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

Vaguely reflected within it was a wing that blotted out the sky and covered the sun.

It was a form familiar to all beings.

Kunpeng!

The next moment, the Dao light surged, the wing blurred, and a gaze seemed to follow this image, looking toward this place.

"How dare you!"

"Queen Mother of the West, you dare meddle in this matter!"

The voice was furious, causing Queen Mother of the West to frown.

Because she felt something was off.

But before she could figure it out, she saw East Prince Gong beside her erupt in rage.

"So it really is you, Kunpeng!"

"You dared destroy my Dao field while I was away!"

"If you resent me for thwarting your seizure of the Cushion, why not strike at me directly!"

"Today's Karma will surely be settled!"

Yet his words drew no response.

That faint gaze merely glanced at him, then dismissed him, as if in contempt.

This contempt instantly enraged East Prince Gong, who appeared amiable on the surface but was deeply proud at heart.

In an instant, he tore through the void and departed, clearly intent on revenge.

Queen Mother of the West hesitated behind him but ultimately said nothing.

Because she couldn't pinpoint what was wrong—she couldn't very well say they had found the culprit too quickly.

Queen Mother of the West returned to her Jade Pool Dao field. No sooner had she sat down than an Attendant came to report.

"Your Highness, Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman of the Wu Clan, has come to visit!"

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Chapter 34: Queen Mother of the West Enters the Game, Investing in the Three Pure Ones (Beg for Flowers and Monthly Tickets)

Queen Mother of the West was startled. An Ancestral Shaman had come to visit.

It was somewhat strange.

She had no prior friendship with that one.

But out of courtesy, she still invited the guest over.

Looking at that familiar aura and cold, beautiful appearance, it was indeed Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman.

Only this time, the other was holding the hand of a Lesser Shaman. Queen Mother of the West found the sight a bit odd but still exchanged greetings.

"Daoist friend!"

"Daoist friend!"

Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman, returned the greeting with a smile, but in truth, she was gripping Chu Xuan's hand with some nervousness.

How thrilling—coming to see the person involved right after committing the deed.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how that scoundrel Chu Xuan had used her own magic power to resist Queen Mother of the West's Kunlun Mirror.

She had thought that after framing someone, they would flee the scene. She never expected Chu Xuan to drag her straight over for a visit.

Hiss—

Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman, felt a strange thrill in her heart.

She finally understood why her younger sister had seemed different after returning—staying with someone as bold and scheming as Chu Xuan all day had changed even her, making her unlike herself.

Watching Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman, whose demeanor was icy yet outwardly easy to get along with, Queen Mother of the West returned the courtesy.

She was also somewhat curious.

It was said that the Wu Clan were rude and boorish, but this Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman, seemed quite well-mannered!

Moreover, as one of the few female Great Divine Ability Users in the world, Queen Mother of the West immediately took a liking to her.

Her words carried a hint of familiarity.

"Daoist friend, why have you suddenly come to my Jade Pool? Is there some important matter? If you need anything, I will not be stingy."

Hearing Queen Mother of the West's words, Xuanming felt even more thrilled, but she herself had no idea why they had come.

So she looked at Chu Xuan.

Queen Mother of the West noticed this and her gaze shifted. She had originally thought Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman, had come on her own business.

But now it seemed...

Well, seeing this little shaman so close to the Ancestral Shaman Xuanming wasn't bad either.

Queen Mother of the West muttered to herself—the gap between a Taiyi Lesser Shaman and a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was ultimately a bit too wide.

She struggled to find the right words.

But before she could speak, Chu Xuan laughed.

"Please don't take offense, Your Highness!"

"My name is Chu Xuan. I come as an envoy for the Wu Clan. Since the clan has its own protocols, this matter falls to me to negotiate with Your Highness!"

"I beg Your Highness to forgive any discourtesy from my Wu Clan!"

Chu Xuan was magnanimous and at ease, showing no restraint before a Great Divine Ability User. Add to that his role as the Wu Clan's envoy, and Queen Mother of the West dared not slight him.

Though she wondered why the Wu Clan would send a lesser shaman as an envoy, since the Ancestral Shaman beside him raised no objection, she naturally had no complaint.

She smiled at once.

"So you are Daoist Chu Xuan!"

"As an envoy of the Wu Clan, how could there be any discourtesy to forgive?"

"Speak plainly. If it lies within my power, I will do my utmost to help."

Hearing Queen Mother of the West's words, Chu Xuan nodded and replied frankly.

"With Your Highness's word, I am reassured!"

"To be honest!"

"My original purpose in coming here was not for Your Highness, but for the Three Pure Ones!"

"However, now it can also be for Your Highness."

The Three Pure Ones? Me?

Queen Mother of the West pondered, but found it somewhat odd.

Meeting her gaze, Chu Xuan was open and composed, smiling.

"Your Highness resides in Kunlun, so you must be clear on the current situation!"

"The Gods are vying for the Cushions, and the situation has reached a boiling point!"

"Many Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals have fallen, many Great Divine Ability Users have been wounded, and even Quasi-Saints lurk in the shadows!"

"Not long ago, even the dojo of East Prince Gong was attacked!"

"That's right—we witnessed that scene from the shadows, which is why we've come to see Your Highness now."

As Chu Xuan spoke calmly and naturally, Queen Mother of the West had no suspicion yet, but Xuanming beside him grew tense. What do I do? This is thrilling.

Bringing up the incident repeatedly right in front of the person involved.

Xuanming's eyes sparkled with excitement, a flush creeping onto her face, and she tightened her grip on Chu Xuan's arm with a grin.

Queen Mother of the West frowned inwardly at the sight. It felt strange—not because of Chu Xuan, but because of Xuanming, the Ancestral Shaman.

It seemed as though everything revolved around Chu Xuan.

And that excitement, the way she clung tighter and tighter to his arm... something was off, truly off.

Yet despite her suspicions, she kept her expression unchanged.

She voiced her doubt at the right moment.

"Oh?"

Hearing Queen Mother of the West play along, Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction. As expected of a Great Divine Ability User with a Primordial Spirit—knows how to read the room. In the Wu Clan, there's no one to play the straight man. Truly inconvenient.

His thoughts churned, but his expression remained steady as he continued.

"It was precisely because we witnessed that scene earlier that I came to see Your Highness!"

"To be honest, the Wu Clan's original intention in coming was to make contact with the Three Pure Ones and offer them protection!"