Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife at the Start, Part 22

Having Hong Yun borrow it was like studying from a textbook on his own.

Even grasping a little and breaking through to Great Luo would already be quite impressive.

But this time with Hou Tu, it was like having a private tutor right by his side.

One-on-one lessons!

If he really couldn't learn, he could even take the easy way out and have it engraved directly into his soul, then slowly comprehend it later.

There were just some hidden risks with this method, so Hong Yun chose not to use it.

With Hou Tu personally guiding him, if Hong Yun still didn't make any progress,

then he would truly have let down Hou Tu's good intentions!

Once everyone had taken their seats, Dijiang and the others sensed Hong Yun's increased strength and nodded in approval.

In the Primordial Wilderness, strength was everything!

If Hong Yun's strength had truly been lacking, then even if they liked him and thought he was a good person,

they absolutely wouldn't have let Hou Tu become his Dao Companion.

Fortunately, Hong Yun was strong enough, and he was improving quickly. He hadn't disappointed them.

For a moment, they looked at Hong Yun with even greater enthusiasm.

After everyone had sat down, Hong Yun noticed that no one was speaking.

Instead, they were all staring at him!

What's going on?

Am I supposed to host this meeting?

Hong Yun was puzzled too. He looked around and gave two light coughs.

"Ahem... ahem..."

Dijiang waved his huge hand and said unconcernedly,

"Why are you coughing?"

"If you have something to say, hurry up and say it!"

Seeing Hong Yun's bewildered "Huh?" expression, Dijiang couldn't help laughing.

"Didn't you ask little sister Hou Tu to bring us here?"

Hong Yun glanced at Hou Tu again. Seeing the amusement in her eyes, he watched her give a slight nod.

Then Hong Yun spoke.

"The second lecture at the Purple Cloud Palace is coming up soon. I wanted everyone to discuss when we should head to the Chaos."

"If there are matters in the clan, we can make arrangements ahead of time."

He finished speaking and looked at everyone.

Dijiang shook his head and said gravely,

"This time, we're not planning to go again..."

"Huh?"

"Why not?"

Hong Yun was astonished. How could they decide not to attend such a great opportunity as Hongjun's lecture?

Looking at the other Ancestral Shamans, he saw them all nodding too.

Some seemed a little embarrassed and grinned at Hong Yun.

When he looked at Xuanming, he saw her brows tightly furrowed.

Her face showed signs of inner conflict!

Clearly, she was weighing whether or not to enter the Purple Cloud Palace again.

When she noticed Hong Yun looking at her and met his eyes, Hong Yun felt an inexplicable emotion.

Dijiang gave Hong Yun a wry smile.

"Little Brother Hong Yun, you should know that our Witch Clan's method of cultivation comes from our bloodline, bestowed upon us by Father God Pan Gu!"

"We only need to proceed step by step, temper our bodies, and strengthen our bloodlines to improve our strength!"

"What's more..."

Dijiang shook his head and continued,

"The immortal cultivation methods taught by Saint Hongjun are of little use to us. After all, they cultivate pure and turbid qi separately."

"They're worlds apart!"

Hong Yun had considered the Ancestral Shamans' argument before.

But he had thought that even if they couldn't cultivate directly,

they could still learn from it!

The Dao was interconnected. They only had to take the best and discard the rest.

But he'd overlooked the fact that the Ancestral Shamans weren't particularly good at comprehension.

They excelled at body refinement and combat!

Then their divine abilities arose naturally!

They didn't need to overthink things. They could improve themselves by relying on instinct.

Besides, when the Purple Cloud Palace gave its lecture, even if the other mighty cultivators couldn't learn much,

they could still use the palace's blessed grounds to cultivate on their own!

But the Purple Cloud Palace was full of pure spiritual qi. Where could they find baleful qi to cultivate?

That meant that while everyone else made progress, they could only sit around and rest.

How could Dijiang and the others put up with that?

So after discussing it, they simply decided not to go.

"We're planning to cultivate on our own and spend more time raising the young members of our Witch Clan!"

"Right now, all our clan members are hatched from the blood pool. We still have far too few..."

As he said this, Dijiang looked at Hong Yun and Hou Tu with a half-smile.

Hong Yun gave an awkward laugh. Were they nagging him to get married all the way here in the Primordial Wilderness?

He couldn't help grumbling inwardly.

Huh?

What does the small size of your clan have to do with me?

Our relationship is still purely emotional. Who knows how many years it'll be before we reach that point!

Besides, Hong Yun seriously doubted that even if he and Hou Tu really got together, they could have children.

What could a cloud and the earth give rise to?

No one knew.

As for the small number of Witch Clan members, Hong Yun did know one way to solve the problem.

But the time wasn't right yet. The human race hadn't appeared!

Hong Yun could only accept their decision.

Still, in the end, he couldn't help warning them,

"The final lecture is extremely important. But if you don't go this time, you might not be allowed in for the last one..."

Zhurong spoke up with a laugh.

"That's fine!"

"If there's anything we need to know or learn, can't you and little sister Hou Tu just tell us?"

Well, they really did trust him!

Hong Yun gave a wry smile, then turned to Xuanming, who was still hesitating.

"What do you think?"

Hou Tu spoke gently.

"Little sister, our brothers can't be bothered to think things through, but you're different. I think you should come with us."

As she spoke, she smiled.

"Even if you don't gain anything, you can still help us make a show of strength!"