Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chapter 1388: Chapter 318: Obtaining the Golden Headed Crow, Entering Wushen Valley Again

”Ah, no!”

The piercing sound echoed from the sky, crack, crack, crack!

Three successive thunders descended, and the once invincible Gongsun Boqing was utterly blasted into dust, dispersing into this world.

It was as if he had never set foot in this world.

The three Purple Light Divine Thunders of Confucianism completely annihilated an old devil who plagued the world.

Seeing Gongsun Boqing turned into dust, the Witch Clan disciples present were all stunned with fright, followed by a burst of ecstasy, realizing that their Witch Clan had produced an Earthly Immortal, didn’t this mean their Witch Clan had finally risen?

In an instant, countless Witch People all knelt on the ground.

”Greetings, Clan Leader!”

The Witch Clan is realistic like this, the victor is the king, the strong are respected, Feng Xuewen entered the Land Immortal Realm, becoming the third Earthly Immortal in the world, which made all the Witches present see hope, wondering why they had to dwell in Wushan all this time.

Wasn’t it their great ideal to carve out a land and become kings, disregarding the court?

Is this ideal too excessive? Why can’t it be realized a bit?

Therefore, many pinned their hopes on Feng Xuewen, believing as long as he was willing, their wishes could be fulfilled.

Feng Xuewen ignored them, not even casting them a glance, as he was extremely weak at this moment, standing feebly, his body resonating with the remnants of his outburst.

The air was filled with the lingering essence of his Confucian Sage aura.

His body was verging on collapse.

”Uncle!”

A voice calling uncle, followed by Feng Hongyuan rushing over, stretching out his hands wanting to embrace Feng Xuewen.

But Feng Xuewen reached out and blocked Hong Yuan: ”Don’t touch me.”

Hong Yuan paused, looking at him: ”What’s wrong, Uncle?”

Feng Xuewen said: ”Don’t touch me, just let me look at you like this.”

”Uncle, you?”

Hong Yuan looked at Feng Xuewen, her nose suddenly sour, and tears welled up, Feng Xuewen smiled slightly and said: ”Why cry, this time no one will force you to do anything you don’t want to do!”

Hong Yuan wept: ”Uncle, I, I just want you to live on.”

Feng Xuewen continued: ”What’s the difference between living and dying, it’s just switching to another place to study.”

Just then, Feng Xuewen reached out and instantly extracted many things from Gongsun Boqing’s cave, among them a bunch of herbs, Feng Xuewen flicked a flower, and instantly a Golden Headed Crow appeared in his hand.

Looking at the Golden Headed Crow before him, Feng Xuewen beckoned: ”Nephew!”

Chen Jie, hearing his name, hurriedly stepped forward, respectfully bowing; if in the past he called Feng Xuewen his uncle, it would have been a slight lowering of status, but now it felt more like an elevated association.

After all, this was an Earthly Immortal of the world.

No Earthly Immortal isn’t the pinnacle of the world; although Feng Xuewen’s personality wasn’t likable, one couldn’t deny he was a prodigious talent.

As for his character and fate, Chen Jie chose to respect others’ destinies.

Feng Xuewen said: ”This is the Golden Headed Crow you wanted, I’ll give it to you, along with that pile of herbs, take them if you like.”

Upon hearing this, many people’s eyes turned red, knowing that the herbs left by Gongsun Boqing were treasures of treasures.

Chen Jie was also stunned to find many advanced herbs inside, even some prescriptions, and with these herbs’ help, Chen Jie felt he could possibly reach higher Realms, or at least his subordinates surely could.

Using these herbs, Chen Jie felt he could promote one or two Dragon Realms easily.

Thus solving the problem of his insufficient force.

Chen Jie immediately cupped his hands: ”Thank you, Uncle.”

Feng Xuewen said: ”No need, actually, nephew, I have glimpsed a trace of your fate in the river of destiny, though your life has crises, perseverance will surely lead to success.”

”I give you these eight words: ’[Unremittingly, gold and stone can be carved]’!”

”[Unremittingly, gold and stone can be carved]”

Chen Jie murmured the eight words Feng Xuewen gave him, his heart faintly enlightened, feeling that his path must be right, and if Feng Xuewen truly used Heaven and Earth methods to glimpse a part of the future, what hardships might he face that would challenge his perseverance?

Chen Jie pondered, simultaneously strengthening his resolve.

Besides the words, Chen Jie was more concerned with the pile of treasures left by Gongsun Boqing, proceeding to wrap them all in his cloak like a big bundle.

Seeing this, someone from the Witch Clan panicked, hastily approaching: ”Clan Leader, Clan Leader, you can’t ignore us, the despicable Han and Mulan people are attacking the mountain, our Witch Clan’s foundation is about to be destroyed, please, help us, save us!”

The pleas of the Witch People caught Feng Xuewen’s attention; he turned to them and said: ”Do you know why the Witch Clan has been suffering all these years?”

The people of the Witch Clan were puzzled, not understanding what Feng Xuewen meant.

Feng Xuewen said: ”Have you ever thought, what is shackling our Witch Clan?”

The people of the Witch Clan were bewildered, looking at each other blankly, Feng Xuewen said: ”It’s the Witch Clan’s heritage.”

”Ah!”

Hearing this, a group of people were stunned, staring, dumbfounded, at Feng Xuewen, thinking, ”Isn’t this absurd?”