The Rise of the Witch

The practice sites of great cultivators often manifest various unusual phenomena according to the methods they practice.

If one is a highly accomplished cultivator of morality, their sacred space is often filled with rosy clouds and ethereal mist.

If it is a great sword immortal cultivator, their dojo is often extremely fierce, with a murderous intent that invades people.

If it is a great cultivator of the demonic path, their dojo is often filled with malevolent energy, making it gloomy and terrifying.

These unusual phenomena in the temples are all manifestations of the true spirits of great cultivators, which affect the external environment. The mountains are still mountains, the water is still water, and the trees are still the same trees, but the feeling they give people is completely different.

When Xing Yang drove the carriage with Yu Xi and Gui Ning to Ganwei Clan, Su Wenling, who had received the news, came out to greet them personally, followed by a group of onlookers.

The moment Xing Yang saw Su Wenling, without even needing to use his spiritual senses, he knew that her cultivation had greatly improved.

When I first met Su Wenling, she had only been building her foundation for ten years and had just stepped into the initial stage of perception. She was just like any other ordinary woman, except that she was prettier, a bit more aloof, and more composed...

Then, with the first feeling in the morning and the profound mystery in the evening, Su Wenling possessed an otherworldly aura.

Seeing her again now, Xingyang could only exclaim: What a beautiful and clever girl!

They were brimming with vitality, their ethereal beauty almost bursting forth from their eyes.

People often say that children are intelligent, but Su Wenling is full of spiritual beauty at this moment, and is a thousand times more intelligent than a child.

This is her true spirit, which has begun to manifest itself slightly. Once she finds her own path, achieves the attainment of Spirit Guidance, Core Formation, and even becomes a Great Cultivator, this manifestation of her true spirit will begin to influence the surrounding world, namely the unusual spiritual energy of the Great Cultivator's Daoist Temple.

The act of summoning spirits leads to the emergence of true spirits. To bring out true spirits, one must possess the Dao. In martial arts, this "Dao" is the will of martial arts; in immortality, it is "attaining the Dao."

This girl is not far from the Spirit Guiding Realm... After reaching the required level of mental fortitude, her cultivation in the Immortal Path is too unreasonable; she's even faster than Xing Yang, that sorcerer!

"My husband!"

Su Wenling greeted him with a light laugh, and only after Xing Yang dismounted did she look at the little girl in his arms.

Seeing the double pupils in the other person's eyes, Su Wenling immediately understood and asked, "Is this the purpose of my husband's trip?"

"Her name is Yu Xi." Xing Yang put Yu Xi down and said, "She is also my newly accepted disciple."

The little girl nervously tugged at his armor, looked up, and called out, "Master?"

Xing Yang patted her head and said with a smile, "This is my wife."

Yu Xi immediately greeted sweetly, "Hello, Master's wife. My name is Yu Xi, and I am Master's disciple."

Looking at the little girl's sallow face and thin body, she looked exactly like a sickly person who was about to die. Although she was puzzled as to why her husband would take in such a disciple, a hint of warmth appeared on her usually cold face. She said, "Hello, I am Su Wenling, your master's wife."

At this moment, Gui Ning also got off the carriage, holding her sword, looked at Su Wenling, and nodded slightly.

  

"Her name is Gui Ning," Xing Yang introduced her briefly, without going into details, mainly because he wasn't very familiar with her.

Su Wenling could only nod at her.

At this moment, a group of people who had come out with Su Wenling to watch the excitement pushed and shoved each other, slowly crowding forward.

They were all young people, men and women, and couldn't hide their curiosity. They bowed in unison and said, "Greetings, son-in-law!"

Xing Yang knew that these people were the younger generation of a group of middle-level clans under the Yanzi clan, and said with a smile, "Greetings, everyone!"

After a pause, he continued, "It's our first meeting. I don't have much to offer, but I did slay a demon king on this trip and brought back some flesh and blood. So, please, Sister Lan, cook a meal for everyone!"

