"I mean no harm! I came to make friends with you!"
Chu Feng hurriedly shouted. He had no desire to clash with the Witch Clan.
"Friends, my ass! I, Zhurong, don't do empty formalities! We fight first, then talk!"
The moment Zhurong finished speaking, her fist shot straight at Chu Feng's face.
Fuck!
It was Zhurong!
She was notorious for her violent temper. If the other witches were brutes, then Zhurong was the brute among brutes!
He had never imagined he would be this unlucky. He had just arrived in the Witch Clan's territory and run into this brute.
No, not a brute—a brutish woman, a tigress!
Chu Feng had no time to think of anything else. He threw a punch in an instant, colliding with Zhurong's fist.
Boom!
In an instant, space trembled as the two of them unleashed their auras in all directions.
The sweeping force sent the other witches, who had been training and sparring, flying.
"Hm? You actually blocked one of my attacks?"
Zhurong was stunned. The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been formed from Father God's Blood Essence and inherited the characteristics of Pangu's physical body.
Throughout the entire Witch Clan tribe, only fellow Ancestral Witches could trade blows with her. Seeing an unfamiliar being block one of her casual attacks naturally shocked her.
"Who exactly are you?"
Zhurong asked, but her hands did not stop as she continued fighting Chu Feng.
Chu Feng rolled his eyes, speechless.
Who started fighting at the slightest disagreement?
Asking questions while fighting—only she could come up with that.
"I came here to visit. I bear no ill will."
As he spoke, Chu Feng continued fending off Zhurong's attacks.
Although he did not possess the Ancestral Witches' powerful physical body, he had cultivated the complete Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and reached its second level.
Chu Feng was still confident in the strength of his body when compared to ordinary members of the Witch Clan.
Moreover, at this point in time, the Ancestral Witches were probably around the middle to late stages of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.
If Chu Feng used his techniques, then with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and his advantage as a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he could still seriously wound them.
"Who cares whether you mean harm or not? We fight first! If you can beat me, then I'll be your friend."
As soon as Zhurong finished speaking, her attacks became even fiercer.
"Then excuse me!"
With that, Chu Feng immediately unleashed his ultimate move. "Primordial Three Thousand Dao Laws, first divine ability: Sun Melting Heaven!"
In an instant, dense fire-attributed laws erupted from Chu Feng's body. Like a rising sun, they illuminated the surrounding lands.
"You want to play with fire? Then I'll play with you!"
Zhurong curled her lips into a smile. She was the Ancestral Witch of Fire, born with control over the laws of fire.
With a strange cry, Zhurong charged directly at Chu Feng, allowing the technique to strike her body.
"Ah~"
Zhurong felt a wave of numb pleasure wash through her body. Chu Feng's Dao technique was incredibly powerful, and when combined with Extreme Yang Power, its might was astonishing.
"What are you doing? Are we still fighting or not?"
Chu Feng stared at Zhurong in confusion. Not only had she forcibly endured his divine ability, but what was even more ridiculous was that she actually wore an expression of enjoyment.
"Fight! Why wouldn't we? Your divine ability is amazing. It's a great tonic for me!"
Zhurong licked her lips, still wanting more. She was thoroughly pleased. After absorbing Chu Feng's fire laws, her entire body felt refreshed, and her face was full of bliss.
Chu Feng was both speechless and amused. I forgot that Zhurong is the Ancestral Witch of Fire. Good thing I spent years in seclusion and comprehended the divine abilities of the Primordial Three Thousand Dao Laws up to the sixth form. Otherwise, I'd have suffered at her hands today.
Since she was the Ancestral Witch of Fire, he would use water to counter fire.
Even if an Ancestral Witch's physical body was powerful, under the suppression of attributes and cultivation, she could not possibly escape unscathed.
With that thought, Chu Feng's expression turned cold, and a glint of frost flashed through his eyes. He instantly cast a technique. "Primordial Three Thousand Dao Laws, third divine ability: Mysterious Ice Breaks Through the Void!"
Before his words had faded, dark clouds churned across the heavens. A cold gleam descended from the sky, and in the next instant, countless blocks of mysterious ice condensed in the void, pouring down like a torrential rain and crashing heavily toward Zhurong.
"Not good!"
Zhurong's expression darkened. She did not dare be careless and wildly swung her fists.
However, beneath the dual suppression, she gradually fell into a disadvantage. Ice crystals sealed her away, turning her into a block of ice.
"Are you convinced now?"
Chu Feng walked up to her with a smile and asked.
At that moment, eleven figures arrived one after another. Dijiang glanced at Chu Feng, then casually struck out and shattered the ice crystals.
After emerging, Zhurong shivered, then burst into laughter. "That was amazing! Let's fight another round!"
Dijiang glared at her and waved a hand to cut her off. "Zhurong, stop fooling around!"
"I am Dijiang. What brings you to my Witch Clan, Fellow Daoist?" Dijiang asked slowly.
Dijiang?
Chu Feng let out a breath of relief. As the eldest sister, Dijiang was more rational and would not mindlessly start a fight like some brute.
Chu Feng carefully sized her up. Dijiang wore a dark robe with faint golden patterns, a jade belt around her waist, and deep-purple beads set into it.
The twelve witches before him were also quite beautiful in their human forms. Their figures were curvaceous, and each possessed a distinct temperament.
"So it is Fellow Daoist Dijiang. My name is Chu Feng. I was passing through this place and came specifically to visit my fellow Witch Clan cultivators."
Dijiang nodded slightly without saying much, cautiously studying Chu Feng.
Chu Feng had no idea what she was thinking. Dijiang's personality was completely different from the one in the novels he had read.
It seemed unrealistic to expect a single sentence to win their friendship.
With that thought, Chu Feng took a drop of Pangu's Blood Essence from the System Space and presented it before Zhurong. "Fellow Daoist Zhurong, I truly bear no ill will. During our sparring just now, I accidentally injured you. This is Great God Pangu's Blood Essence, obtained through a fortunate opportunity. I will give it to you as an apology."
As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, all the witches widened their eyes.
"What? Father God's Blood Essence!"
"No way, let me see."
"It really is Father God's Blood Essence!"
The witches gathered around and spoke one after another. Their impression of Chu Feng improved greatly.
After Zhurong accepted Pangu's Blood Essence, she was as happy as a child. "Sob, Big Sister, I was the one who attacked Fellow Daoist Chu first. I never thought Fellow Daoist Chu wouldn't get angry and would even bring out Father God's Blood Essence. He really... I'm crying."
The Ancestral Witches had no primordial spirits, or rather, their primordial spirits had been eroded by baleful qi and were extremely weak, so they were not particularly sharp-minded.
Zhurong was a brute among brutes. If someone treated her well, she would trust them.
Of course, if someone upset her, she would immediately fight them at the slightest disagreement. She believed in settling grudges on the spot and never leaving them overnight.
"Thank you. The Witch Clan accepts Fellow Daoist Chu as a friend." Dijiang smiled at Chu Feng.
Dijiang was the Space Ancestral Witch. The moment Chu Feng entered their territory, she had already sensed him.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been formed from Pangu's Blood Essence. From birth, they carried Pangu's will and bloodline. Anything related to Pangu could stir resonance within their hearts.
"Big Sister, should we enshrine Father God's Blood Essence?"
Zhurong suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
"Fellow Daoist Chu gave it to you. You should absorb Father God's Blood Essence yourself."
Dijiang immediately made the decision.
"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, I came here because I have an important matter to discuss with you." Seeing that the time was right, Chu Feng directly revealed his purpose.
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