Traveling the Primordial World with a Beauty, Wandering into Wuyi Mountain

Dijiang looked at the Pangu Jade Marrow in Houtu's hand and finally shook his head with a smile. "Little sister, you should take it first. We can give some to your brothers once we find more."

Seeing even her brothers nod at her, Houtu finally stopped refusing and held it in her palm to begin refining it.

Before long, that drop of Pangu Jade Marrow flew into Houtu's body. Sure enough, she sensed that a Primordial Spirit had already formed within her.

However, the Primordial Spirit was still exceedingly frail. It would need to be nourished and tempered through countless years before it could grow stronger.

Unfortunately, the Witch Race only had body-refining cultivation methods and no techniques for cultivating the Primordial Spirit. This left Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches somewhat anxious.

Though they had seized quite a few cultivation techniques from the Demon Race, those techniques were truly too low-grade. They could hardly have Houtu cultivate them.

In the end, Xuanming came up with a solution: Houtu would leave with Lu Xuan, travel the Primordial World, and seek opportunities along the way.

Upon hearing this, Houtu immediately shook her head in refusal. "If I leave, who will help you search for Pangu Jade Marrow? After all, I have mastered the Great Dao Earth Law. I am the only one who can travel through Buzhou Mountain."

Dijiang said with a smile, "Only by becoming stronger can you better search for Pangu Jade Marrow for us."

At last, under the persuasion of Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches, Houtu nodded in agreement. She bade farewell to Dijiang and the others with Lu Xuan, then left the Ancestral Witch Hall to travel the Primordial World.

Lu Xuan had not expected that he would actually whisk Houtu away. Still, having a beauty at his side was not a bad thing.

More importantly, Houtu was the very picture of a sweet, innocent airhead. With her by his side, there would surely be no end of laughter. At least he would not have to travel the Primordial World alone in loneliness.

After the two left the Ancestral Witch Hall, they did not linger in Buzhou Mountain. Instead, they headed all the way toward the Eastern Sea.

Along the way, whenever Lu Xuan spotted a decent Innate Spiritual Root, he would collect it into the Pangu World-Opening Map.

Whenever they saw Demon Race members bullying others by throwing their weight around, he would also strike directly and kill them. This made Lu Xuan and Houtu renowned among the Human Race.

Naturally, the two were also quite famous among the Demon Race, though theirs was not a good reputation, but an evil one.

This matter soon reached the Demon Race Heavenly Court. When Dijun learned of it, he flew into a rage and immediately ordered people to investigate Lu Xuan and Houtu's whereabouts, intending to kill them and avenge his clansmen.

Fortunately, the Demon Race never learned Houtu's identity. Otherwise, the Witch-Demon Clans would likely have gone to war ahead of time.

After all, in the Demon Race's understanding, the Witch Race cultivated only the flesh and not the Primordial Spirit. Yet Houtu now possessed a Primordial Spirit. Though it was not particularly powerful, it was enough for her to wield ordinary spiritual treasures.

Thus, in the Demon Race's eyes, Houtu could not possibly be of the Witch Race. This averted an early war between the Witch-Demon Clans.

One day, as Lu Xuan and Houtu traveled onward, they suddenly saw a tall mountain looming amid the mist ahead.

Logically, places like this were everywhere in the Primordial World and should not have caught Lu Xuan's attention. Yet Lu Xuan halted atop his cloud and stood watching that mountainous region.

Houtu found this rather strange and directly asked Lu Xuan, "Brother, why have we stopped? Could there be some fine treasure in the mountains ahead?"

At Lu Xuan's request, Houtu had finally changed the way she addressed him from elder brother to brother. Lu Xuan's reason was that it would make it easier to distinguish him from Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches.

Houtu naturally did not think much of it and agreed to Lu Xuan's request. To her, elder brother and brother were both terms of respect for Lu Xuan.

Hearing Houtu's question, Lu Xuan said, "Do you sense that the mist ahead contains Blood Fiend Aura?"

Only after hearing Lu Xuan's words did Houtu calm herself and begin to sense it. As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Houtu's perception of Blood Fiend Aura was naturally stronger than Lu Xuan's.

It was only because she had grown accustomed to using divine sense to perceive everything during this time that she had forgotten the bodily perception she was best at.

With Lu Xuan's reminder, Houtu sensed for a moment and detected the Blood Fiend Aura. She immediately pointed into the mist. "Brother, the source of the Blood Fiend Aura is over there."

Having locked onto the source of the Blood Fiend Aura, Lu Xuan directly summoned the Pangu World-Opening Map. After thoroughly concealing both his and Houtu's auras, he headed into the mist.

Before long, Lu Xuan saw two Daoists appear before him. The Blood Fiend Aura came from one of them.

At that moment, one Daoist was saying to the other, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, if you get your wish today, do not forget our agreement from back then."

"What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist Minghe? Do you take me, Kunpeng, for a man who breaks his word? Since I promised to share the Primordial Purple Qi with you, I will certainly not go back on my word."

Hearing their conversation, Lu Xuan confirmed their identities. They were Demon Master Kunpeng and Nether River Ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

As for why these two had gathered together, Lu Xuan could naturally guess. They were preparing to ambush and kill Red Cloud Ancestor in Wuyi Mountain.

Houtu knew these two as well. After all, when the teachings were first given at Zixiao Palace, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had attended.

However, because they did not cultivate the Primordial Spirit and could not understand what Hongjun taught, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been absent from the second and third teachings.

Even so, Houtu had seen Kunpeng and Nether River Ancestor during that first teaching. She had even personally witnessed Red Cloud giving up his seat, causing Kunpeng to lose his meditation cushion.

Thus, she immediately whispered to Lu Xuan, "Those two Daoists are Demon Master Kunpeng of the Demon Race and Nether River Ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea."

"They just mentioned the Primordial Purple Qi, but among the Primordial Purple Qi granted by the Dao Ancestor, only the portions held by Tongtian and Red Cloud Ancestor have yet to be used."

"They would not dare set their sights on Tongtian. Though Tongtian has not yet attained the Dao and become a Sage, his two elder brothers are both Sages."

"So there can only be one possibility: they are preparing to scheme against Red Cloud Ancestor here, then seize the Primordial Purple Qi in his possession."

"Should we help Red Cloud Ancestor? Red Cloud Ancestor is a good man. Watching him be schemed to death by them like this truly feels unbearable."

Lu Xuan had not expected Houtu's analytical ability to be so strong. It clearly did not match her sweet, innocent airhead persona.

But on second thought, how could Lady Houtu, who would become the master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, possibly be a woman with a large chest and no brains?

So he simply smiled and said to Houtu, "Do you know how many people we would offend if we did that?"

Houtu looked at Lu Xuan in confusion. "Isn't it just Kunpeng and Minghe? So what if we offend them? Our Witch Race has never taken them seriously."

Lu Xuan shook his head and said, "The masterminds behind this are not Kunpeng and Nether River Ancestor. They are the Western Two Sages, who wish to settle the karmic debt of Red Cloud Ancestor giving up his seat."

"In other words, if we help Red Cloud Ancestor, it will be the same as offending the Western Two Sages."