Chapter 490: Three Gifts

The Heavenly Wall shattered, revealing the starry sky of the Spirit Realm before their eyes.
“Warriors, go and claim your rewards.”
The Witch God’s command came with just a casual wave of his hand.
It was this indifferent gesture that would bring about tremendous changes to the entire structure of the universe.
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar…
Billions of Witch Tribe warriors cheered, shouted, and roared, wielding their massive battle axes as they flew toward the Spirit Realm…
From this day onward, countless powerful cultivators at the Refining Void stage and above would suffer and perish. For billions of Witch Tribe warriors needed their original souls to compensate for their innate deficiencies in order to ascend to the Immortal Realm.
The great calamity for heaven and earth had arrived!
Countless Witch Tribe warriors surged like a tide toward the starry sky of the Spirit Realm. The Witch God stood atop the Mi Xian Realm, then turned slowly. His all-seeing gaze fell on Tian Yin, and he asked in a low voice, “Tian Yin, do you intend to follow him?”
“Yes, Witch God.” Tian Yin replied softly, “Since I am human in this life, I must continue living in the way a human should.”
“Good. I respect your choice.”
The Witch God nodded. “Your body as a Great Witch has been well preserved in the Immortal Realm. If you change your mind, simply cultivate to the Refining Void stage, and you can transfer your original soul into that body. I will ensure you are reborn.”
“I understand, Witch God. Thank you.” Tian Yin bowed gracefully—not in the style of the Witch Tribe, but as a gesture of gratitude from a human woman, showing her determination to follow Su Che to the end.
“You lucky kid,” the Witch God said, addressing Su Che.
Su Che naturally understood what he meant and replied seriously, “Witch God, rest assured. I will take good care of Tian Yin.”
The Witch God, with a solemn expression, stared at Su Che for a long time before saying in a deep voice, “There are a few things I need to discuss with you alone.”
Tian Yin immediately turned to look at Su Che.
Su Che understood immediately and brought her into the Giant Wealth Palace. Now, only he and the Witch God remained on the Mi Xian Realm, standing face to face at equal heights, separated by a few yards.
“Su Che, you have two choices.”
The Witch God never liked to beat around the bush. He got straight to the point: “First, become a true member of the Witch Tribe. I can ensure you grow into a great Witch. In the future, even in the Immortal Realm, you will hold a prominent position beneath me and above all others.”
Su Che remained silent, merely nodding slightly as he waited for the Witch God to reveal the second choice.

“Second, we’ll go our separate ways. Your future is in your own hands. The Witch Clan won’t interfere, nor will they offer you any protection.”
The Witch God stared intently and said in a deep voice, “You may choose one of these two options, but there will absolutely be no third possibility.”
After hearing the Witch God’s words, Su Che secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, the two choices offered by the Witch God weren’t too harsh and could be considered reasonable.
So, Su Che said tactfully, “Witch God, I believe there are many paths one can take for growth, many experiences one can have. For now, I don’t want to define myself too early. Therefore, as for whether to become part of the Witch Clan, I haven’t made up my mind yet. If in the future I find that the paths I aspire to are wrong, I will surely choose the future you arrange for me.”
His tone was gentle, but his meaning was clear.
The Witch God smiled silently and nodded. “Personally, I really don’t want to let you go like this. But after all, in terms of the rise of the Witch Clan, you have been a great contributor. Even if you don’t want to become a true Witch Clan member, we should still regard you as a permanent friend. Therefore…”
He paused briefly before continuing, “Su Che, don’t worry. I don’t intend to trouble you. Even if you reject my kindness, I will still give you three gifts as a token of the entire Witch Clan’s gratitude.”
“Thank you, Witch God, for your generosity,” Su Che said, bowing in respect.
A black token appeared before Su Che. On its back was engraved the unique totem pattern of the Witch Clan, while on the front were the three characters “Witch God’s Token.” In line with the style of Witch Clan artifacts, it was simple and rustic.
“The Witch God’s Token will protect you from harm by any Witch Clan member,” the Witch God said solemnly. “Soon, once you reach the Refining Void stage, if you encounter a Witch Clan member who doesn’t know you and tries to seize your soul, you can use the Witch God’s Token to drive them away. Do you understand?”
“Su Che understands. Thank you, Witch God, for thinking so thoroughly.”
Su Che took the Witch God’s Token with both hands, thinking to himself, “Indeed, without such a token for protection, if I accidentally fall into the hands of a Witch Clan member, it would be a real tragedy.”
Swish!
A double-edged battle axe, entirely dark golden in color, exquisitely crafted, and radiating a sense of wildness and power, appeared before Su Che once again.

