Helping the Jie Sect? Why Should I!

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"Ancestral Witch Zhurong, how about next time? This time, I came to see Ancestral Witch Houtu."

Although Houtu had already become Pingxin and taken charge of the Earthly Dao, the High Witches of the Witch Clan and the Ancestral Witches still privately called her Houtu rather than Pingxin.

"Fight me and let me have some fun, then I'll take you to see Little Sister."

The smile on Zhurong's face quickly faded. Crossing his arms over his chest, he spoke blandly.

"Do we have to fight?"

Shi Chen looked at Zhurong strangely.

Zhurong nodded and said in a muffled voice, "That's right. And no surrendering, no holding back. We stop only when I say we stop!"

"Uh... all right."

Shi Chen hesitated for a moment. Seeing how resolute Zhurong was, he could only agree.

He had originally wanted to keep a low profile, but Zhurong would not even let him hold back. This... he could only comply.

Everyone knew the Witch Clan were single-minded brutes. If he did not let Zhurong enjoy himself, Zhurong would surely harbor dissatisfaction.

He had come here to seek an alliance, so naturally he could not disappoint an Ancestral Witch.

"Come on."

Shi Chen stood quietly where he was, raised a hand, and crooked a finger at Zhurong.

Zhurong snorted coldly, thinking, Bold bastard! I'll show you why flowers are so red!

He raised his fist and threw a punch. The Netherworld's small world was attached to the Primordial World, and its world grade was not as high as the Primordial World's. Its space was likewise far less stable. As the howling fist wind stirred ripples, cracks spread through the space in the path of his fist.

Facing Zhurong's space-shattering punch, Shi Chen remained motionless, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

Seeing