Blood of the Witch God, Fairy in Painting

Within the Dark Abyss, a man and a woman sat steadily on the high seats of the grand hall.

Below, the seven Supreme Witch Clan members of the Human Realm, led by the Witch King, stood respectfully in the hall, straight and unmoving.

“Two sirs, since the Witch Clan’s decline in the Immortal Dao during the Primordial Era, we have had no chance to rise again.”

“Fortunately, Heaven has shown mercy, allowing us to contact the Upper Realm Immortals and Witches. We ask the two Divine Messengers to help our Witch Clan dominate the world once more.”

The seven Supreme Witch Clan members spoke one after another, their tones respectful, much like Mortals praying to gods.

The Witch Clan Divine Maiden remained expressionless, merely scanning the Supremes in the hall with her calm eyes, feeling utterly disappointed.

Born with a heaven-sent advantage as rulers of the world, and you’ve managed to mess it up like this. Truly a disgrace to the Witch Clan.

However, thinking that she still needed to use these people, she reined herself in a little.

But the Wu Clan God Child, who had come with her, gave a cold laugh and said:

“How dare you trash talk yourselves? You’ve been complacent and unmotivated, and your current predicament is entirely your own fault.”

As he spoke, a fierce Aura erupted from his body.

Though he was only at the Body Integration Realm, his Aura firmly suppressed the seven Supreme Witch Clan members of the Human Realm.

This powerful strength made everyone tremble with fear. Was this the power of an Upper Realm Cultivator?

So strong!

The seven Supremes’ hair stood on end. These two were merely a Divine Child and a Divine Maiden; their Protectors, who escorted them, were even stronger than them.

Their Aura was more Advanced than theirs, likely that of Immortals.

Any one of them could easily defeat them.

The Wu Clan God Child retracted his Aura, replacing it with a benevolent expression, completely different from before.

“However, since you possess the Witch Clan Bloodline, you naturally cannot fall behind.”

“I have come to the Lower Realm by the command of the Old Ancestor of our clan, to revitalize our Witch Clan.”

“After all, if none of you Ascend, others might think our Witch Clan can’t afford to Ascend,” he said in a condescending tone, as if bestowing a favor.

The seven Supreme Witch Clan members dared not retort, only bowing their heads in affirmation.

“We ask the two Divine Messengers to help our Witch Clan.”

“Of course,” the Wu Clan God Child said.

Then, he took out seven blood-colored stone tablets.

Each one was engraved with peculiar patterns: Vicious Beasts with gaping maws, surging oceans, and nameless abysses like black whirlpools, bottomless.

Each tablet was imbued with the unique Aura of the Witch Clan; merely gazing upon one would diminish one’s clarity of mind by a third.

Soul-stirring!

The seven Supreme Witch Clan members only glanced at them, and their entire beings were drawn in.

Fortunately, their cultivation was profound, and they did not remain lost for long.

“Divine Child, this is?”

The Wu Clan God Child chuckled:

“This is called the Wu God Stele, a Divine Artifact refined by our Witch Clan Old Ancestor for Bloodline transformation.”

“Take these seven steles, one for each of you, back to your territories. On the night of the full moon, when the stars fill the sky, perform the sacrificial ritual. Our clan’s Ancestor will bestow the Witch Clan Divine Blood through the Wu God Stele to aid your transformation.”

He spoke very eloquently, even invoking the name of the Witch Clan’s Ancestor.

The seven Supremes had no doubts. In fact, from the moment the stele was first produced, they could no longer harbor any suspicion.

A subconscious suggestion had been planted in their minds.

Their brief period of confusion, followed by the recovery of their senses, was all a trick.

The Witch King excitedly said, “Divine Child, can this truly transform our clan?”

The Wu Clan God Child said coldly, “Hmph, would I lie to you?”

“We wouldn’t dare, Divine Child, please forgive us.”

The seven Supremes said in low voices, their tones still revealing surprise.

The Upper Realm Old Ancestor is truly kind; they have no blood relation to us, yet they help us so much. What good people!

“If you understand, then hurry. Half a month from now, on the night of the full moon, will be the best time for the sacrifice. You understand the most primitive sacrificial ritual of the Witch Clan, right?”

“We understand.”

The seven Supreme Witch Clan members nodded.

The most primitive sacrificial power of the Witch Clan: Blood Sacrifice.

And not just an ordinary Blood Sacrifice; it had to be a Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice!

Gathering the blood of ten thousand races into a sea of blood, burning incense and praying, attracting the heavens, using the Qi and blood of ten thousand races as a guide. To achieve the effect, the number of each species had to reach ninety-nine million, nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, and for Yin and Yang harmony, males and females had to be captured in pairs.

This was the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice, which harmed heavenly harmony.

When the Witch Clan was powerful, the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice was extremely prevalent.

The myriad races of the world had suffered under the Witch Clan for a long time, which is why the Human, Demon, and Devil races united to encircle and suppress the Witch Clan.

A common enemy!

“Then why aren’t you going quickly?” the Wu Clan God Child said.

“As you command.”

With that, the seven Supreme Witch Clan members each took a Wu God Stele and left joyfully.

Little did they know, a disaster awaited them.

After the seven Supreme Witch Clan members left, the Wu Clan God Child sneered, “A bunch of ants, truly disgracing our Witch Clan.”

“Still thinking pie will fall from the sky, how naive!”

“A race that only knows how to pray for heaven’s protection does not deserve to exist in this world,” the Witch Clan Divine Maiden, who had been silent, also spoke at the opportune moment.

Neither sad nor joyful, her tone held no trace of pity.

