Houtu Can Flirt, Ancestor Witches Cannot Resist

The forerunners studied hard and practiced diligently, and the latecomers consciously aligned themselves with them.

From then on, the entire Witch Tribe fell into a brand-new state, which was cultivation.

Except for the problems that had to be solved in daily life, almost all the remaining time was spent on cultivation.

The days of two witches meeting to chat idly and discuss household matters were gone.

Nor did they allow themselves to delay; the moment two of them ran into each other and chatted for just a few casual sentences, one side would inevitably be more proactive about cultivation than the other.

Upon seeing that an old friend's cultivation realm was actually about to catch up to their own, how could that be tolerated?

They would inevitably bring it up on their own initiative: I don't have time to idle and chat with you, I still have to go back and cultivate!

The result, naturally, was parting on bad terms.

The person who was turned down naturally wouldn't feel happy either, feeling quite depressed inside.

You fellow are really something! Just relying on your cultivation being a bit higher than mine?

I'm going back to intensify my cultivation too!

Just you wait and see!

Facing all this, Dijiang could be said to take it all in and rejoice in his heart.

As long as there was competition, competition meant greater progress.

Good, good, good!

It was simply too good!

Dijiang didn't worry at all that this kind of competition would bury any hidden dangers.

He knew very well that the interior of the Witch Tribe had always been united. What looked like swords drawn and bows bent here wouldn't actually trigger a real war.

There was only benign competition, which not only had no hidden dangers, but rather brought benefits without any harm.

Therefore, Dijiang held high hopes for the future of the Witch Tribe, believing that the Witch Tribe was bound to shine brilliantly in the future.

The rest of the Ancestor Witches held the same opinion and firmly supported it.

However... some people held different opinions, such as Li Hao.

He watched the witches humming and hawing as they incessantly practiced the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique, and shook his head with a sigh.

Wasn't this too primitive?

According to modern thinking, a strong physical body was only the foundation.

The best way to knock someone down quickly was with a pistol.

Of course, as a law-abiding good citizen, Li Hao had never touched such a thing as a pistol back then.

Yet even without a pistol, hadn't they ever seen a machete, a military dagger, or something similar?

If they hadn't seen any of these, the legs of tables, chairs, and benches would do as well.

Even at the worst, the supreme weapon of the pugilistic world, a paving brick, had they never seen one?

Having said so much, what was he mainly trying to express?

Simply put, it was just two words: weapons.

A strong physical body was only the foundation; weapons were even more important, weren't they?

Imagine this: during the Witch-Demon Calamity, if the Witch Tribe didn't charge in blindly, but instead blasted the Demon Race with magic treasures from a distance, would the outcome have been different?

Perhaps before Di Jun and Tai Yi could even flex their might, the Demon Race would have already suffered countless casualties.

If both sides exchanged barrages, the Demon Race would have had no advantage at all.

The Witch Tribe possessed strong physical bodies, so taking a few blows was completely out of the question.

Yet the Demon Race was different, even though they also had individuals with strong physical bodies.

However, this strength was only relative to the fragile nature of the Demon Race itself.

Facing the Witch Tribe, they simply didn't measure up.

It was clearly a winning hand, yet the Witch Tribe played it into a complete mess.

They insisted on braving a hail of bullets with their bare chests to take the attacks of magic treasures head-on.

That wasn't having backbone, that was being mentally deficient!

Glancing disdainfully at the witches not far away, Li Hao made up his mind.

Although, through his hands, the Witch Tribe was no longer the Witch Tribe of common knowledge, the clansmen still had strong and weak points.

Once the calamity began, casualties were inevitable!

Things couldn't go on like this; he still needed to find some magic treasures.

He would arm his clansmen to the teeth and let these weaker clansmen provide cover from the rear.

As for what to do if they refused?

Are you kidding me?

A bunch of over-developed, simple-minded primordial races, could they possibly outwit someone from the new world who had received a systematic education?

By then, he would set up a few military ranks, award certificates, medals, and the like.

