Dijiang's Choice

"Fellow Daoist Chu, please speak. You are a friend to the Witch Clan. If you need our help, we will not refuse."

Dijiang made a swift decision. She greatly admired Chu Feng's straightforward personality.

Chu Feng remained silent, instead scanning his surroundings before his gaze settled on Dijiang.

"This is not a place to talk, Fellow Daoist Chu. Please accompany us to the Ancestral Witch Hall for a discussion."

Dijiang immediately understood Chu Feng's thoughts and, along with the other Witches, led the way for him.

During their journey, the Witches introduced themselves one by one. Chu Feng quickly bonded with them, with only Xuanming and Houtu remaining more reserved and speaking less.

Before long, they arrived at the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, speak freely. This place is not far from Father God Pangu's great hall and can shield us from heavenly secrets."

Dijiang spoke first, breaking the silence. The other Witches, upon hearing this, looked at Chu Feng with curiosity.

Chu Feng cleared his throat, surveyed the Witches, and his gaze landed on Dijiang. "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, I will be direct then."

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Chu, stop being so hesitant and just say it," Zhurong said, frowning slightly with displeasure.

"Exactly, Fellow Daoist Chu. Our Witch Clan doesn't have so many formalities. If you have something to say, just say it. No need for all these complicated rules," Gonggong chimed in.

"Hahaha, alright, then I will be direct."

Chu Feng laughed heartily. The Witch Clan's personality was indeed as forthright as described in the Primordial World novels.

Even though he had transmigrated to this Primordial World where they were all female, it hadn't changed their straightforward nature.

Chu Feng organized his thoughts and immediately began, "As far as I know, your Witch Clan does not possess a Primordial Spirit..."

Dijiang nodded slightly and candidly admitted, "That's correct, our Witch Clan indeed does not have a Primordial Spirit. May I ask what you mean by this, Fellow Daoist Chu?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Houtu's expression grew serious, and she sighed, "Alas, my sisters and I lack a Primordial Spirit, making it impossible for us to study magical arts. I have been searching for a solution."

Chu Feng heard this and knew it was as he suspected. In the Primordial World's storyline, Houtu went to Purple霄 Palace to listen to Hongjun's teachings in her search for a way to obtain a Primordial Spirit.

In the end, she was schemed against by Hongjun, sacrificed her Ancestral Witch body, created the Underworld, and transformed into the cycle of reincarnation.

As for the other eleven Witches, during the decisive battle with the Demon Clan, due to Houtu's absence, they were unable to deploy the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, leading to their demise.

Although Houtu achieved sainthood, she was forever bound to the Underworld. Chu Feng couldn't bear to imagine how painful it would be for her, a frail woman, to witness all her brothers and sisters perish.

"Little sister, don't interrupt. Let Fellow Daoist Chu continue speaking."

Dijiang spoke up to interrupt. As the eldest sister, she had a steady disposition. She felt that since Chu Feng had brought this up, he might have a solution.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you flatter me. I do not currently have a solution, but by chance, I have obtained three Innate Primordial Spirits, which I can give to you."

After speaking, Chu Feng retrieved the Innate Primordial Spirits from his system space and handed them to Dijiang.

"This, Fellow Daoist Chu, is too precious."

Dijiang reached out her hand, intending to take them, but hesitated.

If the items Chu Feng had brought out were truly useful, their value to the Witch Clan would be immeasurable.

If the Witch Clan could obtain Primordial Spirits, their strength would increase exponentially. Dijiang could not repay such a favor, as she had nothing of equivalent value to offer.

Seeing Dijiang's hesitation, Chu Feng's expression suddenly turned cold, and he feigned anger. "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you repeatedly called me a friend of the Witch Clan.

What? Are you not accepting my gift because you don't consider me a friend? Or were your words just now meant to deceive me?"

