Lu Chen remained silent.
Golden Turtle Island was indeed quite good, but Kunlun Mountain was, after all, the ancestral mountain of the East, filled with countless natural treasures. It could not compare to Golden Turtle Island.
If possible, he did not want to leave Kunlun Mountain, but he would not say so or ask to remain there.
Seeing that Lu Chen said nothing, Tongtian did not press the matter further and merely waved his hand.
"Go back and cultivate."
"Yes, Master."
After returning to his cave abode, Bai Geng was still lying before the jade bed, cultivating.
Perhaps because having his mind tainted by demonic qi in the west had made him overly lively and prone to slaughter, after the demonic qi in his body was purged and he returned to Kunlun Mountain, he instead became a homebody tiger. His range of activity was limited to Lu Chen's cave abode.
He never went out.
But being a homebody was not bad either. He could settle down and cultivate.
Bai Geng's cultivation had now recovered to the Taiyi Realm as well.
"Master, you just got back and you're going out again?"
"Mm."
"Would you like me to carry you?"
"No need. Go cultivate, and remember to properly comprehend your innate Divine Ability."
"Yes, Master!"
After giving Bai Geng a few instructions, Lu Chen turned and left.
He flew out of Kunlun Mountain and arrived at the border of the Primordial World, taking a single step forward.
"My physical body is already strong enough to walk through Chaos."
Lu Chen discovered that while walking through Chaos, even without using mana for defense, the chaotic gales merely felt like a faint sting from a cold wind brushing against his face.
They did little damage to his physical body.
Lu Chen could walk through Chaos using only his physical body because he had often tempered it with Spirit Liquid in the past. His body had already been formidable, and after cultivating the Human Race Martial Dao, the qi and blood throughout his body had undergone systematic tempering, raising his physical strength by far more than a single level.
His Human Race Martial Dao cultivation had now reached the Divine Ability Realm.
For him, Divine Abilities were easy to attain, while body tempering was far more difficult.
Because he already possessed innate Divine Abilities.
After testing his physical body, Lu Chen took out the Heaven-Devouring Treasure Vase and filled it with a bottle of chaotic qi. Then he turned and departed.
He made a detour to the Shores of the East Sea. It had to be said that, aside from everything else, the Human Race's reproductive ability was still astonishingly powerful.
The small tribe that had once numbered only tens of thousands had now grown into several hundred thousand people. With the increase in population came the need for more land and resources, and the Human Race's territory gradually drew closer to the Witch Clan's domain.
Lu Chen concealed his aura and walked among the Human Race. As they developed, there were no longer only children and young adults among them; elderly people had begun to appear as well.
However, because they cultivated Martial Dao, even the elderly had not seen their qi and blood decline. They merely carried a faint air of old age.
If they broke through to a higher realm, the aura of old age around them would be washed away by even stronger qi and blood.
Powerful young men cleared land and searched for food, while the elderly taught the children at home. Some weaker men and women were responsible for weaving clothes, repairing houses, and doing miscellaneous chores.
The entire Human Race presented a flourishing sight.
Gradually, Lu Chen walked through the entirety of the Human Race's territory before stopping before a mountain as if guided by some unseen force.
Two large characters were carved into the mountain.
"First Sun!"
"Shouyang Mountain? Could it be that the Human Race's fortune guided me here?"
Lu Chen looked at the two large characters carved into the mountainside and muttered to himself.
Then he swept up the mountain.
If he remembered correctly, Shouyang Mountain held a treasure.
A treasure extremely important to the Human Race.
Shouyang Mountain was not large. It did not take Lu Chen long to search the entire mountain.
"It really is here."
Lu Chen looked at the seal in his hand. Nine dragon souls coiled around it, while the two characters Kongtong were inscribed upon its base.
Kongtong Seal!
"So the Human Race's fortune treasure, the Kongtong Seal, really was on Shouyang Mountain."
