My Damn, Nowhere-to-Place Charm!

What a pity!

It's a pity I don't have Pangu Essence Blood within me; otherwise, wouldn't I be able to travel through the Pangu Temple and wreak havoc on the various Witch Tribe?

Although this "second leader" title is nothing to boast about in Houtu of Miss Houtu and Sister Fox Ancestress, being respected is never a bad thing.

As for getting too involved with the Witch Clan, Wu Chu has stopped thinking about it. He's already Houtu to Miss Houtu, what else is there to think about? He'll just let things take their course!

Even if something does happen, it Epoch later. In this long period of time, who knows how things will develop in the future?

Even Wu Chu himself is no longer sure.

After all, with the flapping of his little butterfly wings, the difficulty of the Demon Ancestor's antics had gone from the initial easy mode to a Hell level.

If that Old Demon still manages to succeed, then we can't blame him!

At dusk, a giant beast with drooping wings flew towards the Dijiang Tribe.

The giant beast had Rolling body, short and thick limbs, and its face seemed to be attached to its body, as its neck was completely invisible.

It wasn't because it was too fat, but rather...

Okay! It is indeed quite fat, and looks a bit like the Ancient Fierce Beasts Hundun.

Upon seeing this, the witches cheered, even the children... These little Witch Clan children had become Little Moon Spirit and the others' shadows.

As gluttonous Witch Clan, they were completely unable to resist the allure of snacks. Little Moon Spirit, the head chef of Purple Jade Mountain, carried countless different kinds of snacks with her.

"Hahaha... Brother A Chu, Sister Houtu, Qingqiu, Little Moon Spirit... We meet again!" From afar, Dijiang's hearty and unrestrained laughter could be heard.

Bang...

The giant beast was thrown onto the grassland outside the tribe. Its enormous body, which was tens of miles long, almost occupied the entire open space in front of the tribe.

Little Moon Spirit's eyes lit up as she stepped forward and asked, "What kind of giant beast is this?"

Dijiang clapped his hands and laughed, saying, "This beast is a remnant of the Ancient Fierce Beasts Hundun Descendant, possessing a portion of Hundun bloodline within it. This fellow is ruthless and cunning; I've long wanted to devour it. Perfect timing, now that you're here, let's treat you to this beast! It's so fat, it must be delicious!"

Upon seeing this, Wu Chu couldn't help but sigh inwardly: It's no wonder the Witch Clan will be disliked by the Demon Clan in the future! They kill and eat people at the drop of a hat; who can stand it for long?

In this dog-eat-dog world, Wu Chu couldn't say much. He could only mention it occasionally; if people didn't listen, he couldn't force them!

That said, the fact that the crops from Purple Jade Mountain spread to the Witch Tribe indirectly reduced the number of creatures the Witch Clan hunted.

From this perspective, Wu Chu have actually done Merit.

Faced with this ancient remnant species they had never seen before, Little Moon Spirit, along with Little Cai Niang and a group of Little Flower Fairies, began to deal with the giant beast with the help of the Witch Clan women.

Beside the giant beast, bonfires were lit, and the Witch Clan Warrior skillfully pulled out barbecue grills, lit charcoal fires, set up racks, and took out seasonings to prepare.

Seeing this, Wu Chu couldn't help but chuckle.

It feels like he's swayed the art style of the Witch Clan a bit.

Shao Hong stepped forward, carrying the fruit spirit wine, and said to Wu Chu, "Second Chief, we remember all the contributions you've made to our Witch Clan. I'm not very good with words, but everything is in this wine. I toast you, bottoms up!"

Wu Chu blinked, looking at the large wine jar in his hand, which held at least several dozen liters. Then he saw Shao Hong holding the jar and chugging it down...

No, is it dried in an jar?

Looking at the group of Witch Clan Warrior behind Shao Hong, each carrying a jar and waiting in line, Wu Chu was speechless. "You don't all want to drink jars with me, do you? No, I still want to eat meat! If we drink so many jars, how am I supposed to eat?"

"..."

The Witch Clan Warrior, clutching their wine jars, looked around.

At this moment, Dijiang stood up, holding the wine jar, waving his arms and clamoring, "Everyone, tell me, should the Second Chief drink this wine?"

"Drink, drink, drink..."

The entire tribe was howling, even the little kids with their bottoms sticking out were jumping and shouting to join in the fun.

Some of the more outgoing Witch Clan women were also joining in the commotion.

Only a few were shy, whispering amongst themselves.

Wu Chu coughed lightly and said, "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but drinking so much wine at once would be wasteful! Besides, I'd like to eat more meat! Consider this jar a token of everyone's appreciation, and then everyone can go about their business."

Tons tons tons...

Wu Chu also raised their jars and drank heartily.

"Good!"

Dijiang clapped and cheered.

After Wu Chu finished one jar, he handed him another, saying, "Shao Hong has already drunk all the wine he offered you. If I don't drink the wine I offer you, it would be disrespectful to your brother. Back then, it was your brother who helped you with your relationship with Houtu..."

"Alright, alright, big brother, I'll remember this favor!"

As Wu Chu spoke, he glanced sideways Houtu Miss Houtu. Sure enough, she was squinting at him with her beautiful eyes! He wondered if she was angry at him or at her older brother.

Tons tons tons...

A new round of drinking contests has begun.

Before long, the aroma of meat began to waft through the night sky above the tribe.

The enthusiastic and unrestrained shamans began to sing and dance around the bonfire, while the Little Flower Fairies Hua Shier, took out their instruments and played some cheerful melodies that were quite fitting for the occasion.

Such primitive tribal life is truly simple and unpretentious.

The moon was high in the sky, and the bonfire party was still going on. However, some of the Witch Clan men and women, under the influence of alcohol, had already carried away the people they were supposed to carry.

Not far away, several Witch Clan girls were looking in Wu Chu's direction, talking in hushed tones, saying things like, "Could we knock that second leader unconscious and carry him back?"

This undisguised admiration made Wu Chu somewhat flattered, especially when Qingqiu Li and Houtu were both looking at him with smiles.

Ah! My damned, irresistible charm!

Wu Chu sighed silently, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the Witch Clan girls, only to find that each of them looked like a giant female bodybuilder, which startled Wu Chu.

"My two wives, please don't look at me like that. Don't you know my character?" Wu Chu appeared to be a virtuous gentleman. "My love for you is as clear as day!"

Qingqiu Li chuckled softly, blinked her beautiful eyes, and whispered in his ear, "What if Little Moon Spirit or Xiao Yu knocks you out and carries you back?"

"No, their cultivation level isn't high enough to do that," Wu Chu said, shaking his head.

What if?

"What if?"

"What if I could knock you out?"

"He's been knocked unconscious, what can I do?"

"Tsk! Sis, let's go! Don't let him go back to his room tonight!"

Houtu nodded and said, "Good!"