"Though I still cannot figure out the reason, I am now certain that I have the ability to duplicate totems."
"Not just one, but all of the Twelve Witch God totems."
The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. Looking at the red totem on his right arm, his excitement was beyond words.
Duplicating totems was a heaven-defying ability. Not only could he learn them at any time, but it also meant he had a treasure.
Though it was useless to Ling Xian right now, once it grows into a top-notch totem, it would be a killer weapon!
If he could gather all 12 totems, how heaven-defying would that be?
Thinking about this, Ling Xian was full of passion. Especially when he thought about his own ability to duplicate totems, he became even more excited.
Without the ability to duplicate, he would not be able to gather all 12 totems. Because that would mean he would be the enemy of the entire Domain of the Sorcerer!
He was only at the sixth level. Even if he was at the seventh level, he would not be able to win against the entire Domain of the Sorcerer!
However, since he had the ability to duplicate totems, he had some hope.
Because he didn't need to steal the totems' fragments from the different tribes. He only needed to look at them and he could duplicate them perfectly. Though this would take a long time, there was still some hope.
Therefore, of course Ling Xian was heated.
"The ability to duplicate is too important. I cannot reveal it. Or else I will become the public enemy of the entire Domain of the Sorcerer."
Ling Xian thought to himself. He knew that though this secret was not as important as the Painting of the Nine Immortals, it was not far from it. He could not reveal it.
Then, he calmed himself down and marched out of the stone house.
"Senior, you came out?"
Gu Na was shocked and asked carefully, "I wonder how much did you learn?"
"I learned a little. We can talk about the rest later."
Ling Xian smiled. He knew that if he admitted that he had learned everything, it would cause a lot of shock. Therefore, he lied and said that he only learned a little.
Hearing this, Gu Na sighed in relief. She had been hit hard by Ling Xian and was afraid that he would say something even worse.
"Alright, I am going home now. Make yourself at home." Ling Xian softly grinned and headed back to his residence.
After some time, he returned to his home and began to organize his gains.
Without a doubt, he'd attained a higher level in the Grand Dao of Fire, and besides that, he'd comprehended a few other Zhurong techniques.
Of course, these were only some low-level techniques. After all, this was only a mid-level totem. It was impossible for it to contain any profound techniques.
But all in all, he had gained a lot from this trip. Even if he didn't take the totem duplication into consideration, it was still pretty good.
Then, Ling Xian's life calmed down.
Every day, apart from the necessary training, he would play with the Undead Cat. There was no wind or waves, and he was so leisurely that it made people envious.
Unfortunately, the carefree moment did not last long before the Ancient One interrupted it.
At this moment, the sun was setting in the west. It was already evening.
In the forest, the Ancient One smiled and cupped his hands. "Greetings, elder."
"You're too polite, Clan Leader. May I know why you're here today?" Shock flashed across Ling Xian's eyes. He had been here for three months and this was the first time the Ancient One had visited.
"There is indeed something, one bad thing and one good thing."
The Ancient One looked at the handsome man in front of him with a determined expression, as if he had made a decision.
For the past three months, the Ancient One had been secretly observing Ling Xian. He found that Ling Xian was like a hermit who had seen through the world of mortals. Every day, other than playing with the pure white kitten, he enjoyed the scenery. He was unbelievably carefree.
This made the Ancient One certain that Ling Xian was not a spy. No matter how patient a spy was, it was impossible not to notice something unusual.
There was no doubt about Ling Xian's character. The fact that he rejected the Qingshui Tribe and chose the Ancient Fire Tribe proved everything.
Therefore, the Ancient One was determined to cooperate with Ling Xian.
He knew that this might be the only chance for the Ancient Fire Tribe to rise again. If he missed this opportunity, the Ancient Fire Tribe would continue to decline!
"Then let's talk about the bad thing first."
Ling Xian smiled faintly. "Hearing the good thing after hearing the bad thing will make you feel better."
"The bad thing is that the Qingshui Tribe is making things difficult for us."
The Ancient One sighed bitterly. "The Ancient Fire Tribe is their subordinate tribe. Every year, we have to pay them a lot of tribute."
"Originally, with the strength of the Ancient Fire Tribe, we could still afford the tribute."
"But this year, the Qingshui Tribe suddenly increased their tribute by ten times. Even if we use the resources of the Ancient Fire Tribe, it will not be enough."
The Ancient One's face was bitter and he looked a little haggard.
"I see. Because of me, the Qingshui Tribe is deliberately making things difficult for you." Ling Xian frowned. He did not expect a dignified tribe to be so narrow-minded.
"Sigh …"
The Ancient One sighed. He did not say it clearly, but the reason for this was undoubtedly Ling Xian.
Ling Xian was very clear about this.
Therefore, he felt a little apologetic and a little angry.
Not only was the Qingshui Tribe narrow-minded, but they even vented their anger on the Ancient Fire Tribe. How could he not be angry?
"Rest assured, Ancient One. I will solve this problem."
Ling Xian's eyes flashed coldly. "I did not want to argue with the Qingshui Tribe. I did not expect them to be so relentless."
"What do you plan to do?" The Ancient One glanced at Ling Xian cautiously.
"Fight their way in." Ling Xian's expression was cold and his chest was boiling with anger.
He had thought that this matter was over and that everyone would live in peace and mind their own business. But the actions of the Qingshui Tribe undoubtedly told him one thing.
If he did not subdue the Qingshui Tribe, the Ancient Fire Tribe would definitely suffer!
"Fight … fight their way in?"
The Ancient One was stunned. He felt that Ling Xian's words were domineering and made his blood boil with excitement.
But this was the Qingshui Tribe!
One of the overlords of the Cangyue Mountains. Even among the five major tribes, the Qingshui Tribe was one of the strongest!
In the face of such a giant, what was the difference between fighting their way in and seeking death?
"Don't worry. Since I am the root of the problem, I will not stand by and watch. I will definitely help you solve this problem."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. Although he was not related to the Ancient Fire Tribe, this matter was caused by him and he naturally had to bear the responsibility.
"Senior, it's enough for me to hear you say that. But about this matter … shouldn't you reconsider?" The Ancient One hesitated. Although he thought that Ling Xian was unfathomable, he did not think that he had the ability to fight the Qingshui Tribe.
"What is there to consider?"
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. If it was a top tribe, he might consider it. But the Qingshui Tribe was not a threat to him.
At that moment, he uttered out a statement that was extremely domineering.
"What right does the Qingshui Tribe have for me to consider?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ancient One felt his blood boil. He wanted nothing more than to follow Ling Xian and fight their way in.
But when he thought of the power of the Qingshui Tribe, he suddenly sobered up. He smiled bitterly and said, "Elder, can you listen to what I have to say before you decide?"
"What is it?"
Ling Xian frowned. "Speak."
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