Ye Jun looked utterly helpless, as if he were the one who had been wronged.
Seeing him like this only made Houtu angrier. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, in a rather magnificent display.
Ye Jun couldn't help swallowing, and Houtu caught him at it. Instantly, her fury blazed.
"You lecher! I'll make sure you don't get away with this today!" Houtu snapped.
She immediately thrust the sword in her hand at Ye Jun. That shameless bastard was going to pay today!
Ye Jun raised an eyebrow. Good heavens, she's actually serious!
His hands quickly formed a circle, one grasping yang energy and the other yin energy. A yin-yang diagram appeared in front of him.
Houtu's sword was stopped firmly by the diagram.
"Fellow Daoist Houtu, there's no need to be so vicious. I truly didn't do it on purpose!" Ye Jun pleaded.
Even as he spoke, his hands never stopped moving. The beautiful women of the Witch Clan really did attack without hesitation!
If he let his guard down and got stabbed, he'd be the one getting hurt!
"Ye Jun! No matter what, I won't let you off today, you lecher!" Houtu said, her expression dark.
As soon as she finished speaking, she thrust her sword again. Ye Jun could only barely dodge. This was a real problem.
If it were anyone else, Ye Jun would have slapped them already. But this woman didn't listen to reason!
Ye Jun was suffering inside!
Houtu seemed so consumed by anger that her thoughts were filled with nothing else. She thrust at Ye Jun again and again.
Ye Jun felt as though he'd already been struck by tens of thousands of sword shadows that day.
He didn't know how long this went on, but at last Houtu grew tired and stood still, leaning on her sword.
Ye Jun saw his chance. This was perfect!
If he didn't run now, when would he?
Ye Jun took a deep breath and flashed out of the valley. Then he made sure to call back one last thing.
"Fellow Daoist Houtu, you're too upset to think clearly right now. I'll come to the Witch Clan and apologize another day!"
Houtu glared at the valley's exit, her face ashen. She angrily tossed her slender sword aside and sat down.
She continued cursing Ye Jun, that lecher, under her breath.
At that moment, Ye Jun was leaning against a tree, panting heavily.
"Good grief, Fellow Daoist Houtu really is persistent," Ye Jun groaned.
Houtu had shown him no mercy at all. Ye Jun had already made up his mind.
From now on, he'd better not provoke anyone—not even Houtu. She was impossible to reason with!
Ye Jun sat cross-legged and rested for a while before continuing on his way. He'd already put the little incident in the valley behind him.
As long as Houtu didn't catch him in the act, he'd be fine!
With that thought, Ye Jun finally straightened his back and strode through the primordial world. His first stop on this journey had already left him with egg on his face.
Just as he let out a sigh of relief, Ye Jun suddenly sensed a familiar aura up ahead.
A quick probe with his Divine Sense told him who it was.
"Zhunti again? Could it be that fate has bound me to that old bald monk?" Ye Jun muttered.
Still, he quickly flashed forward after him. Those two old bald monks from the Western World were usually inseparable.
But this time, Zhunti was alone. Ye Jun couldn't help wondering if the old bald monk had discovered some treasure again.
Ye Jun couldn't help doing a little scheming of his own. Whatever else one might say about those two old bald monks, they were every bit as good as anyone at finding treasures.
With that thought, Ye Jun sped up and kept close behind Zhunti.
Zhunti had no idea that he had an unshakable tail following him.
After the two traveled one behind the other for some time, a vast sea suddenly appeared in Ye Jun's view.
"The East Sea? What's this old bald monk doing here?" Ye Jun said to himself.
As soon as he spoke, Zhunti up ahead suddenly stopped and darted down toward an island below.
Ye Jun raised an eyebrow. Have we arrived? He followed right after him.
The moment he landed on the island, Ye Jun sensed that something about the surroundings was unusual.
Dense fog blanketed the area. Any cultivator with a poor sense of direction would gradually lose their way after coming ashore.
"How could an island like this be shrouded in such thick fog? There must be an extraordinary great array set up here!" Ye Jun murmured.
He briefly worked out the direction, then continued onward. Before long, he had stepped completely into the great array.
The moment he entered, he understood.
"So that's it. This must be an innate Three Talents Great Array. No wonder—it would take a Three Talents Great Array to have such power." Ye Jun smiled.
Since it was a Three Talents Great Array, Ye Jun had already figured out what this place was. He stepped onto the Three Talents positions, and with a flash, he had entered the island.
After only a few steps, he spotted a crooked stone stele standing off to one side, as if someone had casually stuck it into the ground.
The two large characters "Fangzhang" were carved in the center.
Ye Jun's expression said it all. This really was Fangzhang Immortal Island. He looked ahead and saw Spiritual Energy drifting everywhere, with pools of liquid Spiritual Energy scattered throughout.
Brilliant rosy clouds and dazzling colors filled the sky above the island. If he'd cultivated here from the beginning, he would have saved so much time.
Ye Jun sighed inwardly, then noticed the Daoist Zhunti up ahead.
All Ye Jun could see was the back of Zhunti's head. Zhunti was already completely enveloped in delight.
Ye Jun swept his Divine Sense ahead and was instantly overjoyed too. A flourishing bamboo grove stood before Zhunti.
The bamboo at its very center was especially thick, its color gradually changing along the stalk. At the tip of the emerald-green bamboo, a few faint streaks of purple had appeared.
Dao Rhyme flowed at its tip, and flashes of purple light appeared again and again.
Green turning purple?
"Looks like this Bitter Bamboo has been growing for a long time. Otherwise, it wouldn't have produced such an extraordinary sight," Ye Jun said with a smile.
Wasn't his luck incredible? Bitter Bamboo was one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots!
Ye Jun wasn't the only one reacting this way. Zhunti had already gone wild with excitement. This was an Innate Spiritual Root, and he had just lost the Gourd Vine.
Could this be compensation for him?
Zhunti couldn't help feeling overwhelmed with excitement. With this Bitter Bamboo, breaking through to Quasi-Saint was practically guaranteed!
And though the bamboo in this grove couldn't compare to the Innate Spiritual Root Bitter Bamboo, it was still a treasure.
Zhunti licked his lips and reached out with his left hand, intending to claim the Bitter Bamboo.
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