Building the Tribe, Rejected Again and Again

The Houtu Tribe has only three leaders, but it has more than thirty skilled builders. Although they don't understand mathematics, it doesn't stop them from building houses.

Nearly a hundred burly men, bare-armed, surrounded Wu Chu, ready to hear what this man had to say.

Although this man looked thin and weak, in this world, the strength of one's cultivation level is not determined by one's appearance, so not many people dared to underestimate him.

Moreover, before Houtu brought them here, she told them that the Houtu Tribe's food, housing, and even writing system all originated from this man.

At this time, the Witch Clan did not yet have its own writing system. After Houtu learned primitive pictographic writing from the Wu Chu people, she asked them if it was possible to spread these characters among the Witch Clan.

Wu Chu naturally wouldn't mind, as this was a great Merit. Perhaps he could reap another wave of Merit once the Human Clan appeared and learned this script.

So why not do it?!

Surrounded by a group of burly men, Wu Chu remained calm. With a wave of his hand, the grass in front of him instantly turned into sand, and then he took a twig and began to draw on it.

He drew a horizontal line, a vertical line, and then a circle, explaining, "These two lines represent two roads. Where these roads intersect, it's called a crossroads. This circle in the middle is a plaza, which can be used to gather large groups or hold banquets and other events. The houses will be built in these four directions, one after another. How wide the roads should be, how big each house should be, and how far apart the houses should be—that's all up to you..."

As Wu Chu spoke, he swept up another patch of sand, "Now, let's focus on how to build a sewer system beneath the road. The sewer system can be made of stone..."

Facing these burly men, Wu Chu spoke eloquently. Not only the Witch Clan Warrior, but even the Ancestral Witch listened attentively, and they also wanted to take his words back with them.

After Wu Chu finished explaining the situation, the Witch Clan Warrior began construction. The houses that had already been built could be left alone for the time being. Everyone chose another site and started clearing land and paving roads.

In the evening, the tribe's warriors returned from their hunt, bringing back a considerable amount of prey, including a large fish thirty or forty meters long that looked somewhat like a dragon carp. A fish of such size must have acquired sentience and already belonged to the category of minor demons.

Unfortunately, the big fish had already been killed by them when it was brought back.

Of course, even if they weren't killed, Wu Chu wouldn't ask them to release them. This is the way of life for all living beings in this world, just like Little Moon Spirit back then.

Wu Chu could ask Little Moon Spirit not to kill those lesser demons indiscriminately, but he couldn't ask the Witch Clan to do the same, as that would be disliked.

Besides this large fish, there were many other small animals. Of course, these so-called 'small' animals were actually several meters, or even tens of meters, long. The creatures of this world are not small, and these Witch Clan Warrior also have large appetites.

Upon seeing the prey, Little Moon Spirit felt an urge to help herself. She pulled out the kitchen utensil box that her ancestor had specially crafted for her and volunteered to help the Witch Clan women process the prey.

The Witch Clan women initially wanted to refuse, but seeing Little Moon Spirit's handling of the food and her knife skills, they immediately shut up.

The somewhat Fire-Passing Youth was passing on the torch ran up to the women and laughed heartily, "You don't know yet, do you? Your Houtu chief, Houtu, was taught all her culinary skills by her! The culinary ancestor you're worshipping is this little Nüwa! Didn't expect that, did you? Haha..."

Little Moon Spirit smiled shyly and said, "Senior, you flatter me. My cooking skills were taught by Brother A Chu! The true master of cooking is actually A Chu!"

"Little Moon Spirit, don't be modest. Your brother A Chu also said that in terms of cooking skills, you've surpassed him by a mountain. He's just your guide..."

Although Little Moon Spirit was happy to be praised by such a accomplished senior, she still shook her head and said, "Brother A Chu is truly humble. Senior doesn't know the vastness of this field, otherwise you would understand how extensive A Chu's knowledge is. I only have a superficial understanding of this field. Every time I make a new dish, A Chu can tell at a glance how to improve it, and he can also tell me how to make that dish even more delicious. It's conceivable that Brother A Chu already knows all those things that I've racked my brains to come up with."

"Really?" The Fire-Passing Youth seemed somewhat skeptical.

"Of course it's true!" Little Moon Spirit skillfully gutted the large fish, casually removing its internal organs and fry. "A Chu has always told me that this path doesn't help our cultivation much and we shouldn't get too attached to it. A Chu's certainty shows that he must know a great deal about this path to reach this conclusion."

Upon hearing this, the Fire-Passing Youth shook his head and said, "I think your brother A Chu is wrong on this point. For our Witch Clan, as long as the food is delicious and everyone can eat more, it will greatly benefit our cultivation. Our Witch Clan is not like yours; we need to obtain a portion of our energy from food... Little Moon Spirit, come to our tribe! Come to our tribe, and you will surely be able to carry forward your Cooking Dao and become a clan patriarch in the future!"

Faced with the Fire-Passing Youth's sudden attempt to poach her, Little Moon Spirit was taken aback for a moment, but then decisively refused, "No! I'm not qualified to graduate yet! Even if I do graduate in the future, I will not leave Purple Jade Mountain or Brother A Chu. Senior, please don't make such jokes!"

Upon hearing this, the Fire-Passing Youth Zhurong wasn't discouraged or disappointed. After all, he had only been hoping for a chance, and if Zhurong agreed, that would be good; if not, he wouldn't lose anything. "Haha... Alright! But if you have the opportunity in the future, you can visit my Zhurong Tribe! My Zhurong Tribe is in the south..."

"Thank you, senior, but it's too far! With my cultivation level, I dare not go."

"..."

The Fire-Passing Youth had been rejected repeatedly was taken aback. He hadn't expected the other party to reject him so directly, especially when he saw the Witch Clan women suppressing their laughter. He felt embarrassed and left somewhat dejected.

But thinking of the delicious food Little Moon Spirit could make, he held back and said with a smile, "Then I can come here often..."

"Doesn't senior need to cultivate?"

Although it was a problem, Zhurong could still tell that she was rejecting him.

So the Fire-Passing Youth had no choice but to turn away dejectedly.

Finally, the Witch Clan women couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

These Witch Clan women were all incredibly beautiful; their laughter caused a surge of waves, like towering billows.

Judging from their figures, one can infer to some extent how explosive Houtu's figure must be under those wide, flowing robes.

P. S.: I forgot to let you know, there will be a 10-chapter update tomorrow, please vote, thank you!