Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years

Witch Nine's gaze was like a knife, coldly sweeping around, a faint hint of sarcasm appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his voice was low, but carried an undeniable ruthlessness.

"Hmph, I don't need you old fogeys to tell me, I have my own plans."

"At worst, I'll just go find the Old Ancestor right now."

Having said that, Witch Nine flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

His departing figure was like a sharp wind, carrying determination and disdain, as if staying even a moment longer would be a desecration to himself.

"Hmph, a mere Divine Abode Realm martial artist, this old man refuses to believe that this Lu Xuan dares to be presumptuous in front of our Witch family, one of the Eight Great Families?"

Witch Nine sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, mixed with a few complex emotions.

"Even if this old thing's strength is far inferior to this Lu Xuan, don't forget—"

His voice suddenly rose, as if he wanted to say it specifically for the people in the room to hear.

"This old man is a member of the Eight Great Families!"

"A Divine Abode Realm martial artist is as insignificant as an ant in front of those Old Ancestors, easily crushed with a flip of the hand."

After Witch Nine left, the chill of his departure still lingered in the air of the room.

The surrounding people looked at each other, but no one spoke out to refute Witch Nine's words.

Because what Witch Nine said was the truth they considered self-evident, unquestioned, and no one dared to question.

In this Great Xia Dynasty, besides the high and mighty Great Xia Imperial Family, and the forces that were also among the Eight Great Families.

Who else would dare to easily provoke the Eight Great Families' majesty?

Of course, besides the Imperial Family and the Eight Great Families.

There were also the five transcendent sects—they stood above the secular world, with profound foundations and unfathomable strength, barely able to compete with the Eight Great Families.

But among those five transcendent sects, only Daoist Void Sect and Quiet Heart Temple could make the Eight Great Families truly value them.

The silence in the room did not last long.

The next moment, the old man in black finery, in front of everyone.

Coldly snorted with great dissatisfaction, breaking the deathly silence.

"Hmph!"

The black-clad old man's voice was low and cold, with obvious anger and sarcasm.

"Patriarch, that old fellow Witch Nine is really putting you less and less in his eyes."

As soon as these words came out, the people sitting in the room all turned their gazes to the old man sitting in the center position.

That old man was wearing a deep purple robe, with bizarre and ever-changing white bone skull patterns embroidered on the robe.

These white bone skull patterns seemed to contain endless pressure and killing intent in every line.

The purple-clad old man's expression was as calm as water, but it gave people an invisible sense of oppression, as if even the air was frozen in front of him.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy, and everyone's breathing involuntarily lightened a bit.

And he was the head of the Witch family, Witch Soul!

An existence that had just entered the Divine Abode Realm!

The old men in the room, as well as Witch Nine, were all martial artists above the Great Perfection of the Outer Strength Grandmaster, and were also Supreme Elders of the Witch family.

And Witch Soul, as the head of the Witch family, was an existence that had just entered the Divine Abode Realm.

These people, including Witch Soul, the head of the Witch family, were just tools pushed out to manage all the affairs of the Witch family.

The true foundation martial artists of the Witch family were deep within the ancestral artifact spirit realm all year round, comprehending the original power in the spirit realm's heaven and earth.

Witch Abyss, the head of the Witch family, did not immediately respond, but slightly raised his eyelids.

That gaze was as dark as an abyss, quietly glancing at the old man in black finery, the meaning of which was elusive.

"Alright, Witch Mountain."

Witch Abyss, the head of the Witch family, spoke in a low and dignified voice, as if carrying an invisible force, instantly suppressing the restlessness in the room.

"There's no need to involve the family's major affairs in the struggle between you and Witch Nine."

Witch Abyss's tone sounded extremely calm, but it revealed a faint pressure, as if nothing was hidden from him.

Immediately, Witch Abyss changed the subject, his gaze slightly condensed, looking out the door, his voice with a trace of gravity.

"That Lu Xuan, at a young age, actually has the strength comparable to a Primordial Spirit True Person, truly a monster that is difficult to produce in ten thousand generations."

After mentioning Lu Xuan's strength, a trace of fear flashed in Witch Abyss's eyes.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if recalling something disturbing.

Back then, he was also a martial arts genius who ranked among the top of his peers, with unlimited glory.

But now, compared with this Lu Xuan, it was simply like a firefly competing with the bright moon, really unsightly.

