"Pop~"

Accompanied by a faint, crisp sound, Yu Yuan had already extracted himself from the slippery and narrow slit in time and space.

The ancient and vicarious aura assaulted his senses, along with a subtle, hardly noticeable ferocity.

He could sense a thick spiritual energy, more abundant than that of the Immortal Islands and Divine Mountains in the East Sea, almost condensing into liquid form.

Yu Yuan looked out and saw a magnificent and vast world spread before him.

Flood dragons leapt skywards, and the White Tiger crouched on a mountain summit.

Golden eagles cracked the sky, and butterflies flapped their wings, breaking the void.

…

The place where he stood was the peak of a verdant mountain, surrounded by endlessly rolling hills.

Clouds gathered around the waist of the mountains like a sea, with some peaks dazzling in splendor, covered in spiritual vines and lush trees.

This era seemed promising!

Yu Yuan, having perused the scriptures in the Biyou Palace, knew that spiritual energy was extremely abundant since the dawn of Primordial Heaven and Earth.

However, due to the calamities of the Dragon and Phoenix, the rivalry among three clans, and the struggle between Dao and Demons, a great battle shattered the Western Ancestral Vein and a part of the Western Continent, detaching it from the Primordial World and forming the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

This battle significantly weakened the primordial vitality, causing a sharp decline in spiritual energy.

Thereafter, during the Witch Demon Calamity, the Buzhou Sky Pillar was broken, tipping the heavens to the northwest and sinking the earth to the southeast; the chaos of earth, water, fire, and wind caused a continuous loss of spiritual energy, leading to another drop in the overall density of spiritual energy in Primordial.

Resulting in the era Yu Yuan lived in having quite depleted spiritual energy.

Therefore, the Immortal Gods opened Cave Heaven Blessed Land within the Immortal Islands and Divine Mountains to concentrate the spiritual energy from millions of miles for their cultivation.

However, being in the Penglai Holy Realm, Yu Yuan did not worry about the lack of spiritual energy.

What concerned him was that the world he currently resided in had such dense spiritual energy, likely placing him at the early Ancient Era or even earlier!

In other words, this time he might have found the right place... no, the right time!

He then let out his Divine Thought to sense his treasures.

As expected, only the Qiankun Ruyi Bag, Mixed Gold Hammer, Skull Necklace, and the Profound Black Treasure Arrow, which were Acquired Spiritual Treasures, could be utilized; all other Innate Spiritual Treasures had turned into a semi-translucent void state.

This state suggested that in this time and space, there were identical existences!

Having confirmed his current state, Yu Yuan projected his Divine Thought to search the surroundings, hoping to find some sapient beings to inquire about the situation.

While there were beings with awakened Spiritual Wisdom, they knew almost nothing.

Unaware of the current year, location, or who Red Cloud was.

After wasting some moments, Yu Yuan transformed into a streak of golden light and shot off into the distance.

Time was precious for him at the moment.

He sensed from the Chaos Bell that he could only remain in this era for about three quarters of an hour.

Thus, he needed to swiftly ascertain the era he was in, his position, and gather as much information as possible.

In just a moment, he saw a wisp of seven-colored mists rising from a mountain ahead.

"A treasure has emerged!"

Yu Yuan's eyes lit up as he immediately used his Divine Thought to inspect the situation in the mountain.

He wasn't just unable to move at the sight of a treasure, but the emergence of a treasure would definitely attract some beings of profound Dao.

Indeed, under his Divine Thought's inspection, he soon found several towering figures in a secluded valley, all over ten feet tall, clad in simple animal skins, and extremely burly, exuding a strong sense of strength.

They seemed to be hunting, forming a circle in the valley and slowly shrinking toward the center, appearing very cautious.

Witch Clan!

Upon seeing these barbaric-looking men, the term "Witch Clan" spontaneously appeared in Yu Yuan's mind.

However, to his surprise, what the Witch clansmen surrounded wasn't a fierce beast or bird, but a plant.

The plant stood four to five feet tall, pale golden, with massive leaves resembling fans.

It emitted a pleasant fragrance, had a flower bud amid its huge golden leaves about the size of a millstone, with dazzling petals shimmering with rosy light, surrounded by auspicious clouds and purple mists.

Clearly, the seven-colored mists Yu Yuan had seen were emanating from this exotic flower.

This was likely a Spirit Root, and these Witch clansmen were here for it.

But Yu Yuan did not have time to be a spectator.

To prevent others from recognizing him through portraits and to ease inquisitions, he first used the Transformation Technique to alter his appearance slightly, inflating his frame considerably, then transformed his Daoist robe to emulate the style of an animal skin outfit.

After making these preparations, he directly descended from the sky, landing in front of the group of Witch clansmen.

His appearance startled the focused Witch clansmen, who relaxed only after recognizing him as "one of their own."

Then a leader-like Witch clansman looked at Yu Yuan in surprise and asked, "Which tribe are you from? I've never seen you before."

"I am the Great Witch Da Pan from the Houtu tribe!"

Yu Yuan did not bother with niceties, directly assuming the identity of the Great Witch he had met during his first time travel, then launched a series of questions.

"What place is this? How many times has the Zixiao Palace been opened? Has the Demon Clan Heavenly Court been established? Have you ever heard of Red Cloud Ancestor?"

The Witch clansman leader gave him a strange look, ignoring his questions and coldly said, "I am Pan from the Houtu tribe, but how come I've never heard there's another Great Witch in our tribe with the same name as mine?"

"Hmm?"

Could it really be such a coincidence?

Yu Yuan was slightly surprised, looking closely at the Witch clansman leader, indeed finding him to bear a seven to eight resemblance to the Da Pan from the Houtu tribe he had seen before.

