Qilin Chen scratched his head sheepishly and said,
"Senior, just now two people came to visit Master and Martial Uncle. I told them Master and Martial Uncle were not here. They then asked about the two of you. Seeing that they were not good people, I told them you were out!"
Zhenyuanzi poured Qilin Chen a cup of tea and said,
"And you thought it was something! It's nothing. What did they look like?"
Qilin Chen took a sip of tea and replied,
"They were dressed strangely. Oh, and they also claimed to be Jie Yin and Zhun Ti. I didn't believe their nonsense because they didn't look like good people!"
Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun's hands trembled as they held their teacups, nearly dropping them!
Dressed strangely, not looking like good people – weren't these Jie Yin and Zhun Ti?
This brat actually treated Saints like that? It was a miracle he came back alive!
However, the brat was actually right. Those two were indeed not good people!
Seeing Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun looking at him strangely, Qilin Chen quietly put down his teacup and lowered his head, asking in a small voice,
"Two seniors, are those two your friends?"
Zhenyuanzi knew he had misunderstood and said,
"We are not familiar with them!"
Hearing this, Qilin Chen finally relaxed. After finishing his tea, he left Wuzhuang Guan!
After Qilin Chen left, Hong Yun looked at Zhenyuanzi and said,
"Why do you think the two Saints came to Kunlun?"
Zhenyuanzi chuckled and said,
"Perhaps they came to thank you? After all, you played a great role in their path to sainthood?"
Hong Yun gave a bitter smile and said,
"Stop teasing me. Now, I have to avoid them whenever I see them! To have a favor with a Saint. I suppose I'm the first."
Zhenyuanzi sighed and said irritably,
"You finally realize that! Now those two owe you too much. I fear they might turn against you! After all, it's about the position of Saint!"
Hong Yun also sighed. As Zhenyuanzi said, those two indeed owed him too much. Ever since he had yielded his position to them, they had never mentioned it again, unlike those who would repay a kindness!
Seeing Hong Yun's worried expression, Zhenyuanzi comforted him,
"Don't worry! As long as we don't leave Kunlun, they won't dare to cause trouble here. After all, this is the dojo of three Saints! They wouldn't dare offend three fellow Daoists!"
Hong Yun gave a bleak smile and said,
"That's all we can do!"
Zhenyuanzi saw Hong Yun's unhappiness and said,
"Alright! Alright! What's done is done. It's useless to talk about it now! Besides, I'm here to keep you company! Even if you can't leave Kunlun, you won't be alone, will you?"
Hearing this, Hong Yun thought it was true. Regret was useless now. He said,
"Brother Yu Shi Tong Jun, thank you!"
At Buzhou Mountain, in Pangu Hall, Houtu always felt something in the distant mists drawing her out of Pangu Hall!
This feeling had appeared after Nuwa created humans. However, Houtu had been busy practicing the Twelve Celestial Demon Array with the other eleven Ancestral Witches and hadn't paid much attention to it. Now, this feeling was becoming increasingly intense, making it impossible for Houtu to concentrate!
Seeing Houtu often lost in thought, the eleven Ancestral Witches stopped the Twelve Celestial Demon Array halfway through its operation!
The Ancestral Witches asked,
"Little sister, what's wrong?"
Houtu explained her situation! The Ancestral Witches looked at each other, having never encountered such a situation. Di Jiang said,
"Sister Houtu, since that is the case, follow the subtle attraction and go out. Perhaps this is your destiny!"
Houtu nodded and said,
"Thank you, big brother!"
After speaking, Houtu left Pangu Hall and felt the attraction pulling her.
Houtu frowned. When she was in Pangu Hall, she could still sense a general direction. After leaving Pangu Hall, Houtu felt as if the attraction was emanating from the heavens and earth themselves, felt from all directions. Su Dan Novel Network
Houtu was shocked. She had never encountered such a feeling before!
In the past, anything that attracted her had a fixed direction; it had never been so ethereal and elusive!
Or perhaps it was this world that was attracting her! But how was that possible? Houtu was startled by her own thought!
Unable to determine the exact location, Houtu wandered aimlessly through the Primordial World.
As Houtu walked across the primordial land, she discovered scattered souls floating in the world, with humans being the majority!
Houtu was utterly puzzled. These humans were the foundation of Nuwa's sainthood. They were born with innate Dao bodies and did not have to undergo the trial of transformation!
Logically, this race should have shone brightly. She hadn't expected them to be so weak!
Houtu traveled everywhere, collecting all the souls she encountered. Houtu didn't know why she was doing this, but a feeling as if guided by destiny compelled her to do so!
Houtu wandered through the Primordial World until she reached the Nether Blood Sea, where she finally stopped!
As Houtu stopped, the souls she had collected automatically left her and drifted towards the sky above the Nether Blood Sea!
Houtu's brow furrowed. Looking at the massive number of dead souls in the sky above the Nether Blood Sea, for some reason, Houtu felt a surge of compassion!
The Nether Blood Sea was a place of extreme filth. When Pangu fought against the three thousand Chaotic Demon Gods during the creation of the world, although Pangu had killed most of the chaotic spirits, he had also sustained internal injuries, causing his blood to stagnate. After Pangu transformed into all things, this stagnant blood absorbed the most impure and evil energies of heaven and earth, forming the Nether Blood Sea.
After living beings in the world perished, as long as their souls were not scattered, they would involuntarily come here.
And after Houtu's arrival, those dead souls involuntarily let out mournful cries!
In the Nether Blood Sea, Patriarch Styx was disturbed by the sound and rushed out to investigate. Styx found that the number of dead souls in the sky above the Nether Blood Sea had increased significantly!
Seeing Houtu, Styx frowned. Although he did not fear the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he was not their match. He stepped forward and offered a customary greeting.
Houtu saw Styx and returned the礼.
Houtu had seen this Styx once in Zixiao Palace. Some time ago, after Nuwa created humans and attained sainthood, Styx emulated Nuwa and, remarkably, managed to create a race of Asuras, becoming quite famous in the Primordial World!
Seeing Styx, Houtu asked,
"Fellow Daoist Styx, as the master of this Nether Blood Sea, you must know why there are so many dead souls!"
Hearing this, Styx sighed and said,
"Since the emergence of the human race, the number of dead souls here has been increasing daily. Humans reproduce too quickly, yet have short lifespans!"
Upon hearing this, Houtu could not help but exclaim,
"The strong live eternally, with long lives! The weak are slaughtered at will, unable to control their own destiny! How tragic!"