Chapter 2155: The Secret of the Ju Ju Bao Pen, Pursuit!

Several streaks of light flashed across the void!

"Can't this body of yours shrink?" At this very moment, He Pingsheng sat perched on the left shoulder of the massive Hong Wubo!

From afar, he looked just like a divine pet.

No, He Pingsheng didn't even seem the size of an insect.

"It can be done, Young Master!" Hong Wubo replied: "However, I must employ a secret art to become the same size as you, and it cannot be sustained for long!"

"However, once one's cultivation reaches the Witch King realm, one can freely change one's size at will!"

He Pingsheng understood.

For the Witch Clan to shrink is just as difficult as it is for ordinary beings to grow large.

He Pingsheng, sitting on Hong Wubo's shoulder, glanced back at the three streaks of light following behind, then waved a hand; a barrier condensed from a Dao technique enveloped his and Hong Wubo's heads inside.

Not including Hong Wubo's body.

This thing can isolate Divine Sense and divine power from prying.

"Hong Wubo, I have a few questions for you!"

"Alright!" Hong Wubo said: "Young Master, please ask; whatever I know, I will tell you!"

"Hmm..." He Pingsheng had been holding this in for a long time; he let out a light breath, then asked: "Earlier, I saw your brother have each of us condense two drops of essence blood for him; that basin in his hand looks almost exactly the same as basins in other Witch Clan places!"

"I want to ask, is there something special about this basin?"

"Why are they exactly the same?"

The key point is, this thing looks almost exactly the same as He Pingsheng's Ju Ju Bao Pen in appearance!

He wouldn't say it was one hundred percent suspicious, but it was ninety-nine percent close.

Now that Hong Wubo had become his servant, He Pingsheng only now dared to ask.

This was also one of the reasons he was willing to expend a Love Transfer Talisman to capture a divine servant of little use, and the most important reason at that.

"Young Master... have you seen basins in other places?" Hong Wubo asked with a face full of curiosity.

She even seemed a little excited.

He Pingsheng nodded: "I just said, I've seen them in other Witch Clan tribes!"

"No..." Hong Wubo asked: "Young Master, outside the Witch Clan, have you ever seen this basin?"

He Pingsheng shook his head calmly and said: "I have not!"

"Oh..." Hong Wubo said with some disappointment: "I thought Young Master had seen this basin before!"

Having said that, she paused slightly, not rushing to speak.

He Pingsheng didn't rush to urge her either.

He sat cross-legged on Hong Wubo's shoulder, eyes closed, nurturing his spirit.

After about a dozen breaths or so, Hong Wubo organized her words and said: "Young Master, actually I don't know much either; it's all what I heard from my brother and the Grand Elder!"

"They said our Witch Clan originally had an especially powerful treasure, named the Treasure Gathering Immortal Basin!"

He Pingsheng was calm as water on the surface, but inside his heart a storm had long since risen: Holy shit, sure enough, sure enough... it really is connected to the Treasure Gathering Immortal Basin!

"This basin originated from our Witch Clan's 【Fire God Tribe】; it's said a lowly Witch person of the God General realm obtained it by chance!"

"Relying on this basin, he rose rapidly!"

"Cultivation speed advanced a thousand li a day, then the clan discovered clues!"

"Under the Grand Elder's coercion and inducement, the little Witch handed over the Treasure Gathering Immortal Basin!"

"But the problem is, only he could use this Ju Ju Bao Pen; when the clan wanted to use it, the little Witch had to be the one to operate it!"

"Once, after getting the basin, the little Witch fled!"

"This matter quickly alarmed the entire tribe; countless people went to intercept and kill!"

"In the end, this little Witch and the Ju Ju Bao Pen vanished from then on, never leaving any trace again!"

"Young Master, that's all I know!"

"Oh!" He Pingsheng nodded.

His pupils shrank slightly as he asked: "Then... what kind of treasure is this basin exactly?"

"That I don't know!" Hong Wubo said: "The clan has no relevant information; my brother and the Grand Elder didn't say either!"

"Hmm... I myself find it hard to gauge this treasure's grade, but some speculate it surpasses the ninth grade, at minimum it's a Sacred Artifact on the same level as the Seven Curses Scripture!"

"Some also say this Ju Ju Bao Pen can condense a kind of spirit liquid for cultivation!"

"The specifics I don't know!"

"Later, this matter came to the Witch Emperor's knowledge; the Witch Emperor ordered countless identical basins made and distributed to every clan member!"

"On one hand, to let everyone recognize our Witch Clan's treasure, so they wouldn't fail to recognize it later!"

"On the other hand, to test outsiders; if someone sees this basin and reveals a strange expression, they are to be seized and interrogated at the first opportunity!"

He Pingsheng:..........

Good fellow, what a familiar routine.

Good thing this old man's mental fortitude is superb, otherwise I'd have given myself away!

However, He Pingsheng carefully recalled.

Back then, he had also seen the scene of this Ju Ju Bao Pen in the depths of his consciousness.

A hunted God General died, and his body merged with the Ju Ju Bao Pen into one, forming a small world — that was He Pingsheng's path here: the Immortal Realm.

So it seems, that God General back then was a little Witch from the Witch Clan's Fire God Tribe.

Hiss hiss hiss...

That is to say, the first place Senior Brother Wang Dun and I landed after ascending to the God Realm should have been the Witch Clan.

Then the two each used a divine talisman to teleport away; Wang Dun landed in the Seven Mansions Divine Kingdom, while He Pingsheng landed in the Xia Family within the Tianxie Divine Continent under the Yao Guang Divine Kingdom.

Everything is fate, after all.

I didn't expect Old Master to come again today.

But there's no need to be afraid; the Witch Tribe's Witch Emperor probably doesn't have Divine Sense either, so it's impossible for him to notice me.

He Pingsheng's heart raced, and he suddenly lifted his head.

It's getting dark!

In the void, an incomparably huge hand suddenly descended from the heavens, crashing down toward him and Hong Wubo.

"Oh no..."

He Pingsheng let out a loud shout, his body shooting rapidly off Hong Wubo's shoulder and flying into the void.

Boom...

In the next moment, all of his divine power was channeled into the Five Journeys Army Umbrella.

The sky-covering, sun-blocking great umbrella instantly unfurled.

In the next moment, that enormous hand slammed hard onto He Pingsheng's great umbrella.

With that blow, He Pingsheng and Hong Wubo's bodies rapidly fell downward.

But He Pingsheng reacted in time—the Five Journeys Army Umbrella unfurled and managed to block the force of that strike.

"God Venerable Realm..." From the force just now, He Pingsheng sensed the opponent's extraordinariness.

He raised his head.

The giant hand in the void vanished, and in the next moment, a towering giant suddenly appeared.

This person stood a thousand zhang tall, with a slender build, wearing a red Daoist robe, one hand behind her back, the other making a grasping motion toward He Pingsheng, her expression extremely arrogant.

It turned out to be a woman of the Witch Tribe.

"Grand Elder..." Hong Wubo saw this woman and immediately dropped to his knees with a plop.

Ah?

He Pingsheng gaped: Holy shit...

No way!

This woman is Hong Wubo's Grand Elder, the former master.

Secretly turning one's own disciple into a female slave?

I thought it was some lecherous old man, but it's actually a woman.

Hmm... not bad-looking.

Too bad... she probably has some questionable tastes.

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