Chapter 130: Other Witch Priests

Four days later.

At You Chong Shi, on the open field in the afternoon.

"Eh, right, that's the move."

"Keep it up."

Yu Lin reclined on a lounge chair, and in front of him, two broad‑shouldered, thick‑waisted tribal women, strikingly beautiful in tribal style, were massaging his shoulders and legs.

His gaze fell on Da Yu ahead, who was striking an odd pose.

Da Yu has decent talent; the Witchcraft posture taught today will be mastered by tomorrow. Today his body refinement can't be completed, but after applying some ointment and drinking a potion, he'll be vigorous as a dragon the next day.

Moreover, his Qi is now abundant, almost three times what Yu Lin's was at that time.

Thus Da Yu's four days of cultivation surpass the roughly half‑month cultivation of Qin Zhao, Bai Xiaoxia and others in the modern era.

He not only entered the Late-stage Qi Attraction Realm, but also did so very steadily, showing no signs of a shaky foundation.

As for flood control, Yu Lin originally intended to tell Da Yu directly that "sluicing is better than damming," a key piece of information, but once spoken, it was automatically muted in Da Yu's ears, leaving him only a garbled babble.

After trying various methods and failing to transmit it, Yu Lin gave up, planning to look for another chance to hint to Da Yu.

As for Yu Lin,

He cultivated while resting, and almost refined the Soul of Vampire King, advancing his cultivation into the Night Wandering Realm.

He can let his Soul out of the body at night, travel ten thousand li, and even if his flesh body is destroyed, he can possess another's flesh body to continue living.

Of course, because it is not his original body, he loses any chance of further breakthrough.

Yu Lin thought he would out‑of‑body tonight and go to the Emperor Shun tribe to see what Emperor Shun looks like............

"Yu Lin, Yu Lin!"

While Yu Lin was pondering, Si Linghua's voice came from beside him.

He came running, panting heavily, unable to steady his breath, and hurriedly said:

"The Emperor sent two people over, saying they are witch priests, wanting to ask Wen Ming whether he is willing to continue flood control; if he is, they will stay, and, just as they taught Wen Ming's father, teach him Witchcraft."

"But they heard you are teaching Wen Ming Witchcraft, so they want to meet you!"

He paused there, then whispered, "I think, they just aren't satisfied!"

"So they want to spar with you. Are you going? If you don't, I'll say you're not here."

Damn, he hasn't gone to Emperor Shun yet, and the Emperor has already sent people.

"Wen Ming, keep training; I'm going to see what's happening," Yu Lin sat up, turned his head to give Da Yu a brief instruction, then said to Si Linghua:

"Where are they now? Take me to see."

"Okay, okay," Si Linghua raised her hand and pointed to the place where Da Yu and the others had discussed flood control:

"That's it, let's go."

After more than ten days of trekking over mountains and rivers.

Wu Feng and Wu Jing finally arrived at You Chong Shi.

Wu Feng is a man, robust in build, wearing a dark‑red hemp robe embroidered with odd Runes in black thread.

Most striking is the bone chain around his neck—each bone segment carved with a ferocious beast face, clacking together with a chilling "clack" as he moves.

Wu Jing is a woman; her upper body is hemp clothing, her lower half wrapped in beast hide, revealing only a face covered in tattoos.

The tattoos spread from her forehead down to her neck, shimmering bluish‑black in the sunlight.

Her fingers are unusually long, each joint fitted with a copper ring that jingles when she moves; at her waist hangs an oddly shaped bone knife, its hilt wrapped with a few strands of gray‑white hair.

Although their attire differs, they share one trait—each coils a green snake around the left hand and a red dragon around the right.

In Witchcraft cultivation, female witches are far stronger than male witch priests, which is why witches dominate, but in body refinement, male witch priests surpass female witches.

It's a trade‑off, I suppose.

One excels at ranged casting, the other at close‑quarter durability, so when traveling, it's usually a witch paired with a witch priest.

Of course, if conditions allow, they can be more extravagant.

But as soon as they arrived at You Chong Shi, the two were stunned.

Because every person in You Chong Shi, regardless of age or gender, already has Witchcraft Qi within them!

Where is this? Is this still You Chong Shi? Are we sure we haven't returned to their hometown Wu Xian Guo?!

Even in Wu Xian Guo, Witchcraft isn't for everyone; it requires trials!!

For example, the green snake and red dragon they coil on their left and right hands.

These are spirit‑linked witch familiars, the key for them to communicate with heaven and earth, summon Qi for empowerment and cast Witchcraft!

If the spirit‑linked witch familiar doesn't approve, the Witchcraft cannot be performed!

But.

Wu Feng and Wu Jing also sensed no trace of any spirit‑linked witch familiar in the You Chong Shi tribe, so how did those people learn Witchcraft?!

Perplexed, they entered the You Chong Shi tribe with lingering doubts.

Perhaps they weren't warned in advance.

Si Ping and Si Tang and the other elders were surprised by their arrival and hurried them to the tribal council area.

After they sat down, Si Ping finally spoke:

"Where did the two witch priests come from? Where are they headed?"

Wu Feng spoke slowly, his voice hoarse like dry leaves rubbing: "We come from the You Yu Clan."

"The Emperor sent us to ask whether Gun's son is willing to continue flood control," Wu Jing took over, her voice surprisingly crisp, contrasting sharply with her ferocious appearance:

"If he is willing, the Emperor will permit him to succeed as leader of You Chong Shi."

"We both will stay and teach him Witchcraft."

Si Ping straightened his back at once: "Wen Ming is willing to continue flood control! We have already asked his wishes."

Please inform the Emperor, the Chong Clan will surely devote all our strength to cultivate Wen Ming!

But upon reaching this point, Si Ping's face suddenly showed difficulty, as if he were hesitating whether to speak the next words.

Wu Jing saw this and said:

No need to be troubled; we can guess what you want to say.

Speak.

Si Ping let out a long breath: "Wen Ming already has a master teaching witchcraft..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng and Wu Jing exchanged a glance, and the green snake and red dragon on their hands simultaneously raised their heads.

Wu Feng said in a deep voice: "We need to see him; where is he now?"

"Please wait a moment." Si Ping stood up and walked toward the outside.

At the corner outside, Si Linghua was peeking and looking around.

After the old man gave a few quiet instructions, the boy immediately ran off to a place, and in the blink of an eye he vanished.

Until a moment later.

A figure walked into the house.

Yu Lin, Wu Feng, and Wu Jing gave a slight smile: "Hello."

It was I who taught him.