Longzang

Chapter 584 The Peacock's Great Joy and the Supreme Sage

In the aftermath of war, the Witch Domain was a scene of ruins and devastation.

A tall, bald shaman dressed in battle armor and cloak walked into a small town. He walked along the central road of the town, looking left and right as he went.

The town was quite desolate. Although not all the houses were empty, at least three or four were abandoned, and the owners had nowhere to be found.

Most of the town's shamans were dressed in tattered clothes, many even worse than the refugees, exposing most of their bodies and relying on scales and thick skin to resist environmental erosion.

As soon as this shaman entered the town, many other shamans peered out, curiously observing the newcomer.

Some of the children of the Wu tribe were both curious and afraid, hiding behind their elders and secretly watching this unfamiliar Wu.

Any daring children who tried to get closer were dragged back by their parents and given a good beating, then scolded: "That's the great wizard! If you accidentally get his clothes dirty, you'll have your arms and legs cut off and be made into meat balls to feed the war beasts!"

Although the shaman who entered the town was travel-worn and ugly, his demeanor and clothing indicated that he was a shaman.

The town was mostly populated by commoners and slaves. Their mere presence in the wizard's field of vision was considered an offense against him, a very serious crime. If the wizard was displeased, he could beat them half to death, and if they died, he would only have to pay a small amount of money. This applied to powerful and influential commoners; ordinary commoners simply died.

Therefore, in the territory of the Wu tribe, if you are disliked by powerful figures, your life is always in danger.

The newly arrived shaman walked to the center of town, having already taken in all the surrounding conversations. There was an inn in town, the only one still open. It was said that there used to be several restaurants in town, but they were all closed now.

The shaman entered the inn and found a table to sit down. The inn rooms were very tall, and the tables and chairs were of different sizes. There was also a large, smoothed stone platform on which wine and dishes were laid out. A shaman, more than ten zhang long, was sitting on this stone, eating his meal.

As soon as the shaman entered, the shaman who was sitting on the rock felt as if he were facing a natural enemy. He rushed out of the inn and disappeared without a trace, even abandoning the food and wine he had just started eating.

The shaman walked directly to the table in the very center and sat down regally.

Then a burly shaman with scales covering his arms walked to his table. This shaman was the best-dressed in town, even wearing a silk scarf around his neck. However, the scarf was bright red, which looked festive against his dark green body.

The burly shaman placed a barrel of wine on the table and said in a deep voice, "This is the best wine in town, transported from the human realm. It is presented to the esteemed shaman lord, in the hope that we can become friends! My name is Wolf Bear, and I am the town mayor."

The shaman clasped his hands together, lifted his hat to reveal his bald head, and said, "My name is Peacock, and I am a spirit shaman."

Only wolves and bears could clearly hear the words "spirit witch".

The one known as Peacock is not a true sorcerer; it merely wears the shell of a sorcerer, while Wei Yuan is inside.

Wolf Bear looked at Wei Yuan's bald head with a solemn expression and asked, "Are you a member of the Pure Land Sect?"

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "The City of Heaven is high above, and only one in ten thousand witches can enter it. But our Peacock Garan Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli is different. Any witch who devoutly believes in my Lord can be reborn in the Land of Lapis Lazuli in the next life, enjoy eternal life, and be far away from all resentment, hatred, sorrow and suffering."

Wolf Bear said, "The Pure Land Sect has long been designated as a heretical sect by Lord Red Leaf. This is the Land of Rain. Aren't you afraid that Lord Red Leaf will find out and capture you to be sacrificed to the heavens?"

Wei Yuan smiled slightly and said, "If this were any other place, I might be afraid. But this is the Land of Rain, and I am a Spirit Shaman." Wei Yuan emphasized "Spirit Shaman" again, and Wolf Bear's expression finally changed. Although they were both Great Shamans, Wolf Bear's face showed a mixture of fear and awe, and his attitude became even more respectful.

All the shamans around were shocked and frightened, and many of the shamans who were eating quietly crawled out.

At this time, the Rain Kingdom had just suffered a crushing defeat in a major battle with the Spirit Witch army, with two important Nether Witches severely wounded. It is said that both sides are now preparing for peace talks, and the higher-ups have issued an order strictly prohibiting any actions that could disrupt the talks during this period.

In the understanding of ordinary witches, this command means that as long as there is a conflict with the spirit witch, regardless of the reason or right or wrong, it is always one's own fault, and the spirit witch lords are always right.

Therefore, the people of the Rain Kingdom are quite hateful and fearful of the spirit witches. Eighty percent of them are fearful, one-tenth are hateful, and the remaining tenth are hoping to see if they can attach themselves to the back of a certain spirit witch lord.

"What, you don't believe me? Do you think I'm ugly?" Wei Yuan's face turned cold. He raised his arms, and another pair of arms appeared under his armpits, making all four arms equally agile.

The wolf-bear's expression changed again. He took two steps back and knelt down with his massive body.

The Spirit Witch is known for its magic, which is as unpredictable as a storm and ever-changing. Unlike the Ghost Witch lineage, which originated from the Blood Witch, their specialty is various blood curses, and they have little else to offer.

The way the witches cast spells differs from that of the humans. When humans cast spells, they mostly emphasize an ethereal and otherworldly demeanor. The power of the spell is not important; the posture must be graceful and otherworldly.

The witch tribe is accustomed to using every part of their body to cast spells. The more movable a part is, the faster the spell can be cast, and the more distorted and deformed the spell appears, the more ethereal and graceful it seems to the witches. Therefore, the scenes of witches, especially spirit witches, casting spells are quite abstract and difficult to describe.

Now that Wei Yuan had gained a pair of arms, his strength was significantly greater than with four claws, indicating he was definitely a figure of importance among the spirit witches. Furthermore, Wei Yuan was a witch, naturally a level above nobles—a rule established by the City of Heaven and applicable throughout the entire witch realm.

With the two combined, the seemingly rugged wolf-bear immediately knelt down, quite decisively and smoothly.

Wei Yuan then retracted his arms, and this ability to change their shape at will once again opened the eyes of all the shamans present.

Wei Yuan was very satisfied with the gazes of the surrounding witch clan members. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly paused.

At this moment, a strange movement occurred amidst the smoke and fire of the mortal realm, as several wisps of light green aura drifted down! It was actually the aura of the Witch Clan!
These few strands of fortune floated aimlessly, seemingly unable to find a place to settle.

Wei Yuan was the type of person who would forget his principles as soon as he saw good fortune. He was in a great hurry and was thinking about what to do when a statue suddenly appeared in a secluded corner by the sea. The statue was a bald creature with three faces and four arms, whose face vaguely resembled Wei Yuan's.

The nearby mortals didn't even ask how the statue came to be; they simply activated their bloodline's instinct to worship anything from outer space, bowing down before the statue and chanting: "The Great Joyful Saint of the Celestial Peacock of the Glazed Heaven..."

Upon hearing this title, Wei Yuan felt a discomfort in his heart and a slight shortness of breath.

However, the worship was quite effective; the faint traces of the witch clan's fortune found their target and entered the statue.

At this moment, Wei Yuan suppressed his anger and confusion, returned to reality, and said to the wolf-bear with its chin on the ground, "Let me ask you, is there a single woman with a child living around here?"

(End of this chapter)