In the Primordial Wilderness, I Am Hong Yun: At the Start, I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife, Part 338

"Many thanks to you, brothers. We owe you once again."

"Otherwise, we'd still be locked in a bitter battle with the Three Pure Ones!"

Dijiang chuckled.

"What are you talking about?"

With Candle Dragon present, Dijiang didn't mention that the Witch Clan had long since acknowledged Hong Yun as their Thirteenth Ancestral Shaman.

Instead, he simply said:

"You and Hou Tu and Xuanming are one with us."

"Why say such distant things?"

Xuanming's expression darkened.

"Brother, why are you dragging me into this?"

As she spoke, a faint chill began to rise.

Everyone burst into laughter, and Dijiang hurriedly said:

"You misunderstand. I mean that you and Little Brother Hong Yun are the founders of the inner and outer paths of martial arts!"

"If Hong Yun is in trouble, isn't it only natural for you to come to his aid?"

Only then did Xuanming's expression soften a little.

Earlier, Hong Yun had feared she might offend Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, so he had taken Xuanming's little hand in his.

That had left Xuanming's thoughts unsettled even now!

So she was all the more sensitive to her brothers' teasing.

Hong Yun chuckled too, letting the matter pass.

Still, although the Ancestral Shamans spoke that way,

Hong Yun couldn't truly take their help for granted. Otherwise, he'd be turning a kindness into an obligation.

Hong Yun made up his mind.

I'll do everything in my power to change the course of the Witch and Demon Tribulation. I absolutely won't let all the Ancestral Shamans perish in the great calamity!

Even if... I have to enter the fray myself, I won't hesitate!

Hong Yun nodded to Zhen Yuan Zi as well.

There was even less need for words between him and Zhen Yuan Zi!

The two had always worked together seamlessly, as if