Li Miaoru once saw an ancient record in the library of the Azure Sky Academy that documented an alternative destiny.
These people were born ordinary and unremarkable, even blending into the crowd.
But when the energy within one's body begins to sprout, it is the time when one's closest relatives will suffer.
This has nothing to do with a harbinger of misfortune, but rather a blood sacrifice for the awakening of destiny.
Throughout the entire Holy Spirit Continent, only the Witches require the blood sacrifice of their closest relatives to awaken their destiny.
An ancient race, the Witch Clan.
In ancient times, the Wu Clan, who possessed the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was incredibly powerful. Even ancient divine beasts and ancient races would choose to retreat when facing the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
But as time went by, the once invincible Wu tribe slowly disappeared into the river of time.
The twelve ancestral witches, who were said to have the power to split the heavens, have gradually been forgotten.
Many, many years later, news of the birth of the witch was finally reported, but one of the witches was no longer a member of the witch clan.
Some say that the Witch Clan was too powerful and unruly, which aroused the wrath of Heaven, leading to their annihilation and sealing. The occasional appearance of a Witch is also in an attempt to find a way to unseal the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
No one can tell what's true and what's false, after all, the era of the witch clan was too long ago, and even if a witch was born later, she would soon disappear without a trace.
This has led to fragmented records about shamans, making it difficult to explain exactly what happened.
But one thing is certain: wherever a witch awakens, her closest relatives and the place where she resides will inevitably be subjected to a blood sacrifice.
All places with causal relationships to witchcraft will become part of the blood sacrifice.
Because these people who were sacrificed were originally people cultivated by the witch clan or relied on the witch clan for survival.
The City of Sword Saints, where Sheng Lingxiao was born, became the place of his blood sacrifice, and everything he experienced afterward was also part of that blood sacrifice.
This blood sacrifice will only stop when they are fully awakened.
The talents awakened by a witch are of two kinds: physical body and curse.
Legend has it that the witch's physical body was so strong that it could split the heavens, and that she could be invincible and sweep away all powerful enemies with just her two iron fists.
A curse is an extremely strange ability. Wherever a place is cursed by a witch, all living things are wiped out and not a blade of grass grows. The soul of the cursed person suffers endless torment day and night and can never be reincarnated.
Because a sorcerer's curse is performed by offering their own physical body and soul as sacrifices, a sorcerer can only cast a curse once in their lifetime.
So after hearing Sheng Lingxiao's story and combining it with the descriptions in the ancient books she had read, Li Miaoru was certain that this guy was the legendary witch.
You can call him a chosen one, or you can say he isn't, because the biggest difference between him and other chosen ones is...
What protected him from being killed before his awakening was the power of the witch's curse, which is also the reason why those people from the Vermilion Bird Temple died inexplicably.
After awakening, the cursed power disappeared, because the witch was inherently rejected by the Heavenly Dao, so he did not receive the divine protection and punishment that the chosen one would receive.
In other words, from now on, whether he lives or dies depends entirely on himself.
It's no longer possible to kill anyone who touches him like before.
Just as Li Miaoru was thinking about these things, Sheng Lingxiao crawled out of the spiritual cocoon with extreme excitement.
That's right, this guy didn't even wait to absorb and refine all the spiritual energy before he couldn't wait to climb out.
After climbing out, he straightened his tattered and blood-stained clothes and then bowed respectfully to Li Miaoru.
"Sheng Lingxiao thanks Miss for saving him!"
If she hadn't known that this guy had been wandering alone since he was three years old and didn't even have anyone to talk to, Li Miaoru would have turned on him on the spot just because of this "kindness of being reborn".
Looking at Sheng Lingxiao, who was still bowing solemnly, Li Miaoru shook her head helplessly.
"No need for thanks. As I said, we each got what we needed."
As she spoke, Li Miaoru took out a storage ring and handed it to him.
"Here are some healing medicines and cultivation items such as spirit crystals. You can take them."
After saying that, Li Miaoru waved to Little Fatty and Phoenix Bird.
The karmic ties between her and Sheng Lingxiao had been resolved, and they had both obtained the opportunities they needed, so she did not intend to linger here any longer.
Because of her, she can now clearly sense the location of the Nine Netherworld Fire.
Seeing that Li Miaoru was about to leave, Sheng Lingxiao, who was holding the storage ring, quickly thanked her and said goodbye.
But to show his gratitude to Li Miaoru, he decided to give her a short piece of music, just one piece.
Li Miaoru didn't say anything to the awakened witch clan youth and let him be.
To Li Miaoru's surprise, Sheng Lingxiao kept giving her gifts, fiddling with the storage ring he had never owned before, and excitedly talking to her.
Li Miaoru's attention was entirely focused on the Nine Netherworld Fire, and she paid little attention to the boy beside her who was talking to himself.
Sheng Lingxiao then put a large rock into his storage ring, took it out, and then casually gathered up some dry wood from the roadside before taking it out again.
They were having a great time.
He was very innocent, as innocent as a child, and a lonely child who had never had any friends or toys, and the kind of heartfelt joy that comes from suddenly finding companions and beloved toys.
And they cherish it even more.
But the phoenix turned its head away in disgust at his somewhat clueless naiveté.
You should know that in ancient times, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were on par with the Phoenix Ancestor, but now Sheng Lingxiao looks like a big idiot who has never seen the world.
This made the phoenix feel a little embarrassed.
Sheng Lingxiao didn't care about anything and continued to have a great time.
Play for a while, then catch up with Little Fatty. After walking side by side for a while, run over to anything interesting you see and try to collect it with your storage ring.
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