Then he would set out some prizes—were they afraid the tribesmen wouldn't take the bait?

Having made up his mind, a new problem arose once more.

How was he supposed to leave the Ancestral Land?

Eldest Sister Houtu was easy enough; he just had to act spoiled and it would be settled, the kind of situation where if he wanted the stars she wouldn't give him the moon.

Yet the problem was Elder Brother Dijiang. Don't look at how he usually laughed and joked, acting as if he didn't care about anything and acting foolish all day long.

This fellow was truly not easy to fool, and if things went wrong, it would take a great deal of trouble all over again.

Holding a try-your-luck mentality, Li Hao approached Dijiang and said hesitatingly, "Elder Brother, I plan to go out for a trip!"

"Oh? Go out for a trip? You may!" Dijiang was in high spirits at the moment, cast a glance at Li Hao, and immediately agreed on the spot.

Li Hao was dumbfounded!

Could it really be this smooth?

He simply couldn't believe his ears!

He had expected it to take a huge hassle of coaxing and deceiving!

And yet it was just this?

He agreed so easily and happily?

Li Hao was overjoyed inside, but before he could even celebrate, Dijiang spoke once more: "However..."

Li Hao rolled his eyes. That's right, whenever things were abnormal, demons were afoot.

How could this crafty Elder Brother of his possibly let him off so easily?

He just knew there had to be a "however."

Still, being able to go out was better than not being able to go out.

Only by going out could he search for magic treasures and arm his clansmen.

A "however" it was, then.

Li Hao looked gravely at Dijiang, waiting for his eldest brother's following words.

"You can go out, but to ensure safety, you must have an older brother accompany you!" Dijiang explained, then glanced at the other Ancestor Witches who were looking at him with eager expressions.

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "I think your Third Brother Zhu Rong should go."

Dijiang had his own considerations. Although Zhu Rong had a loud voice and a fiery temper, one had to admit that his strength was definitely among the best.

He was naturally endowed with the Law of Fire, which could be considered the ultimate fierce and aggressive offensive law.

With Zhu Rong traveling along, Dijiang could also feel more at ease.

Upon hearing his eldest brother name him, Zhu Rong was so happy he almost jumped up.

Before he could even show off, however, he heard Li Hao shouting from the side: "No! Anyone is fine, except Third Brother!"

Houtu Can Flirt, Ancestor Witches Cannot Resist ### Zhu Rong's nose was almost crooked with anger. He rolled up his sleeves, strode over, grabbed the lapels of Li Hao's robe, and shouted angrily, "Old Thirteenth, Old Thirteenth! It will be fine if you can spit out one, two, three reasons today, but if you can't come up with a sensible explanation, don't blame your third brother for being impolite!"

Under such circumstances, before anyone else could say anything—even before Li Hao had expressed his stance—Houtu lost her temper first. The entire person snapped like an agitated kitten with its fur standing on end.

Good heavens!

So what if you're the third brother? Does being the third brother mean you can bully my precious younger brother as you please?

You even dare to grab him by the collar?

With a whoosh, she rushed forward and crashed directly into Zhu Rong.

One had to know that Houtu was naturally born with the Law of Earth. Despite being born female, her physical strength was inherently formidable, ranking among the very best of all the Ancestor Witches.

Now, with the added blessing of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique, one could imagine just how terrifyingly strong her physical body had become.

It was no exaggeration to say that although she was at the fourth revolution, she wasn't much worse than Li Hao, who was at the fifth revolution.

In short, she was noticeably stronger than the rest of the Ancestor Witches.

Zhu Rong was indeed formidable, but obviously, his offense was stronger than his defense.

This meant that in a physical collision, the one to suffer would definitely be Zhu Rong.

As for retaliating with attacks? How could Zhu Rong ever bear to raise a hand against his precious younger sister Houtu?

Besides, even if he truly struck, Zhu Rong's attacks wouldn't cause much of an impact on Houtu anyway.