Primordial Wilderness: I Repeatedly Offered Poisonous Schemes! Houtu Advised Me to Calm Down

It wasn't just a matter of strength and essence blood—it was also because the protection of the Ancestral Shamans was precisely what allowed the Wu Clan to thrive.

Seeing Hou Yi behaving obediently, Houtu's anger mostly dissipated. She was gentle by nature, but recently Chu Xuan had stirred up some emotional waves in her.

She looked at Hou Yi before her, and even Kuafu, who had come to pay his respects with utmost courtesy.

She couldn't help but think to herself.

"Now this is a proper Wu!"

"As for Chu Xuan..."

"He doesn't seem like a Wu at all!"

Chu Xuan smiled, naturally noticing Houtu's gaze, but now that he had proven himself, he no longer cared.

If the Wu Clan's Poisonous Scholar wasn't a little arrogant, what kind of Poisonous Scholar would he be?

His mind was full of schemes and plots, like a bright pearl in the dark night—his personal aura simply couldn't be hidden!

Chu Xuan thought for a moment, then directly spoke to Houtu.

"Kuafu and Hou Yi will both be strong warriors of our Wu Clan in the future, good Wu who care for the clan just as I do. I ask the Ancestral Shaman to bestow blessings upon them!"

He didn't try to hide it at all, bluntly asking Houtu for rewards.

Kuafu and Hou Yi's hearts pounded wildly at this.

This kid was way too bold!

Hou Yi thought he himself was already arrogant enough, but he hadn't expected there to be an even greater master!

Yet what shocked them most was that Houtu only gave Chu Xuan a helpless look before nodding.

"Very well, then I shall bestow two drops of Ancestral Shaman Essence Blood, hoping you will become the pillars of our Wu Clan in the future!"

With that, Houtu immediately produced two drops of essence blood and sent them toward Hou Yi and Kuafu.

These were clearly not Houtu's own essence blood.

One drop carried a spatial quality, while the other held a thick Wood Aura.

Chu Xuan recognized at a glance that these came from Dijiang and Jumang.

It was normal for Ancestral Shamans to possess each other's essence blood, as there were always meritorious members within the tribes with different affinities who needed rewards.

Moreover, Houtu's judgment was keen—the Space Essence Blood, a Quasi-Saint's essence blood, was perfect for Hou Yi, who had recently become a Great Witch, and would also aid him in comprehending archery. Jumang's essence blood suited Kuafu, a Wu known for endurance.

Hou Yi and Kuafu were overjoyed and bowed respectfully in thanks.

Then, with good sense, they withdrew to refine the Ancestral Shaman Essence Blood.

They could tell that their friend had become completely different after being summoned by the Ancestral Shaman once.

And the Ancestral Shaman's attitude toward him was far from ordinary—how could an ordinary person get the Ancestral Shaman to grant essence blood with just a single sentence?

"No wonder this guy carries the aura of an Ancestral Shaman!"

Hou Yi remarked with some emotion.

Kuafu, however, angrily punched Hou Yi.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't stopped me from going with Chu Xuan, I might have gotten such an opportunity too!"

Hou Yi stammered, a little embarrassed.

He had been cautious, thinking that the Demon Race issues Chu Xuan had spotted would also be obvious to the Ancestral Shamans. Chu Xuan was a new Wu, so it was fine, but if they, as old Wu, followed him in causing trouble, they'd likely be punished by the Ancestral Shamans.

He never expected there would actually be an opportunity. Damn it!

And as the two left, Houtu gave Chu Xuan a helpless look.

"Satisfied now? Are you leaving right away?"

Chu Xuan was about to nod.

But then his gaze shifted toward a certain direction, and he shook his head.

"It seems we have guests!"

Houtu's gaze also shifted, and a rare smile bloomed on her face.

"So it's Sister Nuwa—what a rare visitor!"

The layers of space before them opened, and two majestic, sacred figures walked out from within.

One was handsome and imposing, the other exquisitely beautiful like jade. As they simply walked forward, mysterious serpentine Dao images faintly evolved behind them, like the Dao itself, like dragons.

The beautiful woman, Nuwa, spoke first with some dissatisfaction.

"I told you, you're the younger sister!"

Clearly, the two had a good relationship.

And it was only natural—the Wu Clan's headquarters lay at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, while Nuwa and Fuxi had long dwelled within Buzhou Mountain itself.

Both were Great Divine Ability Users, and even though Buzhou Mountain was so vast that even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal could hardly cross it in a short time, they were still like neighbors living side by side.

Furthermore, since they were both rare female Great Divine Ability Users, it was only natural that they were acquainted.

Chu Xuan stood silently to one side, pretending to be Houtu's attendant, merely observing these two familiar yet unfamiliar Great Divine Ability Users with curiosity.

"Household names, no doubt. More importantly, they're future saints, even the Human Race's Saintly Emperor."

"Is there anything worth scheming for on them?"

As a qualified strategist of the Wu Clan, the moment Chu Xuan saw the two, his mind had already begun planning whether he could exploit them.

Above all, both of them held great value.

Yet, just as Chu Xuan was silently sizing up the two Great Divine Ability Users without a word, he never expected that Fuxi, who had arrived later, would take notice of him and ask with some curiosity.

"Might I ask which fellow Daoist this is?"

"To have called out our whereabouts in a single breath earlier—truly extraordinary."

Though his tone was calm, as if merely curious, Chu Xuan instantly caught a whiff of a kindred spirit.

"A spy, a probe—this guy's no good."

"Fine, fine, fine. Using his sister's friendship with the Ancestral Shaman to come and test me openly, is it?"

Chu Xuan grew alert in an instant.

He hadn't forgotten that this future Saintly Emperor of the Human Race only became such after dying once.

Before that, he was the Demon Race's Xi Emperor!

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Chapter 21: Chu Xuan Speaks of the Saint Position! Fuxi and Nuwa Shocked! (Beg for Flowers and Monthly Tickets)

Though Fuxi had yet to join the Demon Race at this point, it was only a matter of time.

For this reason, Chu Xuan dared not be careless.

Chu Xuan silently shot Houtu a glance, and she immediately grew wary. She didn't understand Fuxi, but she understood Chu Xuan.

For someone of Chu Xuan's immense intellect to suddenly act out of character and signal her, there had to be a problem.

"Fuxi? Nuwa?"

Houtu's initial joy at meeting old friends faded considerably, but she still smiled as she spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you may not know this, but this is a junior of the clan named Chu Xuan. Because he shows some talent, I keep him by my side to teach him."

"I was just about to send him out for training when I happened to run into you."

With a few simple words, Houtu explained Chu Xuan's identity and relegated him to the status of a junior, drawing a line between him and Fuxi.

Little did she know, Fuxi paid no heed to such matters. After hearing Houtu's words, he instead fixed his gaze on Chu Xuan even more.

"I see."

"Still, Fellow Daoist Chu Xuan seems no ordinary man. Earlier, though my sister and I weren't hiding ourselves, it's not something a mere Primordial Unity Golden Immortal could detect."

As he spoke, Fuxi seemed somewhat impressed.

"How talented the Wu Clan is!"

"First there was the Great Witch Hou Yi, who forced back the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor, and now there's such a gifted Primordial Unity Golden Immortal."

Seeing that Fuxi was clearly zeroing in on him, Chu Xuan was somewhat surprised.

But after a moment's thought, he quickly understood the reason.

He was too unusual. Right after the recent clash between the Demon Race and the Wu Clan, suddenly bringing a nobody along was bound to look suspicious.

Ordinary experts wouldn't care, paying no mind to an ant like a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.