A trace of bitterness rose in Witch Abyss's heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

And the people in the room heard the words, they all lowered their heads and fell silent.

What Witch Abyss said was like a sharp blade, deeply piercing into their hearts.

Lu Xuan's name, from today onwards, was like an invisible mountain, pressing on the hearts of everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Witch Mountain, go down and prepare, and go to Ming Qing's residence with the head of the family later."

"After Ming Qing was invited back to Heavenly Capital by that one, his mood seemed to have become a bit depressed."

"Now, with the sudden emergence of Lu Xuan, the head of the family is worried that Ming Qing will do something irrational."

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Witch family forbidden area, deep in the ancestral hall.

"Greetings, Ninth Grandfather!"

"Greetings, Ninth Uncle!"

"Greetings, Supreme Elder!"

Along the way, the guards of the Witch family bowed and saluted, their tone appearing very respectful and humble.

However, Witch Nine's face was gloomy, his eyes sinister, as if he hadn't heard their greetings at all.

Witch Nine's pace was hurried and heavy, each step carrying a suppressed anger, as if it might erupt at any time.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall also became particularly heavy due to Witch Nine's arrival, and even the air was filled with an invisible pressure.

The guards of the ancestral hall looked at each other, but no one dared to say a word.

Because they knew that although this Ninth Grandfather was usually dignified, he rarely showed such an angry expression.

Today's appearance was obviously because something big had happened.

Under the gaze of the ancestral hall guards, Witch Nine's footsteps finally stopped at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

His gaze penetrated through the entrance, looking straight at the memorial tablets enshrining the ancestors of past generations.

The anger in Witch Nine's eyes then slightly subsided, replaced by a complex emotion.

He took a deep breath and walked into the ancestral hall.

The next moment, Witch Nine murmured in a low voice: "Old Ancestor, Witch Nine has come today, it is really out of desperation."

"Old Ancestor, forgive Witch Nine's incompetence, for causing a disaster for the Witch family, please give a clear indication."

Witch Nine's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of unconcealable guilt and anxiety.

He knelt in the center of the ancestral hall, his gaze fixed on the memorial tablets enshrining the ancestors of past generations, his expression solemn and respectful.

However, before he could finish speaking, an old but dignified voice suddenly rang in his ears.

This voice, like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens, shocked Witch Nine's mind.

"Speak!"

This word seemed to come from ancient times, carrying endless pressure and vicissitudes, instantly stopping Witch Nine's words.

After hearing this word, Witch Nine's body trembled slightly, then lowered his head, his expression becoming even more respectful.

At this time, the ancestral hall was silent, only the candlelight in front of the ancestral tablets was flickering slightly.

The bright candlelight clearly reflected Witch Nine's old face.

"Yes...."

After a long while.

A long time had passed since Witch Nine finished speaking about Lu Xuan.

He was still kneeling on the futon in the ancestral hall, his eyes staring almost pleadingly at the ancestral tablets, as if waiting for a response that could turn the tide.

What's wrong?

Ancestor, why is there no reaction?

A trace of unease and doubt gradually rose in Witch Nine's heart.

He originally thought that the Old Ancestor would give a clear instruction, and might even personally take action to resolve this matter.

However, what responded to Witch Nine was a deathly silence.

Just as Witch Nine was feeling surprised, an old and dignified voice suddenly echoed in the ancestral hall.

"Witch Nine!"

Witch Nine's body trembled violently, and he quickly lowered his head, responding respectfully: "A'jiu is here!"

The old voice continued: "You personally go find that Lu Xuan and have him return the Four-Pattern Star Artifact Moon Chasing Staff to the Witch family."

"That matter of him attacking the people of the Witch family will be written off."

As soon as these words came out, Witch Nine's face changed drastically in an instant.

The originally ruddy blood color faded away all at once, becoming as pale as paper.

Witch Nine's pupils contracted slightly, and a storm surged in his heart.

What!

The Old Ancestor actually wanted him to go find that Lu Xuan, the great killing star, alone!

Last time, if Lu Xuan hadn't been careless for a moment, not understanding the true source of power of the Eight Great Families.

He, Witch Nine, would probably have died long ago, with grass several feet high on his grave.

A gleam of light flashed in Witch Nine's eyes, as if he had captured a ray of hope.

"Old Ancestor," Witch Nine raised his head slightly, his tone with a hint of probing and deep meaning.

