Primordial Era: I Am Hong Yun, Starting With a Saint Position for a Wife

Borrowing it was like studying from a textbook on his own.

If he could grasp even a sliver and break through to Grand Unity Realm, that would be quite good.

But this time with Hou Tu was equivalent to hiring a personal tutor.

One-on-one instruction!

If he really couldn't learn it, he could even be lazy and directly engrave it into his soul, then comprehend it slowly later.

It's just that this method had some hidden dangers, which Hong Yun wouldn't take.

With Hou Tu teaching him hands-on, if Hong Yun still made no progress.

That would truly be a waste of Hou Tu's good intentions!

When everyone sat down, Dijiang and the others felt Hong Yun's progress in strength and nodded with relief.

In the Primordial Era, strength reigns supreme!

If Hong Yun's strength was truly insufficient, even if they liked Hong Yun and thought he was a good person.

They would absolutely not let Hou Tu become his Dao Companion.

Fortunately, Hong Yun's strength was sufficient and his progress was rapid, not disappointing them.

For a time, their gazes towards Hong Yun became even more fervent.

Hong Yun saw that after everyone sat down, they didn't speak.

Instead, they stared at him!

"What's going on?"

"Are they expecting me to chair the meeting?"

Hong Yun was puzzled and looked around, then cleared his throat twice.

"Cough... cough..."

Dijiang waved his hand dismissively and said:

"What are you coughing for?"

"If you have something to say, say it quickly!"

Seeing Hong Yun's bewildered look, Dijiang couldn't help but laugh.

"Didn't you ask Sister Hou Tu to find us?"

Hong Yun glanced at Hou Tu again and saw the smile in her eyes. Hou Tu nodded slightly.

Hong Yun then spoke.

"The time for the second Purple Cloud Palace lecture is approaching. I wanted us to discuss when to head to the Chaos."

"If there's anything the clan needs, we can make arrangements in advance."

He finished and looked at everyone.

Dijiang shook his head and said solemnly.

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

"Ah?"

"Why is that?"

Hong Yun was greatly surprised. Such a good opportunity as Hongjun's lecture, how could they just decide not to go?

He looked at the other Ancestral Shamans, who all nodded.

Some, feeling a bit embarrassed, grinned at Hong Yun.

When he looked at Xuanming, Xuanming's brow was furrowed.

There was a struggle on her face!

She was clearly weighing whether or not to attend the Purple Cloud Palace again.

Seeing Hong Yun's gaze, and when their eyes met, Hong Yun felt a strange emotion.

Dijiang then gave Hong Yun a wry smile.

"Little Brother Hong Yun, you should know that our Witch Clan's cultivation method is innate, bestowed upon us by Father Pan Gu!"

"We only need to follow the steps, temper our bodies, and enhance our bloodline to increase our strength!"

"Moreover..."

Dijiang shook his head and continued.

"The Immortal Dao cultivation methods taught by Saint Hongjun are of little use to us. After all, they are cultivated from pure and turbid energies respectively."

"They are worlds apart!"

Hong Yun had actually considered the Ancestral Shamans' words before.

But what he thought was, even if they couldn't cultivate it directly.

"Borrowing is fine too!

The Dao is interconnected; one only needs to take the essence and discard the dross.

But they overlooked that the Ancestral Shamans were not good at comprehension.

What they excelled at was body refinement and combat!

And then divine abilities would manifest naturally!

Without needing to overthink things, they could improve themselves through instinct alone.

Furthermore, during the sermons at the Purple Cloud Palace, even if other great divine ability users couldn't learn much.

They could at least use the sacred grounds of the Purple Cloud Palace to cultivate themselves!

But the Purple Cloud Palace was filled with pure spiritual energy; where was the malevolent energy for them to cultivate?

This was equivalent to them sitting idle and resting while others made progress.

How could Dijiang and the others tolerate this?

So, after discussing it, they decided not to go at all.

"We plan to cultivate ourselves and also nurture more of the Witch Clan's younglings!"

"Currently, the Witch Clan members are all hatched from the blood pool, and there are still too few..."

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

Hong Yun gave an awkward laugh. Was this pressure to marry even reaching the Primordial Era?

He couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

"Hm?"

"What does your clan having few members have to do with me?"

"You know we're still just pure emotional exchanges right now; who knows how many years it will be until we reach that stage!"

Moreover, Hong Yun highly doubted whether he and Hou Tu could even have offspring if they were to truly get together.

A cloud and the earth, what could they possibly create?

No one knew.

As for the scarcity of Witch Clan members, Hong Yun actually knew of a solution.

But the time wasn't right yet; humans hadn't appeared.

Hong Yun could only accept their choice.

But he couldn't help but remind them in the end:

"The final sermon is extremely crucial. If you don't go this time, you might not be allowed to enter for the last one..."

Zhurong then spoke with a laugh:

"No problem!"

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

Fine, they really believed him!

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

"What are your thoughts?"

At this moment, Hou Tu spoke gently, "Sister, our elder brothers aren't patient with thinking, but you're different. I think you should still come with us!"

She then chuckled.

"Even if we gain nothing, your presence can help boost our morale!"