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

Then, before Chu Xuan could even feel his ears tickle, a sudden force slammed into his chest.

It pressed him down onto the Cloud Bed.

The cold beauty before him had a faint blush on her face, mixed with a trace of icy aloofness.

A flicker of excitement crossed her features as she straddled him directly.

She spoke her final words.

"I really like this!"

"If I like something and have the idea, I'll definitely do it!"

"I understand both Big Brother's thoughts and yours. If it's you, little brother, then it's not impossible!"

"I am a Wu, an Ancestral Shaman. Little brother, I'm not afraid of anything either!"

Chu Xuan sucked in a sharp breath.

"Don't do this—this is someone else's dojo!"

Xuanming didn't care at all.

"Don't think I didn't notice. You glanced at her several times just now, just like with that Nuwa!"

The Queen Mother of the West, returning from Three Pure Ones Mountain, had just entered her secret realm when she sensed something was off.

Above the sacred mountain of the realm, countless mists of the Great Dao of Ice shrouded the peak, blocking all sight and prying eyes.

But the key point was this:

The Queen Mother of the West governed the Pure Yin Dao, having taken form from the first wisp of pure yin energy between heaven and earth. There was a reason she would later be appointed as the leader of all female immortals.

She guessed what was happening.

Her cheeks flushed red.

She spat softly.

"That's my Cloud Bed!"

And also, wouldn the Great Divine Ability User and the Ancestral Shaman break it?

A long time passed—months, years.

The Queen Mother of the West realized that it probably wouldn't break.

Her gaze turned deep and distant as she watched two figures descend from the sacred mountain. Chu Xuan looked perfectly natural, completely unbothered.

"Fellow Daoist, sorry to keep you waiting!"

The Queen Mother of the West hesitated, about to speak.

But seeing the radiant glow on the two of them, she swallowed her words. Besides, in this still-primitive Primordial Wilderness, such matters were not yet commonplace.

This is my home! And my Cloud Bed!

The Queen Mother of the West's eyes darkened as she silently cursed again in her heart.

Then she spoke aloud.

"It was no wait at all!"

"You two fellow Daoists have just arrived at Jade Pool. If you wish, feel free to stay longer!"

"Is that true?"

The Queen Mother had only meant it as a polite gesture, but she hadn't expected Xuanming, leaning against Chu Xuan, to brighten with interest and look eager.

Indeed, she had grown addicted to the taste. Having never experienced such a method of battle before, she hadn't managed to overpower her little brother Chu Xuan on the first try.

It frustrated her greatly. If she could continue, she was sure she wouldn't lose.

The combative Xuanming, true to the Wu Clan's nature, wanted to determine who was superior in everything.

But this put the Queen Mother of the West in an awkward spot. Her expression stiffened, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

Fortunately, Chu Xuan stepped in to defuse the tension, smiling as he said, "If the opportunity arises, we certainly will!"

"But for now, the Calamity of Killing takes priority!"

"Have you already reached an agreement with the Three Pure Ones, Lady?"

The Queen Mother of the West breathed a sigh of relief and felt a bit more favorably toward Chu Xuan. Even though he had used her Cloud Bed, she assumed he had been forced by the Ancestral Shaman. How could a mere Lesser Shaman resist an Ancestral Shaman?

The Queen Mother of the West nodded with a smile.

"It's not settled yet, but close enough!"

"The Three Pure Ones have some differences, but they're largely willing to befriend the Wu Clan. Still, the specifics will require you two to visit the Wu Clan for detailed talks."

Chu Xuan nodded, his expression solemn.

"That's exactly as intended."

"Your help today, Your Majesty, the Wu Clan will not forget this debt. If Karma arises in the future, a single message will suffice, and the Wu Clan will not dare to disregard it."

The Queen Mother of the West saw Chu Xuan's sincerity, her expression softening as she nodded modestly.

"It was merely a word passed along—a trivial effort! When you have time in the future, you're welcome to visit; I'll prepare a proper welcome."

"I wouldn't dare forget."

Chu Xuan and Xuanming walked out of the Jade Pool. Xuanming glanced at Chu Xuan with a knowing smirk, as if a little sour.

"Little brother really knows how to charm, doesn't he? 'Prepare a proper welcome,' indeed."

But as always, Chu Xuan wasn't fazed by this. Instead, he smiled and shot back.

"Which bed?"

Xuanming froze, then burst into laughter.

She stopped dwelling on Chu Xuan's subtle flirtation with the Queen Mother of the West—the Wu Clan was naturally carefree about such things anyway.

She just enjoyed teasing Chu Xuan, even if she always failed and got seen through.

Then she shifted the topic, smiling.

"So next, we head to the Three Pure Ones' territory?"

Chu Xuan nodded.

"Naturally. But when you meet the Three Pure Ones, you'll have to go alone."

"The Three Pure Ones are no ordinary beings; I can't afford to be seen with them for too long. You'll handle the negotiations."

And Chu Xuan quickly passed along his initial idea of blending official authority with bandit tactics to Xuanming, leaving her stunned.

"That actually works?"

In the past, Chu Xuan's plans had always been grand and imposing—even his schemes carried a certain scale and vision, with the Ancestral Shamans left to figure out the execution. That was why they'd never been this underhanded before.

Now it seemed it wasn't that he couldn't, but that he'd never had the chance.

Xuanming was taken aback, looking at Chu Xuan with some admiration.

"Looks like I'm the one getting the better deal out of little sister."

"With you like this, little sister will end up in your hands sooner or later."

Before Chu Xuan could frown and respond, she laughed, let go of him without hesitation, and shifted into the dignified demeanor of an Ancestral Shaman leading her people.

She directly tore through space, taking Chu Xuan toward the Three Pure Ones' domain.

Chu Xuan watched Xuanming's now-serious expression and couldn't help but reflect. Truly, the Wu Clan was the Wu Clan.

Even after what had just happened, she could snap right back.

But then again, his bond with Xuanming wasn't necessarily deep. She had simply felt the impulse, and since the Wu Clan's Ancestral Shamans needed to reproduce, she had chosen him.

He was just the most suitable option.

Maybe feelings would grow over time, but for now, he was at most a selected future biological father—special only in that she had no other choice.

Having sorted out the situation, Chu Xuan didn't dwell on it.

Or rather, for a man, this was hardly a bad thing.

After all, they were both Ancestral Shamans; it wasn't easy to forcibly conceive offspring—at least, not from that recent encounter.

He put it all behind him and began observing the state of the Primordial Wilderness.

The great calamity was approaching. The covert maneuvers of many Ancestral Shamans, stirring up slaughter and conflict, had already begun to bear fruit.