Please Welcome the Next Victim

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches, accompanied by the Great Witch Jiu Feng, have come especially to congratulate fellow Daoist Nu Wa on finding her opportunity to attain the Dao."

Hearing this voice, Liu Mang's eyes lit up.

[I knew it. How could Nu Wa's path to enlightenment possibly go so smoothly?]

[See? Trouble's here!]

They said that when people fought in Hong Huang, the moment they made a move, the heavens would collapse and the earth would split, mountains and rivers would be wiped out.

Liu Mang had only ever seen that in novels before. Today, he finally had the chance to watch it live.

[What a shame there are no sunflower seeds, peanuts, or beer. Otherwise, wouldn't this be more exciting than watching Avengers 4?]

Though excited, Liu Mang did not forget the important matter at hand. He edged behind Fu Xi, leaving only his head exposed, and did not forget to remind him.

"Uncle, if you can't win later, then when you run, make sure—make absolutely sure—you take me with you!"

Before he had even finished speaking, Fu Xi vanished with a whoosh. The next instant, he appeared before the Wu Clan delegation.

Riding the wind through empty space, Fu Xi stood in the void, his robes billowing around him. Looking at the Wu Clan members who had stopped, he slowly spoke.

"Fu Xi thanks all of you Wu Clan fellow Daoists! But this concerns my Younger Sister's attainment of the Dao. I ask that you all halt here!"

[This uncle's not bad. When something happens, he really does step up!]

Seeing his designated shield disappear, Liu Mang turned and ran behind Nu Wa. As he ran, he did not forget to grumble inwardly.

[His courage is beyond question, but his brain doesn't work too well.]

[They haven't even made a move yet, and there he goes, delivering himself right into their encirclement!]

Originally, seeing Fu Xi step forward and face the Twelve Ancestral Witches alone, Nu Wa had felt deeply moved. But just as that spark of emotion rose, Liu Mang's words hit it like a basin of icy water, extinguishing it with a hiss.

Nu Wa looked closely and saw that the situation was exactly as Liu Mang had described.

Though the six-foot Fu Xi stood suspended in the air and looked imposing enough, when one drew back their gaze, Fu Xi standing before Ancestral Witches over twenty meters tall looked like nothing more than a pendant hanging from one of their chests—without the slightest intimidation.

[Isn't this just a fool? What difference is there from giving himself away for free?]

You unfilial son, stop talking!

If you keep talking, I'm going to start wondering whether my Elder Brother has something wrong with his head. How did I never notice he was this reckless before?

Elder Brother, you can't blame your Younger Sister for this! This unfilial son's poison has simply sunk too deep into your Younger Sister.

Hou Tu and Di Jiang exchanged a glance, then turned back to Fu Xi. With a radiant smile, Hou Tu said, "Fellow Daoist Fu Xi is right. It should be so!"

The moment Hou Tu finished speaking, the bodies of the Ancestral Witches shrank from over twenty meters to around two meters in the blink of an eye.

Though they still appeared larger than Fu Xi, this was already the limit to which they, with their quasi-Sage cultivation, could reduce their bodies.

The twelve Ancestral Witches lined up in a row and greeted Fu Xi one by one.

Liu Mang also understood that, given the current situation, a fight definitely would not break out.

But thinking about it, that made sense. Though conflict had already arisen between the Witch and Demon Clans, this was not yet the beginning of the great tribulation. They were all merely trivial squabbles, and the two clans had not yet reached the point of being like fire and water. It was not yet the time to crack each other's skulls open over a single disagreement.

As harmony returned to the scene, Liu Mang began properly observing the Wu Clan members. The more he looked, the more he marveled inwardly.

[So this is the Wu Clan?]

[Those physiques are like bodybuilding coaches'. If they opened a gym in modern times, wouldn't they make a fortune? Look at those solid biceps, look at those abs packed with power!]

[Hiss, why are this Wu Clan brother's pectorals so outrageously huge?]

[Oh, I looked wrong. This is a witch!]

After listening for so long, Nu Wa truly could not bear it anymore!

Pah, you lecher, did you really look wrong?

Your eyeballs are practically glued to her body. I'm too embarrassed to even expose you!

Nu Wa felt that if Liu Mang kept going, her Dao heart might become unstable and her attainment of the Dao would turn into bubbles. With a wave of her little hand, she hurriedly sent Liu Mang away.

The next instant, Liu Mang appeared beside Fu Xi. When she had taken Fu Xi away earlier, she had discovered that once they were separated by a certain distance, she could no longer hear Liu Mang's inner voice.

