448: The power of the Ancestral Witches is really useful!

Bu Dan was prostrate on the ground, her backside sticking up high.

Chen Heng and Bai Jun exchanged glances, understanding each other perfectly.

These savages are so easy to fool!

Chen Heng was neither a Witch God nor a Great Witch; he was just a Mortal with the Power of the Ancestral Witch.

But that was enough. Being able to bring these Primal Species, who possessed incredible power, under Chen Heng's command would be of immense help to him and everyone's future.

"Offer me sacrifices that satisfy me, and I will provide you with shelter."

Chen Heng placed his hand on Bu Dan's head, speaking in a condescending tone.

"Follow my will, and your tribe will multiply forever on this land."

Chen Heng himself didn't know how a 'god' should speak, but acting cool would definitely not be wrong.

Sure enough, Bu Dan immediately submitted under Chen Heng's display of power.

"Tell me, what's going on with you two?"

Seeing Bu Dan submit, Chen Heng didn't intend to keep up the pretense; this way of acting cool was too tiring.

He still preferred to be more casual.

"Cough." Bai Jun coughed awkwardly, glancing at Bu Dan, who had raised her head.

"Great Witch God, I did not know this person was your witch slave."

Bu Dan knew Chen Heng had forgiven them and intended to protect them, so her speech relaxed considerably.

It was just that Chen Heng's tone changed too quickly, leaving Bu Dan a bit bewildered.

"He possesses a power completely different from mine. I want to procreate with him."

"That way, my descendants can have the same power as him."

In Bu Dan's understanding, there was no such word as shame; procreation was a perfectly normal thing.

"How do you know that your descendants with him will possess this power?"

Bu Dan's words piqued Chen Heng's interest. Could it be that these Primal Species had the ability to inherit power?

"Because my bone flute totem was inherited from my father, and my father's power was also inherited from his father."

Bu Dan's thought process was simple: power was inherited, and there was no such thing as Acquired effort.

"Please forgive me, Great Witch God, I will no longer covet this god-given power."

After thinking for a moment, Bu Dan added another sentence.

If she had known earlier that Bai Jun belonged to Chen Heng, she wouldn't have dared to bring Bai Jun back, even if it meant her death.

It was fortunate that the Great Witch God was magnanimous; if it had been the Witch God of the Blood Spear Tribe, she, Bu Dan, and the entire Bone Flute Tribe would probably have become nutrients.

Chen Heng glanced at Bai Jun, saying nothing more.

He never interfered with his people's romantic lives, what if Bai Jun truly liked this woman?

She didn't look very old, and she and Bai Jun seemed quite compatible.

Moreover... Chen Heng was also very curious whether the descendants of a Yang Aspect person and a Yin Side person would inherit Totem Power.

"How old are you?"

"Great Witch God, Bu Dan is already fifteen years old, she is an adult warrior!"

Although Bu Dan didn't know why Chen Heng asked this question, she still answered honestly.

Chen Heng's nose twitched; an indescribably strange smell wafted into his nostrils.

Bu Dan probably hadn't bathed since birth; she reeked!

"Where's the spirit gathering furnace?" Chen Heng turned to look at Bai Jun.

"It's in my dragon skin pouch, I always carry it." Bai Jun pulled the spirit gathering furnace out of his dragon skin pouch.

"Lend it to me." Chen Heng flung open the lid, awakening the Ancestral Shaman of Water, Gonggong's power within him.

Clear water appeared out of nowhere, quickly filling the spirit gathering furnace.

The power of the ancestral shaman of fire, Zhurong, was awakened, and an orange-red flame burned at the bottom of the furnace.

"Call some women from your tribe and have them thoroughly wash you."

"I understand, Great Witch God." Bu Dan nodded, then turned and went out to find a few female savages she knew.

"Big Brother Chen, what are you doing?" Bai Jun looked at his spirit gathering furnace with some heartache.

Although the spirit gathering furnace was nominally Chen Heng's, it had long been used by Bai Jun.

"To wash that girl Bu Dan; she stinks."

Chen Heng rubbed his nose. Ever since he came to the Yin Side of the World, his nose had suffered a lot.

With all sorts of strange smells and the yin wind, he felt like he was about to get rhinitis.

"Then couldn't you use something else...?" Bai Jun grumbled a few times, but didn't say much more.

"Look at you, so stingy. That girl Bu Dan might be your future wife."

Chen Heng rolled his eyes, replying to Bai Jun exasperatedly.

Bu Dan looked dark-skinned, but her figure and bone structure were both excellent.

Moreover, she was very healthy and possessed Totem Power.

However, whether the two would end up together was up to them; Chen Heng had no intention of interfering.

"I wouldn't marry a savage..." Bai Jun grumbled again.

As Bai Jun was about to say something more, Bu Dan entered with several older women.

"Clean yourselves thoroughly, and have everyone in your tribe clean themselves thoroughly."

After learning that there was a settlement of Black Witch Gods nearby, Chen Heng decided to stay here for a while.

Since he was going to live there, the environment certainly couldn't be too bad; at least the air needed to be fresher.

Looking at the spirit gathering furnace, which continuously poured out warm, clear water, the women beside Bu Dan widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

"This, this is clear water?" One of the women stepped forward, cupped the bathwater, and drank it.

"Hmm?" Chen Heng was momentarily stunned. Was clear water that rare?

"Great Witch God, please forgive their ignorance." Seeing Chen Heng's confusion, Bu Dan immediately came over to explain.

"All the clear water sources around here are occupied by the Blood Spear Tribe. Small tribes like ours, without a Witch God's protection, can only live here."

"But relying on the muddy water from the swamps in the Forest of Death, we can still barely survive."

Bu Dan clenched her fists, seemingly blaming herself for not being able to provide her people with a good living environment.

"This Blood Spear Tribe is quite interesting, huh." Chen Heng rubbed his chin, becoming a little interested in the Blood Spear Tribe.

Or rather, he was interested in the Witch God who protected the Blood Spear Tribe.

Black Witch God could increase the ancestor shaman totem progress by 1% to 3%. He wondered how much a Witch God with followers could increase it.

He currently had two main priorities: one was to find all his people.

The second was to find a way to activate the power of Zhu Jiuyin , Ancestral Witch of Time.

Only then could he Transmigrate through time to see what that damned 'root' was all about.

But before that, Chen Heng needed to clear out the surrounding Black Witch Gods a bit.

Even a small mosquito is still meat; increasing the progress by even one percent was good.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng took Bai Jun out of the Clan Chief's grass hut, found an empty space, and awakened the power of the Ancestral Shaman of Earth, Houtu, within him.

He planned to build a 'small' house that people could live in here.

"The Ancestral Shaman of Earth is so convenient, able to build a building anytime, anywhere."

With a wave of Chen Heng's hand, an exquisite three-story small building rose from the ground, complete with all the furniture inside.

If Houtu knew that Chen Heng was using her Power of the Ancestral Witch in such a way, she would probably be so angry she'd turn Chen Heng into a beggar's chicken.