Chapter 1811 - 1910: Talking to Oneself

Chapter 1811: Chapter 1910: Talking to Oneself

Then he’d become a sinner. Even though he was confident he could resurrect his brother, he definitely wouldn’t do it at the cost of Yang Chuo’s life. After all, Yang Wo could be considered his benefactor; he was the one who rescued him from the foot of Changyang Mountain.

"Hm? Did it work?"

After coming back to his senses, Yang Ge glanced at himself, then raised his head and asked Xing Tian.

Seeing this, Xing Tian let out a sigh of relief. Looked like there was no change.

Just then, Yang Chuo suddenly frowned and clutched his head.

Seeing this, everyone’s hearts tightened again.

"Hoo... worthy of being the great God Hou Yi. This inheritance memory is too much and too powerful."

After a while, Yang Chuo muttered to himself. "You... you okay?"

Looking at Yang Chuo’s face, both familiar and unfamiliar, Chang Ji was a bit at a loss for what to do.

"I’m fine. I’ve even become better."

After looking at Chang’e, Yang’s gaze grew even softer.

"What do you mean?"

Chang’e’s eyes were a bit confused; she didn’t understand what he meant.

"The great God Hou Yi loved you very much. Now, I’ve inherited that love along with everything else."

Yang walked over, looked at Chang’e’s face, and spoke softly.

Hearing this, Xing Tian and the other men all got a chill.

This was way too cringe.

On the contrary, the women were full of longing, as if they’d been moved.

"This operation... seriously, no one else could pull this off."

Su Qing couldn’t help sighing.

Yang Chuo and Chang’e just ignored the whole crowd and started clinging to each other, until Xing Tian couldn’t bear to watch anymore and coughed twice, finally snapping the two of them back to reality.

When they saw everyone’s amused expressions, Yang Chuo and Chang’e’s faces flushed red in an instant, a bit embarrassed.

"Sorry."

Chang’e lowered her head and said softly, her face flushed.

Everyone only smiled without saying anything, making the two even more embarrassed. "Alright, talk. How does it feel?"

Since this was his first time helping someone fuse Witch Clan bloodline, Xing Tian was also very curious about how Yang San had changed after fusing the Witch Clan bloodline. "Very powerful."

Feeling the state of his current body, Yang Chuo smiled with satisfaction.

"Powerful is a given. It’s the Witch Clan bloodline, after all. I’m asking about the specifics."

Xing Tian glared at Yang San as he spoke.

"In terms of Cultivation, I haven’t improved, but I can clearly feel a very powerful potential in my body. If I can fully excavate it, the upper limit should be very high.

"At the same time, my current body has also been strengthened several times under the influence of the Witch Clan bloodline; all aspects have undergone a leap in improvement.

"And then there’s the inheritance memory. From the great God Hou Yi’s bloodline, I obtained information about the Sun-shooting Bow and the Sky Piercing Arrow."

Yang Jian closed his eyes and sensed for a while, then said with great joy.

"That’s good!"

Xing Tian nodded in satisfaction.

The others were also happy for Yang Zai and offered their congratulations one after another.

Just then, a figure came rushing over in a hurry.

"All the seniors are here."

Liao Tianhua came over in high spirits and said, "Why are you in such a rush, did something happen?"

Seeing Tianhua, whom she hadn’t seen in a while, Su Qing asked with a smile.

"It’s not that something went wrong. It’s that we found the relic of an Ancient Great Power!"

Liao Tianhua said excitedly.

The relic of an Ancient Great Power?

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"Which Ancient Great Power is it?"

The Queen Mother of the West stepped forward and asked curiously.

As an Innate Spirit born since the opening of the Three Realms, the Queen Mother of the West knew a lot of people; anyone with a name, she basically knew.

"There are Ancient Text carved in that Ancient relic. According to the experts’ translation, they finally determined that it’s a relic related to the Witch."

Liao Tianhua said directly.

Witch?