Dijiang was taken aback. She hadn't expected Chu Feng to say such a thing and quickly accepted the gifts. "Fellow Daoist Chu, I did not mean that. If these items can truly allow us to obtain Primordial Spirits, our Witch Clan will be unable to repay such a debt of gratitude."

"Why be so formal? These items are only useful to you; they are of no use to me. As the saying goes, 'a beautiful flower is given to a beauty, and a sharp sword is matched with a hero.' There's no need to dwell on it."

Chu Feng waved his hand, indicating he didn't mind.

"Good! The Witch Clan will remember this. If Fellow Daoist Chu needs our help, we will absolutely not refuse."

Dijiang made the final decision. Her thoughts were the thoughts of the entire Witch Clan.

"Eldest Sister, how should we distribute this Primordial Spirit?" Zhurong asked.

"It's not that I don't trust Fellow Daoist Chu, but rather, we were born without Primordial Spirits..." Zhujiuyin, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, but didn't finish her sentence.

"How about this, I'll try it first. If I can obtain a Primordial Spirit, then we'll discuss the distribution."

Dijiang immediately made a decision. She was the strongest among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

As the eldest sister, if there were any problems, she would bear the negative consequences directly. If she could obtain a Primordial Spirit, her strength would also surge.

"Alright, we'll listen to Eldest Sister."

The other Witches all agreed.

Following that, Dijiang took out an Innate Primordial Spirit, swallowed it in one gulp, and sat down cross-legged.

Three days later, Dijiang slowly opened her eyes, a rare smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

"Eldest Sister, how was it?" Zhurong asked anxiously.

Dijiang cast a grateful glance at Chu Feng, then looked at the other Witches and nodded, "It's effective. I have obtained a Primordial Spirit."

Upon hearing this, the other Witches burst into laughter, congratulating Dijiang and thanking Chu Feng. Chu Feng's status in their eyes was now completely different.

"Alright, next, I'll discuss the distribution."

Dijiang waved her hand, interrupting everyone, and looked at Zhujiuyin, "Second Sister, I'll give one of the primordial spirits to you."

"Thank you, Eldest Sister." Zhujiuyin accepted the primordial spirit but didn't refine it immediately.

Dijiang nodded slightly, noting that she was naturally skilled in Space Law, while Zhujiuyin excelled in Time Law.

As the saying goes, "Time is supreme, Space is king, Fate is unborn, Karma reigns," giving one to Zhujiuyin was undoubtedly the correct choice.

Dijiang fell silent, her gaze sweeping over the other witches. There were only three Innate Primordial Spirits in total, and she needed to carefully arrange the last one to maximize its benefits.

The other witches were also waiting, curious about who would receive the final Innate Primordial Spirit.

Just then, Chu Feng's gaze fell upon Houtu, observing her closely.

After her transformation, Houtu was incredibly cute, petite and exquisite, with skin as fair as snow and as delicate as a baby's. Her large eyes were as clear as water, and her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist.

She wore a light, simple dress that exuded a lively charm, making one feel protective of her.

Dijiang noticed Chu Feng's actions.

With a wave of her hand, she sent the last Innate Primordial Spirit before Houtu, saying with a doting smile, "The last primordial spirit will go to our little sister. Does anyone have any objections?"

"No."

"Yes, I have no objections for Little Sister."

"We'll listen to Eldest Sister."

The witches chimed in one after another, expressing their agreement. Houtu was their younger sister, and they had no objections to Dijiang's arrangement.

"Everyone, don't be discouraged. If I obtain any more Innate Primordial Spirits, I will give them to you," Chu Feng suddenly said.

The System had given him three Innate Primordial Spirits at once, and he felt it was highly likely to give him more in the future.

"Then thank you in advance, Fellow Daoist Chu."

Before Dijiang could finish speaking, Zhurong interjected, "I saw Fellow Daoist Chu looking at Little Sister just now. Perhaps he's interested in her. Why don't we marry Little Sister to Fellow Daoist Chu? What do you think, Eldest Sister?"