Dijiang's Choice

"Please, speak, Fellow Daoist Chu. You are a friend of the Witch Clan. If you need our help, the Witch Clan will certainly not refuse."

Dijiang made a prompt decision. She greatly appreciated Chu Feng's straightforward personality, free of twists and turns.

Chu Feng remained silent. Instead, he looked around before letting his gaze settle on Dijiang.

"This is not a suitable place to talk. Fellow Daoist Chu, come with us to the Ancestral Witch Hall."

Dijiang immediately understood Chu Feng's intentions and led the way with the other witches.

Along the way, the witches introduced themselves one after another. Chu Feng quickly got along with them, while only Xuanming and Houtu were more reserved and spoke less.

Before long, inside the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, just say it. This place is not far from Father God Pangu's hall and can shield Heavenly secrets."

Dijiang spoke first, breaking the silence. Upon hearing this, the witches grew curious and all looked toward Chu Feng.

Chu Feng cleared his throat, swept his gaze over the witches, and let it rest on Dijiang. "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, then I'll be direct."

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Chu, stop hemming and hawing. Just say it." Zhurong frowned, her face full of displeasure.

"That's right. Fellow Daoist Chu, the Witch Clan doesn't have so many rules. If you have something to say, say it. No need for all this messy etiquette." Gonggong hurriedly echoed her.

"Hahaha, fine. Then I'll be direct."

Chu Feng laughed heartily. The Witch Clan's personalities were indeed as forthright as the prehistoric novels had described.

Even though he had transmigrated into this prehistoric world where they had become women, their straightforward natures had not changed.

After organizing his thoughts, Chu Feng immediately said, "As far as I know, your Witch Clan does not possess primordial spirits..."

Dijiang nodded slightly and admitted it openly. "That's right. The Witch Clan truly has no primordial spirits. What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist Chu?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Houtu's expression turned solemn. She sighed softly. "Sigh, my sisters and I have no primordial spirits, so we cannot study mystical arts. I have always been searching for a solution."

Chu Feng heard this and realized it was true. In the prehistoric storyline, Houtu had gone to the Purple Sky Palace to listen to Hongjun's teachings in search of a way to obtain a primordial spirit.

In the end, she was schemed against by Hongjun, gave up her Ancestral Witch body, established the Netherworld, and transformed herself into reincarnation.

As for the other eleven witches, because Houtu was absent during their final battle against the demon race, they could not form the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation and ultimately perished.

Although Houtu became a saint, she was forever trapped in the Netherworld. Chu Feng did not dare imagine how much pain she would suffer as a fragile young woman watching all her brothers and sisters die in battle.

"Little sister, don't interrupt. Listen to what Fellow Daoist Chu has to say."

Dijiang interrupted her. As the eldest sister, she was calm and steady. She felt that since Chu Feng had brought it up, he might have a solution.

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

After saying that, Chu Feng took out the Innate Primordial Spirits from the System Space and handed them to Dijiang.

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

Dijiang reached out, wanting to accept them, but she hesitated.

If what Chu Feng had brought out truly worked, its value to the Witch Clan would be immeasurable.

If the Witch Clan obtained primordial spirits, their strength would increase exponentially. Dijiang could not repay such a favor because she had nothing of equal value to offer.

Seeing Dijiang hesitate, Chu Feng's expression abruptly turned cold. Pretending to be angry, he said, "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you keep saying that I am a friend of your Witch Clan,

What? Are you refusing my gift because you do not consider me a friend? Or were the words you just said merely meant to deceive me?"

Dijiang froze. She had not expected Chu Feng to say that, and she hurriedly accepted them. "Fellow Daoist Chu, I did not mean that. If these truly allow us to obtain primordial spirits, the Witch Clan will be unable to repay such a favor."

"Why be so formal? These things are only useful to you. They are completely useless to me. As they say, flowers belong to beauties and treasured swords to heroes. Don't take it to heart."

Chu Feng waved his hand, indicating that he did not mind.

"Good! The Witch Clan will remember this. If Fellow Daoist Chu ever needs our help, the Witch Clan will never refuse."

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

"Big Sister, how should these primordial spirits be distributed?" Zhurong asked.

"It is not that I distrust Fellow Daoist Chu, but we were born without primordial spirits..." Zhujiuyin, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke, though she did not finish her sentence.

"How about this? I'll try one first. If it truly grants a primordial spirit, then I'll distribute the rest."

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

As the eldest sister, if there was a problem, she would bear the negative consequences herself. If it could grant a primordial spirit, her strength would also soar.

"Fine, we'll listen to Big Sister."

The witches all voiced their agreement.

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

Three days later, Dijiang slowly opened her eyes, and a rare smile appeared on her lips.

"Big Sister, how did it go?" Zhurong asked anxiously.

Dijiang cast Chu Feng a grateful look, then looked at the witches and nodded. "It worked. I have obtained a primordial spirit."

Upon hearing this, the witches all burst into laughter. They congratulated Dijiang and thanked Chu Feng. Chu Feng's status in their eyes was now completely different.

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

Dijiang waved her hand to interrupt everyone, then looked at Zhujiuyin. "Second Sister, one primordial spirit will go to you."

"Thank you, Big Sister." Zhujiuyin accepted the primordial spirit but did not immediately refine it.

Dijiang nodded slightly. She was naturally adept at the Space Law, while Zhujiuyin excelled at the Time Law.

As the saying went, time reigned supreme, space ruled as king; when fate did not emerge, karma was emperor. Giving one to Zhujiuyin was undoubtedly the right choice.

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

The witches also waited, curious about who would receive the final Innate Primordial Spirit.

At that moment, Chu Feng's gaze fell upon Houtu as he studied her closely.

After taking human form, Houtu was exceptionally adorable. Her figure was petite and delicate, her skin as fair as snow and seemingly able to break with a breath. Her large eyes were clear as water, while her long black hair naturally cascaded to her waist.

She wore a light, plain dress that gave her an agile charm, making people unable to resist feeling affection for her.

Dijiang noticed Chu Feng's actions.

With a wave of her hand, she sent the final Innate Primordial Spirit before Houtu. Smiling dotingly, she said, "The final primordial spirit will go to Little Sister. Do any of you have objections?"

"No."

"That's right. I have no objection to giving it to Little Sister."

"We'll listen to Big Sister."

The witches all agreed. Houtu was their youngest sister, and they had no objections whatsoever to Dijiang's arrangement.

"Everyone, there is no need to be discouraged. If I obtain more Innate Primordial Spirits in the future, I will give them to you as well," Chu Feng suddenly said.

The system had given him three Innate Primordial Spirits at once. He felt it would most likely give him more in the future.

"Then we will thank Fellow Daoist Chu in advance."

Before Dijiang could finish speaking, Zhurong suddenly said, "I noticed Fellow Daoist Chu looking at Little Sister just now. Perhaps he is interested in her. How about we marry Little Sister to Fellow Daoist Chu? What does Big Sister think?"