Hearing this, everyone was stunned again and couldn’t help turning their heads to look at Xing Tian and Yang Chuo.

Anything related to the Witch was naturally what these two were most familiar with.

"Witch? Which one?"

Hearing Liao Tianhua mention the Witch, Xing Tian eagerly walked over and asked directly.

Among the Ancient Witch Clan, the only one currently present was him; now Yang Chuo counted as half. In this situation, he was very concerned about his fellow clansmen.

Although Xing Tian was a Human Witch with mixed blood, in every aspect there was still a slight gap compared to the Pure-blooded Human Race.

"We don’t know either, but judging from the geographic location, we’ll have to go there and investigate once before we can know."

Liao Tianhua said.

"Then let’s go investigate now. What are we waiting for?"

Xing Tian said, somewhat impatient.

"We’re kind of stuck right now. Our people went there, but they were blocked by the locals, who refused to let us in no matter what we said."

At this point, Liao Tianhua showed a helpless expression.

"You guys got blocked?"

Su Qing looked surprised. Jiuzhou was under complete unified governance now.

"Sigh, every region has its own customs, especially those special clans. Even though they’re also Jiuzhou people, they have their own unique culture. We can’t just suppress them by force, right? Otherwise we’d become the bad guys."

Liao Tianhua explained.

"What kind of custom?"

Su Qing frowned and asked.

"They said that aside from members of the Jiuli Clan, no one else can step into the relic."

The Jiuli Clan?

A smile flashed in Xing Tian’s eyes.

"No doubt about it, the Jiuli Clan is the Human Witch Clan. They’re all people with Witch Clan bloodlines."

Xing Tian said, a bit excited.

"Then that’s settled. Let’s go take a look together."

Seeing this, Su Qing spoke directly.

Half a day later.

The ancestral land of the Jiuli Clan.

At this moment, in a low-lying valley in the mountains and forests, many people had gathered.

Some of them were wearing special ethnic clothing.

As for the others, they were naturally people from the Security Bureau.

Right now, the group looked helpless; no matter what they said, the other side refused to let them approach.

"Old Clan Leader, we don’t mean anything else. Just let us in, okay?"

Liao Tianhua’s subordinate Li Wenting tried her best to persuade him.

"We’re very happy to have you come here as tourists, but this relic is our secret land. Outsiders really can’t enter."

An old man stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

They were very grateful for the benefits brought by Jiuzhou’s current rulers, but this was their tradition; they couldn’t lose it. If they did, he’d have no face to see his ancestors. "Outsiders can’t enter—then can I?"

Just then, a loud voice boomed from the sky.

The next moment, a figure fell from above, landing heavily in the middle of the crowd, stamping a massive pit into the ground.

As the figure gradually became clear, everyone looked over in shock.

Three zhang tall, terrifyingly strong, clearly not human.

Soon after, Su Qing and the others also descended from the sky.

The group from the Security Bureau, seeing so many Bosses appear, grew excited and hurriedly greeted them.

"You are...?"

The Jiuli Clan elder looked at Xing Tian, utterly shocked.

He didn’t know why, but he could feel a strong sense of closeness from the other party, like seeing his own father—solid and dependable—and he couldn’t even raise the slightest thought of resistance.

It wasn’t just him; all the Jiuli Clan members felt an extraordinary closeness from Xing Tian.

It seemed that if the other party told them to die, they would gladly obey.

With a loud boom!

Xing Tian suddenly tossed the Ganqi Axe from his shoulder onto the ground, smashing a deep pit.

"This is the Ganqi Axe. As members of the Jiuli Clan, you should recognize it, right?"

Xing Tian said with a smile.

The Ganqi Axe?

The elder’s heart trembled. He walked over to the Ganqi Axe and scrutinized it carefully, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

Suddenly, the elder dropped to his knees.

"Jiuli Remnants pay respect to Ancestor Xing Tian!"

Clearly, he’d more or less guessed Xing Tian’s identity.