Chu Feng suddenly understood why they were looking at him like that.
His eyes flickered, and a mischievous idea came to him. He decided to tease them.
"Cough, cough... I can't go on."
Chu Feng suddenly coughed twice and collapsed to the ground, his eyes shut tight.
"Fellow Daoist Chu! What's wrong?"
In a flash, Dijiang appeared beside Chu Feng, her expression grave as she checked his condition.
"Big Brother Chu!"
Nuwa was startled as well. She had thought Chu Feng was merely embarrassed because his robes had been destroyed. She had not expected his injuries to be this severe.
She hurried forward and crouched beside him, anxiety filling her beautiful eyes as she gently placed a hand on his wrist and sent a stream of Creation power into him.
A fragrant scent washed over him. Chu Feng secretly reveled in it, but he still had to see his act through.
He weakly opened one eye and saw Nuwa's stunningly beautiful face.
At that moment, three equally powerful auras descended.
"Senior Chu, how are you?"
Taiqing Laozi's expression remained calm. With a flip of his hand, a medicinal pill appeared in his palm.
"Thank you."
Chu Feng's voice was weak as he tremblingly accepted the pill. Rather than swallowing it at once, he turned his gaze back toward Nuwa.
"Little Nuwa."
Chu Feng forced out a difficult smile, his gaze sliding from her fair neck to the curves beneath her long dress.
Nuwa's face was full of worry, and she did not notice at all.
"I'm seriously injured now. I don't even have the strength to conjure clothing to cover myself."
Chu Feng paused before continuing, "Little Nuwa, how about lending me your undergarment? It contains your Creation aura, so perhaps it can help stabilize my injuries."
The moment those words came out, the entire place fell silent.
Everyone exchanged looks, not knowing what to say.
Nuwa's face instantly turned red. She had never expected Chu Feng to make such a request at a time like this.
Lend him her undergarment?
It had Creation aura that could heal injuries?
Seeing Nuwa's shy expression, Chu Feng was delighted inside. On his face, however, he put on an expression that said, I'm about to die. This is my last wish.
Just then, a hearty laugh shattered the awkwardness.
"Ha ha ha! It's just clothing, isn't it? Fellow Daoist Chu, have mine."
Zhurong strode over, reached down, tore off her panties, and tossed them directly at Chu Feng before conjuring herself another pair.
Chu Feng looked at Zhurong with a speechless expression.
This woman really was reckless...
Was something wrong with her?
It seemed he should give her an Innate Primordial Spirit and recharge her intelligence.
Nuwa refused to be outdone. With a wave of her jade-like hand, a pink glow appeared out of thin air, carrying a refreshing, delicate fragrance as it flew straight into Chu Feng's arms.
"Big Brother Chu, here! Hurry and heal your injuries."
After saying that, Nuwa turned around with a flushed face.
Chu Feng looked down and saw that the item in his arms was an exquisite pink undergarment—Nuwa's.
It felt warm and soft to the touch, and its fragrance was intoxicating.
Fragrant!
Wonderful!
The weak expression on Chu Feng's face instantly vanished, replaced by a satisfied grin as though his scheme had succeeded and he had made an enormous profit.
He then decisively stored the undergarment in his System Space.
Everyone: ...
"So you were faking it. Fellow Daoist Chu, you're really bad."
Zhujiuyin smiled, immediately seeing through Chu Feng's little trick.
"So you were pretending!"
Nuwa ran over, raised her little fists, and punched Chu Feng twice.
"Ha ha ha!"
Chu Feng laughed heartily. Seeing Nuwa like this, he found it amusing.
At that moment, two auspicious clouds sped over from the horizon. They belonged to Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.
The two of them had sensed the treasure's radiant light soaring into the heavens and had hurried over.
As soon as they landed, they saw the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, each holding a gourd, while the Innate Gourd Vine had already snapped and withered.
They immediately understood that the opportunity had been lost—they had arrived a step too late.
Hong Yun's face was full of regret and disappointment. She sighed and was about to leave with Zhen Yuanzi.
"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, please stay."
Chu Feng spoke up to stop her.
Hong Yun turned back in confusion. Seeing Chu Feng smiling at her, she had no idea what he intended.
"This gourd is fated to be yours, so I'll give it to you."
As he spoke, Chu Feng flicked his wrist, and the crimson gourd became a streak of light that landed in Hong Yun's hands.
Hong Yun held the gourd, completely dumbfounded.
"Fellow Daoist, this is for me? Why are you willing to give me such a treasure?"
"I think you're a good person, Fellow Daoist. This gourd is yours for free," Chu Feng said with a smile.
Hong Yun froze and instinctively looked toward Zhen Yuanzi beside her.
"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, accept it. This senior once listened to the Dao beside the Dao Ancestor. His cultivation is far beyond ours. If he wished to harm you, he could simply kill you."
Zhen Yuanzi nodded at her.
Hearing this, Hong Yun solemnly bowed to Chu Feng. "Thank you, Senior, for fulfilling this opportunity for me."
With that, she put away the gourd. Hong Yun could sense that this was a treasure destined for her.
"Senior, I am Zhen Yuanzi, and this is my close friend Hong Yun. Your righteousness is beyond measure, and the two of us have no way to repay you.
If you do not mind, would you be willing to visit Wuzhuang Temple to drink tea and discuss the Dao with us? I have Ginseng Fruit with which to entertain you."
Chu Feng smiled faintly. "Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, you're too polite.
We can address one another as peers. There is no need to call me Senior.
Since we are currently at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and I have a good relationship with several friends from the Witch Clan, why not first come with me to the Witch Clan's territory for a few days? We can discuss the Dao together."
"That's right. Fellow Daoists, you may come to our Witch Clan and discuss the Dao with us."
Dijiang smiled broadly.
"Since Big Brother Chu wishes to go to the Witch Clan, my sister and I will head back."
Nuwa spoke calmly.
Naturally, Chu Feng did not want to neglect Nuwa and Fuxi, so he asked, "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, may Little Nuwa, Fuxi, and I visit your Witch Clan together?"
"Ha ha ha, Fellow Daoist Chu, aren't you being too formal? Your friends are friends of our Witch Clan. Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, our Daoist grounds are both on Buzhou Mountain. If you encounter trouble in the future, you may come to our Witch Clan."
Zhurong shouted at the top of her lungs.
The witches repeatedly nodded in agreement.
"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, Fellow Daoist Taishang, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, Fellow Daoist Tongtian, how about coming with me to the Witch Clan as guests?"
The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances and came to a decision.
Laozi felt that Chu Feng had been able to listen to the Dao beside Hongjun, so he must have had a close relationship with her. Moreover, they had formed karma with him before.
Chu Feng was also stronger than they were. Perhaps they could rely on him.
"Very well. The three of us were born from Father God's primordial spirit, so we shall go to the Witch Clan to pay our respects to Father God." Laozi nodded in agreement.
"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, would you like to come with me as well?" Chu Feng asked.
Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi exchanged glances and immediately fell into deep thought.
Chu Feng did not rush them. He stood to the side with a smile, waiting for their answer.
After a long while.
"Alright. We'll follow Fellow Daoist Chu's lead and visit the Witch Clan together."
Zhen Yuanzi made up her mind.
Before long, at the Ancestral Witch Hall.
"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, why did you give up your seats to Jieyin and Zhunti?" Chu Feng asked with a grave expression.
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