The so-called people with Witch Power are just born with this constitution, but the Beastn don’t have a systematic cultivation thod, so most High Priests find it difficult to make significant progress throughout their lives.
And the rumors that praying can strengthen Witch Power is actually similar to a form of "ditation." The Beastn stumbled upon this by accident and thus discovered a sliver of thod.
Given this level of developnt, perhaps over a few thousand years, the entire Beastman Continent might produce an exceptionally brilliant Beastman who invents a cultivation technique suitable for High Priests to grow stronger. At that ti, the Beastman Continent will see a new situation arise.
"System, randomly choose an ability," Gu Shengyin silently prayed, hoping to draw the one she desired.
Sword Cultivation World!
Gu Shengyin’s expression lit up with joy. What luck!
After she just examined the inside of her body, she found that the operation of Witch Power was very similar to True Qi, and an idea ford in her mind. What if she cultivated according to the thod of circulating True Qi? Could it be successful?
The result was a pleasant surprise. There were no problems at all.
This also ant that she might be able to bring a trendous gift to the Owl Clan, and even to the entire continent.
For this reason, she specifically asked the system, "If I ’invent’ this cultivation thod, would it be detected and rejected by the laws?"
The system gave an answer, "No. Wu Luo is originally an exceptional individual. Moreover, the progress of the world is a good thing for its laws."
Gu Shengyin nodded.
She had found a way to make the entire Owl Clan powerful, even able to communicate with the entire Beastman Continent.
As for the Strength Tribe and Vika? One force breaks all laws. What could they do in the face of overwhelming power?
There were gentle knocks at the door. Gu Shengyin’s face bore an air of cold and proud indolence, "Co in."
Outside stood a small-statured Female Beast carrying a wooden tray as she entered. She looked at Gu Shengyin with adoration and said respectfully, "High Priest, your lunch."
For all of the Owl Clan, Wu Luo was untouchable and esteed. Her usual deanor was just like that, always calm and indifferent, as if nothing could leave the slightest impression in her eyes.
This very deanor was proof of her mysterious and formidable nature in the eyes of the Owl Clan.
As it turns out, no matter the world, fanatics always exist.
Gu Shengyin nodded to the Female Beast, indicating that she understood.
Only after the Female Beast left did Gu Shengyin realize she was sowhat hungry.
She looked at the food on the plate, roasted at. The slices of at were cut very thin and roasted to a golden-brown hue, slling extrely tempting.
She pinched a slice and took a bite. The taste was good, tender with a bit of chewiness, but... there was no salt.
Not only was there no salt, but there were no seasonings of any kind.
Gu Shengyin endured the greasiness and could only stomach two slices before she couldn’t eat any more.
She thought... before teaching the cultivation technique, she would have to teach the Owl Clan how to add sothing to their food.
After finishing her lunch, Gu Shengyin pushed open the door and walked outside.
A scene full of primitive charm unfolded before her.
As the High Priest, Wu Luo’s house was located at the very center of the tribe, which was also a form of protection for the High Priest. No matter what happened, it would not affect her.
In sight were various sized wooden houses, rudintary in appearance but with a simple beauty. Not far ahead, several Female Beasts were weaving sothing, while a group of Little Beastn played the most primitive ga of chase.
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