Awakening the intelligence panel, the liver becomes a fairy

Qin Wang opened his eyes and saw Zhang Fujian and others in a standoff with the members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan. Although neither side had yet moved to attack, the tension was palpable, and a spark could ignite the conflict at any moment.

Zhang Fujian's attention was mostly on Qin Wang, and he was the first to notice Qin Wang waking up.

"Master! Are you okay?" Zhang Fujian asked with concern.

Yan Cangwu and Jiang Haotian also looked at him with worried expressions. After all, their lives were bound to Qin Wang's, and if something happened to him, they would also be in danger.

"I'm fine," Qin Wang answered slowly.

Hearing this, Zhang Fujian and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Wang then looked at Cu Heng.

"I've made a pact with your ancestor, the Cursed Dragon. As long as you ensure the survival of your bloodline, you will obey my commands."

Qin Wang slightly altered the terms of the agreement with the Cursed Dragon. Since he had obtained the Cursed Dragon's mark, it was only fitting that he also took over the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan.

Upon hearing this, Cu Heng and the others were stunned.

"Are you joking?"

"Boy, even if we all die, we will not submit to an outsider!"

"Give up on this thought!"

"The glory of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan will last forever!"

The members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan shouted loudly, their voices booming.

Qin Wang paid no attention to the shouting and instead focused on Cu Heng. He figured that, as the Grand Priest, Cu Heng would be able to sense something.

As Qin Wang suspected, Cu Heng did sense the aura of the Cursed Dragon on Qin Wang. This aura, belonging to their ancestor, was something that even Cu Heng, as the Grand Priest, felt a strong impulse to revere.

However, the ordinary members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan, with their diluted bloodlines, did not sense this aura.

Cu Heng sighed inwardly and raised his staff.

"Everyone, be quiet."

His command reached the ears of the clan members. While they might not obey Qin Wang, they would follow the Grand Priest’s orders.

"You say you have a pact with the ancestor. What proof do you have?"

Cu Heng looked at Qin Wang seriously.

Qin Wang raised his right hand.

On the previously empty back of his hand, the mark of the Cursed Dragon appeared, and at the same time, his aura of the Cursed Dragon grew even stronger.

Even the ordinary clan members, with their diluted bloodlines, could sense Qin Wang's current nobility.

"Ancestor above."

Cu Heng shouted loudly and bowed down to Qin Wang.

The clan members nearby also bowed down to the ground.

"Ancestor above!"

Seeing this, other clan members also began to bow down one after another.

Soon, only Qin Wang, Zhang Fujian, Yan Cangwu, and Jiang Haotian remained standing, while the others lay prostrate on the ground.

Sensing something, the Cursed Dragon mark on Qin Wang’s right hand became hot.

"Hmm?"

Qin Wang frowned slightly but quickly relaxed.

It was evident that he had been recognized by the mark. This confirmed that he truly possessed the Cursed Dragon's mark.

It must be said, the Cursed Dragon was indeed a cunning old fox, testing Qin Wang one last time to see if he would help the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan.

Qin Wang glanced at the Cursed Dragon mark on his right hand, feeling puzzled.

Even though he had the mark, he still didn't understand what benefits it might bring him.

Perhaps he should ask Cu Heng.

Qin Wang instructed Cu Heng to prepare the entire Cursed Shadow Witch Clan for relocation and to leave the current location, moving through the teleportation array to the Witch Clan’s ancestral land.

"The thing is... that might be difficult."

Cu Heng said with a wry smile.

"Why?" Qin Wang asked, puzzled.

Cu Heng spread his hands.

"Activating the teleportation array requires a massive amount of spirit stones. Each person needs one hundred thousand spirit stones to reach the Witch Clan’s ancestral land. Although sending more people at once is somewhat more economical, moving the entire Cursed Shadow Witch Clan would require an astronomical number of spirit stones."

Cu Heng looked helpless.

If it were possible, he would certainly want to move the clan to the ancestral land, but they simply lacked the spirit stones.

"How many are needed in total?" Qin Wang asked directly.

"Approximately... three hundred million spirit stones," Cu Heng replied after some thought.

