At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Xuanming stood quietly between Daochen and Dijiang, her breathtaking face brimming with fierce fighting spirit.
"What's this, fellow Daoist? Do you want to fight me first?"
Daochen looked at Xuanming with a faint, knowing smile.
"Indeed. That is exactly what I intend."
Xuanming nodded as she spoke.
Unlike Dijiang and Zhurong, who could hardly wait to send Houtu to the Sun Star and enjoy a thousand years of peace, Xuanming was thoroughly unhappy with the idea.
If Dijiang lost and Houtu went to the Sun Star, she would be the only woman left among Zhurong, Goumang, and the rest. She wanted no part of that.
So she decided not to let Dijiang fight at all. She would take the field herself.
Seeing Xuanming poised to fight personally, Dijiang was utterly bewildered.
We agreed that I would go first to test Daochen's strength.
What are you stepping in for now, Xuanming?
This is a test!
Not a joke!
It affects the Witch Clan's grand plans!
But at the sight of Xuanming's serious expression, Dijiang felt his head begin to ache.
A bunch of pig-brained teammates! I really can't carry them!!!
"Daochen, if I lose this battle, I, Xuanming, am willing to accompany my younger sister to the Sun Star for a thousand years!"
At those words, Zhurong and Goumang's expressions became quite a sight.
They looked as though they wanted to laugh but dared not.
Well, well, it really is buy one, get one free...
At the thought that both of the Witch Clan's hotheads might leave for the Sun Star after this battle, their excitement mounted.
Zhurong, Goumang, Gonggong, Shebishi, and the other Ancestral Witches were practically blooming with joy inside.
With Houtu and Xuanming gone, wouldn't they be free to run wild?
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