She was right!
If they always hesitated and acted timidly,
could they still call themselves members of the Witch Race?
The Witch Race had always defied heaven and earth, never caring what the common people thought!
Besides, Houtu had been the last of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to take form and emerge.
They had always doted on her.
This was the first time Houtu had ever asked them for something.
If they refused her,
they might damage the bond between the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
In the end, Di Jiang made up his mind and declared, "Fine! I agree!"
Seeing that Di Jiang had agreed,
the other Ancestor Witches naturally went along with it and accepted Houtu's proposal.
Only then did Houtu smile again. "Thank you, brothers and sisters, for indulging me!"
Then she glared fiercely at Zhu Rong. "From today on, Xiao Ran is my younger brother!"
"If I ever find out that anyone dares to bully him!"
"I, Houtu, will never let them off!"
Zhu Rong's face turned the color of pig liver. He was furious!
Out of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Houtu was the only one he feared.
If Zhu Rong so much as spoke disrespectfully to Houtu,
the other members of the Witch Race would definitely gang up on him!
There was nothing he could do!
After all, Houtu had been the last Ancestor Witch to take form and emerge.
No matter how aggrieved he felt, Zhu Rong had no choice but to silently endure it!
After Xiao Ran thanked all the Ancestor Witches,
he went straight back to Tiangong Hall.
There, he and Fuxi
continued refining the Primordial Virtual Network.
They hoped that one day, all the races and common people of the Primordial World would be able to communicate freely and smoothly through the Virtual