Playing Matchmaker for Jinnaluo, Gungun Feasts in the Western Lands (Two Chapters Combined...)

After hearing Houtu's words, Hou Yi's face twitched. He wanted to say something, but the words reached his lips and refused to come out.

So Brother Gungun's appetite is what gives you that sense of security, Ancestral Witch?

But on second thought, what the Ancestral Witch had said... did seem right. Brother Gungun ate when awake and even ate in his sleep, forever opening his mouth to demand "Nine-Thousand-Year Ren Water Flat Peaches, Ginseng Fruits, Yellow Central Plums." Across the entire Primordial World, there really were few factions besides their Witch Race that could afford to feed him.

Counting them all, only the Demon Race and the Three Pure Ones had that ability. Even Lady Nuwa might not be able to afford him-not because she was poor, but because she already had a gluttonous snake. Add an even more ravenous bear, and even she would surely feel tremendous pressure.

At that thought, Hou Yi nodded and asked Houtu, "Then, Ancestral Witch, we don't need to do anything now, just wait patiently for Brother Gungun to return, correct?"

"No, there is something to do. Hou Yi, immediately announce to the Primordial World that in half a month, I will hold a victory banquet at Mount Youdu, rewarding the sons of our Witch Race who rank as Great Shamans or above for their achievements. It is thanks to them that our Witch Race has flourished to this day and rules the earth! We will bring out the supreme-grade innate Spirit Fruits, Five-Needle Pinecones, that our Witch Race has accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years for them to enjoy. In short, so long as they don't eat through our reserves, they may eat their fill!" Houtu instructed him.

"The sons of the Witch Race who rank as Great Shamans or above...?" Hou