Inside the Earth Emperor Hall in the Netherworld.
As Heavenly Emperor, Gungun knew nothing about Yao Ji's bullshit. First, no one had told him, and second, he simply did not care.
After all, although Mortal Longing violated the Heavenly Laws laid down by Yuanshi, it was hardly anything important to the great god Gungun. Besides, in his eyes, Yao Ji was a dispensable presence who did not warrant his attention at all.
Even her future son, Yang Jian, the strongest third-generation disciple of the Mystic Gate, was nothing special in Gungun's eyes. Compared with Yinglong, the strongest second-generation disciple, he fell far short!
"Wooo~" At that moment, he was sitting most inelegantly beside Houtu's legs, eating dried ferocious beast meat from a jar.
"Smack, smack~" His sharp teeth worked through the jerky, and rhythmic chewing sounds came from Gungun's mouth.
Houtu did not find the noise annoying. After so many years, she had long since grown used to it.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, seated cross-legged in the seat of honor, she sensed something. She opened her eyes, performed a finger divination, and murmured, "Yao Ji..."
Gungun's two furry ears twitched. He reached a paw into the jar for more jerky and asked Houtu between mouthfuls, "Ancestral Witch, what happened to that shrew?"
"Shrew?"
"Yao Ji, of course." Back when he had gone into Chaos to retrieve the Forestwood Demon God's body, that woman had actually dared to ambush him. A female immortal like that was a shrew, not remotely ladylike.
Hearing that Gungun meant Yao Ji by "shrew," Houtu's raised brows relaxed. She said leisurely, "Some Heavenly Emperor you are. A deity in the Heavenly Court has violated the Heavenly Laws, and you don't even know."
"I'm not the Judicial Heavenly God. Why should I know about things like that?" Gungun said