With Liu Mang's appearance, everyone's gazes gathered on him as well.

Ancestral Witch Di Jiang asked, "And this is...?"

Fu Xi brought Liu Mang out from beside him and pulled him forward as he introduced him to the Ancestral Witches.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce him. This is the race created by my Younger Sister—the Human Race. My Younger Sister has taken him as her adopted son, so he is also my nephew."

"Liu Mang, come and greet the esteemed Ancestral Witches."

Xuan Du (at this moment): Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Liu Mang flashed what he believed was a handsome smile, took a step back, and cupped his hands toward the Ancestral Witches.

"Liu Mang of the Human Race greets the esteemed Ancestral Witches and Great Witch. I have long heard of the Ancestral Witches' great renown. To meet you today is the fortune of three lifetimes."

Seeing Liu Mang's actions, Fu Xi's mouth twitched, and he forced an unnatural smile.

Fortunate my ass~

And besides, you were born less than a day ago. What three lifetimes could you possibly have?

Besides, were you seriously taking a step back?

You really are my own nephew, never forgetting to put your uncle in front to take the hit.

You're something else. So lofty.

You leave the dying to me, using my life to cover your escape.

Di Jiang naturally failed to grasp the meaning behind Liu Mang's little move. Instead, he looked Liu Mang up and down, then nodded in satisfaction.

This Human Race fellow wasn't bad. He even took a step back when paying his respects.

Especially when he heard Liu Mang say he had long admired the Ancestral Wu's great names, Di Jiang could not help throwing back his head and bursting into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Little brother, you sure know how to talk. You're just a little too skinny—you need something to nourish yourself!"

After Di Jiang said that, the other Ancestral Wu all looked at the scrawny Liu Mang and nodded in unison.

Liu Mang smiled politely. "Ah, you came, so why bring anything with you?"

Huh??

Hearing Liu Mang's words, Di Jiang was dumbfounded.

Did I say I brought anything? When did I ever say such nonsense?

Seeing Liu Mang extend a hand toward him to ask for a gift, Di Jiang helplessly turned to look at the other Ancestral Wu behind him.

Zhu Rong was supporting Gong Gong by the waist. "Hey, Third Brother, didn't you say your back hurt? We happen to have time—I'll give you some cupping."

For a moment, some were doing cupping, some were sharpening scissors, some were planting trees, all of them busier than bees.

Looking at the expectant look on Liu Mang's face, Di Jiang gave an awkward laugh and spoke.

"Haha, right, right. Today, Fellow Daoist Nu Wa has taken you as her adopted son. We really should offer a gift."

As he spoke, Di Jiang reached into his personal space and pulled out a Spiritual Fruit.

Watching Liu Mang's maneuver, Fu Xi's eyes went wide with disbelief.

This fucking works? Just like that, he got a Spiritual Fruit?

That's way faster than earning money by telling fortunes for people!

Liu Mang immediately hugged the Spiritual Fruit, his face beaming with delight.

"Thank you, Uncle Di Jiang. Your hospitality is making me a little embarrassed. When I have time, I'll definitely come visit the Wu Clan."

Huh? I can't fucking see where you're embarrassed at all!

If you'd moved any faster, I would've thought my Spiritual Fruit could teleport!

And you're even thinking of visiting the Wu Clan? Haven't you caused enough havoc for me already?

Have mercy, don't come to the Wu Clan. Those Wu Clan children can't withstand being wrecked by you like this!

But ideals were always plump, while reality was painfully skinny.

Liu Mang turned to look at Zhu Jiuyin. Without saying a word, he simply widened his eyes, his gaze filled with hope and longing.

Damn it! You want to watch my Mother attain the Dao—did you think you could watch for free?

Today, every last one of you is leaving something behind, or I, Liu Mang, am a dog!

Zhu Jiuyin had intended to ignore Liu Mang, but he had underestimated just how thick Liu Mang's skin was.

In the end, seeing that he could not avoid it, he could only take out a Spiritual Treasure and give it to Liu Mang.

After making the rounds, Liu Mang had not only gained several uncles and a little aunt, Hou Tu.

The treasures in his hands were piled higher than he was, so numerous that he could not even hold them all.

He had not spared a single person present. Even Jiu Feng had been swindled out of a Wu Clan child's toy!

After all that, everyone kept far away from Liu Mang, terrified that his next words would be asking for more gifts.

Drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, Liu Mang stared fiercely at the pile of treasures before him, his eyes gleaming like those of a starving wolf.

"I'm rich, I'm rich! Please welcome the next victim!"