Seducing the Women the Eastern King Likes!

When she heard the Eastern King-no, he ought to be called Sovereign Donghua now-Houtu froze, her pupils contracting slightly. It's just as Gungun said. He really did change his name to Donghua!

"Ancestral Witch Houtu, I heard your earlier conversation with your race's Iron-Eating Beast. The Witch Race traveled countless miles to reinforce Penglai, and you fought Ao Yue and Meng Zhang to aid me. I will remember this kindness. If anything left on Penglai Immortal Island catches the Witch Race's eye, please take it. As for that Iron-Eating Beast damaging my essence..."

Donghua clenched his fists. Thinking of how affectionately Houtu had treated it, the Witch Race's strength, and his own diminished cultivation and grievously wounded primordial spirit, he took a deep breath and said with the utmost reluctance, "You helped me return to life, Ancestral Witch, so let this settle the karmic debt between us."

"Very well." Houtu nodded without refusing.

But after a moment's hesitation, she asked Donghua, "Fellow Daoist, do you know a fellow Daoist named Bai Fengjiu?"

"Bai Fengjiu? I do not know her, though judging by her name, I imagine she is a female immortal of the Phoenix Race," Donghua replied.

"Then what do you intend to do next, fellow Daoist? Rebuild the Immortal Court under the name of Sovereign Donghua? Earlier, you said you were willing to ally with our Witch Race. I have considered it, and I believe..."

"There is no need." Donghua raised a hand, cutting Houtu off. "My primordial spirit is grievously wounded, and my cultivation has been damaged. My strength is now merely that of a Great Immortal. How could I rebuild the Immortal Court, ally with the Witch Race, and oppose the Demon Race? Now... I wish only to live freely. I no longer want to become entangled in the rights and wrongs of the Primordial World's various races."

"Ah!" At this, Donghua raised his head, gazed at the sun overhead, and heaved a deep sigh.

In truth, it was hardly that he no longer wanted to get involved. He simply lacked the ability!

However weak he had been before, he had at least been a mighty Quasi-Saint. Now that he only possessed the strength of a Great Immortal, what could he possibly do? Continue opposing the Demon Race? Wouldn't that be courting death? As an immortal who had already died once, he treasured his life dearly and had no desire to die again.

Hearing this, Houtu lowered her head and fell silent for a while before saying, "Since that is your wish, fellow Daoist, I will not insist. I am truly sorry that I failed to help you defend the Immortal Court."

With that, Houtu bowed to Donghua.

"You are too kind, Ancestral Witch. This was all... the will of heaven!" Donghua helped Houtu straighten up and sighed.

Elsewhere, after Hou Yi and Xingtian carried Gungun farther away, they set it down.

"Brother Gungun, the Demon Race's army is still overhead and hasn't fully withdrawn. If the Ancestral Witch orders us into battle later, we might still need the Eastern King's help. Let him off for now, and we can settle accounts with him later." Hou Yi bent down, draped an arm over Gungun's shoulder, and spoke to it.

"Exactly. You're not the only one who's angry, Brother Gungun. I honestly thought it would be some incredible treasure, but it turned out to be him. Hmph! Brother Gungun, let's put the bigger picture first. Once things here are settled, I'll go with you to teach him a lesson. How does that sound?" Xingtian urged Gungun as well.

"Do you really mean it?" Gungun looked from Hou Yi to Xingtian and asked them.

"We do."

"Absolutely," Hou Yi and Xingtian said.

"Good!" Hearing their answers, Gungun plopped down with a thump, only for its expression to change as pain shot through its backside.

Damn it, that Eastern King had really put it through hell! The great god Gungun had been extraordinary from birth and possessed the Heaven-Swallowing Earth-Devouring Divine Ability. How had it ended up encountering someone as indigestible as the Eastern King?

"Phew!" It closed its eyes and took a deep breath to recover a little, then opened them and said to Hou Yi and Xingtian, "All right. Since you two Great Shamans have said so, I'll let that irritating Eastern King off for now."

"Good. Brother Gungun truly knows how to put the bigger picture first."

"Exactly, exactly."

"But!" Gungun continued, "I've thought of how to teach him a lesson later. Right now, I'm willing to do it myself, but I'm afraid that when the time comes, I'll get lazy again... won't have time to go. So I hope you two Great Shamans can do it in my place."

"Do what?"

"Seduce the women the Eastern King likes!" Gungun said with a perfectly serious face.

Hou Yi: "..."

Xingtian: "..."

The two Great Shamans' expressions instantly froze. Do... do what?

Ignoring their reaction, Gungun continued, "Everyone says that immortal, the Eastern King, is purest yang and has never cared for women. But what sort of bear am I, the great god Gungun? An ancestral bear! I could tell at a glance that he wasn't that sort of immortal. I'm certain he'll fall for female immortals in the future, and lots of very beautiful ones at that. When that happens, Great Shamans, it'll be your turn to act. You must go up to the female immortals he likes and do everything you can to show off your good points. For example, Great Shaman Hou Yi, don't you love growing flowers? Give those fairies flowers."

Hou Yi: "I..."

"Great Shaman Xingtian, don't you train your physique every day? Show those fairies your abs when the time comes. If that doesn't work, let them touch them for free."

Xingtian: "I..."

"Finally, tell them who you are: Great Shamans of the Witch Race, mighty Quasi-Saints. With that, I'm sure you'll be able to seduce all those fairies and make the Eastern King taste the bitterness of heartbreak. What do you think of teaching him a lesson like that?" At some point during its speech, Gungun had begun laughing happily. It turned its head back and forth to ask Hou Yi and Xingtian on either side.

"Well, we..." Hou Yi and Xingtian wiped the sweat from their foreheads at the same time, unsure how to answer.

Leaving aside whether this was a good way to teach the Eastern King a lesson, and whether he would actually fall for lots of beautiful female immortals in the future, the real problem was that neither of them could bring themselves to seduce fairies!

We... have our dignity.

"You must be thinking that you have your dignity, right?" Gungun continued.

"Huh?"

"What?"

Hou Yi and Xingtian froze. How does Brother Gungun know what we're thinking? Could it... have used the Mind-Listening Technique on us? Impossible. We didn't sense a thing.

"I didn't use the Mind-Listening Technique on you. It's just that everything you're thinking is written plainly on your faces. Great Shamans, let me tell you: dignity is an external possession, something you can take or leave. Beautiful fairies are a necessity, something you cannot do without!" Gungun lectured Hou Yi and Xingtian.

"Is that so?" Suddenly, Houtu's voice rang out behind Gungun.