A trace of delight appeared on Lu Chen's face as he looked at the Kongtong Seal in his hand. After putting it away, he stroked his chin.
"My bond with the Human Race is growing deeper and deeper."
"Forget it. The more I think, the more troubles I'll have. Since I'm already close to the Witch Clan's territory, I might as well pay them a visit."
Lu Chen shook his head. Rather than continuing on foot, he sped into the distance.
"Stop right there!"
Lu Chen had just entered the Witch Clan's territory. Since he had not concealed himself, he was immediately discovered by the Witch Clan soldiers guarding the border. The soldiers were tall and burly, their voices deep and rough.
"State your name!"
"I am Lu Chen, Tongtian's chief disciple. I have come to visit the Ancestral Witches."
Lu Chen did not hesitate to invoke his master's name.
He was only a Great Luo now, so he was not qualified to directly request an audience with the Ancestral Witches. As for his identity as the Human Race's Holy Father, that was even less sufficient.
"Follow me."
The Witch Clan soldier replied in a muffled voice.
He then turned and ran into the territory.
Lu Chen followed behind him, observing the customs and lifestyle of the Witch Clan tribe along the way.
Compared to the Human Race, the Witch Clan was far rougher. The men wore only an unknown beast hide covering their private parts, while the women wore one more piece than the men. Their long legs and toned waists were exposed, filled with a wild air.
Lu Chen was not the only one observing them; they were observing him as well.
Some curious people called out loudly.
"Wu Man, shouldn't you be guarding the border? Why are you back, and why did you bring an outsider?"
"He is Sage Tongtian's disciple. He has come to meet the Ancestral Witches."
Wu Man answered loudly.
Within a massive stone house at the center of the tribe.
"What is he doing in our Witch Clan?"
A woman in a pale yellow gauze dress sensed an unfamiliar aura in the tribe. A trace of surprise flashed through her eyes, and with a flicker of her body, she vanished from the stone house.
"Greetings, Ancestral Witch!"
Wu Man was running when he saw the yellow-dressed woman suddenly appear ahead of him. He smoothly slid to his knees and respectfully said, "Greetings, Lady Houtu. This person calls himself Lu Chen. He is Sage Tongtian's chief disciple and has come to visit you."
"I am aware of this matter."
"This lowly one takes his leave."
Wu Man rose to his feet, turned around, and vanished from Lu Chen and Houtu's sight in the blink of an eye.
"What do you want with me?"
Houtu gave Lu Chen a slight nod, putting on a cold and dignified appearance.
"I came today specifically to repay the favor of the treasure the Ancestral Witch bestowed upon me that day."
Lu Chen cupped his hands and bowed.
"How do you intend to repay it?"
"By repaying it with a method to preserve the Witch Clan. What do you think?"
"What did you say?!"
Houtu's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she stared fixedly at Lu Chen, her gaze filled with disbelief.
Houtu noticed the curious looks cast over by the nearby clansmen and instantly regained her calm composure.
"Come with me."
Lu Chen had just entered the stone house where Houtu lived.
Houtu formed a hand seal, isolating all sound. Then a grave expression appeared on her face as she said, "Did Sage Tongtian send you here?"
"No. This time, I represent only myself."
Lu Chen shook his head.
"You think my Witch Clan will lose?"
Hearing that Lu Chen had not come on Tongtian's orders, Houtu's expression changed slightly. A faint killing intent filled her beautiful eyes, and her voice turned cold.
"It is not that you will lose. It is that you will lose utterly and completely."
Sensing the vast aura gathering within Houtu's body, ready to erupt at any moment, Lu Chen did not keep her in suspense and finished the latter half of his sentence.
"Of course, the demon race will not win either."
He spoke quickly, afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Houtu would punch him right away.
Although she would not kill him for Tongtian's sake, Lu Chen did not want to suffer a beating for no reason. He was not a masochist.
"The demon race won't win either? How is that possible?!"
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