Upon hearing this, Ancestor Witch Houtu's eyes instantly lit up, and she stood frozen in place. She murmured to herself for a moment, then suddenly turned to Zhang Qing and bowed, saying, "Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for resolving my doubts. Houtu now understands her own path. Please accept these two drops of Ancestor Witch's essence blood. I kindly ask you to deliver one to my brother Dijiang, while the other is a token of my gratitude to you. You are already fully aware of the Wu Clan's physical cultivation methods, but the key lies in the Ancestor Witch's essence blood. Please forgive my previous deception."
As soon as Ancestor Witch Houtu finished speaking, she forced two drops of fist-sized essence blood from her heart. Ancestor Witch's essence blood was no ordinary item; it was a precious treasure containing the inherited heritage of the Wu Clan. The moment the essence blood appeared, it stirred up huge waves across the Sea of Blood.
Knowing this was no time for modesty, Zhang Qing waved his hand and put away the Ancestor Witch's essence blood, whereupon the churning Sea of Blood finally calmed down. With a solemn expression, Zhang Qing said to Houtu, "Fellow Daoist, since you possess such great compassionate resolve, you must know that this is a path of no return. Have you truly thought this through?"
Chapter 137