Upon hearing Houtu's condition, Ao Yue was utterly dumbfounded, every inch of his dragon body.
He had considered that Houtu might impose a fairly harsh condition, but never in his wildest dreams had he expected it to be this harsh. She wants me to sell my body!
A Great Shaman of the Witch Race, marrying his Divided Soul...
Come on, I have absolutely no interest in the Witch Race!
Although Ao Yue had yet to meet a goddess he liked, he knew his type. He liked goddesses whose tenderness flowed like water, who spoke softly and knew how to care for others. Did the Witch Race... have any female Witches with that sort of personality?
With that thought, Ao Yue recovered from his bewilderment and looked back at Gungun beside him. Fellow Daoist, say something!
Seeing Ao Yue looking at him, how could Gungun not know what he was thinking? After all, they were both male animals, and Gungun believed their tastes ought to be the same in certain respects. However...
There's nothing I can do!
If they wanted to satisfy Houtu and persuade her to stop backing Chi You, they had to offer the Witch Race sufficient compensation. Only then would Houtu and the other Ancestral Witches be satisfied.
For that, you'll just have to make a little sacrifice, brother!
With that thought, Gungun coughed, then said to Ao Yue, "Brother, don't worry. You're the Ancestral Dragon's eldest legitimate son and the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Sovereign. The Witch Race certainly wouldn't pick just any Great Shaman to humiliate you—oh, no, I mean, to enter a blissful marriage with your Divided Soul. The Great Shaman the Empress mentioned is none other than Great Shaman Jiu Feng, renowned as the 'most beautiful Great Shaman'!"
Ao Yue: "..."
*Jiu Feng? That female