Chapter 371: A Huge Surprise

To avoid any unexpected changes, Xiao Hei’s enhancement process this time was not carried out within Su Che’s dantian but instead took place in the Immortal Prison, which seemed safer.
Although it was Xiao Hei’s first time entering the Immortal Prison space, he had no thoughts or intelligence, so he remained completely unresponsive, just as dull and obedient as he was inside Su Che’s dantian.
The transformation process was very simple. Lao Hei merged the chaotic energy within himself with the Black Stone Clear Flow and the True Blood of the Witch God, transforming it into a richer and more potent form of chaotic energy. He then presented it to Xiao Hei. Without any instructions, Xiao Hei began devouring it frantically, like a hungry wolf.
From his enthusiasm, it was clear that this kind of energy was his favorite—his most nutritious “superfood.”
Soon, all the energy was consumed. Although Xiao Hei’s size didn’t change, his internal capacity increased several times over. This meant that the power of his strongest attacks would also increase by the same amount.
The process went smoothly. This time, Xiao Hei didn’t cause any strange incidents. Once the transformation was complete, Su Che brought him back to his dantian.
“From now on, my strongest trump card will be Xiao Hei,” Su Che thought with joy and eagerness. He couldn’t wait to head to factions like the Taiyi Gate and test just how sharp his sword really was.
“Are you ready?”
Seeing Su Che stand up, Tian Yin asked softly.
“Yes,” Su Che nodded. “I now have the True Blood of the Witch God. Next, I have my second request—please give me a huge surprise.”
These were the exact words Tian Yin had once said, and Su Che still remembered them clearly.
Tian Yin also stood up and pointed in a certain direction on the plain below. “There’s an Ancestral Witch God Temple there. Your surprise is there.”
“Great!”
Su Che activated the Star Emperor Compass and flew in that direction.
In just a few breaths, he indeed saw an extremely magnificent temple standing there, as tall as a small mountain.
In fact, the entire temple was carved from a black-gold jade mountain hundreds of feet high. It was a single piece, carved entirely out of one huge rock with no seams at all.
Such craftsmanship seemed incredible, but for those Witch Tribe warriors who could transform into beings thousands of feet tall, it was merely a carefully crafted work of art—one they could easily lift and move around by themselves.

When Su Che and Tian Yin entered the hall, they found that the Ancestral Witch Temple was extremely clean and tidy inside and out, indicating that the guardians of the Mi Xian Realm took great care to maintain it, allowing not a speck of dust to enter the temple. Inside the hall, the figure of the guardian immediately appeared before them and bowed to Su Che, saying, “Congratulations, Lord, on successfully obtaining the true blood of the Witch God. This proves that the Witch God fully recognizes you now.” Su Che nodded silently, having no desire to converse with him—this guy had little other purpose than to be annoying. In the spacious hall stood twelve giant statues, all of bizarre shapes—some with bird heads, some with snake bodies. Clearly, they were statues of the twelve Ancestral Witches. The walls of the hall were also covered in reliefs or totems, recording the great achievements of the Witch race over millions of years, though for other races, they often represented repeated disasters. In this regard, Su Che believed it was necessary to admit objectively that the Witch race was indeed a race unworthy of sympathy or pity. They had merely ended up in their current situation due to a series of coincidences. Moreover, having received so many benefits from the Witch race, it would be unacceptable to take money without doing anything in return. He had also promised Tian Yin that he would do his utmost to help her… Like Su Che, Tian Yin largely ignored the stiff-minded guardian. She pointed to an inconspicuous corner in the hall, where stood an unremarkable, wordless stone stele, about ten feet tall. Ten feet tall was considered small for the Witch race, but such a stele seemed extremely out of place compared to their carving skills and the overall style of the hall’s decorations. Why would it be placed there alone? “This stele is your surprise,” Tian Yin said softly. “Oh?” Su Che asked curiously, “What’s its use?” “The predecessor of the Mi Xian Realm was a naturally formed spatial treasure. Without any human intervention, it already possessed a highly special internal space. It had no elements associated with the five elements but could still hold all things in the world.” Tian Yin explained in detail, “This treasure fell into the hands of an ancient great immortal, who used it to create his personal immortal palace. Later, when that immortal was killed by the Witch God, his immortal palace fell into the hands of the Witch race.” Su Che replied casually, “So, the Witch race transformed this immortal palace into the current Mi Xian Realm?”

“Yes, it doesn’t possess any of the Five Elements attributes. It is the only spatial artifact known to exist that can be used to house the Witch Clan,” Tianyin replied. “But the Witch Clan isn’t good at crafting artifacts; their modifications are only superficial, and the core part of it remains unchanged.”

