She kept embellishing the story: "I tried to stop him before, but he wouldn't listen to me. I never expected him to be so bold later... He's become very close to humans! — How close? He's almost at the point of marrying a human girl!"
As Yi coughed up blood, he struggled to his feet, bowing his head deeply: "Master, I..."
"Don't call me master! I don't have a wicked disciple like you!"
Yi knew that Dijiang would be angry when he returned, but he did not expect him to be this angry. Houtu kept fanning the flames, and the other ancestral witches were all shocked and remained silent.
Shebishi looked around, coughed twice, and tried to dissuade him: "Brother, he knows he was wrong. Just punish him and that's it..."
Houtu said, "You know what you did wrong, but you don't understand, brother. Yi is too audacious! Guess why those demons agreed to cooperate? It's because he took the Crimson Bow to meet with the demons!"
Shebi Shiqi glared fiercely at Houtu.
Has she gone mad? Why is she saying all sorts of things?
Now, won't the elder brother be even angrier?
Just as Shebishi had predicted, Dijiang's face turned ashen in an instant, and the red bow was as if it had been pulled off Yi's back by an invisible hand and slammed hard to the ground!
With a crisp snap, the newly repaired bow cracked open again, and Tongsu screamed as Dijiang yanked her soul out of the bow.
She was lifted up by the neck by an invisible spiritual force, her fat hands and broken legs struggling desperately, but Dijiang tightened his grip on her even more, the ancestral witch's vast power fiercely seeping in, almost annihilating her entire soul!
"Let...let go..."
She felt her blood surging wildly in her temples, her head feeling like it was about to explode under the weight of something, and she was in so much pain that her whole body was convulsing.
Yi suddenly looked up: "Master! No!"
Dijiang let out a laugh, his spiritual power suddenly tightening. Tongsu let out a scream as her soul instantly dissipated, its last wisps falling into the bow.
"After this, she'll never be able to turn back into human form! Let Gong digest her mind on her own; once she's completely dead, she'll never cause trouble again!"
Dijiang's face flashed with a fierce light, and his tone became increasingly sinister. His original furious expression slowly froze and melted away, but his aura was clearly even more terrifying.
"I picked you up from the human race. You wanted to help the human race, right? Then go and stay there! When you realize your mistake, come back obediently!"
"...Master...Master?"
"roll!"
"Hey, which tribe are you from? What brings you here?"
"I... I am called Da Yi. I grew up in the forest and I am twenty years old. I am an archer. Our tribe was just defeated and I fled here for my life."
"Then come and stay with us. Our Gaoyang tribe is under the jurisdiction of the Xuanyuan tribe. Our leader, Gan Huang, is the grandson of the Yellow Emperor. We welcome a strongman like you. Hey, is that bow on your back your weapon?"
"Yes."
"How did it crack? Can a cracked bow still be used? Why don't you get a new one?"
"...No need, I'll fix it."
"Fine, if you insist. — You're quite a strange person."
Yi temporarily settled in the Gaoyang tribe. He was assigned a small stone house, which was extremely simple, with only a straw bed to sleep on. But he didn't care. He casually sat on the bed and took the bow off his back.
The bow's color was dull, appearing dark and without luster, and it was riddled with fine cracks, showing no trace of the brilliance it once possessed when it wounded Jumang with an arrow.
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