Kuafu: The Ancestral Shamans Are Invincible!

"Since you have invited me, Senior, I naturally cannot refuse!"

Although Jing Chu was somewhat interested in Kuafu, his interest was ultimately limited. In contrast, he was far more interested in the Ancestral Shamans of the Houtu Tribe.

Of the twelve Ancestral Shamans, eleven were brutes, yet one would emerge who was later praised for her immense virtue. She transformed herself into the Six Paths and gave rise to Reincarnation. What boundless virtue that was!

Heavenly Dao stood supreme, overseeing all living beings. Everything proceeded under Heavenly Dao's supervision, including great calamities.

Earthly Dao established Reincarnation, allowing all living beings to continue without end, flourishing generation after generation.

Human Dao did not literally refer to the human race, but to all beings of the Primordial World. So long as thoughts existed, Human Dao would endure.

Earthly Dao had not originally existed. Without Houtu, the Primordial World would have remained incomplete.

Houtu's act had completely aided the entire Primordial World, filling in its final missing piece.

It would not be excessive at all to call her the merciful and compassionate Saint Houtu.

"Hahaha! You little brats, bring your prey! We're going home!"

Kuafu naturally had no idea what Jing Chu was thinking. Upon hearing that Jing Chu had not rejected his invitation, he immediately burst into a simple, hearty laugh.

His wide mouth exposed gleaming white teeth as he laughed without a shred of decorum, sending a chill through anyone who saw it.

The Witch Clan fed on all living beings. They were certainly not vegetarians. Who knew how many races had been eaten into extinction by the Witch Clan, vanishing completely from the Primordial World?

The Houtu Tribe was not far from here, only a few days away.

But Kuafu was clearly not the sort who could patiently fly along with Jing Chu. He casually grabbed several Witch Clan warriors.

Kuafu casually tore open space. Before Jing Chu could react, he grabbed him in one hand and, without any protection over his physical body, crashed straight into the turbulent spatial currents.

The moon hung high in the sky, its radiance spilling across the lands of the Primordial World.

The Houtu Tribe was brightly lit. The fragrance of wine permeated the air, bonfires crackled, and the flesh of living beings slain by Witch Clan warriors sizzled as it roasted.

Witchmen, each far taller than ordinary beings, danced together. Their movements were rough and primal, faintly carrying the posture of a hunt.

"Little brother, our Lady and your teacher are peers, so you and I are peers too."

"Come on, today we drink from big bowls and eat great mouthfuls of meat."

"Look how skinny you are. You're not even as sturdy as a newborn Witch Clan child."

Before the bonfire, the forthright Kuafu casually raised his hand and patted Jing Chu on the shoulder. Though he had already held back most of his strength, the force still numbed Jing Chu's entire body, nearly slapping him straight into the ground.

As the Witch Clan grew stronger, their bodies would continually increase in size. However, they could still freely control whether their bodies grew larger or smaller.

At this moment, Kuafu's body was the same size as Jing Chu's.

Jing Chu naturally did not refuse this senior, who was at least at the peak of Great Luo, wanting to associate with him as a peer.

He immediately began drinking from big bowls and eating meat in great mouthfuls with equal gusto.

The Witch Clan had no real notions of etiquette. If you tried to lecture a member of the Witch Clan about propriety, they would think you were looking down on them and slap you outright.

"Brother Kuafu, I once heard my teacher say that Ancestral Shaman Houtu is the gentlest Ancestral Shaman of the Witch Clan. She also commands the Laws of Earth and can even resist innate spirit treasures with her physical body. Is that true?"

Drinking and boasting were unavoidable, whether in the Primordial World or in later ages.

"Our Ancestor, as long as she stands upon the land of the Primordial World, has an endless supply of strength. Among the twelve Ancestors, her physical body is the strongest."

"It's not that I'm looking down on your teacher, but even if Shangqing personally wielded that Green Duckweed Sword, he still couldn't leave the slightest mark on our Ancestor."

"Our Ancestral Shamans are invincible beneath heaven!"

Hearing Jing Chu's words, Kuafu immediately spoke with an excited expression.

As he spoke, he repeatedly pounded his chest, producing booming sounds that even made the surrounding space tremble.

That force was simply monstrous—terrifying, even.

Jing Chu could not help drawing a sharp breath, his face displaying utter astonishment!

Yet Jing Chu did not believe a single word Kuafu had said.

Who was his teacher? One of the Three Pure Ones formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, and the future Saint Tongtian.

Lady Houtu was certainly extraordinary, but she surely could not be his teacher's match.

Besides, once the Four Swords of Execution emerged, the Witch Clan could likely only contend against them with the Twelve Heavenly Gods Fiendish Formation.

Even if his teacher fought with only the Green Duckweed Sword, Lady Houtu alone could never be his teacher's opponent.

It would probably take three or four Ancestral Shamans to stand against his teacher.

"Kuafu, Fellow Daoist Shangqing's cultivation is extraordinary. I am absolutely no match for him."

"Do not speak recklessly. If I hear such words from you again, I will punish you severely."

"I sensed a familiar aura. I did not expect a disciple of an old friend to have come."

Just as Jing Chu and Kuafu were exchanging drunken words, a figure suddenly appeared.

Her height was not much different from Jing Chu's or the shrunken Kuafu's.

The only real difference was her gender. The newcomer was a female immortal.

She was graceful and noble, dressed in a yellow immortal gown, yet her words allowed no one to underestimate her in the slightest.

Someone who could casually reprimand a great witch like Kuafu likely had such authority in the entire Houtu Tribe.

She could only be the legendary Ancestral Shaman Houtu!

Jing Chu had once wondered what the merciful and compassionate Lady Houtu might look like, but he had never expected her to appear as such a graceful and noble immortal maiden.

She was completely unlike the other Witch Clan women. Jing Chu's gaze could not help falling upon the Witch Clan women nearby, dressed in leather garments that covered only a few essential areas while leaving everything else bare.

They were simply two entirely different kinds of people!

Yet as he looked at the quietly appearing Houtu, Jing Chu did not dare underestimate her in the least. This was Houtu, after all!

Among the twelve Ancestral Shamans, she was absolutely among the top three in strength.

Beneath that immortal gown, her seemingly delicate immortal body contained power enough to tear apart everything.

With one punch, a hundred thousand versions of him would be smashed into scattered white lotus petals.

"This junior is Jing Chu, disciple of Shangqing."

"Greetings, Lady Houtu!"

Faced with a great senior who had suddenly appeared, Jing Chu naturally could not neglect all courtesy.

Most of the Witch Clan ignored etiquette, but Lady Houtu was clearly not among them.

In Jing Chu's eyes, the woman before him was even more deserving of ingratiation than Nuwa or the Three Pure Ones.

After all, she would transform herself into Reincarnation. In terms of merit, she surpassed even Nuwa's creation of humanity.

"Since you are a disciple of an old friend, there is no need for excessive ceremony."

"Sit."

"Brother Daoist Tongtian is indeed fortunate to have accepted a disciple with such foundations."

"You were transformed from the Twelfth-Grade Pure World White Lotus. Such foundations are already no weaker than ours."

"With Brother Daoist Tongtian's guidance, your future achievements will certainly not fall below ours!"

Houtu slightly turned her gaze. With a sweep of her phoenix eyes across Jing Chu, she saw through everything about him.

She immediately revealed a faint smile and spoke calmly.

At the same time, she could not help inwardly admiring Tongtian's good fortune.

The Twelfth-Grade Pure World White Lotus—one of the highest-grade foundations in the Primordial World.