Then, Tianyin led Su Che to the inscriptionless stone tablet and pointed at it, saying, “This stone tablet is the most crucial part of the entire immortal mansion—what we commonly call the Guardian Tablet of the Mansion.”

“It really is the Guardian Tablet of the Mansion.”

Su Che finally understood. Logically, if he could refine this Guardian Tablet, it would mean he could fully control the entire Mi Xian Realm and become the true master of this spatial artifact.

But since this ancient immortal mansion had been altered by the Witch Clan, with a spirit artifact created to serve them completely, things became much more complicated.

Sure enough, Tianyin continued, “The problem is that even if you can refine this Guardian Tablet, you won’t be able to fully control the Mi Xian Realm. At most, you can only have 30% control over it.”

“30% would already be quite good,” Su Che nodded in response. “But after all, this is an ancient immortal mansion—many times more advanced than today’s immortal residences. I’m only at the Yuan Ying cultivation level. How could I possibly refine its Guardian Tablet?”

Logically, asking Su Che, at his Yuan Ying level, to refine this Guardian Tablet was like ordering an ant to lift a boulder weighing a thousand jin. No matter how strong the ant was, it would be impossible.

“Other Yuan Ying cultivators definitely can’t do it, but you…” Tianyin’s gaze shone brightly. “The energy contained within that black giant you control is likely the primordial chaos energy that created all things. Using this energy, you should be able to refine the stone tablet.”

“You also think it’s chaos energy?” This was the first time Su Che had discussed the energy inside Xiao Hei with Tianyin.

Chaos energy was supreme. Previously, Su Che and Lao Hei had guessed it to be chaos energy, but guesses were just that—guesses. Perhaps discovering the true answer might lead to disappointment.

But now that Tianyin shared the same belief, Su Che couldn’t hide his excitement. In Lao Hei’s words: If it really is chaos energy, that would be amazing!

“It can’t be wrong. I trust my judgment,” Tianyin nodded and added, “By refining the Guardian Tablet, although you won’t have full control over the internal world of the Mi Xian Realm, you can carry this spatial artifact with you wherever you go. It will follow you wherever you go. You must see the advantages of this, right?”

Of course he did!

Su Che wasn’t stupid; he quickly understood that if he could carry the Mi Xianjing with him, even if he couldn’t use it to fight enemies or control its internal space, it meant he had a vast treasure waiting to be explored at any time. The most pressing issue of time was thus resolved. Just think—bringing the Mi Xianjing back to Tianxuanzong, he could explore it during his breaks from training to find some ancient treasures, treating it as a treasure-hunting game to relieve stress. Treating treasure hunting as a form of leisure after training was truly a life’s pleasure. Moreover, this enjoyment could last for ninety years, until the arrival of the Witch God after a century.

“This is the great surprise Tianyin mentioned earlier,” Su Che thought to himself. “Indeed, it’s a huge surprise!”

“Tianyin…”

Su Che gazed deeply at the woman before him, his voice low. “How can I thank you?”

Tianyin lowered her gaze, unable to withstand his intense stare, and said softly, “There’s no need to thank me. I’ve said before that the future of our Witch Clan rests on you. I only hope that when you reach the pinnacle, you won’t forget that our clan always needs your help.”

Su Che nodded firmly, saying nothing. Some things didn’t need to be spoken aloud; it was most important to keep them in mind and act on them in the future.

At that moment, an impudent fellow stepped forward, ruining the serene atmosphere between Su Che and Tianyin with his stiff, monotone voice. “May I ask, Lord, why does this human woman who came with you know so much about our Witch Clan’s history?”

“When did you develop such strong curiosity?” Su Che glared at him, nearly unleashing his Destroying Fist.

“My duty is to protect the Mi Xianjing. But this human woman knows so many details about it—I must find out why,” the guardian said in a dutiful tone.

Although Su Che was annoyed by him, there was no need to get upset with such a mere duty-bound spirit. He replied, “Her past life was Tianyin, the great shaman of your Witch Clan. You must still remember her, right?”

“Tianyin, the great shaman?” The guardian showed a hint of excitement before immediately questioning, “What evidence do you have to prove she’s her reincarnation?”

Su Che turned to look at Tian Yin and saw her shake her head gently, indicating that there was no concrete evidence. Su Che then said to the Guardian Envoy, “Whether there is evidence or not doesn’t matter. As long as it doesn’t hinder you, it’s none of your business!” The Guardian Envoy was momentarily stunned; with his quick thinking, he didn’t know how to respond to Su Che’s words. Too lazy to deal with him! Whoa! Su Che didn’t summon Xiao Hei. Relying on the chaotic energy transmitted from the Immortal Prison by Lao Hei, he enveloped the characterless stone stele and began an extremely slow process of refinement.