Daring to Speak Bluntly: In the Primordial World, Grand Unity Golden Immortals Were Everywhere, and Saints Were Worthless

Nuwa seethed inwardly. I was kindly trying to warn you, and you don't even appreciate it.

Let's see how you handle things when you can't control yourself in a moment.

Some time later, Houtu smacked her lips and said with lingering satisfaction, "Ah, that was delicious. What a rare treat!"

Once she stopped, Houtu suddenly sensed that something seemed off.

Something was happening inside her body.

Waves of heat began to rise slowly!

There was something strange about this food!

No wonder Nuwa and that young master hadn't eaten any.

Oh no. Had they tricked me on purpose, just to make a fool of me?

Nuwa, you're awful!

Still, this was nothing. She could suppress it with a flick of her hand.

The heat gradually began to subside.

Houtu relaxed a little and was just about to speak.

But in the next moment, an even more scorching wave surged through her body.

Like a landslide and a tidal wave, it swept through every part of her in an instant.

Houtu was horrified. How was this possible?

At that moment, she remembered Nuwa's warning: she absolutely mustn't use even a trace of her Magic Power, nor let the expert see through her.

After being suppressed for a while, the heat stopped raging.

But waves of even more powerful energy burst from within her.

Houtu was frantic. What in the world was happening?

Though this energy was powerful, if she released the cultivation she was suppressing, she could naturally refine and absorb it in no time.

But if she unleashed her full power, the resulting pressure would shake the heavens and earth. It would certainly be felt for tens of thousands of miles around.

That might ruin Nuwa's important plans.

The energy was exceptionally pure, and Houtu yearned for it.

If she absorbed it all, the strength of her body would increase by half a percent!

She mustn't underestimate that half a percent. It would be enough for her to contend with a Quasi-Saint at the late stage.

Houtu was utterly shocked. How could she not realize by now that this was her own fortuitous opportunity?

She was deeply grateful. Nuwa really hadn't deceived her. She'd come to the right place.

Whatever happened, she couldn't reveal herself. It didn't matter if she wasted a little energy.

Though Houtu was extremely reluctant, she had no choice but to vent the excess energy.

Without releasing the cultivation she was suppressing, there was simply no way she could refine it.

Houtu gritted her teeth. "Didn't you doubt that I was weak, young master?"

"Just watch!"

"Hey, Miss Wu, don't be rash. I was just saying that offhand," Jiang Ping hurriedly tried to stop her.

Nuwa's face changed, and she felt deeply regretful.

Houtu was far too impulsive. Please, don't do anything foolish.

If you reveal your cultivation, we'll miss out on a huge opportunity.

Houtu strode out of the pavilion.

She was so frantic. Oh heavens, I can't hold it in any longer.

She looked around, then gritted her teeth.

Her eyes lit up when she spotted the pavilion in front of her.

"Hey, young master, watch me show off my strength!"

"Up!"

Houtu lowered her stance and wrapped both arms around one of the pavilion's huge, thick pillars.

"Hah! Up you go!"

With Houtu's roar, the entire pavilion suddenly shook.

Nuwa and Jiang Ping, seated inside, lurched to one side.

One corner of the pavilion had actually been lifted!

"Hey, that's enough, Miss Wu. I believe you're strong," Jiang Ping said, utterly astonished.

At that moment, Houtu seemed not to hear him.

It still wasn't enough.

Again!

She quickly ran to the other side and yanked another pillar out of the ground.

Still not enough!

Again!

In a flurry, Houtu pulled all four pillars out of the ground.

The next moment, she clenched both fists.

Then she lifted the entire pavilion and hoisted it onto her shoulder.

She strode forward and carried the whole pavilion steadily to the other side of the courtyard!

Under the glaring sunlight, Jiang Ping was left staring in stunned silence.

He was completely dumbfounded, deeply shaken!

This girl was born with incredible strength. Was she even human?

Houtu panted heavily, having finally vented most of the energy.

Earlier, while carrying the pavilion, she had secretly drawn on the earth's mighty power of earth, channeling all the excess energy inside her into it.

But even now, half of it remained within her. If she didn't refine it quickly, it would probably cause trouble.

Houtu looked around and said solemnly, "Please wait a moment, young master. The sunlight's a little harsh. Allow me."

Houtu walked to the spot where the pavilion had stood. Beside it was a tree so thick that even two people couldn't encircle it with their arms.

But Houtu simply wrapped her arms around it!

Taking the opportunity, she channeled all the excess energy inside her through the tree and into the ground.

The tree absorbed some of that energy as well.

The entire tree visibly began to grow. Its leaves grew thicker, and it became lush and verdant.

The next moment, Houtu yanked the tree out by its roots.

Then she hoisted it onto her shoulder.

As Jiang Ping stared in stunned silence, she moved the tree over beside the pavilion.

Jiang Ping's mouth hung open. He was too shocked to speak for a long while.

It all seemed like a dream.

Fortunately, he knew the courtyard well, and the deep hole left by the tree proved that it had really happened.

After all that, Houtu finally vented all the energy inside her.

Only then did she calmly return to her seat in the pavilion.

She looked at Nuwa and Jiang Ping, who were staring at each other.

She gave an awkward smile and said nothing.

For a moment, the atmosphere grew tense.

After a long pause, Nuwa gave an awkward laugh. "Little sister, I've told you so many times: stop showing off everywhere. So what if you were born strong? There's nothing to brag about."

Houtu awkwardly scratched her head. At that moment, she didn't dare say anything careless.

Hearing Nuwa's words, Jiang Ping finally understood.

So Miss Wu was born with incredible strength.

Even so, her strength was still astonishing!

"Ah, I was shocked for nothing. I was secretly pleased earlier. I thought Miss Wu cultivated the Dao and was a Heavenly Immortal or something."

Houtu blurted out, "Heavenly Immortal?"

When did my cultivation become so low? I'm only a Heavenly Immortal now?

"Oh? Miss Wu knows about Heavenly Immortals?" Jiang Ping raised an eyebrow.

Houtu realized she'd said too much and hurriedly changed the subject. "Of course I know about Heavenly Immortals. They're incredibly powerful. I've heard they can move mountains and overturn seas."

Jiang Ping chuckled. "Heavenly Immortals? They're certainly powerful, but in the Primordial World, they're nothing special."

Nuwa's expression changed. "Oh? What do you mean by that, young master?"

Houtu couldn't help asking, "Are you saying you look down on Heavenly Immortals?"

Jiang Ping said casually, "If you'll forgive my bluntness, even Golden Immortals are nothing special. Isn't the Primordial World a place where Grand Unity Golden Immortals are everywhere and Saints are worthless?"

At those words, Nuwa and Houtu were horrified. The two rapidly exchanged glances, each seeing deep fear in the other's eyes!

The expert's words were truly astonishing!

Grand Unity Golden Immortals everywhere?

We haven't even seen many Grand Unity Golden Immortals. Each one is a mighty expert capable of founding a sect and living as long as heaven and earth.

Yet to the expert, they're as worthless as radishes by the roadside!

Saints are worthless?

That was even more terrifying!

At present, there was only one Saint in the Primordial World: the Dao Ancestor!

Was the expert implying that Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, was useless?

That he was trash? A worthless fool?

No, no, the expert wasn't implying it. He'd just said it outright!