Zhurong and Gonggong Get Beaten

"Thank you very Senior Chu Senior Chu. Without your help, I would not have been able to break through to the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal in such a short time," Da Yi said respectfully.

Dijiang nodded in satisfaction, then said to Da Yi, "Well done, you may go now."

"Yes, Dijiang."

Da Yi respectfully bowed, then bowed deeply to Chu Feng before withdrawing.

Dijiang turned his gaze to Chu Feng, a smile appearing on his face, "Fellow Daoist Chu Feng, this time it's another favor my Witch Clan owes you."

Chu Feng smiled calmly, about to speak, when a gentle, soothing voice came from behind him.

"Brother Chu!"

Chu Feng turned around and saw a woman dressed in an apricot-yellow silk dress walking gracefully towards him.

She was barefoot, with unparalleled beauty, gentle temperament, and kindness; she was none other than Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Chu Feng greeted her with a smile, "Little Earth, it's been a long time! You've become even more beautiful."

Houtu's originally fair cheeks instantly flushed with two beautiful blushes, and she lowered her head shyly. "Brother Chu is teasing me again."

She walked to Chu Feng's side, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered her courage to say, "Brother Chu, I've been practicing cultivation lately, but I always feel like I've hit a barrier, and I can't seem to break through it no matter what I do. I would appreciate it if you could give me some guidance."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang, who was standing to the side, stopped smiling and his expression became serious.

The cultivation of any Ancestral Witch is related to the rise and fall of the entire Witch Clan, and Houtu's bottleneck is also a major concern for her, the eldest sister.

She solemnly said to Chu Feng, "Fellow Daoist Chu, my younger sister is of pure and kind nature, and her Dao heart is steadfast."

This bottleneck came unexpectedly, and we are all at a loss. You are far more knowledgeable than us, so please help your younger sister think of a solution."

Chu Feng understood that he knew where Houtu's opportunity lay, but he couldn't directly reveal the Heavenly secrets. He planned to offer a subtle hint instead.

Chu Feng pondered for a moment and said to Houtu, "Little Earth, your path lies not in striving, but in guarding. The emergence of the bottleneck indicates that the time is not yet ripe, and you cannot force it."

Just wait patiently and let things take their course. When the time is right, you will naturally understand your own path.

Although Houtu was puzzled, she nodded obediently out of trust in Chu Feng: "Yes, I'll listen to Brother Chu."

After finishing their business, Houtu chatted with Chu Feng, telling him about interesting things that happened in the tribe. Her eyes and brows were full of a girl's charm and dependence.

Dijiang, watching from the side, joked, "Little sister, in my opinion, you should just marry Fellow Chu Feng. That would save me the trouble of watching you."

"Big sister!"

Houtu's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. She stomped her foot and glared at Dijiang with a mixture of embarrassment and anxiety.

She dared not look at Chu Feng again, turned around and transformed into a streak of light, leaving.

Watching Houtu's shy departure, Dijiang chuckled, turned to Chu Feng, and said meaningfully, "Fellow Daoist Chu, do you have feelings for my little sister?"

Chu Feng did not deny it, and nodded frankly.

Upon hearing this, Dijiang was satisfied with Chu Feng's frankness. "Good."

We, the daughters of the Witch Clan, never act like submissive daughters. Since you two are in love, I, as the eldest sister, will naturally not stand in your way.

but..."

She changed the subject, "I won't force you. If you want to advance your cultivation further in the future, please don't disappoint your little sister."

Chu Feng nodded slightly, which was taken as acquiescence.

Currently, my cultivation level is not as strong as that of the Heavenly Dao.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are key figures in this great calamity, and I cannot marry them for the time being, nor can the Nuwa sisters.

Just then, a sharp, aggressive shout suddenly rang out from not far away.

"Zhurong! You brainless fire woman, every time you see Fellow Daoist Chu, your eyes are practically glued to him. Tell me, are you also interested in him?"

The voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of mockery; it was Gonggong.

After they left, they suddenly wondered what Dijiang and Chu Feng were up to, so they went back to investigate quietly.

However, the two women had always been at odds and often argued.

"Bullshit! Gonggong, you stinking old hag who only knows how to play in the water, stop spouting nonsense! I think you're the one who's lustful and always acting weird!"

Zhurong immediately retorted with insults.

Gonggong snorted coldly, "You're getting angry because I hit the nail on the head? Tsk tsk, what a pity, Fellow Daoist Chu prefers gentle girls like Houtu. You, a tigress, are better off giving up."

"You're asking for it!"

Zhurong was completely enraged. With a roar, a raging divine fire suddenly ignited, transforming into a fire dragon that lunged at Gonggong.

Gonggong, not to be outdone, waved his hand, and the endless waters of the Milky Way surged forth, forming a massive water curtain that collided violently with the fire dragon.

Boom!

Water and fire, two completely opposite primal forces, clashed violently, erupting with a deafening roar, and a violent energy shockwave spread outwards.

Chu Feng and Dijiang immediately noticed the commotion and appeared in the center of the battlefield in a flash.

Dijiang, watching Zhurong and Gonggong locked in fierce combat below, shouted in a deep voice, "Stop! This is getting more and more unruly! What are you doing?"

"Big sister..." The two lowered their heads upon seeing Dijiang, their voices barely audible.

Dijiang is their leader, and she's incredibly powerful; they wouldn't dare offend her.

Dijiang sneered, "Do you intend to tear this main hall down?"

Zhurong and Gonggong trembled and said in unison, "Elder sister, we were wrong!"

Dijiang snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Shebishi, Xuanming, Tianwu."

As soon as the words were spoken, three equally stunning figures quietly stepped in.

The leader, Shebishi, wore a green dress; beside her, Xuanming wore black armor; and finally, Tianwu had a resolute face, exuding a wild and murderous aura.

The three of them entered the hall and respectfully bowed to Dijiang: "Eldest Sister."

Dijiang's gaze swept over Zhurong and Gonggong, then landed on Shebishi and the other two. "These two ignorant fools are yours to deal with."

"Give them a good beating, beat them until they learn what the rules are."

Upon hearing Shebishi, the three of them smiled and readily agreed, "Yes, eldest sister."

Upon hearing this, Zhurong and Gonggong's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly begged for mercy, "Elder sister! We were really wrong! Please forgive us this time!"

Gonggong repeatedly begged for mercy, "Big sister, I won't dare to do it again!"

They were afraid of Dijiang; they didn't want to be ganged up on.

Dijiang completely ignored their pleas for mercy and uttered a single word. "Hit."

Upon receiving the order, Shebishi, Xuanming, Tianwu did not hesitate.

Dijiang moved with lightning speed, appearing first in front of Zhurong, and with a light touch, he firmly struck her in the back.

"Bang!"

Zhurong stumbled and was knocked to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanming's ice spikes, Tianwu's wind blades, and Shebishi's fists rained down on Zhurong and Gonggong like a storm.

For a time, screams and pleas for mercy echoed Ancestral Witch Hall.

This huge commotion finally alerted another group of Male Dijiang Yifang, who were in seclusion.

Soon, several tall figures appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

When the Male Zhurong and the Male Gonggong saw the scene inside the hall, their expressions instantly became incredibly complicated.

Watching another woman being brutally beaten on the ground, I felt a strange sense of empathy.

"Tsk tsk, Zhurong, Gonggong, what have you two done to offend the big sister again?"

Male Qiangliang, standing to the side, glanced at Male Gonggong Male Zhurong, and made sarcastic remarks with schadenfreude.