Di Jiang: The little cabbage at home was indeed...

Hearing the voice beside him, Cheng Yue couldn't help but frown.

Wasn't he just back? How was this happening again?

As he thought this and was about to glance outside to check the situation, the voice came again.

"Senior, please grant me an audience. This junior has urgent matters to inquire about!"

Cheng Yue simply activated the great formation and let the other party in.

"What urgent matters could there be? Haven't I already given that little girl everything she wanted?"

With this method, even if it couldn't achieve enlightenment, just using Divine Treasures should be manageable.

A melee berserker learning to use spells.

That alone should add considerable combat power to the Witch Clan. What else was there to ask about?

He couldn't figure it out, but in the end, he watched as Dirt Block walked in.

To get to the bottom of what the other party wanted to know, Cheng Yue directly activated his mind-reading ability.

[Senior, I wonder if you can calculate the future of my Witch Clan.]

[If I don't ask this, I'll be restless. I hope Senior is willing to speak.]

[But why is Senior so afraid of my Witch Clan's identity?]

[Is this cataclysm truly that terrifying?]

Cheng Yue was speechless. This little girl might have underestimated the horror of a tribulation.

He sat there, watching Dirt Block Daoist walk in.

"I already know why you've come, but I won't say anything. The Witch-Demon Tribulation is far more dangerous than you imagine. Leave now. Even if you ask, I won't speak."

With that, he waved his hand and directly sent Houtu off the small island.

Standing on the sea surface outside the island, Houtu was completely stunned.

She hadn't even asked anything yet, and he had already sent her out.

Was the Witch-Demon Tribulation really that dangerous?

Tribulation.

Anything bearing those two words was bound to be bad news. The earlier Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation had brought down all three clans.

Now the Witch-Demon Tribulation—could it be that the Witch and Demon clans would also fall?

These thoughts went unasked. Seeing how firm the senior's tone was, she probably couldn't get anything out of him.

Feeling deeply disheartened, she was about to head back when worry still gnawed at her.

But worry was useless now. On this trip, she hadn't even met Nuwa.

Who knew how long it would be before they saw each other again?

Though anxious, there was nothing she could do.

She could only return to her Witch Clan.

She hadn't held much hope for this matter anyway. Now she could only wait until her next meeting with Nuwa to discuss it further.

Cheng Yue sat there and let out a sigh.

This Witch-Demon Cataclysm truly affected all living beings in the Primordial World.

He had hidden himself so far away, yet he still got dragged into it.

From now on, he absolutely couldn't let his disciple go out to play.

Who knew what kind of beings she might bring back next time?

If that happened, he'd probably be in for a world of trouble.

Standing up, he casually summoned a teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and seemed to think of a solution.

The Great Concealment Array.

A formation recorded in the Daoist Canon, capable of perfectly concealing a location.

Once this array was set up, anyone who came here afterward would only see a stretch of sea.

A calm, peaceful sea—and then he'd have nothing to worry about.

At that point, even someone a full realm above him might not be able to see through this formation.

If someone above the Great Luo realm showed up, well, that would just be his bad luck.

With that, he walked out of the Great Hall and began setting it up.

His fingers traced formation patterns in the air. Strands of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered, gradually spreading through the atmosphere. More and more patterns formed, coalescing into a Formation Diagram.

Then the Formation Diagram landed directly on the island.

In an instant, the island trembled, and the great formation was complete.

Flying out from the island, he saw nothing in front of him but an empty stretch of sea. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Back on the island, he casually picked up two more stones. With a flick of his fingers, two array patterns lit up and merged into the stones.

The stones slowly transformed into two stone plaques.

Each bore the character "Cheng" on it.

Only then did he feel at ease. Glancing at the side hall, he walked straight over.

Entering, he saw two figures cultivating.

He called them awake.

"Xifu, Xiao Wa, wake up."

The two opened their eyes. Xiao Wa looked at her master with some curiosity.

Her master rarely called for her; today, he had taken the initiative to summon them.

But as they opened their eyes, they saw a stone plaque floating before each of them.

"Master, what is this?"

Even Fuxi looked at the stone plaque curiously, wondering what their master intended for them to do with it.

And they couldn't sense what the stone plaque was for—it held no extraordinary qualities.

It didn't seem like a Divine Treasure either; it lacked that kind of aura.

It appeared to be nothing more than ordinary objects, just two plain stone plaques.

Cheng Yue looked at the plaques and said, "I've set up another great formation on the island, completely concealing this little island. These two stone plaques will let you know the island's location and allow you to see it. You must keep them with you—otherwise, if you lose them, you won't be able to see the island here."

"If you can't find the door when you come home, don't blame me."

The two were startled, then nodded in unison before speaking.

"Master, we understand."

"Master, your disciple will remember."

With that, they put away their stone plaques.

Seeing this, Cheng Yue turned and left directly.

Back in the Great Hall, he prepared to cultivate again.

After all, he wanted to become a Grand Unity Immortal as soon as possible.

He sat down, regulated his breathing, and began to cultivate.

On her way back, Houtu's mind wandered repeatedly. She could only let out a sigh, trying to push the thoughts away.

But her mind only grew more chaotic.

She couldn't figure it out, yet the thoughts kept swirling in her head.

It wasn't until she returned to Mount Buzhou and saw Di Jiang and the others that she managed to set those distracting thoughts aside for the moment.

Di Jiang noticed his sister's somewhat dejected expression.

He couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Sister, what's wrong? Tell your brother—did that little lover of yours do something to you? Or hurt you? Tell me, and I'll get back at him for you!"

Houtu was taken aback.

Little lover?

What little lover?

Senior?

Thinking of Cheng Yue, Houtu quickly shook her head.

Then, with a fearful expression, she said, "Elder Brother, don't talk nonsense. I don't have any little lover. I'm just troubled by some questions, but it's nothing now."

Di Jiang saw how quickly his sister denied it, along with her downcast look, and she was still saying it was nothing.

In his heart, he became even more certain that his little cabbage had been plucked by someone else.

A mix of complicated feelings surged within him.

His little cabbage belonged to someone else now. He, the Elder Brother, was no longer favored. She had even learned to lie to him.

"Sigh!"