A Story

Compared to the Demon Race cities Shen Gui had seen before, the Wu Clan's tribal settlements looked far more like the cities Shen Gui imagined. Along the way, the cities of the Demon Race were inhabited mostly by the weak, those with no ability to protect themselves. They clung to life under the protection of Nuwa and Fuxi, as well as the shelter of each city's lord. Truly powerful demons rarely lived in cities.

The cities where Wu Clan tribes gathered were different.

They lived together by tribe, regardless of strength, age, or gender.

Of course, the Demon Race had this model as well, but only among sufficiently powerful races, such as the former Dragon Race, Phoenix Clan, Kirin Race, and so on. The vast majority of demons could not manage it.

However, this was also related to the composition of the two races.

Unlike the Wu Clan, which was united from top to bottom, the Demon Race was a collective term for countless races rather than a single race. Moreover, many different races within the Demon Race still bore old grudges left behind by the Great Tribulation of Dragon-Han, making it difficult for them to trust one another.

Between these two models, the Wu Clan's communal way of living was naturally better. Still, Shen Gui felt that the Demon Race would sooner or later have to change as well. Otherwise, once the Wu Clan grew stronger, how could a Demon Race riddled with internal conflicts contend with them?

However, that was no longer something Shen Gui needed to worry about.

Judging from the current situation in the Central Continent, although Nuwa and Fuxi's actions had protected many lower-ranking demons, the fundamental problem remained unresolved.

As for Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Kunpeng, Shen Gui had never visited their territory. He did not know what the situation was like there and could not judge rashly.

As Shen Gui and Xing Tian approached the Wu Clan settlement, those responsible for the outer perimeter watch spotted them.

It was a burly man, even taller than Xing Tian.

When he saw Xing Tian, the man greeted him first. "Brother Xing Tian, you're back. Looks like this hunt went pretty well."

Xing Tian nodded and pointed at the giant beast corpse he was dragging. "Caught a big one. It should be enough to eat for a few days."

At that moment, the man also noticed Shen Gui descending from the clouds behind Xing Tian.

"Brother Xing Tian, who is this?" Since Shen Gui had come with Xing Tian, the man showed no hostility, but he still asked Xing Tian.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you." Xing Tian turned around and pointed at Shen Gui. "This is Brother Shen Gui. I met him during this hunt. His physical body is no weaker than ours in the Wu Clan."

After saying that, Xing Tian pointed at the man and introduced him to Shen Gui. "Brother Shen Gui, this is Kuafu. Like me, he is a Great Wu of our Houtu Tribe."

Kuafu?

Shen Gui froze for a moment. He had only just met Xing Tian, and now he had run into Kuafu. The Primordial Wilderness truly was full of famous figures.

Before Shen Gui could react, Kuafu heard Xing Tian say that Shen Gui's physical body was no weaker than that of the Wu Clan, and he could not help but view Shen Gui in a new light.

One had to know that, in terms of physical bodies alone, the Wu Clan was absolutely the strongest race in the Primordial Wilderness. Even races within the Demon Race known for their physical strength, such as the Elephant Clan and Turtle Clan, might not be able to compare with them. Now that Xing Tian said Shen Gui's physical body could rival theirs, how could Kuafu not be curious?

Following his principle of keeping a low profile, Shen Gui humbly said, "Not at all. Great Wu Xing Tian flatters me. My physical body is still far from sufficient. I need to cultivate it properly."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Shen Gui saw the resentful look in Xing Tian's little eyes.

Your physical body was still far from sufficient? Were you indirectly mocking the Wu Clan, saying that aside from the Ancestral Wus, every other Wu had a trash physical body?

Only then did Shen Gui remember that Xing Tian, whom he had just beaten up twice, was still standing beside him.

Considering Xing Tian's feelings, Shen Gui coughed awkwardly. "Anyway, my physical body isn't as strong as Xing Tian's."

Hearing Shen Gui say that, the resentment in Xing Tian's little eyes faded considerably, though his face was still full of disdain.

Yeah, right!

Kuafu, standing to one side, kept looking back and forth between Shen Gui and Xing Tian. He always felt that there was a story between the two.

Noticing Kuafu's gaze, Xing Tian snapped in embarrassment, "Kuafu, what kind of look is that? Go back to standing watch. I'm going in!"

With that, Xing Tian hoisted the giant beast corpse onto his shoulder and walked into the tribe.

Seeing this, Kuafu chuckled. He did not mind, but he became even more certain that something was going on between Xing Tian and Shen Gui.

Not to mention that Shen Gui was also made uncomfortable all over by Kuafu's stare.

Now that Xing Tian had left first, Shen Gui hurriedly said, "Well then, Great Wu Kuafu, I'll be going too!"

Kuafu nodded. "Go on, go on. Don't keep Brother Xing Tian waiting too long."

That meaningful expression sent another chill up Shen Gui's back. He hurriedly followed in the direction Xing Tian had gone.