Like a younger, leaner version of Da Pan!

At this moment, the younger version of "Da Pan" spoke somewhat unfriendly, "It seems you deliberately changed your appearance, trying to trick us into leaving so you can take the Spirit Root for yourself.

Ha, don't even think about it, this Spirit Root is claimed by our Witch Clan!"

Saying so, he gestured with a wave of his hand, ordering, "Brothers, go! Dig up this Spirit Root, roots and all!"

"Yes!"

A group of Witch Clan warriors charged forward, each holding stone axes, bone sticks, and other witch tools.

At that instant, a golden glow flashed by, and a bud at the top of the Spirit Root opened a slight crack, the petals no longer closed, emitting a shocking fluctuation.

"Shh!"

A streak of golden light shot out, then swooped down towards this area.

In just a blink of an eye, the surging Witch Clan warriors roared in agony and fell one after another, spurts of blood shining in succession.

Yu Yuan's eyes shone with astonishment, as he discovered that the streak of golden light was actually a tiny Flying Sword, glowing bright gold all over.

What kind of Spirit Root is this?

A Flying Sword contained within the bud!

In this brief moment, dozens of Witch Clan warriors had already fallen into pools of blood, some decapitated, others with severed torsos, immensely fierce!

Even Da Pan, who was the leader, kept retreating under the Flying Sword, with his body being pierced with several bloody holes in an instant.

It was clear that this younger version of Da Pan wasn't very powerful, appearing similar to a regular Golden Immortal in the eyes of Yu Yuan.

In that case...

Yu Yuan's thoughts raced.

When he first encountered Da Pan, the latter was already a Great Witch, and the Demon Clan Heavenly Court had just been established not long before.

That means this era is likely during the Zixiao Palace's teaching period!

Thinking thus, he saw the golden little sword shooting directly for Da Pan's brow.

Yu Yuan rushed forward and slapped the golden little sword.

He still had questions for these Witch Clan warriors and naturally couldn't let them die off.

"Ding!"

The golden little sword was smacked away, seemingly sensing Yu Yuan's power, the blade's radiance flickered, then it returned towards the Spirit Root.

Soon, it reinserted itself back among the petals, and that extraordinary bloom closed again.

Yu Yuan did not stop it, letting the golden little sword leave.

He just wanted to ask a few questions, not wanting to get involved in this fight inexplicably.

Now, only five or six untouched Witch Clan warriors remained in the valley; the rest were either dead or injured.

Da Pan, having barely survived, looked at the chaotic scene with an ugly expression, directing others to treat the wounded while bowing to Yu Yuan in thanks for saving their lives.

"Answer my previous questions first!"

Yu Yuan didn't want to waste time "catching up" and directly spoke in a cold voice.

Da Pan hurriedly said, "We also just moved here recently, only heard this place called Wuyi Mountain… As to how many times the Zixiao Palace has taught, I do not know, only vaguely heard that many powerful figures attended… What else did you ask?"

Yu Yuan asked again: "Has the Demon Clan Heavenly Court been established yet? And... have you heard of the Red Cloud Ancestor?"

Da Pan shook his head, "Never heard about any Demon Clan Heavenly Court, but I've encountered Red Cloud Ancestor a while ago…"

Yu Yuan's eyes widened fiercely: "Are you sure you've seen Red Cloud Ancestor?"

"Absolutely sure."

Da Pan confidently said: "A few days ago, we went to Monkey Valley for some liquor, and we ran into him there..."

Yu Yuan's gaze flickered, listening carefully to everything about Red Cloud Ancestor from Da Pan.

Just then, an anomaly happened.

In a split second.

A million-acre sized seven-colored auspicious cloud appeared in the clear sky, shrouding the valley like a canopy.

At the same time, countless Seven-Colored Treasure Lotuses emerged from nowhere on the valley floor, exuding billions of auspicious glows.

The injured and dying Witch Clan warriors all recovered from their injuries in an instant, even the missing parts of their bodies regrew new flesh.

Even those decapitated corpses sat up, struggling to find their heads.

Quick-witted Witch Clan warriors pressed their heads back into place, and those warriors immediately came back to life.

The scene of living the dead and flesh regenerating bones truly stunned everyone present, even Yu Yuan was filled with shock at this heavenly phenomenon.

Was it the birth of an Innate Spiritual Treasure?

Or the transformation of an Innate Spiritual Object?

Whichever it was, wasn't this scene a bit too exaggerated?

His gaze was fixed on that Spirit Root in the valley.

Silently, the grindstone-sized flower slowly unfurled, and thousands of petals fell, bursting forth dazzling golden light.

Everyone present was blinded by the intense light.

Only Yu Yuan could clearly see that within the brilliant golden light, an energy born from the flower, the Innate Xin Metal Qi, rapidly transformed into a delicately beautiful little girl.

She pursed her lips, her skin white as freshly peeled water chestnuts, lips delicate and slim, with tiny legs and long arms, her figure small and exquisite.

She wore a light golden Immortal Dress, her long shiny black hair styled into a cloud bun, and pinned with a tiny golden Flying Sword.

Though she appeared young, only six or seven years old, she carried an indescribable noble aura.

Looking at her exquisitely beautiful face, Yu Yuan's eyes widened fiercely.

So similar!

Incredibly similar!

Especially those imposing phoenix eyes, exactly like his master Golden Spirit Saint Mother!

Most importantly, he knew that Golden Spirit Saint Mother also possessed a delicate little golden Flying Sword, said to be her Companion Spirit Treasure, known as the Flying Gold Sword.

An Innate Xin Metal Qi transformed, thereby named Golden Spirit... That seemed right!

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