Eastward Journey, the Witch Clan's Current State

"All right, you may leave Mount Kongtong now. Go wherever you wish," Xiao Teng said to Mosquito Daoist.

"Really?"

Mosquito Daoist's eyes instantly gleamed with delighted surprise. He had waited far too long for this moment.

"Of course it's true. You can leave right now." Xiao Teng nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, sir!"

Mosquito Daoist's voice trembled slightly with excitement. He immediately beat his wings with all his strength and swiftly flew out of Mount Kongtong.

"Where did this little bug come from? Stop! Don't run!"

The moment Golden Roc saw Mosquito Daoist fleeing, a sudden urge surged within him. With a spread of his wings, he shot toward Mosquito Daoist at lightning speed.

Sensing Golden Roc's aura rapidly closing in, Mosquito Daoist was greatly alarmed. The innate sense of suppression emanating from Golden Roc made him shudder from head to toe.

Mosquito Daoist hurriedly accelerated, pushing his speed to its utmost limit as he flew for his life beyond Mount Kongtong, wanting only to escape Golden Roc's pursuit as quickly as possible.

"That's enough, Golden Roc. Come back."

Seeing Golden Roc disappear into the distance, Xiao Teng lightly beckoned, and a gentle force pulled Golden Roc back.

"Golden Roc, Kong Xuan, Six-Eared Macaque, the three of you stay properly at Mount Kongtong. The Calabash Kids and I will be leaving for a while," Xiao Teng said, sweeping his gaze over them.

"Sir, we want to go out too." Golden Roc and Kong Xuan gazed at Xiao Teng eagerly, their faces full of longing.

"You may leave only when your cultivation reaches the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm. Six-Eared Macaque, keep an eye on those two." Xiao Teng's tone brooked no objection.

"Understood." Six-Eared Macaque nodded.

Thanks to his unique divine ability, Six-Eared Macaque could hear of all that happened throughout the Primordial World while remaining on Mount Kongtong, so he did not care much whether he left the mountain or not.

After giving Six-Eared Macaque his instructions, Xiao Teng left Mount Kongtong with the Calabash Kids.

After some thought, Xiao Teng ultimately decided to head for the East Sea.

He remembered that the Three Immortal Isles of the East Sea should be appearing soon.

Xiao Teng had no intention of claiming the Three Immortal Isles for himself. He already had Mount Kongtong, and that was enough.

Still, the Three Immortal Isles held countless treasures. He wanted to take a look around; perhaps he might stumble upon tremendous fortune and find one or two peerless treasures. If he arrived too late and others beat him to the punch, dividing everything among themselves, that would be far too regrettable.

Mount Kongtong lay west of Mount Buzhou, separated from the East Sea by countless mountains and rivers. The distance was truly no small matter.

Fortunately, they had enough time. As long as they could make it in time for the next sermon at Purple Cloud Palace, it would be fine.

After reminding Six-Eared Macaque once more, Xiao Teng set off with the Calabash Kids.

They traveled in great haste along the way, drawing the attention of many living beings.

Eight Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals hurrying along like that—those unaware of the truth might have thought they were on their way to destroy someone's dao field.

Er Wa naturally heard what they were saying and relayed it to Xiao Teng.

Hearing those rumors, Xiao Teng merely smiled faintly and paid them no mind.

Along the way, the Calabash Kids laughed, played, and tussled about, lending the journey a little more bustle and vitality.

Yet Xiao Teng sometimes longed for a moment of peace and quiet. He shook his head helplessly and thought, When will these little ones ever quiet down?

A thousand years slipped silently away amid their journey, and Xiao Teng's group finally arrived near Mount Buzhou.

Xiao Teng looked up and saw that Mount Buzhou remained as towering and majestic as ever.

Even after being plundered time and again, many treasures still lay hidden within Mount Buzhou.

But now was not the time to search for treasures. Mount Buzhou had already been occupied by the Witch Clan, so entering it would be inconvenient.

With Er Wa's divine ability, Xiao Teng could see vast numbers of Witch Clan tribes from far away.

The Witch Clan and Demon Race were the protagonists of this calamity, so both their cultivation and development advanced at astonishing speed.

Several tens of thousands of years ago, the Witch Clan was still rarely seen across the Primordial World. Yet now, Witch Clan tribes blanketed the foothills of Mount Buzhou.

After making a rough count, Xiao Teng found that there were no fewer than tens of thousands of Witch Clan tribes. Each tribe had several million members, while some had over ten million. From this alone, one could imagine how terrifying their total numbers were.

Xiao Teng had no desire to provoke any conflict with either the Witch Clan or Demon Race. Offending one was equivalent to offending an entire swarm. Even Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals like them would find it hard to bear.

Thus, Xiao Teng decisively led the Calabash Kids around the Witch Clan tribes and arrived on the eastern side of Mount Buzhou.

The eastern and western sides of Mount Buzhou were entirely different. The east not only contained Witch Clan tribes, but was also a habitat of the Demon Race.

As the numbers of both races continued to rise, their need for territory grew ever greater, and clashes constantly erupted along the border between them.

The Witch Clan and Demon Race traded blows back and forth, with victories and defeats on both sides.

Xiao Teng noticed that the friction between the two races was growing increasingly severe. Perhaps at any moment, the Witch-Demon War might begin.

"Father, brothers, look! People are fighting over there. Why don't we go take a look?" Third Baby asked excitedly.

Xiao Teng looked at Third Baby's eager, restless expression and immediately understood.

That brat Third Baby did not want to watch the excitement at all. His hands were itching to join the battle.

Xiao Teng hurriedly stopped him. "No. We have important business to attend to, so do not delay here."

No one could determine when the Three Immortal Isles would emerge. Not a single second could be wasted now.

After flying east for another ten thousand years, their group finally reached the shore of the East Sea.

The East Sea was boundlessly vast. Looking out, they could not see its end at all.

At that moment, Si Wa frowned and muttered, "No, I hate the East Sea."

Ever since arriving at the shore, Si Wa had felt uncomfortable all over.

Seeing this, Xiao Teng quickly took out the Fire Spirit Pearl and tossed it to Si Wa. "Hold the Fire Spirit Pearl. Perhaps it will make you feel better."

Si Wa caught the Fire Spirit Pearl and immediately felt a warm force spread throughout his body. The discomfort gradually faded away, and a smile returned to his face.

"Where exactly are these Three Immortal Isles?" Seventh Gourd asked curiously.

Xiao Teng looked toward the sea ahead and said slowly, "That depends on your second brother."

Er Wa's divine ability was best suited for finding things. With the East Sea so vast, it would be difficult for Xiao Teng and the others to find the Three Immortal Isles on their own.

The Three Immortal Isles had yet to emerge, so they should be hidden by an array. Even for Er Wa, finding them would not be easy.

After pondering briefly, Xiao Teng arranged, "Er Wa, you will come with me. The rest of you will split into three groups and search in different directions. If any of you are fortunate enough to find the Three Immortal Isles, be sure to notify everyone else at once."

Da Wa and Seventh Gourd formed one group, Third Baby and Liu Wa formed another, while Si Wa and Wu Wa formed the last. Including Xiao Teng and Er Wa, there were four groups in total.

"Everyone, watch your safety. If you encounter danger, speak up immediately."

"Understood!"

As soon as the words fell, they flew off in different directions, each leaving a trail that sliced through the air.