Primordial Era: Before the Dao Lecture Was Even Finished, the Ancestor Witches Had All Become Saints, Part 45

Speaking of which, Dijiang was not stupid. In fact, he was quite sharp—far sharper than the other Ancestor Witches.

It was simply too sudden. For the moment, he truly could not think of any excuse.

Almost instinctively, he replied.

"Our family sow is about to farrow. Didn't you make a fuss last time because you didn't get to see it? You told me to remind you this time."

Li Hao was instantly dumbfounded!

First Brother!

You really are my fucking First Brother!

Of all the excuses you could have picked, you chose this one?

A sow giving birth?

And I supposedly fought to see it last time?

What the hell was there to see about a sow farrowing?

The words had already left his mouth; there was no taking them back.

Li Hao could only steel himself and look casually at Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoists, our family sow is giving birth. It is very important, so we shall take our leave first."

"If there is an opportunity another day, we shall visit the Western Lands for a chat!"

How should one put it? The best way to deal with embarrassment was to face it head-on.

As long as I do not feel embarrassed, then the embarrassed ones are everyone else.

That was what Li Hao thought, and that was what he did. Unfortunately, the two people he faced were masters.

Two supreme masters who had faced embarrassment all year round, who were exceptionally skilled at dissolving embarrassment and confronting it head-on.

Or rather, supreme masters whose dictionaries did not contain the word "embarrassment" at all.

Upon hearing Li Hao's words, Jieyin and Zhunti both wore looks of sudden realization.

Smiling, they said, "A sow giving birth? That is indeed a major matter."

"Fellow Daoist, go at once. Do not delay such an important affair."

"If you have the time, feel free to visit the Western Lands. We will certainly arrange everything for you perfectly."

The masters in question were naturally Jieyin and Zhunti.

To them, a sow giving birth was not embarrassing in the slightest.

Compared with the embarrassment they had endured, this was child's play—a little witch before a Great Witch.

Those scenes where ordinary people would dearly wish to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, never to see daylight again—

They had seen plenty of those. It happened at least seven hundred and twenty times a year, twice a day on average.

Mm... in a leap year, there would be two more.

The awkward situation Li Hao faced did not amount to anything at all.

Thus, they were able to pick up the conversation without batting an eye.

After exchanging a few more idle remarks, Li Hao finally bid farewell to the two as though he were reluctant to part.

With one hand protecting the Six-Eared Macaque, he led the Ancestor Witches out of the Purple Cloud Palace and sped straight toward the Primordial Era.

Houtu: Whoever Bullies My Little Brother, I'll Kill Them

Watching Li Hao and the others leave, Jieyin and Zhunti finally heaved a sigh of relief.

There was no helping it!

Although the two of them sat upon the Cushions, they had never truly sat securely.

So long as that person remained, their seats could not be considered secure.

With that person's immense strength—

Was it not simply a matter of him saying you could sit, and you sat; saying you had to get up, and you got up?

Of course, they could refuse to rise, but he could force them to.

If there had only been one of him, the two of them could still have tangled with him for a while.

Do not let their plumpness fool you—their physical condition was quite excellent, and they were exceedingly nimble.

The problem was that there were nine more people as tall, strong, and sturdy as that man.

Not counting the two women, whose bodies appeared comparatively delicate.

If a conflict broke out, the two of them and their several hundred pounds of flesh would probably be finished on the spot.

Like them, Li Hao's departure also made Laozi and Yuanshi breathe a sigh of relief.

They had even less choice in the matter.

In the entire Primordial Era, aside from the Witch Tribe, who understood what kind of person Li Hao was best?

It absolutely had to be the two of them.

Though this encounter had been fairly peaceful, with neither conflict nor harm done—

That did nothing to conceal that fellow's true nature as a bandit and a highwayman.

Watching Li Hao and the others depart, Laozi and Yuanshi could not help silently mourning for whoever was about to suffer his persecution.

Who knew which unlucky bastard it would be!

Alas! Pitiful!

Truly pitiful!

The Three Pure Ones would cheer you on in spirit.

As for anything else, they were truly powerless.

But... as long as it was not the Three Pure Ones, that was fine.

Anyone else would do.

Better a fellow cultivator die than oneself.

Of course, where some rejoiced, others felt disappointed.

And the disappointed ones were naturally not the many great powers of the Primordial Era who had missed out on an opportunity.

It referred to the two young attendants, Yaochi and Haotian.

Yaochi's feelings were simple enough. She had originally thought that big brother would stay behind to listen to the Dao.

Then he could be considered one of her master's disciples.

As fellow disciples, they could grow closer.

Yaochi did not understand it herself. She only knew that she wanted to be near that person—the closer, the better.

And whenever she thought of him, her heart thumped wildly, rising and falling like a startled little deer crashing about.

Mm... it had to be said, what young girl did not harbor springtime thoughts?

As for Haotian's disappointment, it seemed strange, but in truth, it was not strange at all.

Why was he disappointed?

Wasn't that obvious?

My fucking wife got lured away!

Mine! My wife!

And the crucial part was that she had been lured away by someone she had met for the first time!

Back then, the two of us were innocent childhood companions, sweethearts from the start.

Even before we had been enlightened and taken human form, we had clung tightly to each other.

It was him!

That little pretty-boy...

Oh, no! Big white...

No, that was not right either!

In any case, it was that person. He had seduced my Yaochi.

He dared seduce Yaochi!

He actually dared seduce Yaochi!

I, Haotian—my grief had become a river flowing backward!

Elsewhere.

The Ancestor Witches were incredibly fast, returning to the Primordial Era in no time at all.

Far faster than when they had traveled to Purple Cloud Palace.

There was no helping it—they had not known the way.

They could only feel their way forward, so naturally they could not move quickly.

But on the return journey, they knew the route like the back of their hands and did not need to worry about taking a wrong turn.

They could finally unleash their speed.

Standing upon the land of the Primordial Era, Dijiang looked at Li Hao.

"Thirteenth Brother, what should we do? Return to the Ancestral Land?"

Li Hao rolled his eyes.