Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

After the other ancestor witches took the antidote given by Shiji, they would not be poisoned no matter how much they ate. Shiji looked at the last person, Dijiang, but Dijiang could not leave at this moment. What should he do?

"Sister, I'll take care of Brother Dijiang's situation."

Xuanming had already seen Shiji's thoughts from the side. Shiji was very grateful to see Xuanming was willing to help.

"Thank you sister."

His slightly shy voice reached Xuan Ming's ears. Her face turned slightly red and she left with the antidote.

Shiji didn't know what method Xuanming used to make Dijiang take the antidote, but obviously, she gave Shiji a completion gesture when she came back.

At this time, everyone was sitting around the table, waiting for Shiji to serve the food.

One after another, the delicious dishes were placed on the table, and everyone began to wolf them down, praising Shiji's excellent cooking skills while eating!

"Brother, do you think they will poison the food?" After taking a bite of meat, Zhunti turned sideways and whispered to Ji Yin.

Jie Yin glanced at Zhunti, his eyes revealing helplessness. He secretly cast a spell under the table to investigate.

Shiji looked calm when he saw this, but he was panicking inside. The master did not tell him whether the pill would be discovered. What if it was discovered?
Shiji kept a close eye on Jie Yin's expression, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him look relaxed.

"It's not poisonous, but don't you see how much you've eaten?"

Jie Yin was speechless towards Zhunti. Although he was somewhat on guard, he seemed not to be cautious enough. Sometimes he really doubted whether Zhunti was able to reach this state by luck.

The dinner ended smoothly and the scene returned to calm. The Twelve Ancestral Witches found an excuse to leave first, while Jie Yin and Zhunti waited in the palace.

At this time, Shiji opened his spiritual consciousness somewhere else.

Sure enough, now everyone has proof of their alibi. Let’s see how the Two Saints of the West will find excuses then!

Shiji chanted a spell, and the consciousness of the two saints of the West gradually blurred. Then, he cast a spell in the palace, causing the two saints of the West to fall into an illusion.

Because of eating too much, Zhunti is close to coma.

"Wake up! We've fallen into a trap!" Jie Yin anxiously patted Zhunti, but the latter seemed to have no response and showed no sign of waking up.

No, my brother is unreliable, I can only rely on myself!
Jie Yin gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay awake. However, what Tong Tian gave him was not something they could easily break. In less than five breaths, Jie Yin fell to the ground.

The illusion disappeared automatically, and everyone appeared in the palace.

Shiji looked at the two people who were sleeping, and the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to his ears.

"Brother, we have to tie up the two saints first before questioning them to avoid any accidents."

Well, that's true.

Dijiang nodded, raised his hand and cast a spell to tie the two people tightly with the strongest rope.

"Tell me, what are your plans?" Shiji asked coldly, with a strong aura around him. The twelve witch ancestors standing by were somewhat surprised. They didn't expect Shiji to be so powerful!
Jie Yin slowly raised his head and tried to open his eyes to see the person in front of him, but to no avail. He was like a stubborn donkey, unwilling to say a word.

"I can't possibly tell you. I will never let anyone else know these things!"

good! It's really good!
Shiji's face suddenly darkened and he sneered.

"Since you don't want to say it, then we can only find someone else to do it."

Sure enough, Zhunti did not have as strong a resistance as Jie Yin. He wanted to remain silent, but for some reason he just couldn't control his mouth.

It turned out that Shiji had cast a special spell to strengthen the effect of the pills.

"We...our next plan is to...let the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Donghuang Taiyi, and Di Jun all trust us. As long as we show that we don't want war, we will have achieved half of our goal."

So that's what happened. Everyone present looked unhappy.

Everyone has been trying to avoid war, but no one expected that the two Western saints would do such a thing.

Di Jiang secretly thanked God that he had asked Shiji in advance, otherwise he would have been fooled.

"What's the next goal?" Shiji couldn't believe that the two saints from the West would actually take advantage of other people's kindness to achieve their goals. It was really despicable!
Zhunti looked at Shiji with a confused look on his face, and vaguely he seemed to recognize the owner of the outline.

"Could it be... you are?"

Shiji frowned, waiting for Zhunti to say that name.

