Who Made You Cultivate Seriously?

Qin Luo traveled to a world of cultivation where demons ran rampant. To protect himself, he came to the Dragon and Tiger Monastery to learn from a master, only to find out that his master was a swi...

Chapter 280 The Witch Clan

Qin Luo looked at these ancient stone slabs, many of which were related to witchcraft and rituals, and resembled simple line drawings.

Jiang Nanxi chuckled and said, "This is what I'm learning now. In the future, I will become a priestess like my sister."

Qin Luo turned to look at the girl beside him, "Do you really want to become a priestess?"

“Yes, I want to protect our faith like my sister,” Jiang Nanxi said with a determined look in her eyes.

Qin Luo didn't say anything.

Jiang Li walked in carrying fruit. "Master Qin, these fruits are all grown by ourselves."

Xuanqing picked up a peeled piece of fruit and ate it in big bites. He looked at Qin Luo and grinned, "Boss, you're amazing. You have friends wherever you go."

"You will have many friends in the future."

"Uh-huh."

Qin Luo sat on a bamboo chair, picked up some fruit, and saw Xiao Die standing properly beside him. He smiled and said, "Xiao Die, you don't need to stand, sit down."

Xiaodie shook her head, her little face serious, and said, "Master Dao, I like standing, so please let me stand."

"All right."

Qin Luo shook his head helplessly.

Hua Ying looked at the many stone slabs in the room, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said softly, "The gods recorded on these stone slabs are either human-headed and animal-bodied, or animal-bodied and human-headed. Only this stone slab has a human figure on it. Who is this?"

Jiang Nanxi's eyes were filled with awe. "Long ago, in an era when humans and gods coexisted, an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao descended to the world. We respectfully called Him the Heavenly Emperor, and some also called Him the Human Emperor. He is the common faith of our Wu tribe."

Qin Luo looked surprised; given the long history of the Wu Clan, the story seemed highly authentic.

Hua Ying looked at the blurry figure on the stone slab and said softly, "Once rain falls to the ground, it is no longer rain."