"So, we need to use our brains more. Don't let that bunch use us as cannon fodder."
"Then what should we do? Should we imitate them and stay put?" Zhu Rong grew anxious.
"Little sister, you must have something in mind. Why not tell us?"
Di Jiang looked at Houtu. His little sister surely had an idea, or she would not have spoken like that.
"Yes. I think we may have fallen into a misunderstanding. Although our Auspicious Qi declined because of the Human Race, who can say Heavenly Dao was not plotting behind it? Why don't we do the opposite? Instead of blaming the Human Race, we should interact with them more. Aren't they too weak? Why not teach them some of the Witch Clan's combat techniques?"
After Houtu finished speaking, the other Ancestral Witches in the Great Hall stared at her wide-eyed. What was her brain made of? How could she come up with such an idea?
"Good!"
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Di Jiang shouted his approval and could not help applauding. Houtu truly deserved the Dao Venerable's guidance. Her idea was simply too unexpected.
This way, they could gain the Human Race's goodwill while avoiding the Demon Clan's and Heavenly Dao's schemes.
After all, they had been born on the Primordial Land. They would certainly come into contact with the Human Race before the Demon Clan did.
Wasn't the Demon Clan laughing at them now? Then they would let those bastards in the Heavenly Court laugh their fill.
"But how should we approach the Human Race? If we are too abrupt, we will surely make them wary. We might even end up making things worse."
Di Jiang raised another thorny problem.
"Brothers and sisters, do not worry. Leave this matter to our Houtu Tribe. My tribe has a