Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife at the Start, Section 96

Hong Yun looked at them helplessly. He was just a cloud, all alone. Was there even such a thing as a Cloud Clan?

How could he have ever thought about these things?

Besides, shouldn't you be the ones to consider how to establish the Witch Clan?

You'd lived in the Primordial Wilderness. Even if you'd never eaten pork, you'd surely seen pigs run!

How the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes had established themselves before—could the Ancestral Witches really have never witnessed it?

Oh! Hong Yun suddenly remembered that the three tribes might not actually have done anything like this.

That made sense, then!

Seeing the Ancestral Witches' fervent gazes, and feeling the warm, soft hand in his own, Hong Yun could only grit his teeth and rack his brains.

How did those books I read explain this again?

After a brief moment of thought, Hong Yun continued:

"Since you've decided to form a tribe, you should make Bu Zhou Mountain your territory. Let the twelve tribes spread out in different directions around the mountain!"

The moment Hong Yun said this, they nodded.

Bu Zhou Mountain was at the center of the Primordial Wilderness. Developing outward in every direction from the center would give everyone more room to grow.

"In that case, offer sacrifices to Bu Zhou Mountain and awaken the remnant of Pangu's Will within it. Show Great God Pangu your resolve!"

"Once Bu Zhou Mountain responds, send Pangu Hall into its depths to protect Bu Zhou!"

Hong Yun figured that, given the Ancestral Witches' indomitable, world-supporting spirit, they couldn't possibly stand there muttering, "Heavenly Dao above."

They could say, "Great God Pangu above," and let Heaven and Earth bear witness!

Then they could use Pangu Hall to suppress the Witch Clan's fortune.

That should just about do it, right?