Qin Wang nodded slightly.

Three hundred million spirit stones might seem like a lot to others, but for Qin Wang, it was nothing.

Throughout his journey, he had accumulated a vast number of spirit stones from killing many Nascent Soul realists.

Qin Wang asked Cu Heng to clear a large area and instructed Zhang Fujian and the others to take out all the spirit stones from their storage bags.

Although Zhang Fujian and the others were unsure of what was happening, they obediently took out the spirit stones and piled them up in the square.

Soon, a small mountain of spirit stones appeared beside the altar.

The sheer quantity of spirit stones and their concentration of spiritual energy made the entire square feel like a small paradise.

The members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan stood around, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy.

Without the protection of the Five Ghosts and Zhang Fujian, the clan members might have lost their composure and rushed to grab the spirit stones.

Cu Heng stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

He never imagined that Qin Wang would have so many spirit stones.

"Here are four hundred million spirit stones. That should be enough, right?"

Qin Wang said calmly.

"Yes, yes, it's definitely enough."

Cu Heng nodded repeatedly.

Suddenly, Cu Heng thought of something and looked at Qin Wang with some embarrassment.

"Uh... If there are any leftovers, could we keep some for the clan? The clan's low cultivation levels are due to a lack of spirit stones and medicinal pills. Otherwise, how could the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan fall to the edge like this?"

Cu Heng looked at Qin Wang with hopeful eyes.

"If there are any leftovers, you can keep them for the clan. You will be in charge," Qin Wang said indifferently.

"Yes, Clan Leader!" Cu Heng hurriedly agreed.

"From now on, just call me Qin Shao. The title of Clan Leader feels awkward," Qin Wang said lightly.

With the teleportation array activated, the members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan entered the array one by one and disappeared.

In the end, only Qin Wang and the others remained.

Cu Heng took one last look at their former home and stepped into the teleportation array.

---

Witch Clan Ancestral Land.

Teleportation Array Square.

The once relatively empty square was now crowded with people. Nearly three thousand members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan had gathered here.

The guards at the teleportation array were astonished.

They never expected so many people would be teleporting, and the amount of spirit stones consumed must be enormous.

"Is this the Witch Clan Ancestral Land? It really is different."

"I feel like the air is even sweet."

"Of course, the spiritual energy here is much richer than back in our place, so it’s naturally sweet."

"Heavens, I’ve arrived at the Ancestral Land. Thank you, Ancestors, thank you, Clan Leader."

The members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan were deeply moved.

Cu Heng looked at the towering Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers, tears welling up in his eyes.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers were the sacred ground of all the Witch Clans.

Soon, Qin Wang and the others emerged from the teleportation array.

The once-flickering teleportation array finally settled down.

The surrounding guards breathed a sigh of relief.

If more people had continued to arrive, they might have suspected an invasion of the Witch Clan Ancestral Land.

It seemed that this was merely a tribe relocating.

However...

Using the teleportation array for relocation was indeed extravagant.

The head guard saw Cu Heng’s staff and immediately understood that he must be the Grand Priest of the tribe.

He approached Cu Heng to discuss the arrangements.

Qin Wang paid no attention to these details. His purpose here was to rescue Wanyan Meng and then take her to the Clear Water Immortal’s inheritance place.

After all, according to the intelligence provided, taking Wanyan Meng to the inheritance site would bring unexpected benefits.

Being highlighted by the system as having "unexpected benefits" was certainly extraordinary.

With Cu Heng handling the relocation arrangements for the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan, Qin Wang, accompanied by Zhang Fujian and others, set out to gather information about Jiu Zi.

After some investigation, Qin Wang realized he didn’t need to search for information.

Jiu Zi was so renowned that she had her own residence as the Holy Maiden of the Witch Clan.

However, the number of people seeking to meet Jiu Zi was overwhelming, almost breaking the threshold, with piles of appointment slips.

Zhang Fujian delivered the appointment slip but only had it discarded by the guards at the door.

Even when Zhang Fujian mentioned being an old friend from the Southern Region, the guards pointed to a crowd of people.