"Lu Xuan has already obtained power comparable to a Primordial Spirit True Person at the age of twenty or so."

"This child must have earth-shattering secrets, if our Witch family can get a glimpse..."

Witch Nine's words stopped here, without continuing, but leaving the answer to this question for the Old Ancestor to decide for himself.

Only a moment later, the old and dignified voice sounded again in Witch Nine's ears, his tone with a hint of unfathomable meaning.

"Witch Nine, I understand what you mean."

"However, that Lu Xuan has been favored by that one in the Imperial Palace."

"Even I cannot ignore that one's will and take action against that Lu Xuan."

Hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Witch Nine's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He knew that the Old Ancestor's words were also extremely reasonable.

That Empress of the Imperial Palace actually bestowed the Purple Extreme Mysterious Bird Robe to Lu Xuan, that young brat.

This was an extremely precious honor in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of some big power figures, it was a blatant meaning.

Obviously, that Empress was warning everyone.

Lu Xuan was the person she valued!

Many families among the Eight Great Families had experienced that Empress's heaven-defying methods.

That many families happened to include the Witch family.

Back then, that Empress almost destroyed the entire Witch family for that one thing.

That Witch family Old Ancestor seemed to have sensed the fear in Witch Nine's heart, and the voice came again leisurely.

"Forget it!"

"I will bestow upon you a wisp of Primordial Spirit power, even if that Lu Xuan has the strength of the Great Perfection of the Divine Abode Realm, he will definitely have no way to deal with you."

"If that Lu Xuan dares to ignore the Witch family's majesty and not let it go."

"Then this Old Ancestor will immediately leave the Spirit Mirror Land and personally remove this scourge!"

"In the end, even if that one knows, there will be no reason to make things difficult for our Witch family."

"After all, our Witch family has already given this Lu Xuan a way out."

As the Old Ancestor's voice just fell, the fear in Witch Nine's heart retreated like a tide, replaced by an unspeakable sense of security.

Witch Nine lowered his head slightly, the corner of his mouth quietly raised a faint smile, and then responded respectfully.

"Yes, Old Ancestor."

Suddenly, a ray of purple light shot out from the depths of the ancestral hall, ignoring all obstacles along the way, and directly entered Witch Nine's crown.

That purple light was cold and deep, as if it contained infinite power, and instantly merged with Witch Nine's body.

Witch Nine only felt a vast power surging in his body, and in an instant, Witch Nine could even feel that the rules of heaven and earth were under his control at this moment.

In the next second, Witch Nine could not suppress the excitement in his heart, but did not dare to show the slightest gaffe, and quickly lowered his head, his voice respectful and pious.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor, for your grace!"

With the blessing of the Old Ancestor's Primordial Spirit power, Witch Nine slowly raised his head similarly, his gaze like electricity, and he secretly said in his heart.

Lu Xuan, this time, I will see how you can still be arrogant in front of the Old Ancestor's Primordial Spirit power!

If you know what's good for you, just stop here, that would be the best choice.

Those who insist on being enemies with my Witch family are seeking their own death.

Because the person who is talking to him now is the Witch family's Third Old Ancestor, Witch Sheng.

A terrifying existence in the Half-Step Cave Void Realm.

With the Primordial Spirit power of Witch Sheng Old Ancestor, unless that Lu Xuan has the power of the Great Perfection of the Divine Abode Realm.

Otherwise, he will not be able to defeat the Primordial Spirit power of Witch Sheng Old Ancestor at all.

Seven days later, the Heavenly Capital Mysterious Bird Guard Headquarters!

In the courtyard where Lu Xuan was located, outside the main room, Yingying's purple mysterious light was swirling like flowing water, tightly wrapping the entire main room.

That purple mysterious light was deep and mysterious, as if it contained some supreme power.

Sometimes it flickered like flames, and sometimes it was as stagnant as frozen river water, constantly emitting a palpitating pressure.

Around the courtyard, the invisible air had become heavy due to this purple mysterious light, and even the sound of the wind had quietly stopped.

Even if a few fallen leaves occasionally drifted past, they were silently annihilated and turned into nothingness before they approached the main room.

"Primordial Spirit True Person!"

"Great Perfection of the Divine Abode Realm!"

Inside the room, Lu Xuan's low murmur reverberated like a resounding bell, echoing continuously between the surrounding walls.