"Oh, and don't forget that drop of Pureblood I gave you. You need to refine it as soon as possible, too. Earlier, I said I would lead my tribe against the Demon Race in five hundred years. But now that Taiyi has taken Ao Yue away, if the Demon Race uses this opportunity to bring the Dragon Race under its command, our war may begin sooner. You need to prepare early, understand?" After praising Gungun, Houtu suddenly remembered something else and reminded him.
"Yes, Ancestral Witch. I understand." Accepting the legendary Ginseng Fruit, which he had never tasted before, with both paws, Gungun stared at it with shining eyes and answered casually, seemingly unconcerned by what Houtu had just said.
The Demon Race subjugating the Dragon Race? How could that happen?
To prevent Ao Yue from succeeding him, the Ancestral Dragon appointed four Dragon Kings to govern the Dragon Race separately. They wouldn't lead the Dragon Race over to the demons just because Ao Yue was in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hands or had pledged allegiance to him.
As for the Demon Race using force against the Dragon Race, isn't that exactly what the Witch Race wants to see? The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Even if they don't both end up battered and bleeding, having our enemy go to war with another race is always good for the Witch Race. We could seize the opportunity to attack the Demon Court or do something else entirely.
Hearing Gungun's thoughts, Houtu nodded. He was right. She and her elder brothers and sisters had reached the same conclusion during their earlier discussion in Pangu Hall.
"Gungun, as long as you understand. I'll be leaving now, then. I'll come back for you in five hundred years. By then, I hope the warriors of the Witch Race stationed on the South Sea coast will no longer suffer attacks from these demon souls, and that you'll have refined that drop of Ancestral Witch pure blood inside you. Is that clear?"
"Perfectly clear. Nom, nom~" As he spoke, Gungun brought the Ginseng Fruit to his mouth and began chewing furiously. His bear body shuddered, his fur stood on end, and an utterly satisfied expression spread across his face.
Mmm~ As expected of a Ginseng Fruit! This flavor-so sweet! This feeling-so good!
"..." Seeing the big, foolish bear's behavior and hearing his thoughts, Houtu felt a little worried. Had he really understood?
However, she did not ask that question, because she was not really leaving. Instead, she would hide nearby and carefully observe her Gungun, watching what methods he would use to deal with these demon souls and whether he really would be as violent as he had claimed, wiping out their entire race.
Would he obediently refine the drop of Pureblood she had given him? And...
How exactly had he known that Eastern Emperor Taiyi would come to Mount Buzhou at that moment and save Ao Yue?
Houtu wanted to get to the bottom of all these things.
Then her figure gradually turned transparent and vanished, leaving only one final reminder for Gungun: "Get to work as soon as you finish eating."
Still chewing the Ginseng Fruit's flesh, Gungun nodded, then took another bite of the fruit in his paws.
A dozen or so seconds later, Gungun finished the Ginseng Fruit. He rubbed his great belly, feeling a temporary swelling of spiritual energy inside him. But that was fine. He had the Heaven-Swallowing Earth-Devouring Divine Ability and excellent digestion. He would be all right in a little while.
Then he closed his eyes and savored the lingering flavor in his mouth. He spent more than an hour savoring it.
Once he was done, Gungun turned his gaze toward the distant Ghost Domain and the many ghostly figures within it.
"She wants me to deal with them, but there's no Netherworld or Reincarnation Tunnel. How am I supposed to do that? I can't really beat them all until their souls scatter into oblivion, can I? That would heap a mountain of karmic debt on me." Having finished the Ginseng Fruit and enjoyed its delightful effects, it was time to work, but Gungun found himself in a bind.
He scratched his head, then sat cross-legged on the ground with a thump and began racking his brains.
He was a bear of his word. Once he promised something, he would do his best to fulfill it. Since he had eaten Houtu's Ginseng Fruit, he had to find a way to clear the Ghost Race out of Mount Xiaoyu completely. But what method could he possibly use?
For a moment,
Unable to think of a good idea, Gungun began to regret his decision. Had he known, he should have restrained himself instead of agreeing to such a troublesome request from Houtu just for a Ginseng Fruit. "Ghosts are the spirits of the deceased. Because the Netherworld doesn't exist, once they're tainted by resentment, they develop new consciousness-or rather, their old consciousness gets obscured. Hmm, I could cleanse the resentment first, then... No, that won't work. They're all demon souls. If I help them regain their senses, they'll attack the Witch Race even harder than before. I need another way..." Without realizing it, Gungun folded his paws across his chest, his brow furrowing ever deeper.
He was a bear who disliked thinking. Making him rack his brains like this really was asking too much of him.
Sitting cross-legged in the void, Houtu raised her eyebrows as she heard Gungun's thoughts. She found herself with more and more questions.
The Netherworld? The Reincarnation Tunnel? What were those things?
Gungun, if your primordial spirit hasn't gone mad, and you haven't mastered the Law of Time, then with all these strange things you know, you truly are one of the great mysteries of the primordial world. Hehe~ Houtu thought with a soft chuckle.
Then she continued watching Gungun. Two or three minutes later, her expression changed, turning exceedingly ugly, because she discovered that this damned fat bear had actually... fallen asleep again!
Mount Xiaoyu, amid the mountain woods.
"Hrr, hrr, hrr~" After two or three minutes of racking his brains and suffering far too many brain-cell casualties, Gungun finally could not hold out any longer. Still sitting cross-legged on the ground, he let his head droop and drifted into dreamland once again.
Whoosh! Above his head, the demon souls whistling past had previously sensed Gungun's immense vitality and dared not approach. Now, seeing him asleep and hearing his snores, each of them began entertaining ideas.
After observing him for most of the day and seeing how deeply he slept-even lying down completely as he dozed, with drool trickling from the corner of his mouth-one oddly shaped demon soul with a tiger's head, dragon claws, and the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal finally flew down from the sky and landed before him.
Looking at the fairly enormous lazy bear before her, she swallowed, raised both hands, and approached Gungun step by step. Then her nails lengthened, and she clawed fiercely at his belly.
Bam! Suddenly, Gungun lifted his right leg and rested it across his left. As he raised it, his paw happened to kick the demon soul's ghostly claws as they reached for his belly, and then...
"Aah~!" In an instant, the demon soul turned into a streak of brilliant light and shot toward the horizon, her scream flashing past.
The sight terrified the other demon souls nearby who had been itching to act. He had sent the Ghost Aunt Deity, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, flying with a single kick. This bear... just where had he come from?
[Ding! Detected that the host was too lazy to wake up even when attacked, once again displaying his true lazy-fish nature. Lazy Fish Points +50, Primordial Spirit Strength +1.]
"Ooh, I've got it!" Since he had blocked the system long ago, Gungun did not hear its voice. But shortly after its announcement ended, his eyelashes suddenly fluttered. He opened his eyes and sat up, clenched his right paw into a fist, and struck it against his open left paw. Bobbing his head with delight, he said, "I've figured out how to deal with these demon souls! To think I came up with a method like this-I, the Great Gungun, truly am a heaven-blessed genius!"
Houtu, who had secretly watched him sleep for most of the day: "..."
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