She said to the attendant behind her:

“How long have we been out, and how many drops of Wu God’s Blood have we collected in total?”

“Replying to Divine Maiden, since eighty years ago, when our Witch Clan Prophet made a prophecy that a great calamity was approaching for our Witch Clan, we descended to collect Wu God’s Blood.”

“We have traveled through 782 Human Realms. Several Witch God Realms saw through our scheme and did not sacrifice the Wu God Stele, so we couldn’t have them refine it. To this day, we have only collected 723 drops of Wu God’s Blood.”

The Witch Clan Divine Maiden frowned, “Is that so little?”

“I hope it’s enough,” she said.

All Witch Clan members are descendants of the Wu God. In other words, as long as one is a Witch Clan member, they possess Wu God’s Blood.

As time passed, the Wu God’s Blood in Witch Clan members became more diluted, and some even intermarried with other races, mixing in other Bloodlines.

Now, even in the Immortal Realm, there are no pure Witch Clan members left.

Their purpose in coming here was to extract and refine Wu God’s Blood from the Witch Clan of the Human Realm as raw material.

And the Wu God’s Blood would be used to create pure-blooded Witch Clan members. Only pure Witch Clan members could unlock the Treasure Trove left by the Wu God, and even achieve Bloodline atavism to become true Wu Gods.

In the Witch Clan Prophet’s prophecy, only the Wu God could lead the Witch Clan out of the crisis of extinction.

“We will adapt to whatever comes our way. We will definitely collect enough Wu God’s Blood and welcome the Wu God.”

The Wu Clan God Child smiled.

However, the Divine Maiden ignored him and silently left the place.

He wanted to reach out and stop her, but after a moment’s thought, he decided it was better to let nature take its course. He believed that as long as he persevered, she would surely understand his true feelings!

Within the Wu Clan God Child’s Sea of Consciousness, a flickering human figure floated.

Seeing the Wu Clan God Child’s clumsy courtship techniques, the figure sighed inwardly, even dogs would shake their heads at this.

He couldn’t help but shake his head and say:

“Boy, you’re too timid. What kind of behavior is this, being so indecisive? If you like her, go after her. What kind of skill is it to hide it and not dare to speak?”

“You don’t understand. What I pursue is communication from heart to heart, that feeling of perfect understanding without words, do you comprehend?”

“Fool, I think what that little girl said is right, you should just cut off your dick.”

“Putting that aside, Senior, did you say there’s a secret Treasure Trove left by the Wu God in this realm?”

“Heh heh, would I lie to you? Back then, I was a great Protector who followed Lord Wu God closely. I know everything about Lord Wu God.”

“Please, Senior, assist me.”

“Of course, you have the Wu God’s Mark, you are the one chosen by the Wu God. I will naturally assist you.”

After reaching an agreement with the soul-shadow in his Sea of Consciousness, the Wu Clan God Child left the Dark Abyss alone.

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On the other side, the Witch Clan Divine Maiden returned to her boudoir.

Having shed her disguise, she no longer held any cold allure. From the brocade and silk sleeves of her luxurious robes, she pulled out a painting and eagerly unrolled the scroll.

Upon seeing the woman in the painting, her eyes unconsciously revealed a dreamy expression.

In the painting, there was a beautiful woman with a delicate head and moth-like eyebrows, a charming smile, captivating eyes, and bright teeth, exuding a subtle beauty, dignified and noble.

The woman in the painting bore a high resemblance to the Witch Clan Divine Maiden. The only difference was that the woman in the painting was more serene than her, and her eyes were clearer.

Yes, the woman in the painting had clear eyes.

Whereas the Witch Clan Divine Maiden’s eyes were full of desire, a stark contrast.

“Sister, how much longer until you can come out?”

She said shyly, wishing she could immediately rush into the painting to reunite with her sister, to be close to her sister. Just thinking of that embarrassing scene made her thighs tense.

I only need my sister; I don’t need anything else.

“It’s hard to say. At least a year or two, at most thirty to fifty years. I will come out once I have fully comprehended the Immortal Legacy in the painting.”

“Sister, I…”

“I miss you a little,” she said sweetly.

The woman in the painting was a little helpless. Her younger sister was too clingy, and even… sigh.

“No more talking. I am at a critical point in receiving the Legacy.”

As soon as her voice fell, the woman in the painting disappeared.

Only the Witch Clan Divine Maiden remained, gazing Stupid at the painting, a silly smile on her face.

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While the Witch Clan members descended to the Lower Realm, the assessment for the Hundred Flowers Saintess also concluded.

Without any surprise, Jiang Lanzhi secured first place and became the Saintess.

Xiao Fan felt a little emotional. Among the women he had intimately interacted with, Su Yiyun and Ji Qingxue were both Saintesses, and now Jiang Lanzhi had also become a Saintess.

Three Saintesses. It is well known that Saintesses are female. If you combine the three of them, would they be considered the Three Saint Mothers?

“What are you thinking about?” Jiang Lanzhi rushed out as soon as her assessment ended, linking arms with Xiao Fan.

The other female Disciples of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land looked on with envy. Alas, there was no chance. Lan Zhi Senior Sister was already the Saint’s fiancée, and now she had become the Saintess. They truly were a perfect match.

Xiao Fan smiled and said, “Nothing, I’m just thinking about some happy things.”

“Oh right, there’s still some time until the Saintess coronation. Do you want to stay at my place for a couple of days?” Jiang Lanzhi said with flushed cheeks, her beautiful eyes brimming with spring, seemingly filled with infinite passion.

Hiss!

“Alright, I’ll stay for a few more days.”