Chapter 206 Feeling Like a Thorn in My Back
“I said I’d give it to you, so I meant it. Why aren’t you putting it away? If it gets stolen, your senior brother won’t be responsible for getting it back,” Chang Haoyu gently tapped Yaochi’s head with his jade fan. “You don’t have any protective magic treasures, and your senior brother is worried about you, right?”
"Besides, if my senior brother feels threatened, having one more magical treasure wouldn't make a difference," Chang Hao chuckled.
Yaochi looked at the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag in her hand. Her senior brother was right. "Don't worry, no one can take anything from me, Yaochi. If it is taken from me, I will take it back myself. You don't need to bother with me, senior brother."
Yaochi waved her hand, saying that it would be too embarrassing to ask her senior brother to intervene if they lost.
"That's good. You must keep the Primordial Pearl with you at all times. Don't forget to change the kids who are having too much fun. Remember that." Chang Hao trusted Yaochi's abilities.
In Lishan, Yaochi can protect herself and the Hongmeng Pearl without any problem, and even if Chang Hao goes out, he will return very quickly.
"Chang Hao, are you dressed like this to show off your wealth?" Tongtian was envious. Normally, Chang Hao was already extravagant and wealthy enough, but today, Tongtian realized that there was always someone better, far beyond Chang Hao's limits.
Yuanshi gazed intently at Chang Hao's black robe trimmed with gold, with silver Daoist patterns imprinted on the collar and cuffs. The sight he saw was indescribable; Chang Hao was most captivating in black.
"Is all you see financial resources?" Chang Hao wondered if Tongtian had gone crazy for money. He remembered that the trading line had been transferred to Duobao's hands, and Tongtian should be able to catch his breath.
"Yes," Tongtian said confidently, only seeing the financial resources.
"Let's go, come with me to the Chaos Realm and have a go," Chang Hao invited. As for choosing Tongtian, that was something Chang Hao had thought about carefully.
"Not inviting me?" Yuanshi also wanted to spar with Chang Hao.
"You?" Chang Hao asked in surprise. "Be good, go away. You can come and see if you want, just don't cause trouble."
Chang Hao hadn't lost his mind yet; he hadn't forgotten the outcome of Yuan Shi's sparring session with him last time.
That was a sparring match? That was called a sparring session. In the end, he had to go to Hongjun and got a good beating from him. This time, he wouldn't waste any more time.
"Excellent, let's go." Tongtian clapped his hands and laughed. He had long wanted to have a real fight with Chang Hao, but unfortunately, he had never had the chance.
Go to Chaos, where you can fight freely and have a good time.
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Houtu was very frustrated. She felt as if a butcher's knife was hanging over her head, but despite using all her methods, she couldn't find out anything.
Everything was normal for the demon race. No powerful figures joined them, and no news came out. There was a rumor that Di Jun wanted to create the Slaughtering Witch Sword, which made Hou Tu worry for a while, but the plan to create the Slaughtering Witch Sword had long been abandoned.
Houtu had also investigated and found that several major human tribes were being protected tightly by Fellow Daoist Changhao, with Zhen Yuanzi assisting them from the side. Dijun had no opportunity to take advantage of the situation and could not possibly have secretly forged the Witch-Slaying Sword again.
Di Jun only told Taiyi and Xihe about the God-Slaying Spear. He wanted to save this trump card for last, to catch the Wu Clan off guard. Of course, he would not let Houtu find out any clues.
However, Houtu still had an ominous feeling that a calamity was about to befall her, and this unknown danger of being killed made Houtu shudder.
As one of only three wise members of the Wu tribe, and currently the only one who has not been blinded by hatred and acted recklessly, Houtu's importance is undeniable, second only to Dijiang.
Houtu trusted her intuition, which had saved the Wu tribe from danger many times. Just in case, Houtu took out six drops of her essence blood and entrusted them to Dijiang for safekeeping.
"If I am truly unfortunate, with these six drops of essence blood, you can create another Ancestral Witch. Although she will be weaker, the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation can still be completed." Houtu doubted her own paranoia, but she truly felt like she had a thorn in her side.
"I recommend Jiufeng." Houtu sighed. It's a pity Houyi is dead. If he were here, he would be a very good candidate.
"Houtu, do you know what you're doing? Hurry up and retract your essence blood into your body!" Dijiang roared in a low voice. "The demon race didn't cripple us, but you're trying to cut off an arm of the witch race?"
"I really..." Houtu didn't know how to describe this feeling, "It feels like I'm being watched by a sage. Do you think it could be Nuwa?"
“Nuwa… Yes, yes, Nuwa is also a demon. Just because she hasn’t appeared doesn’t mean she won’t. The calamity is hard to overcome. Since you’ve sensed the crisis, it seems my Wu clan is in grave danger.” Dijiang said dejectedly, “Sometimes, I even doubt whether it’s right or wrong for us to cling to our last breath and refuse to submit.”
"Our Wu clan stands tall and upright, and of course we would rather die standing than live kneeling. If we must die, we will die together." Making Gonggong submit to Dijun is worse than death itself.
"Houtu, let's go fight Dijun! We won't come back until we break the Zhou Tian Star Formation! What calamity? As long as Dijun is dead, you won't face any calamity!" Zhurong was furious and charged out.
What good will all this fuss about? Just fight it out. Why bother with all the scheming and plotting? If you have nothing to lose, be upright and honest.
"Zhurong... come back..." Dijiang kicked Zhurong back into the house. "What's wrong with your brain? Houtu just extracted her essence blood, and you're saying you want to fight the demon race now? How long can the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation last?"
Dijiang returned the essence blood to Houtu, saying, "Since you feel you're being targeted, then we're in the same boat as you. The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation can't function without any of the Ancestral Witches. Keep the essence blood safe. If that day ever comes, we'll be there for you, and that will make our brotherhood worthwhile."
Houtu was filled with unease. Although she listened to Dijiang's words and withdrew her essence blood, she was still restless.
Restless and anxious, Houtu wandered around the tribe, her mood sinking further as she saw the wounded everywhere.
Unable to bear watching any longer, Houtu turned and walked towards a secluded place. The primordial wilderness was filled with malevolent energy, a far cry from the beauty she once remembered. Even the sky above was a dark, oppressive expanse, the once boundless blue sky nowhere to be seen...
"Hmph..." A dark red figure brushed past.
"Fellow Daoist Styx..." Houtu then realized that she had strolled to the vicinity of the Sea of Blood as usual. "Why did you leave as soon as you saw me?" Could it be that she had angered both the heavens and the people to this extent?
"Why do you ask when you already know the answer?" 'Styx' curled his lip, glanced at the Blood Sea, and realized that the Lich and Demon races were far inferior to Rahu, and they easily suppressed the problem of the Blood Sea.
"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist, Houtu truly does not know." Houtu found it strange; although the Styx River was eccentric and bloodthirsty, they could actually exchange a few words.
"Although Styx is bloodthirsty, you lich are even more so. Look at this sea of blood and the cries of the dying, all of which are the sins of you liches." Styx said indignantly, "Don't try to argue with me that the lich race is innocent. You and Dijun are accomplices. No one is innocent."
"Fellow Daoist Styx..." Houtu was speechless, unable to face the scattered remnants of souls on the sea of blood, which were all evidence of her crimes.
"Look who this is!" 'Styx' pulled a vacant soul from the sea of blood.
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