierce beast for Qing'er; after all, this was an existence that could fight him to a draw, and only in this way could he show the presence of an Ancestral Witch.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches started eating together; that scene could truly be called a gluttonous feast.

Only Anlan, Xiao Shi, and Wang Wu felt their scalps tingling; it was too brutal.

Nuwa and Fuxi's faces were as white as paper; would these Twelve Ancestral Witches accidentally eat them?

Houtu originally wanted to stop them, but this had already become a habit for the Ancestral Witches, and it was difficult to change in an instant.

"Shi Laoliu, don't you like eating meat? What are your thoughts now?" Anlan transmitted his voice.

Shi Hao was also stirred within, his little heart trembling non-stop, and he replied:

"I like eating it cooked! This is too bloody."

"I want to vomit..." Wang Wu transmitted her voice; she had been holding it in the whole time.

The life of the Ancestral Witches was too wild, too primitive!

Demon Lord Chonglou tried his best to look calm and composed; as the Supreme of the Demon Realm, what great storms and waves had he not seen?

Xuanzang and Qing'er did not open their mouths, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches also discovered something was wrong, so they said:

"Why aren't you eating? This kind of fierce beast is currently the highest grade around us Ancestral Witches; I estimate that if we keep eating them, they will be gone in at most ten thousand years."

"..." Houtu.

"Xiao Shi, set up the pot!"

Xuanzang did not explain, but suddenly said to Xiao Shi?

Shi Hao's body stiffened, he looked at Xuanzang in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice:

"Brother Xuanzang, can I do it?"

"Of course you can, roast them!" Xuanzang said.

"But they are too big, I cannot break their defenses," Shi Hao said.

"Qing'er, lend me a sword," Xuanzang said.

"..." Qing'er.

Although she was a bit speechless, Qing'er still took out the Zhu Xian Sword.

"The Zhu Xian Sword is an Innate Dharma Treasure, its offensive power is peerless under heaven, and it is sufficient to cut through the flesh of a Daluo-level being," Xuanzang said.

Shi Hao's eyes shone brightly; he picked up the Zhu Xian Sword and looked at the Daluo-level fierce beast on the ground that had long since lost its life fluctuations. He saw the sword light flicker, and in the blink of an eye, these fierce beasts were gutted and deboned.

Xiao Shi's technique was too practiced; the entire cutting process had no hesitation or sloppiness at all.

When Qing'er saw this scene, she had not expected that one day her Zhu Xian Sword would actually become a kitchen knife.

Sigh!

However, Daluo-level roasted meat is indeed a great supplement that can rapidly improve one's cultivation, worth ten million years of bitter practice.

Shi Hao took out the Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron again, placed these roasted meats into it, and added the spiritual water of Shicun Mountain Spring.

To cook Daluo-level roasted meat, ordinary flames will not work; even if they burned for ten million years, they would not be able to bring it to a boil.

"Ancestral Witch Zhurong, lend me some fire, not too big," Xuanzang said.

"??" Zhurong.

Zhurong was a bit confused, but he still spat out a mouthful of flame.

Xuanzang placed this flame, which contained the Original Law of Fire, under the Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron, but the power of the flame was too strong; it was simply not something the Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron could withstand. If it continued, this Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron might explode.

"This cauldron isn't even an Immortal Artifact, so how could it withstand such terrifying flames?" Anlan said in a low voice.

"Ancestral Witch Gonggong, lend me a stream of water to pour into the cauldron," Xuanzang said calmly.

"Fine."

Gonggong mobilized the Original Law of Water, condensing a stream of water to pour into the cauldron.

The remaining Ancestral Witches were like onlookers, not speaking, watching curiously.

Water and fire are incompatible, let alone Gonggong's Law of Water and Zhurong's Law of Fire; as soon as the two forces met, they began to compete fiercely, neither giving an inch to the other.

And the Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron hummed, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Shi Hao was a bit nervous; the current situation was simply not something he could control.

Xuanzang injected a strand of golden magic power into the Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron; this was the Source Power of his Nameless Cultivation Method.

The Nameless Ancient Scroll cultivation method gifted by the Great Heavenly Venerable Houtu was profound and extraordinary, possessing incredible and even Karma-subverting power; because he practiced this method, Xuanzang would possess different abilities from other cultivators at every realm.

Accompanied by Xuanzang's intervention, the two originally irreconcilable Laws gradually calmed down, reaching a balance point, and even merging into one another.

Fire within water, water within fire!

The few people looked into the cauldron and saw two rays of light transform into swimming fish chasing and playing, finally turning into black and white yin and yang, ultimately becoming a pot of delicious and unique Daluo stew, with a golden pillar of light shooting straight into the sky.