"Those over there are old friends from the Southern Region, and those are from the Central Continent. No matter who you are, you need to wait in line."

The guards sneered.

Zhang Fujian had no choice but to report back to Qin Wang.

Qin Wang was also somewhat resigned.

It could only be said that  Jiu Zi was indeed extremely high-profile.

The Cursed Shadow Witch Clan was assigned a place on the outskirts of the Witch Clan Ancestral Land, where they were permitted to build their homes. For the members of the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan, constructing houses was straightforward. Most of them were cultivators, at least at the Qi Refining stage, so building houses was a simple task.

Qin Wang and the others arrived at the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan’s new settlement.

“Qin Shao, Qin Shao, there’s something I just found out!” Cu Heng rushed over.

“Hmm? What’s the matter?” Qin Wang asked with curiosity.

“It’s like this: because our Cursed Shadow Witch Clan is descended from the Cursed Dragon, we have the right to enter the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers,” Cu Heng said, his face filled with excitement and pride.

Being descendants of the Cursed Dragon was a perpetual glory for them.

“Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers?” Qin Wang raised an eyebrow.

He had walked around the Witch Clan Ancestral Land and had noted the twelve towering high spires at the center. The mysterious aura they emanated made Qin Wang very curious. However, each tower was guarded by strong figures, and Qin Wang did not want to provoke the Witch Clan, so he had avoided infiltrating the towers.

Now learning that the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan had the right to enter the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers was an unexpected boon.

“Yes. After entering the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers, you can challenge the twelve trials. If you pass all twelve trials, you will gain the right to witness the resurrection ceremony of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers!” Cu Heng said excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wang suddenly had a realization.

The resurrection ceremony of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers!

If someone wanted to harm Wanyan Meng, it would be to offer her as a sacrifice to resurrect the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers.

Now that he could not find Jiu Zi and did not know where Wanyan Meng was held, being present at the resurrection ceremony would give him the chance to save her.

With this thought in mind, Qin Wang quickly made a decision.

“I want to enter the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers,” Qin Wang said directly.

Cu Heng, who had come to find Qin Wang specifically to represent the Cursed Shadow Witch Clan in the trials, was overjoyed by Qin Wang’s initiative.

“That’s truly wonderful. Qin Shao, the challenge will start tomorrow morning. I wish you great success in the trials,” Cu Heng said, making a gesture of blessing.

Qin Wang nodded slightly.

---

Saint Maiden’s Residence.

Jiu Zi sat on the floor in her room, hands forming seals and striking the door.

Boom!

A loud crash, but the door remained unmoved.

Jiu Zi slumped down, sighing in frustration.

She never imagined she would be imprisoned.

Could it be… something has gone wrong with Wanyan Meng?

Jiu Zi’s mind flashed with a troubling thought.

---

Witch Clan Sacred Land.

Altar.

At this moment, Wanyan Meng was seated cross-legged in the center of the altar, eyes closed, her face calm and serene, as if in a deep sleep with no sign of pain.

The Witch Clan’s Grand Elder gazed at Wanyan Meng with intense eyes.

“We’re almost there; it’s almost complete. The glory of our Witch Clan will shine once again!”

The Grand Elder clenched his fists.

---

In the early hours of the morning.

Qin Wang opened the intelligence panel.

[Daily Intelligence Update!]

[Today's Intelligence!]

1: Upon arriving at the Witch Clan Ancestral Land yesterday, you have learned that the Twelve Ancestral Witch Towers conceal a fragment of the essence of each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. To obtain this essence, one must possess the mark of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.]

2: Upon arriving at the Witch Clan Ancestral Land yesterday, you have learned that there are only seven days remaining before Wanyan Meng is sacrificed.]

3: You received the third fragment of the Celestial Fire Tower from Cu Heng yesterday, and you have learned that the fourth and fifth fragments are located in the Central Continent, in the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty.]

4: You received the third fragment of the Celestial Fire Tower from Cu Heng yesterday, and you have learned that in order to repair the Celestial Fire Tower, you need to collect ten types of rare flames. Otherwise, the power of the Celestial Fire Tower will be greatly reduced.]