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

It actually looked somewhat impressive, aside from being noticeably thinner than the other Wu Clan members.

Nuwa suppressed a smile, finding it quite amusing.

But Fuxi beside her grew increasingly uneasy. At first, he thought their exchange was just probing for information.

The more he watched, the stranger it felt!

He kept getting the sense that he was the outsider standing nearby.

Fuxi quickly coughed twice. Nuwa's smile faltered as she too realized she and Chu Xuan had suddenly grown much closer.

Right, this kid had no sense of hierarchy and could even joke around—much more interesting than her brother.

Ignoring her brother's brooding gaze.

She smiled, thought for a moment, and wanted to ask something else.

Then, suddenly.

Above!

Boom—

A charred, horrifying head fell, its Zenith Heaven laws severed, its corpse plummeting.

Normally, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was hard to kill—cutting off its head or even grinding it to dust wouldn't finish it.

But at this moment, that severed head seemed like a severed Great Dao.

Its Dao Fruit shattered, its laws cut off.

Complete annihilation.

This meant absolute suppression.

Only suppression could sever one's Great Dao without even needing to crush their origin or Dao Fruit.

Ending their life outright.

A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal had fallen outside the Wu Clan.

Then two, three, four!

A full four Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals tumbled down from the sky.

Several Ancestral Shamans, accompanied by over twenty Great Witches, landed without a single casualty.

Most crucially, among those Ancestral Shamans was a Quasi-Saint—not Dijiang.

It was Zhurong!

One of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans!

A new Quasi-Saint!

Instantly, Fuxi and Nuwa fell silent, staring at the scene with shock and mixed emotions.

Even without a Primordial Spirit, unable to attend the Dao lectures, the Wu Clan could still walk the path to Quasi-Saint on their own.

How favored by heaven the Wu Clan was.

And this was Chu Xuan's suggestion—that the Wu Clan should gradually reveal their Quasi-Saint foundation.

Otherwise, if they all burst forth at once later, the problems would be greater.

Zhurong was the first to "emerge" now.

He descended with a booming laugh.

"A few mere Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals dared to spy on my Wu Clan? Courting death!"

"Pity one Great Divine Ability User got away—he ran fast."

"That bastard took a hit from me; he'll need at least tens of thousands of years to recover!"

Nuwa, hearing Zhurong's words, lost her interest in talking.

Chu Xuan didn't force the conversation either.

Leaving an impression was enough.

There would be plenty of time ahead.

After all, this had only been a whim born of boredom after Houtu left to operate in the shadows and ambush certain Great Divine Ability Users.

But just as Chu Xuan fell silent, someone came to talk to him anyway. Among the returning Ancestral Shamans, a cold, striking figure wrapped in some kind of ice law glanced at him, her eyes lighting up.

She spoke directly.

"Chu Xuan, there you are!"

"Did little sister ditch you?"

"Come on, let this Ancestral Shaman take you out for some fun!"

Then, under the utterly bewildered gazes of Fuxi and Nuwa.

Xuanming wrapped her arm around Chu Xuan's, pulling him close while ignoring the softness pressing against him, and cheerfully dragged him elsewhere.

Chu Xuan looked helpless.

Fuxi and Nuwa found the scene rather odd.

Fuxi had thought he was already casual enough, befriending a Taiyi Lesser Shaman.

But he never imagined Chu Xuan's daily life was like this.

Directly arm-in-arm with an Ancestral Shaman.

Not being of the Wu Clan, he couldn't understand!

Nuwa, however, observed more closely, her pretty face tinged with a blush and curiosity as she watched the two figures pressed together, disappearing into the distance.

"They're really rubbing together, aren't they? It's sunk right in!"

Nuwa's heart raced, her mind filling with who knows what fantasies.

Even as a Great Divine Ability User, born of primordial essence and a vessel of the Dao, since there was a distinction between male and female, there were naturally differences from the Dao itself.

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Chapter 33: Framing Kunpeng, Ancestral Shaman Xuanming's Visit! (Begging for flowers and monthly tickets)

Chu Xuan, who had been dragged away from the Wu Clan's heartland by Xuanming, immediately returned to his natural demeanor as soon as they left.

He even took a moment to savor the Ancestral Shaman's softness.

But before he could enjoy it further, the Cold Beauty beside him shoved him away, puffing out her chest with a hint of pride and a grin.

"Little brother, you're not being good!"

Chu Xuan didn't care at all.

"I'm the victim here. Earlier, it was clearly Sister Xuanming who kidnapped me!"

Seeing Chu Xuan's utterly unrepentant attitude, Xuanming laughed, equally carefree. She wasn't really bothered either—otherwise, she wouldn't have acted that way. She just found it amusing.

Unable to get the better of Chu Xuan, she instead smiled and grabbed his arm again, chuckling.

"So, how is it? Am I better, or is Little Sister better?"

Chu Xuan looked troubled, putting on his professional strategist's air.

"Without personally investigating the intelligence, I have no right to speak!"

Xuanming smirked.

"Oh? Then come and investigate!"

The moment she said it, Chu Xuan's hand reached out.

Xuanming's cheeks flushed, and she dodged.

He actually went for it!

It was fine when she took the initiative, but when he did, that wouldn't do. Though the Wu Clan was usually rough and easygoing, when it came down to it, she chickened out.

Still, that was normal. Since the Dao divided into male and female, creating distinctions, if it were that simple—procreation for procreation's sake—the Ancestral Shamans would have fathered offspring long ago.

Even an Ancestral Shaman needed to feel it.

Xuanming instinctively changed the subject.

"Little Sister is making a move outside right now."

"Do you want to come along?"

Sure enough, Chu Xuan was intrigued.

He felt a bit tempted.