At this moment on Golden Ao Island.
Some disciples who had not yet collapsed from the alcohol also wore looks of deep envy.
"Hm? Is the Ancestral Witch Houtu also here to visit Senior Brother Changqing?"
"Hehe, Senior Brother Changqing's fortune truly makes the likes of us green with envy."
"In the past there were the two divine maidens Xihe and Changxi, and today there is the Ancestral Witch Houtu."
"Only Senior Brother Changqing could possibly command such regard from the divine maidens of all factions."
Emboldened by the wine, the disciples made no effort to hide their feelings.
By comparison, a visit from such a high-profile divine maiden specifically sought out to pay respects drew even more attention than the descent of sages like Laozi, Yuanshi, or even Hongjun.
After all, to an existence like Houtu, ordinary cultivators were not even worth a second glance.
Yet Gu Changqing could make these divine maidens make a special trip to see him-what kind of immense "romantic fortune" was this?
Only.
Unlike the disciples.
At this moment, Tongtian furrowed his brow slightly as he looked toward the perimeter of Golden Ao Island.
"Houtu?"
"Why has she come here?"
From the bottom of his heart, Tongtian was actually unwilling to let Gu Changqing have too deep of an association or entanglement with Houtu.
No matter what, the Witch and Demon Clans were the protagonists of the current Measureless Calamity of heaven and earth.
Either side bore massive karmic burdens that were difficult to resolve.
Previously, Gu Changqing had already completely severed ties and turned hostile with the Demon Race.
Now, if he were to grow too close to Houtu as well, he would truly become embroiled within the Measureless Calamity.
As for the so-called "romantic fortune" imagined by all living beings, Tongtian scoffed