"The Demon Slayer King?" Everyone was taken aback. Their gazes toward Xing Yang were no longer just filled with curiosity, but also with admiration.

They were training here, so they naturally knew that behind the minor demons and monsters they killed was a demon king.

The demon king was held back by the experts of the Yanzi clan, which allowed them to train in peace. If it weren't for such experts protecting them, their clan would not have felt comfortable letting them go out to kill demons.

This is the benefit of attaching oneself to a large clan.

But this son-in-law actually killed a demon king all by himself and brought the demon king's flesh and blood with him... Doesn't that mean that this son-in-law's strength is no less than that of the expert who was guarding them?

"Alright!" Su Wenling turned around and said, "Since my husband has said so, everyone please disperse for now. We will invite you to the banquet after Aunt Lan has finished preparing."

"Thank you, young lady! Thank you, young master!" The crowd happily dispersed.

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Although this group came for training, they were nominally there to support the Ganwei clan. The Ganwei clan naturally provided them with food and lodging, arranging a rather elegant courtyard for Su Wenling.

Lan Nu was waiting at the courtyard gate. Upon seeing Xing Yang, she bowed and said, "Greetings, son-in-law."

"Sister Lan, this is my disciple." Xing Yang immediately pushed Yu Xi forward, pointed at her and said, "Quickly call her Aunt Lan. From now on, you'll have to rely on Aunt Lan for your food. Be sweet-talking, and you'll get plenty of good food."

Yu Xi quickly greeted sweetly, "Hello, Aunt Lan!"

Lan Nu immediately smiled, stepped forward and took Yu Xi's small hand. Her hand was dry and withered, and after a slight pause, she said with concern, "Good child, how did you become so exhausted?"

Taking full advantage of her young age and sweet talk, Yu Xi said, "Aunt Lan, I killed a monster! I killed it all by myself!"

Lan Nu was immediately surprised: "You haven't cultivated, have you? You can kill a monster without cultivation... Young master, your disciple is quite something!"

"Of course!" Xing Yang said proudly, "So I'll have to trouble Sister Lan to give her some nourishment. Just tell me what she needs. There's also the Demon King's leg in the car. Let's get the child something to eat first."

Then, pointing to Gui Ning who had been silently following behind him, he said, "This is Gui Ning, she should also take some supplements."

Lan Nu readily agreed, "No problem, I'll go get it right away."

Xing Yang added, "I also plan to host a banquet for the group of people who are with my wife. If there isn't enough food, Sister Lan, please feel free to ask."

Lan Nu looked at the high pile of carts and said, "That's enough. Those people can't digest too much of the Demon King's flesh and blood."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Lan."

Yu Xi tilted her head back and said, "Aunt Lan, I've never seen a spirit chef before. Can we go and take a look together? I can help out."

Lan Nu smiled and said, "Of course, come on, let Aunt Lan lead you."

As he spoke, he pulled the cart with one hand and held Yu Xi's hand with the other, walking towards the backyard.

Gui Ning followed silently; she had never seen the Spirit Chef before.

After everyone left, Xing Yang followed Su Wenling into the house and asked, "Where's Old Jiang?"

Su Wenling helped him remove his armor, saying, "Uncle Jiang is keeping an eye on that demon king. If it weren't for him, none of us would be able to kill the demon king."

Xing Yang casually remarked, "Old Jiang isn't doing so well... Do you need my help to deal with the Demon King?"

His tone was casual, as if the Demon King were nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at will.

Su Wenling thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "If the Demon King dies, the demons under his command will probably scatter and flee, and the people around will suffer. Let's keep them for now."

Xing Yang nodded and said, "By the way, I haven't congratulated you on your great progress in cultivation yet."

Su Wenling smiled slightly, her beauty as radiant as the moon emerging from a mountain peak: "This is all thanks to my husband."

Xing Yang's thoughts were somewhat complicated. He had made a promise with Mi Xiaoling that he would either become a Great Witch or Su Wenling would reach the Core Formation stage. Now it seemed that it was hard to say who would be faster.