A Guest of the Witch Race

Daoist Zhunti did not dare confront Houtu head-on. After all, the Twelve Heavenly Gods Fiend Formation was not something he could withstand.

He could only leave behind a harsh remark before turning and leaving.

Seeing Daoist Zhunti depart, Chen Xuan finally let out the breath he had been holding.

He once again bowed to Houtu and said, "Thank you, Sister Houtu, for saving me. Otherwise, this shameless martial uncle would have definitely taken me away today."

Seeing the expression of a survivor of disaster on Chen Xuan's face, Houtu could not help but giggle.

"You should hurry and worry about your junior brother instead. If you do not act soon, he really will fail his transformation."

Hearing Houtu say this, Chen Xuan immediately turned his gaze toward the mountain hollow.

At that moment, the final tribulation lightning bolt had already descended from the sky. As long as Daoist Duobao could endure it, he would immediately complete his transformation and attain the Dao.

However, Chen Xuan also noticed that the Demon King he had released was hiding in the shadows.

He held the gleaming Twelve Foot Steel Spear in his hand, clearly waiting for the instant the heavenly tribulation ended to launch a sneak attack on Daoist Duobao.

By now, even if Chen Xuan wanted to warn Daoist Duobao, it was already too late.

As Daoist Duobao withstood the final bolt of tribulation lightning, the Demon King hiding behind him made his move.

At that critical moment, Chen Xuan directly unleashed the Diamond Cutter.

The Diamond Cutter emitted a brilliant radiance in midair, dazzling the Demon King until he could not open his eyes.

The flying Twelve Foot Steel Spear also lost its aim, grazing past Daoist Duobao's right arm without injuring him.

Seeing that his strike had missed, the Demon King turned to flee. Unfortunately for him, it was already too late. The Diamond Cutter had descended from above.

As a flash of azure light passed, the Demon King revealed his true form. He was actually a one-horned Plate-Horned Ox.

At that moment, the Diamond Cutter Chen Xuan had unleashed happened to slip right over the ox's nose. Chen Xuan could not help but freeze on the spot.

Damn, this guy is actually the Kui Ox King.

At the same time, the Plate-Horned Ox dropped to his front knees and spoke in human language. "Please show mercy, Immortal Elder. This little demon is willing to follow you as your mount. I only ask that you spare my life."

Chen Xuan helplessly shook his head. "I have no use for a mount, but I can introduce you to someone else and have you serve as his mount."

The Plate-Horned Ox desperately nodded his bovine head. "As long as Immortal Elder spares this little demon's life, I do not care whose mount I become."

Chen Xuan nodded. "In that case, follow by my side for now. Once I finish traveling through the primordial world, I will take you back to find your master."

Chen Xuan did not directly mention Taishang Laozi's name because he wanted to test the Plate-Horned Ox's reliability.

If the ox learned that he would become Taishang Laozi's mount, he would probably run straight to Kunlun Mountain without a second thought.

At the same time, Daoist Duobao, who had narrowly survived the tribulation, also came before Chen Xuan. He respectfully bowed and said, "Duo Bao greets Eldest Senior Brother."

As Chen Xuan looked at Daoist Duobao before him, he no longer felt the same disgust as before.

Because Chen Xuan had now understood the key to it all. If he had not happened to pass by today, Daoist Duobao would inevitably have fallen into Daoist Zhunti's hands.

Perhaps it was because Daoist Duobao encountered Daoist Zhunti during his transformation that he was destined to later become the key to Buddhism's great rise.

As for why Daoist Duobao would still enter Tongtian's sect after meeting Daoist Zhunti, Chen Xuan had no way of knowing.

Chen Xuan nodded at Daoist Duobao, signaling for him to lead the Plate-Horned Ox. Then he followed Houtu toward the Hou Tu Tribe.

During the time he stayed in the Hou Tu Tribe, Chen Xuan became acquainted with Great Witch Xing Tian. The two hit it off immediately.

They sparred in the tribe day and night, fighting until the world seemed to turn upside down.

One had possessed the Witch Race's strongest combat art, the Witch Mantra, from birth. The other had obtained the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, the mystical art of the Profound Sect's guardian deity, upon transforming.

These two were absolute battle fanatics. Sometimes, they would fight for several days and nights straight.

This caused Daoist Duobao to lie atop the Plate-Horned Ox and sigh. "Eldest Senior Brother is truly incredible. When will I ever possess cultivation like his?"

The Plate-Horned Ox turned his head and looked at Daoist Duobao with disdain. "Forget it with your little bit of ability. If Immortal Elder had not saved you, you would have become this king's magic treasure by now."

Being looked down upon by an ox, even an ancient exotic beast, was not something everyone could accept.

Fortunately, after spending so much time together, Daoist Duobao had already grown accustomed to the Plate-Horned Ox's contempt.

However, Daoist Duobao certainly would not endure mockery without retaliating. With a wave of his hand, a cattle-driving whip appeared in his grasp.

At the same time, he looked at the Plate-Horned Ox with a knowing smile on his face.

"Daoist Duobao, please show mercy. You are amazing, all right? Do not always whip me at the slightest disagreement, okay?"

...Smack...

...Aah...

...Moo...

One day, Chen Xuan and Xingtian were in the midst of an exhilarating fight when someone suddenly came looking for Chen Xuan.

They said that the other eleven Ancestral Witches had arrived at the Hou Tu Tribe, and Goddess Hou Tu had asked Chen Xuan to go meet them.

Chen Xuan descended from midair, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said to Xingtian with lingering excitement, "Brother Xingtian, wait here for a moment. I will be right back."

With that, he turned and headed toward Houtu's residence.

During this period, Chen Xuan had not sparred with Xingtian merely because he was competitive or eager to prove himself.

Rather, he had discovered that his Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique could only improve most effectively through battle.

Now, Chen Xuan's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique was about to break through to the Fourth Revolution. As long as he cultivated it to the Fifth Revolution, he would become a Grand Yi Mysterious Immortal.

This was because every revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique corresponded to a cultivator's realm.

The First Revolution corresponded to Earth Immortal, the Second Revolution to Celestial Immortal, the Third Revolution to Mysterious Immortal, the Fourth Revolution to Golden Immortal, the Fifth Revolution to Grand Golden Immortal, the Sixth Revolution to Great Luo Golden Immortal, the Seventh Revolution to Quasi-Saint, the Eighth Revolution to Saint, and the Ninth Revolution to Heavenly Dao Saint.

Before long, Chen Xuan arrived at Houtu's residence. He did not forget to cup his hands and bow to the various Ancestral Witches present.

Houtu came before Chen Xuan in just a few steps and smilingly introduced him to the Ancestral Witches.

She also stated in an unmistakably certain tone that Chen Xuan was her younger brother, Houtu's younger brother.

After Houtu finished her introduction, Water Ancestral Witch Gonggong stepped forward and began sizing Chen Xuan up from head to toe.

After examining him, he said, "The surging water element within you is no weaker than mine, Gonggong's. It seems your origins must be extraordinary, brother!"

"I say, Gonggong, since when does having surging water element mean one has extraordinary origins? Does that mean my Zhurong's fire element cannot grace refined company?"