However, the last name he said was an unfamiliar one. Shiji thought, this is a good opportunity to pass on the blame, why not?

"Yes, I am." He admitted it. Zhunti continued, "The next goal is to... let the two tribes of witches and liches fight each other, and then all the benefits will belong to us!" Zhunti suddenly said loudly, his tone became excited.

He couldn't help feeling happy at the thought of having endless wealth after completing his goal.

Shiji didn't say anything else. The huge palace fell into silence and everyone's breathing became clearly audible.

After learning the truth, Xuanming sat in the chair, and the gifts given by Zhunti appeared in her mind. Although she was happy, she felt that these items were hot and wanted to go back and throw them away immediately. "No wonder they gave us things, they are so hypocritical. I will throw them away when I go back!"

After a long while, an ancestor witch broke the silence, his eyes full of contempt for the two saints of the West. Upon hearing this, the other brothers and sisters also agreed, thinking that these items were not worth mentioning.

However, Shiji did not think so after hearing this. He thought it was a waste to throw away the items, so he stepped forward to persuade everyone. "Brothers and sisters, please don't be angry. In fact, we can keep all these items."

Hearing this, Xuan Ming stood up and looked at Shi Ji in confusion, as if she couldn't believe her ears. She walked up to Shi Ji and asked in disbelief, "Sister, you are not lying to me, are you? They treated us like this, why do you still want us to accept these things?"

Shiji shook her head, signaling everyone to be patient, and then slowly explained: "Don't worry, I said this for a reason. The two saints in the West gave gifts to achieve their goals. These items are very valuable, and they will not poison them unless they want to be exposed."

"It took us a lot of effort to find these items. Now that they are delivered to our doorstep, why should we refuse them?" After saying that, Shiji recalled those items and couldn't help but feel eager to try them.

After hearing what Shiji said, everyone felt that it made sense. Xuanming patted Shiji's shoulder proudly, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

"That's great. You're worthy of being my sister. Since my sister said so, I will definitely make good use of these things."

Di Jiang was somewhat dissatisfied and stood up to argue with Xuan Ming.

"Sister, what you said is wrong. How can you say he is your brother? He is obviously our brother."

There was no such thing as humility between the two siblings. After a few words, they started arguing.

Shiji wanted to leave quietly, but was pulled back by Xuanming.

She insisted that Shiji stay here and listen to their quarrel. When the other ancestor witches saw this scene, they all laughed at the same time, thinking that Shiji was really miserable.

"Everyone knows that Dijiang and Xuanming never stop quarreling, and sister Shiji can't leave, so she can only listen to them quarreling here. It's really pitiful."

After an unknown amount of time, Shiji felt exhausted.

Xuanming inadvertently noticed Shiji's tiredness and felt a little distressed, so he looked up at Dijiang proudly.

"Today, considering that brother Shiji is tired, I won't continue to argue with you."

Dijiang snorted indifferently and turned away.

When Shiji heard the surroundings become quiet, he felt that the world had become much better. He looked at Xuanming gratefully and thanked him politely.

"Thank you sister!"

Recalling Xuanming's words about not arguing anymore, Shiji savored them in her mind as if it were a beautiful line of poetry.

The next morning, Jie Yin and Zhunti woke up in their respective rooms. They stared at where they were for a long time.

Didn’t we have dinner last night?
Then I fainted and I don’t remember anything after that.

Jie Yin felt uneasy in his heart. He sat upright and cast a spell, trying to recall his memories of last night.

Not long after, Jie Yin remembered everything and he was very surprised.

However, these memories were just what Shiji wanted him to know, not real memories.

Similarly, Zhunti encountered the same situation.

After washing up, they came to the palace and saw Dijiang and Shiji chatting.

Shiji suddenly came forward enthusiastically and took the initiative to talk to them.

"Please take a seat, saints. We have more delicious snacks today. Would you like to stay and taste them?"

Zhunti was stunned for a moment. What was going on? Jie Yin was stunned for a moment, then nudged Zhunti with his elbow, suggesting that he should not be too obvious.

"Snacks? Of course that's good. I'm looking forward to it."

After the two men sat down, Zhunti pretended to speak happily, but his eyes were always fixed on Shiji, observing his every move.

