A group of Witch Clan powerhouses came roaring in with tremendous momentum, so fierce that even the winds and clouds of the Ninth Heaven changed color. The burly man at their head was sharp and domineering, with a square face and a ferocious, murderous look...
The other Ancestral Witches had all painted ghost faces on themselves. They were fierce, savage, and utterly overbearing, carrying the swagger of the gangsters who would run rampant in later generations. They definitely looked like a bunch of mobsters...
"I'm doomed..." Chen Xuan wanted to curse!
Were they forming a gang to kill him?
"Hey... That kid wants to run away. Stop him..." A roar rang out. A man with a cockscomb hairstyle leaped into the air and landed in front of Chen Xuan.
"Oh my, oh my... So you're the brat who wants to run off with my Seventh Sister?" A hotheaded fellow glared at Chen Xuan with utter disdain. Needless to say, he was Gonggong.
"You don't look like much. You must have some ability to persuade Seventh Sister. I am Dijiang of the Witch Clan..."
"Tsk, tsk... This kid looks so weak he could barely withstand the wind. He can't even beat one of the clan's Iron-eating beasts. What species is he, anyway? I'm Zhu Jiuyin..." Zhu Jiuyin introduced himself.
"Giggle, giggle... Kid, resist harshly and confess leniently. How did you deceive Seventh Sister? Tell us what delicious food you promised, and that you'd raise the Witch Clan's standard of living by an entire level. I, Xuanming, definitely don't believe you..." Xuanming was dressed in white, with beautiful features and the appearance of a schoolgirl, radiating a pure aura.
An Ancestral Witch surrounded Chen Xuan. They kept scrutinizing him, all wearing disappointed expressions. They were truly dissatisfied. He was far too weak...
This smooth-talking scumbag must have used some unknown method. He clearly meant no good and had actually tricked Houtu. Unforgivable...
"Everyone... I didn't force Senior Houtu. Could there be some misunderstanding?" Chen Xuan forced a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa also spoke up. "Everyone, don't go too far."
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, don't misunderstand. We're merely curious. We're just a little disappointed that the fellow who deceived our little sister is this weak," Dijiang said tactfully.
"Hmph... He's so weak I could kill him with one slap. How did Seventh Sister take a fancy to him? I'm the first to object." Zhurong had a fiery temper and spoke without holding back.
"Although I'm annoyed by you, I strongly agree with that opinion. This kid isn't worthy of our Seventh Sister." Gonggong joined in as well. The two were like water and fire, bickering constantly, but this was the first time they had agreed on something.
Houtu was completely dumbfounded...
When had she ever taken a fancy to Chen Xuan?
"No... When did I ever take a fancy to him? Look at those skinny arms and legs. If you keep fooling around, don't blame me for losing my temper." Houtu was furious. This bunch had been matching her with someone for no reason.
"Seventh Sister... Didn't you promise him that if you went to some mysterious place, he would teach our Witch Clan how to cook? What's so good about this kid? I object." The second Ancestral Witch, Jumang, cut in.
"That's right, that's right... We all object." The group of Ancestral Witches nodded repeatedly.
Houtu's face turned livid. This bunch of idiots simply didn't understand. They had matched her with someone for no reason and turned it into her running away with a man. Why couldn't they understand her explanations?
"All of you, shut up!" Houtu was furious and shouted. The group of Ancestral Witches fell silent, and only then did she slowly say, "This is an exchange, not me running away with someone. If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll never manage any of you again..."
All the Ancestral Witches' expressions changed drastically. Houtu's words carried great weight, and they did not dare make another sound...
"I'm going with him for another matter. I'm not running away with him. Come learn barbecuing later. I'll improve the entire Witch Clan's food, and I'll test your skills." Houtu flew into a rage.
"Enough... Since this is Seventh Sister's arrangement, everyone should stop making things difficult for him and just study properly." Eldest Brother Dijiang also spoke.
"Yes..."
The group of Ancestral Witches nodded in unison, not daring to object.
Chen Xuan let out a sigh of relief. That had been dangerously close. With his tiny body, he could not withstand the force of an Ancestral Witch's finger, let alone being ganged up on by all of them...
"Since that's settled, today I'll take everyone to find some seasonings. This is the most crucial step. After that, we'll barbecue, braise, roast, stew meat... I'll teach you all one by one."
Chen Xuan acted decisively, taking a group of terrifying future powerhouses to search for all kinds of seasonings: star anise, pepper, angelica dahurica, cinnamon...
Unfortunately, there was no cumin or chili peppers...
The Dragon Meat sizzled as fat dripped from the skewers in Chen Xuan's hands. Its aroma filled the air, making the eyes of the group of Innate Great Gods shine. They went completely wild, wishing they could eat their own fingers.
