At that thought, Houtu took a deep breath, then told Gungun through gritted teeth, "Stop crying! You're a dignified quasi-saint. Have some shame!"
"Before an Ancestral Witch, Gungun has no shame." Still unaware that Houtu had seen through its fake crying, Gungun continued to sniffle.
"Heh." Houtu laughed at that. With a face that big, how could you possibly have none?
Then she set Gungun down, pressed both palms against its cheeks, and, under its bewildered gaze, began kneading them vigorously back and forth, forcibly squishing its fat face out of shape. Then...
"Bam!" Her fist struck the top of its head. Stars swam before Gungun's eyes, and it spun on the spot before falling backward with a thud.
Yes, Houtu had knocked the whole bear unconscious.
"Little sister, what are you doing?" Xuanming hurriedly rose and asked Houtu, then went over and picked Gungun up from the floor, resting its big, fat head on her shoulder.
"Didn't it say it had been under enormous pressure lately? I'm letting it get some proper rest!" Houtu answered Xuanming. Then she beckoned, snatched Gungun back into her own arms, and told Ju Mang, "Second brother, sorry for the trouble, but summon Hou Yi, Xingtian, Wind Earl, and Rain Master to Heaven. I have instructions for them."
Ju Mang did not understand what Houtu intended, but he knew that, as the only Ancestral Witch with a complete primordial spirit, her wisdom now surpassed his own. Her decision certainly could not be wrong, so he nodded without hesitation. "All right."
With that, Ju Mang strode out of the Heavenly Court.
"Fifth brother, after the War of the Liches, Chi You's injuries were relatively light because he hadn't pursued Dijun, so I had him lead the Witch-Human army back to the Nine Li Tribe. Sorry