Granny took a deep, shaky breath, her low, raspy voice trembling with exhaustion. "I don't know the exact details of the Dieyi legend myself, but I once heard that old scoundrel say the greatest power behind the Jiuli Tribe is the Dieyi. They come from a mysterious, ancient clan that vanished long ago. The Holy Lord of that clan carries the universe within themselves, capable of opening the Gate of Time-Space and molding immortal bodies.
The witchcraft and Gu arts of the Jiuli Tribe were founded by a common Gu-master who served the Holy Lord. By chance, this master obtained a single drop of the Holy Lord's blood, which granted them mastery over Gu arts. While the Holy Lord was in seclusion, the master stole a bottle of Blood Pill that the Holy Lord had refined to extend their own life.
The elders of the Jiuli Tribe have only ever seen records of the Dieyi in ancient texts; they aren't even sure if they truly exist. Yet, every successive clan leader has known that the Dieyi are real, referring to these hidden figures as the 'shadows' of the Jiuli Tribe. As time passed, no one had actually laid eyes on them, so the leaders of the Jiuli Tribe decided to cultivate their own shadows, and thus, our witchcraft lineage took on this heavy responsibility. We followed the ancient secret manuals left by our ancestor, refining Gu time and again. We eventually succeeded in creating Blood Pills, but they were far inferior to the ones refined by the Holy Lord personally. Even so, they coul…
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