Not to mention the startled neighbors—the Witch Clan was in an uproar!
With a roar from Zhurong's booming voice, Houtu immediately snapped out of her thoughts and looked up to see the Witch Clan youngsters wildly showing off their muscles.
Houtu looked utterly bewildered. "Big Brother, what's going on? Could it be that enemies have attacked?" Her gentle yet puzzled voice instantly brought the enraged Ancestral Witches back to their senses.
Xuan Ming was the first to respond. "Little Sister Houtu, what happened to you just now? You looked absent-minded, as if your soul had left your body. Your sister and brothers were worried sick.
Tell me, were you bullied outside? If so, tell your sister. I'll go teach them a proper lesson for you."
Liu Feng: Achoo! Achoo!
Still asleep, he sneezed several times but did not wake up. He merely changed positions and continued sleeping.
"That's right, Little Sister. Did someone bully you? Tell your brother, and I'll go vent your anger right away. I'll make that bastard scatter into ashes and soothe the hatred in your heart!"
"Exactly! Anyone who dares touch our little sister must be tired of living!"
For a moment, the other Ancestral Witches also grew agitated, all clamoring to drag the culprit out and tear them to pieces.
Fortunately, Liu Feng did not hear them. Otherwise, he might have curled up under his blanket and trembled in fear! Don't! I didn't bully Goddess Houtu! Besides, with this little body of mine, how would I dare bully her? Were these Big Shots thinking too highly of me?
Houtu hurriedly waved her hands. "Oh, how could that be? I'm a Grand Golden Immortal, after all. Who could possibly bully me? Nothing happened, so don't make wild guesses, Brothers. And have them rein in their auras. This is our own tribe—what kind of sight is this? Don't let people think our Witch Clan has gone mad."
The other Ancestral Witches were instantly speechless, their mouths twitching. We were worried about you!
And you called it going mad? Didn't your conscience hurt saying that?
"Enough. Everyone, disperse!"
With a single order from Dijiang, the leader of the Witch Clan, the entire clan immediately fell silent.
"Little Sister, come with us." Dijiang led everyone back to the Ancestral Witch Hall and asked directly, "Little Sister, are you truly all right?"
"That's right, Little Sister. If something is troubling you, tell us. If you hadn't encountered some difficulty, you would never have looked like that."
Faced with her brothers' questioning, Houtu did not hide anything. She recounted in full how she had sensed a stir in her heart and gone to investigate, how she had competed with Nuwa for a disciple, and how Liu Feng had rejected her.
"What? Little Sister Houtu, you're saying some brat named Liu Feng was that blind? He chose Nuwa over you? I'll go drag him here right now! How utterly ungrateful!"
"Exactly! This is outrageous! He actually dared reject Little Sister! A brat with such poor judgment—watch me slap him to death!"
The hot-tempered Zhurong and Gonggong had barely finished speaking before they were about to charge toward Nuwa's dojo halfway up Mount Buzhou to seize Liu Feng.
"Wait, Brothers! Don't do this. I'll handle my own matters myself. Besides, he's just a little thing who has only recently undergone Transformation. If you go seize him and others find out, they'll say we're bullying the weak. How would that look?" Houtu quickly called out to stop them.
"Hmph, who would dare spout nonsense?"
"Exactly. The Witch Clan's affairs are not for just anyone to criticize!"
"Oh, Brothers, if you keep this up, I'm really going to get angry." Seeing that she could not persuade them, Houtu's pretty face darkened as she spoke with a hint of displeasure.
"Uh..."
The two immediately backed down. They feared nothing except Houtu getting angry.
"Fine, we won't go. But if we see that brat in the future, we must teach him a lesson!" Zhurong still left behind those words indignantly.
"I know. I won't let him off easily either," Houtu replied vaguely.
Liu Feng sneezed twice more in his sleep. "Achoo! Achoo!"
This made Liu Feng wonder whether someone had truly set their sights on him. In the Primordial World, he had not offended anyone except Goddess Houtu!
Ha... could it really be true?
Women really were petty creatures.
"Little Sister, can you tell us more about that little fellow named Liu Feng?
Why could a little fellow who had just undergone Transformation stir both your and Nuwa's Dao Hearts, while we felt nothing? Could there be something wrong here?"
As the eldest brother, Dijiang asked with a solemn expression.
The Primordial World was far from peaceful at this time. Dijiang had just received news that the war among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans was escalating, and they had already reached the point of fighting to the death.
Although the Witch Clan had not yet been drawn in, Dijiang did not dare let down his guard in the slightest under such circumstances.
If there was a problem with Liu Feng's identity, then he could only be ruthless and eliminate this potential danger before it could grow.
"Big Brother, I can't explain it clearly either.
I was cultivating in the tribe when my Dao Heart suddenly stirred. After sensing it carefully, I discovered that the source of the disturbance was not far from Mount Buzhou, so I went to investigate.
The moment I saw him, a voice in my heart told me that I had to keep him by my side. He carried a great opportunity for me—perhaps even tremendous benefits for our entire Witch Clan!
That was why I wanted to take him as my disciple and keep him with me.
But unexpectedly, Nuwa had the same idea as I did. She also wanted to take Liu Feng as her disciple.
Not only that, she actually used the Bao Lian Deng to tempt Liu Feng without any sense of fair play, saying she would give it to him as long as he became her disciple. And just like that, Liu Feng was lured away by Nuwa!" Houtu puffed up angrily at the mention of it.
The Witch Clan had always cultivated only physical strength and never the Essence Spirit, so they naturally had little use for Dharma treasures. The entire Witch Clan did not even possess many presentable treasures.
She had missed out on Liu Feng because of this, and that was one reason Houtu found Nuwa displeasing.
"That little brat has no backbone at all! He became a disciple just for one Dharma treasure? How could someone so greedy be worthy of becoming Little Sister Houtu's disciple?"
"Exactly, exactly! How could someone like that become your disciple?" Zhurong and Gonggong were once again making a fuss nearby.
Those two hotheads had always been like this. They already could not stand each other, much less outsiders—especially anyone who provoked their beloved little sister. They wished they could grind such people to dust.
"You two, shut up!" Dijiang rebuked them before turning to Houtu. "Little Sister, you say that a little fellow who has just passed the Transformation Tribulation can bring benefits to the entire Witch Clan. Could your intuition have been mistaken?"
"It shouldn't be wrong, Big Brother. Even though our Witch Clan does not cultivate the Essence Spirit, we still have instinctive perceptions.
At that moment, it felt as though I had received a divine decree from Father God. That's why I'm so upset that Liu Feng did not become my disciple!"
This left the other Ancestral Witches speechless.
A tiny willow tree spirit in the Transformation stage could actually bring benefits to the entire Witch Clan? That was simply absurd!
However, if it was Father God's divine decree, that was another matter entirely.
They might doubt anyone, but they would never doubt Father God. Since it was Father God's divine decree, they needed to find an opportunity to meet this little fellow named Liu Feng and see what he was truly capable of.
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