In the midst of the chaos, my motherland cried out for my aid.

Zhu Rong possesses the cultivation level of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, with a powerful physical body and wielding the Law of Fire, making him even stronger than ordinary experts who have severed their two corpses.

At this moment, Zhu Rong's attack was extremely fierce. His innate spiritual fire was surging and his power was fully displayed. Moreover, Zhu Rong's attack was also unexpected. If an ordinary mid-stage Quasi-Saint powerhouse were to be hit like this, he would definitely suffer a hidden loss and be embarrassed by Zhu Rong.

Unfortunately, Mo Xuan was no ordinary quasi-saint. The moment Zhu Rong made his move, Mo Xuan's aura burst forth, and a winged black snake appeared behind him.

Whoosh!!

It swallowed Zhu Rong whole in one gulp.

Even today, this method of devouring remains Mo Xuan's most effective means of defeating enemies.

Moreover, Zhu Rong charged over on her own and swallowed it whole without Mo Xuan needing to do anything.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan, I have long heard that you are proficient in the art of devouring, but there are some things that you cannot simply devour at will."

Houtu is relatively petite, with bronze skin, and exudes a faint aura of malevolence.

Seeing that Mo Xuan had swallowed Zhu Rong, he chuckled softly, without a trace of worry on his face.

The siblings came to discuss something with Mo Xuan, so they wanted to give him a hard time.

After being swallowed by the phantom behind Mo Xuan, Zhu Rong naturally wouldn't behave. It rampaged and even manifested its true form as an ancestral witch, spitting out scorching innate spiritual fire, seemingly wanting to burn Mo Xuan to ashes.

In an instant, the black snake behind Mo Xuan burst into flames, its body almost turning crimson red from the heat.

Moreover, the Ancestral Witches possessed powerful physical bodies and were not easily suppressed.

"The primordial world is vast, and there are indeed many things I cannot consume, but that does not include your brother."

Mo Xuan sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the yin and yang energies began to circulate on the black snake behind him.

Since Mo Xuan has made devouring his main means of fighting enemies, how could he not maximize the effectiveness of this method?

Therefore, Mo Xuan put a lot of thought into this.

Mo Xuan possesses a powerful devouring ability, which allows him to reduce most of the damage from swallowing living beings. However, Mo Xuan doesn't cultivate his physical body much, which is a weakness. Against those with formidable abilities, he might be able to break free of his seal.

To this end, Mo Xuan refined the Yin-Yang Chessboard, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, into it, using the domain constructed by the Yin-Yang Chessboard to suppress it.

Therefore, unless someone is significantly stronger than Mo Xuan, they are basically unable to break the seal.

Zhu Rong is clearly not in this category.

After the Yin-Yang chessboard began to operate, Zhu Rong, which had been swallowed by Mo Xuan, immediately calmed down, and the force of its impact also decreased.

When Houtu saw this, her face suddenly darkened.

He knew that his brother was probably already trapped.

"Fellow Daoist, my brother was merely testing me. Please show leniency," Houtu said, softening her tone.

This is Houtu; if it were any other Ancestral Witch, they would have rushed over and fought Mo Xuan to the death long ago.

"Your brother offended me first. I won't be happy if I don't teach him a lesson," Mo Xuan said, waving his hand.

It's true that he didn't want to provoke the Witch Clan, but that doesn't mean he didn't have a temper. Besides, Mo Xuan had already made up his mind to be assertive.

Whether they are demons or witches, anyone who dares to provoke him will pay the price.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak frankly about what brings you to my Qixia Mountain!" Mo Xuan said again.

As the saying goes, no one visits a temple without a reason, and he didn't think that the two ancestral witches came to Qixia Mountain just to provoke him.

"Fellow Daoist, I have come here to earnestly request your assistance in refining elixirs for my Wu Clan," Houtu said in a deep voice.

Mo Xuan gave Hou Tu a deep look.

This is incredible! The usually reckless witch clan has learned to use their brains and take shortcuts!

"Okay." Mo Xuan nodded.

"I heard that you have a partnership with the Heavenly Court. You just helped our Wu Clan refine pills so easily?" Houtu asked in surprise.

Zhu Rong intervened just now because she was worried that Mo Xuan would be unwilling to refine pills for the Wu Clan.

They wanted to give Mo Xuan a hard time and then take the lead in the subsequent negotiations.

Unfortunately, these two underestimated Mo Xuan's strength, and Zhu Rong was directly devoured and suppressed by Mo Xuan.

"My relationship with the Heavenly Court is one of cooperation, not one of working for them. So my alchemy for your Witch Clan has nothing to do with the Heavenly Court. As long as you pay me the full amount, everything is negotiable," Mo Xuan said slowly.

As long as he sets up his furnace to refine pills, he can earn a lot of spiritual items. Who would complain about having too many spiritual items?

Moreover, Mo Xuan would need to invest heavily to elevate Blue Star to the level of the Great Thousand Worlds.

Most importantly, Mo Xuan now has the confidence to mediate between the witch and demon races, as neither race wants to manipulate him.

Houtu remained silent.

If I had known Mo Xuan would be so frank, I wouldn't have tried to be clever and pulled this stunt. Now, I've only made things worse.

"Regarding the payment for alchemy, I have my own requirements. If you can't accept them, then forget it." Mo Xuan then stated the percentage he would receive for alchemy.

Houtu was stunned again.

Mo Xuan frowned: "Does fellow Daoist think my price is too high? If you have any concerns, you may leave on your own."

"It's not that your offer is too high, but rather that I feel it's a bit too low," Houtu said with a complicated expression.

She knew very well that although their witch clan was formed from the essence and blood of the Father God and had the legitimate title of the Father God, there were not many powerful beings in the prehistoric world who respected them.

Those powerful beings disdain associating with the witch clan, considering them violent and vulgar.

The Wu Clan wanted to obtain some elixirs to strengthen their power, and initially sought out some other powerful figures. However, those powerful figures either kept their distance from the Wu Clan or made exorbitant demands.

Houtu had assumed that Moxuan would use this as an excuse to raise the price, and she was prepared to agree as long as Moxuan didn't go too far.

As it turned out, Mo Xuan didn't offer anything; the price he quoted to the Wu Clan was no different from the price he quoted to the Heavenly Court.

This is truly remarkable for Houtu and the Wu tribe.

"I always keep my word; one is one, two is two, and I don't discriminate!"

Mo Xuan said calmly.

He didn't consider himself a kind-hearted person, and he was extremely vengeful. When Kunpeng attacked him, he retaliated with a huge blow.

However, Mo Xuan has his own bottom line.

He keeps his promises and has his own rules for doing things.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist." Houtu expressed her gratitude, and then finalized the refining arrangements for the first batch of pills with Mo Xuan.

"I apologize to you for my previous recklessness, and I beg you to forgive my brother."

"good!"

Mo Xuan responded, and the black snake behind him opened its mouth and spat out Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong rolled several times on the ground, looking quite disheveled, and was no longer recognizable as her former heroic figure.

"Aiya! Mo Xuan, you brat, how dare you humiliate me like this? I'll kill you!" Zhu Rong stood up, her eyes fixed on Mo Xuan, and her spiritual flames erupted again, as if she wanted to burn Mo Xuan to death.

"Brother, stop!!" Houtu shouted.

"Little sister..." Zhu Rong called out unwillingly, but under Hou Tu's signal, she ultimately did not attack Mo Xuan.

It is evident that Zhu Rong listened to Hou Tu quite a bit, or rather, the one who truly held power among the twelve ancestral witches was actually the youngest ancestral witch, Hou Tu.