"Delicious... Delicious... This Dragon Meat is incredible! Once I, Zhurong, master this, I'll definitely become the number-one chef in the Primordial World, because I can make fire." Zhurong danced around with skewers in his hands.
"Bullshit... I, Gonggong, will be the future master chef of the Witch Clan. My divine water can nourish anything. What do you, Zhurong, amount to?" Gonggong naturally fought back. Their opposing natures as water and fire erupted every day.
"What are you two arguing about? Dragon Meat is truly unforgettable. I wonder what Kirin Meat and Phoenix meat taste like. I can't wait..." Xuanming transformed into a complete foodie, her eyes shining.
Chen Xuan's hand trembled. Had he accidentally raised a whole group of foodies? He could not help looking toward Great God Nuwa. The future Witch-Demon Great Tribulation might turn into one enormous foodie festival...
Would they eat the Demon Clan clean?
"What are you plotting?" Nuwa glared at him.
Chen Xuan chuckled and said, "Great God Nuwa... What if the Witch Clan eats the Demon Clan in the future?"
Nuwa said seriously, "After you run off with Sister Houtu, we'll definitely discuss it. The Witch-Demon Great Tribulation will become a dark affair."
"Whatever..." Chen Xuan did not care. He changed the subject again. "Great God Nuwa... What else is there in the Primordial World that can be transplanted to later generations?"
The Primordial World was vast and boundless. There were many Immortal Fruits, but they were unsuitable for ordinary people to eat, as they could easily be burst apart by the excessive spiritual energy. They also required exceptionally good planting conditions...
"There's something that seems suitable for you. It's just..." Nuwa hesitated.
"What is it? If it's an Innate Spiritual Root, you can just give me the Enlightenment Tea Tree." Chen Xuan was not the least bit polite.
"Dream on..." Great God Nuwa rolled her eyes at Chen Xuan and said, "I heard that in the Dragon Clan's dwelling place, there's a mysterious thing called Dragon Tooth Rice..."
"Wait... You Innate lifeforms all live by drinking wind and dew, with all kinds of Immortal Fruits and blessed grotto-heavens. How did you end up farming?"
Chen Xuan had read countless novels and knew a little about Dragon Tooth Rice. It had clearly been invented, so how could it exist in the Primordial Era?
"What do you know?" Great God Nuwa rebuked him angrily. "This miraculous rice was selected by the Dragon Clan from among countless spiritual treasures they found. It's better than ordinary Immortal Fruits and can be planted anywhere..."
Chen Xuan's eyes lit up. "When are we setting out? We have to get some."
"Aren't you afraid of the Ancestor Dragon? Although I'm powerful, I couldn't fight an existence at the Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm who has nearly comprehended the Half-Sage realm." Nuwa shook her head. The Dragon Clan was naturally powerful and nearly invincible among those of the same realm, unless they used an Innate Spiritual Treasure.
"This..." Chen Xuan was disappointed. Even his backer could not do it. Who could accomplish this?
"Enough... Don't look so dejected. Let's go to Penglai. Perhaps we'll get lucky and sneak into the Dragon Clan's territory." Nuwa thought for a moment. They could only sneak in.
"Heh heh... Great God Nuwa, you're really amazing." Chen Xuan gave her a thumbs-up.
"Stop flattering me. I'm your great-grandmother, after all." Great God Nuwa spoke proudly.
"Oh... If we can't earn merit through the Heavenly Marriage in the future, then forget it..." Chen Xuan did not want to see Nuwa getting smug, so he viciously disgusted her.
"How dare you..." Great God Nuwa was furious. Then she suddenly came to her senses and shouted, "You've been deceiving me all along? Aren't you just lusting after my body? Wait until you die!"
"Great God Nuwa... Great-grandmother... Don't be like this. We're comrades with a pure relationship. You're overthinking it..." Chen Xuan explained with a straight face.
"You're just asking for a beating..." Nuwa punched him. Chen Xuan felt a black eye coming on...
Fuxi shook his head from the side. His Little Wa had changed more and more. She had once been as cold as ice, showing only a reluctant smile when facing him, her elder brother...
So this was cultivation...
Things were different now...
"Let's go... We'll return to the Buzhou Mountain Dojo and make proper plans." After eating and drinking his fill, Nuwa began to take action.
"Seventh Sister... This is your first time leaving the divine hall. Take good care of yourself, and don't let certain people deceive you..." Eldest Ancestral Witch Dijiang gave her a serious warning.
"Don't worry, Big Brother. Does this kid dare do anything to me? I'll reveal my true form and scare him to death." Houtu nodded and followed them.
Chen Xuan staggered several times and nearly fell from the sky...
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