First Sun Mountain, Kongtong Seal

Lu Chen remained silent.

Golden Turtle Island was indeed not bad, but Kunlun Mountain was, after all, the Ancestral Mountain of the East. Its heavenly treasures were too numerous to count, far beyond what Golden Turtle Island could compare with.

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 and merely waved a hand.

"Go back and cultivate."

"Yes, Master."

After returning to his cave abode, Bai Geng was still lying before the jade bed, cultivating.

Perhaps he had become too lively after his mind had been tainted by demonic qi in the west and he had gone on a killing spree everywhere. Once the demonic qi in his body had been purged, he returned to Kunlun Mountain and instead became a homebody tiger, never venturing beyond Lu Chen's cave abode.

He did not step out the main gate or through the second door.

Still, being a homebody was not bad. He could settle down and cultivate.

Bai Geng's cultivation had now recovered to the Taiyi Realm as well.

"Master, you just returned. Are you heading out again?"

"Mm."

"Would you like me to serve as your mount?"

"No. Go cultivate. 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 edge of the Primordial World, taking a single step forward.

"My physical body is already strong enough to walk through Chaos."

Lu Chen discovered that even without relying on mana for defense, when the chaotic gale swept over him, it only brought the faint prickling sensation of a cold breeze brushing his face.

It did little damage to his physical body.

Lu Chen could walk through Chaos with his physical body alone because he had often used spiritual liquid to temper himself in the past, so his body had never been weak. Added to that, he cultivated the Human Race Martial Dao, and his qi and blood had been systematically honed, making his physical body more than a level stronger.

His Human Race Martial Dao cultivation had now reached the Divine Ability Realm as well.

For him, divine abilities came easily. Body tempering, on the other hand, was the hardest.

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, setting everything else aside, the Human Race's ability to reproduce was still astonishingly formidable.

The small tribe that had originally numbered only tens of thousands had now grown into one of several hundred thousand. With more people 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 youths among them; elders had begun to appear.

However, because they cultivated Martial Dao, even the elders' qi and blood had not declined. There was only a faint air of twilight years about them.

If they could break through their realm, the twilight air around them would be washed away by even stronger qi and blood.

Powerful youths opened up wilderness and searched for food. Elders taught the children at home. Some less powerful men and women were responsible for weaving clothes, repairing houses, and doing miscellaneous chores.

The entire Human Race presented a flourishing, vibrant sight.

Gradually, Lu Chen crossed the entire Human Race territory and, guided by something unseen, stopped before a mountain.

Two large characters were carved into the mountain.

"First Sun!"

"First Sun Mountain? Could it be that the Human Race's fortune guided me here?"

Lu Chen looked at the two characters carved into the mountain and muttered to himself.

Then he swept toward the mountaintop.

If he remembered correctly, there was a treasure on First Sun Mountain.

A treasure extremely important to the Human Race.

First Sun Mountain was not large. It did not take Lu Chen long to search the entire mountain.

"So 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 engraved beneath it.

The Kongtong Seal!

"So the Kongtong Seal, the Human Race's treasure of fortune, was indeed on First Sun 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 ties with the Human Race are growing deeper and deeper."

"Forget it. The more I think, the more troubles I create. Since I am already near the Witch Clan's territory, I might as well pay them a visit."

Lu Chen shook his head. No longer walking on foot, he swiftly shot into the distance.

"Halt, intruder!"

The moment Lu Chen entered the Witch Clan's territory, he was discovered by the Witch Clan soldiers guarding the border because he had not concealed himself. 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 Ancestor Witch."

Lu Chen did not hesitate to drape himself in his master's tiger skin.

He was only a Great Luo now. He was not qualified to directly request an audience with an Ancestor Witch. As for his identity as the Human Race's Holy Father, that was even less sufficient.

"Follow me."

The Witch Clan soldier said in a muffled voice.

Then he turned and ran toward the interior of the territory.

Lu Chen followed behind him, observing the Witch Clan tribe's customs and way of life along the way.

Compared with the Human Race, the Witch Clan was far more rough and untamed. The men wore only unknown beast hides over their vital parts. The women wore one more piece than the men, their long legs and toned waists exposed, brimming with wildness.

Lu Chen was not the only one observing them; they were observing him as well.

Some curious onlookers called out loudly.

"Wu Man, why have you returned instead of guarding the border? And why have you brought an outsider with you?"

"He is the disciple of Sage Tongtian. He has come to see the Ancestor Witch."

Wu Man answered loudly.

Within a gigantic stone house in the central part of the tribe.

"Why has he come to my Witch Clan?"

A woman in a pale yellow gauze dress sensed an unfamiliar aura appearing in the tribe. A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, and with a flash, she vanished from the stone house.

"Greetings, Ancestor Witch!"

Wu Man was running when he saw the yellow-clad woman suddenly appear ahead. With a smooth sliding kneel, he dropped to the ground and respectfully said, "Greetings, Lady Houtu. This man calls himself Lu Chen. He is Sage Tongtian's chief disciple and has come to visit you."

"I am aware of this matter."

"This 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 seek from me?"

Houtu looked at Lu Chen and gave a slight nod, putting on an aloof and imposing manner.

"I came today specifically to repay the favor of the treasure the Ancestor 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 at his words as she stared fixedly at Lu Chen, her gaze full of disbelief.

Noticing the curious gazes of nearby clansmen turning toward them, Houtu instantly regained her calm, cloud-light and wind-gentle composure.

"Follow me."

Lu Chen had just entered the stone house where Houtu resided.

Houtu formed a hand seal, isolating all sound. Then a solemn expression appeared on her face as she said, "Did Sage Tongtian send you?"

"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. Threads of Killing Intent filled her beautiful eyes, and her voice turned cold.

"Not merely lose. You will lose so thoroughly that nothing remains."

Sensing the vast aura around Houtu, poised to erupt at any moment, Lu Chen did not beat around the bush and spoke the latter half of his sentence as well.

"Of course, the Demon Race will not win either."

He spoke quickly, afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Houtu would throw a punch at him.

Although she would not kill him for Tongtian's sake, Lu Chen did not want to suffer physical pain for no reason. He was not a masochist.

"The Demon Race will not win either? How is that possible?"