"Young Master Fang, you'll be staying here for the next few days," Lan Yan said.
"Luo'er, make sure to treat Young Master Fang well and don't neglect our hospitality!"
Lan Luo obediently nodded, "Understood."
Fang Ling didn't say much; it didn't matter to him where he stayed.
With that, Priestess Lan Yan immediately took her leave.
After using the Rebirth Curse, her aura had noticeably weakened.
Given the critical moment, she couldn't afford to linger and needed to recover quickly.
Lan Luo glanced timidly at Fang Ling, then pointed to another bamboo house nearby.
"Young Master Fang, you can stay in that one. I just tidied it up recently," she said.
Fang Ling responded with a light "hmm" and walked straight towards the house, seemingly uninterested in further interaction with Lan Luo.
Lan Luo, being naturally shy, felt relieved at this.
After watching him enter the bamboo house, she returned to her own room.
Time flew by, and soon the day for the Witch God Temple to open arrived.
At this moment, Fang Ling, Lan Luo, and others were seated on the back of a Scarlet Flame Bird, soaring through the sky.
This Scarlet Flame Bird was one of the mystical creatures raised by the Lan Clan tribe, at the mid-Mizar Realm.
Due to their proximity to the desolate place, major tribes in the Miao Territory had a tradition of raising mystical creatures and fierce beasts.
Lacking large warships, they typically relied on these creatures for travel.
The Scarlet Flame Bird flew for two full hours before descending at the foot of a mountain.
This mountain was called Sacred Witch Mountain, with the Witch God Temple located at its peak.
The Chuan Clan tribe had already arrived before them.
Beside them was a formidable Azure Scaled Beast, at the same realm as the Scarlet Flame Bird.
Excluding their priests, both tribes had brought twenty people.
These twenty were undoubtedly the elite of their respective tribes' younger generation.
From Fang Ling's perspective, the Chuan Clan's youth seemed indeed stronger.
As the Scarlet Flame Bird landed, a sinister-looking man approached.
He appeared to be around thirty years old, but his eyes were filled with the weariness of age.
He was the priest of the Chuan Clan tribe, Chuan Ning.
"Your Lan Clan tribe is getting more and more arrogant, making us wait like this," Chuan Ning sneered at Lan Yan.
Lan Yan glanced at him coldly, "The Witch God Temple hasn't even opened yet; you just arrived too early."
"Perhaps the Azure Scaled Beast travels faster than your tribe's mangy bird," Chuan Ning retorted.
The two tribes had been at odds for years, harboring deep-seated animosity that made every encounter contentious.
Lan Yan, disliking verbal disputes, silently shifted her gaze to the twenty young members of the Chuan Clan tribe.
Her expression darkened slightly upon noticing an outsider among them.
"That person... early Alioth Realm?!"
In the Chuan Clan's ranks was someone dressed in Miao Territory attire but clearly not a witchcraft practitioner.
Though he tried to conceal his aura, it couldn't escape her keen perception.
She immediately recognized that he was at the early Alioth Realm, which made her uneasy.
The Chuan Clan already had Chuan Pu at the late Megrez Realm, yet they had brought such a powerful ally.
"Priestess Lan Yan, no need to be so surprised. Didn't your tribe also bring an outsider?" Chuan Ning laughed wantonly upon seeing Lan Yan's reaction.
"But your outsider is quite something. Even with my realm, I can't see through him."
"Perhaps he possesses some top-tier treasure that conceals his aura."
Lan Yan replied, "You have quite the means, bringing such a young prodigy."
She estimated the man's bone age to be around forty.
To reach the early Alioth Realm at that age, he must be extraordinary, likely a direct descendant of a top-tier force.
"I am Mo Yuan, a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect," the man stepped forward and declared proudly.
Though Miao Territory practitioners rarely involved themselves in the Southern Dipper Region's affairs, they were well-informed.
They kept a close watch on the prodigies of major forces.
Lan Yan had heard of Mo Yuan, one of the Heavenly Dao Sect's twin stars.
It was said that his birth caused celestial phenomena, marking him as someone with great destiny.
He was born with a strand of innate purple energy, the starting point of his invincible path.
He had joined the Heavenly Dao Sect from a young age, quickly rising to fame in the Southern Dipper Region.
"Why is a member of the Heavenly Dao Sect meddling in Miao Territory affairs?" Lan Yan asked.
Mo Yuan replied calmly, "You misunderstand, senior. I am here on my own behalf, unrelated to the Heavenly Dao Sect."
"I agreed to help Priest Chuan simply because he promised me benefits."
"Besides, didn't you also bring an outsider?"
"Let's hope so," Lan Yan said coldly.
She glanced at Fang Ling beside her daughter, feeling a bit worried.
Though she knew Fang Ling had a significant background, with someone powerful enough to seal the Death Wish Curse supporting him, he was still very young, just over twenty.
In contrast, Mo Yuan of the Heavenly Dao Sect was already in his forties.
He had twenty more years of cultivation and was a renowned prodigy.
Whether Fang Ling could hold him off was uncertain.
"What is your background?" Mo Yuan asked Fang Ling, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Fang Ling, being invited by the Lan Clan tribe, was unlikely to be weak.
But logically, Mo Yuan should have heard of any strong individuals in this age and power range within the region.
However, Fang Ling's demeanor, appearance, and energy fluctuations were entirely unfamiliar, not matching any known prodigy from major forces.
"Just a wandering cultivator," Fang Ling replied indifferently.
Mo Yuan chuckled, "That's no fun..."
"If you don't want to say, I'll find out myself soon enough."
"Once you make a move, I'll know."
At this moment, Fang Ling heard Priestess Lan Yan's voice transmission.
"This person is a renowned prodigy in the region, not to be underestimated."
"His cultivation has reached the early Alioth Realm, and he possesses great destiny, born with a strand of innate purple energy."
"Innate purple energy is a supreme gift from the heavens. Though it's just a strand, it's incredibly formidable."
"This strand of innate purple energy is fused with his spiritual power, greatly enhancing the power of any divine power or technique he uses, making him a formidable opponent."
"When you face him, be extremely careful."
Fang Ling responded with a light "hmm," saying nothing more.
The two sides waited patiently at a distance.
Half an hour later, the mountain peak began to shimmer with brilliant seven-colored divine light.
The first restrictive formation around the Witch God Temple dissipated.
This signaled the official opening of the Witch God Temple.
The Lan Clan tribe immediately mounted the Scarlet Flame Bird and flew towards the peak.
The Chuan Clan tribe also rode the Azure Scaled Beast, rushing to the Witch God Temple.
"Go!" With simultaneous orders from both tribes' priests, everyone surged inside.

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