Shiji raised her eyes to look at Zhunti and saw that he was staring at the snacks around him, and she sneered in her heart.

It seems that this time, there is a great chance of success.

Di Jiang and others smelled the strong tension between the three people and looked at them with intriguing expressions.

Now the three of them have their own plans, and it depends on who will fall for it.

Shiji picked up two plates of snacks and placed them on Jieyin and Zhunti's tables with a harmless smile on her face.

"Please try it, saints. This is my first time making snacks. I don't know if it tastes good. If it doesn't taste good, please forgive me."

Just as he was about to get up and leave, Jie Yin stopped him.

Shiji frowned and looked at Jie Yin in confusion, while maintaining a polite tone.

"Does the Saint have any suggestions?"

You are pretending so well, let me expose your hypocritical appearance! Jie Yin thought to himself.

"Take a piece of each of these two dishes and help us taste them."

Tasting?

Shiji instantly understood Jieyin's implied meaning, but he pretended not to understand and did as Jieyin asked.

Jie Yin looked at Shiji's calm movements and felt a little confused.

Are these things really not poisonous? Then why is Shiji suddenly so nice to them?
No, there must be something else wrong!
After finishing her meal, Shiji stood respectfully in front of Jieyin and spoke politely.

"Two saints, please enjoy the food."

He returned to his seat and looked at Zhunti gently.

Zhunti looked at the food on the table and thought it would be unreasonable if he didn't eat anything.

He carefully picked up one of the desserts and slowly put it to his mouth.

Just take a bite and your mouth will be filled with sweetness.

"How do you feel, Fellow Daoist Jie Yin and Fellow Daoist Zhunti? If there is anything that our Wu clan has not taken good care of, please let us know directly and we will make improvements." Di Jiang said politely, but he sighed helplessly in his heart.

It's such a pity to give them good food.

Jie Yin stood up and praised the food on the table.

"How could that be? Fellow Daoist Dijiang has taken such good care of us. My brother and I are grateful. The food on the table is more delicious than the other. Just looking at it makes people want to taste it, and eating it makes people linger!"

The two brothers took turns praising Dijiang, saying that on the surface he did a perfect job, but in his heart he felt it was very ironic.

If it's so delicious, why don't they finish it?

Shiji was sitting not far away with several ancient witches, and Xuanming inexplicably wanted to laugh.

"They must be afraid that there's poison in these snacks. It's really funny to see them being so defensive."

Shiji pursed her lips and smiled, this was indeed ridiculous.

What's even more ridiculous is that they thought they performed perfectly, but they didn't know that we had already seen through it clearly.

Everyone was greeting each other intentionally or unintentionally. Jie Yin and Zhunti divided the work. Zhunti ate most of the snacks, while Jie Yin was responsible for calming the others.

"Why don't you eat, fellow Daoist Jie Yin? Are you tired of snacks?" Di Jiang looked at Jie Yin with concern. After he said that, he wanted to give Jie Yin other things, but was directly rejected by him.

"Don't be so polite, Fellow Daoist Dijiang! I'm just a little full and need to digest it."

So that's how it is. Dijiang gave Shiji a wink, and Shiji understood instantly.

"Well, it seems that fellow Taoist Zhunti likes it very much. Brother, please give him more. We can't treat our guests unfairly!" Zhunti was stunned for a moment and swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty.

Just as I was about to speak, Shiji had already brought many snacks to the table, both new and old, with good color, aroma and taste.

No way? If it was really poisonous, would he still be alive after eating it all?
Zhunti looked at Shiji with some embarrassment, and was interrupted by Shiji just as he was about to speak.

"Saint Zhunti, please enjoy. If you think it's not enough, I'll bring some more."

"No, no! My brother can't eat too much at once. Thank you for your kindness, Disciple Shiji." Jie Yin quickly refused, and the matter was dropped.

Zhunti glanced at Jie Yin and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Fortunately, his brother came out at the critical moment, otherwise he would really have died here.

Not long after, Shiji stood up calmly and saluted Dijiang.

"Brother, I have some things to deal with outside, so I'll leave first." After saying this, Shiji even bowed to the two saints in the west. (End of this chapter)