“This is a battle axe I crafted with my own hands. It’s quite powerful—definitely far stronger than any war axe used by your people.” As he spoke, the Witch God’s tone carried an indescribable meaning: “That black giant you summoned seems more suited to wielding a battle axe than we witches. This is a small gift from me for him.” Su Che took the long-handled double-edged axe. Other than thanking him again, he really had nothing else to say. Of course, he also understood that the Witch God was implying he was very interested in Xiao Hei’s existence. Xiao Hei’s existence wasn’t exactly a secret; once it was exposed even once in public, there would be no such thing as a secret anymore. “The Witch God is a peak-level powerhouse in the Immortal Realm. Could an axe forged by him be as powerful as a high-grade immortal artifact?” Su Che felt immense anticipation for this double-edged axe, though he wasn’t sure yet how much of its power Xiao Hei could unleash. The third gift, however, remained unrevealed for a long time. Curious, Su Che looked up at the Witch God. The Witch God smiled silently before saying, “The third gift is a promise from me. In the future, when you ascend to the Immortal Realm and encounter an insurmountable crisis there, you can use the Witch God’s Token to summon me mentally. I will appear in time to save you once. What do you think?” Su Che immediately bowed in gratitude. In fact, this ‘gift’ was the most significant of all. What could be more important than one’s own life? Although he had to wait until he entered the Immortal Realm to utilize this promise from the Witch God, he realized that only someone like the Witch God could resolve the life-threatening crises that might arise at that stage. Thus, Su Che valued this ‘third gift’ the most. Of course, Su Che wouldn’t get carried away just because he had received three gifts. Though the Witch God seemed kind for now, it was hard to say if this was part of another scheme—his current kindness might just be a move made in advance for the future… “Su Che, take care of yourself.” The Witch God’s figure vanished suddenly, and the Misty Immortal Realm disappeared with him. Only faint words lingered in Su Che’s ears: “Remember your promise. Take care of Tian Yin…” Su Che floated alone in the void, watching as billions of witches’ troops crossed through the gaps in the spatial crystal wall, gradually moving farther away until they vanished into the vast starry skies of the Spirit Realm.

Moreover, the gap in that spatial crystal wall was continuously growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly expanding in all directions. Perhaps, just as Tianyin said, it would take less than fifty years before the spatial crystal wall completely disappeared, and the Spirit Realm and the Cultivation Realm would merge once again. Even now that the entrance to the Spirit Realm was wide open, if anyone reached the Divine Transformation stage from then on, there might still be heavenly calamities, but there would definitely be no more possibility of ascending to the Spirit Realm. Because, starting from today, those celestial rules related to the Spirit Realm had been shattered by the Witch God; the so-called Spirit Realm no longer existed in reality. To prove this, Su Che released Tai Xu and Wan Gui from the Immortal Prison, allowing them to carefully sense whether there was still any force drawing people upward to the Spirit Realm. Now, there were already six beings at the Divine Transformation stage inside the Immortal Prison. The first to reach this stage was naturally Qing Xuan, the Grand Elder of Tianxuan Sect; three years later, Tai Xu followed, and in the subsequent years, it was Feng Yi, the former sect leader of Tianxuan Sect, then the Golden Roc Demon of the Demon Race, followed by the Master of the Illusion Demon Sect and the Old Demon Wan Gui… After emerging, Tai Xu and Wan Gui unreservedly displayed their strongest cultivation levels and sensed carefully. Eventually, they confirmed that they could feel no longer any call from the rules of ascending to the Spirit Realm, nor any pulling force acting on them. “There’s no doubt that those celestial rules created by the immortals of the Immortal Realm have indeed been changed,” Su Che thought to himself. “Then, I can boldly strive to reach the Divine Transformation stage.” Having made up his mind, he hesitated no longer. A few breaths later, Heng Yi appeared and vanished swiftly into the starry sky as a streak of light; as for Su Che, he had already entered the Giant Wealth Palace to make final preparations for reaching the Divine Transformation stage. Since the Spirit Realm would fully merge with the Cultivation Realm in less than fifty years, the concept of “going to the Spirit Realm” no longer applied. Su Che’s plan was to observe the situation calmly, wait patiently for fifty years, and see what form the merged Cultivation Realm would take. Only then would he decide his own path. His current task was simple: hide and devote himself entirely to cultivation. … Meanwhile, chaos reigned in the Spirit Realm. The news that “the spatial crystal wall had been shattered and billions of warriors from the Witch Clan had invaded the Spirit Realm” spread rapidly through various channels. Even those cultivators who were billions of miles away from the gap in the spatial crystal wall could promptly learn from the messages transmitted from the Immortal Realm that a great calamity was approaching!

A great calamity for the world arrived sixty years earlier than expected. As a result, powerful cultivators at the Refining Void stage and above felt threatened and each used their skills to hide in various places; in contrast, those with lower cultivation levels had far less worry and fear. After all, logically speaking, their own spiritual energy was extremely weak and insufficient to sustain even a single Witch Clan member, making them of no use to them. The Witch Clan was not extremely evil extraterrestrial demons who would kill everyone they encountered. As insignificant ants like themselves, as long as they didn’t provoke them, they should be fine. They should be fine… Many people thought this way.