"Incredible!" the Ancestral Witch Dijiang sighed.

"Indeed, water and fire have actually merged," the Thunder Witch Ancestor Qiangliang agreed.

Gonggong and Zhurong looked at each other, but immediately looked away; neither thought much of the other.

After the baptism of the water and fire Laws and the nurturing of the Daluo meat, this Ancestral Sacrificial Cauldron also underwent a transformation; its surface was rich with immortal light, constantly emitting profound fluctuations, and it had clearly become an Immortal Cauldron.

Moreover, its grade was not low, and it even possessed the possibility of continuous upgrades.

This was tempered by the Ancestral Witches' Original Laws of Water and Fire and nurtured by the essence of Daluo fierce beast meat; how many Dharma Treasures could have such an opportunity?

"In the future, I fear this cauldron will become an Immortal Emperor Weapon that dominates the ages."

Anlan said, his tone slightly sour, his scalp tingling with envy.

"?? Emperor Weapon?" Shi Hao was stunned; he hadn't thought that much about it.

"So fragrant!"

Zhurong said loudly; his voice hummed like a gong or drum.

"It is indeed very fragrant," Xuanming nodded.

Shi Hao began to add some special seasonings to make this stewed meat in the cauldron even more delicious.

To be honest, looking across the myriad worlds, who else could be like him, using a great cauldron to stew Daluo-level fierce beasts at the age of thirty?

Even the source of Weirdness, the Ancestor of Darkness, didn't have his "courage"!

At the same time, Houtu began to explain, saying:

"Brothers, it is time for us Ancestral Witches to improve our diet. We cannot continue to Devour our prey directly as before; while that is certainly quick, it lacks the process of savoring."

Gonggong scratched his head and said, "Is there any difference, Sister Houtu?"

"..." Houtu.

After some careful preparation, Xiao Shi solemnly served everyone a portion of secret-recipe stone-roasted meat.

Gonggong, Zhurong, as well as Qiangliang, Rushou, and Ancestral Witch Tianwu, although only watching, had tears of frustration subconsciously flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Why was this thing so fragrant? It had hooked out all their gluttony.

Zhujiuyin, however, was the first to snatch a big bite of the roasted meat; the moment it entered his mouth, that wonderful sensation made him feel as if he had seen Father God Pangu.

Gonggong and Zhurong cursed in anger!

They hurriedly rushed to snatch it too, fearing they would be too late!

This piece of Daluo-level roasted meat was snatched clean by the Ancestral Witches in the span of a few breaths.

Xuanzang had originally intended for Xiao Shi to cook it thoroughly before eating, but he never expected that before they could even eat, it would be snatched away by the Ancestral Witches.

Zhujiuyin's expression was sacred as he looked at Xiao Shi and said earnestly, "Although you, this living being, are weak beyond measure, you are actually able to make rations become so delicious. I am very fond of you. Are you willing to always do this for me?"

"If you are willing, I will transform you into a Great Witch and grant you the source Ancestral Blood of an Ancestral Witch."

"What?" Xiao Shi asked in confusion, not yet realizing the gravity of the situation.

A single drop of source Ancestral Witch Ancestral Blood is enough to forge a Daluo-level Ancestral Witch.

Famous Great Witches of the Witch Clan, such as Xingtian, Houyi, Jiuying, Chiyou, Jiu Feng, and Kuafu, are basically all Daluo-level and are also the top combat power of the Witch-Demon War.

Moreover, Great Witches possess the possibility of evolving upward; with enough Ancestral Blood, they can also become new Ancestral Witches.

And if Xiao Shi accepted, he could completely blaze a new trail to become a new Daluo-level Huang Tiandi.

"Damn, this is cheating!"

Anlan is no fool; naturally, he knows the miraculous nature of Ancestral Blood.

If Shi Laoliu were to agree, wouldn't he take off immediately?

He hated himself for not having a good craft.

"Zhujiuyin, so you have Ancestral Blood. As long as you follow me, little thing, I, Gonggong, will give you two drops of Ancestral Blood," Gonggong said loudly.

"Tch, two drops of Ancestral Blood? Is that it? I'll give three..." Zhurong retorted.

"Is it really okay for you all to be like this?"

Xuanming said, then looked at Xiao Shi:

"Little brother, as long as you follow me, in the future when I create a Witch Clan tribe, you will be the leader of my Witch Clan!"

"Xuanming, you are even more cunning," Zhujiuyin said bluntly.

Apparently, at this moment, Xiao Shi had become a treasure to the Ancestral Witches?

And Xiao Shi looked at the "brothers and sisters" beside him who seemed like they wanted to eat him; they were truly too enthusiastic.