121: My house is quite big.

Just as everyone was fighting with real fire, their minds entirely focused on the battle.

In the valley, after the Gourd Vine absorbed some three lights divine water, it had already recovered some vitality.

It shook its vines, signaling that it was ready.

Qing Wu nodded and directly summoned the measuring heaven ruler to weigh it.

"Come!"

The measuring heaven ruler hung in mid-air, and the golden light of Karma poured down like flowing water, enveloping the entire Gourd Vine.

The vigorous vines seemed to have spirituality; the branch at the very top slowly reached out, climbing onto the ruler's body like a wandering snake.

Then, as this branch continuously spiraled upwards, the entire Gourd Vine was lifted up, roots and all.

Although the Gourd Vine grew quite long, it was still somewhat insignificant before this measuring heaven ruler capable of measuring heaven and earth.

Even though the measuring heaven ruler was not currently in its form for measuring heaven and earth, as soon as the Gourd Vine touched the ruler's body, it was suppressed by an absolute Law into a small plant.

The Gourd Vine wrapped around the measuring heaven ruler and landed in Qing Wu's hand. "Rest for now. Once you recover your Origin Qi, we shall continue the Dao."

Putting the measuring heaven ruler back into his sleeve, he turned his head and discovered two figures approaching from this direction.

"Phoenix Sister!"

Seeing Yuan Feng, Nuwa walked over quickly with a Face full of joy.

Fuxi followed closely behind, wearing a gentle smile.

"So it is Little Sister Nuwa." Yuan Feng turned around, the corners of her lips slightly raised, a trace of genuine joy flashing in her eyes.

"Little Sister, do not be rude."

Seeing his little sister being somewhat impolite, Fuxi cupped his hands and bowed: "Greetings to both Fellow Daoists. It has been a long time, and your elegance is even greater than before."

Qing Wu nodded gently in return, "You as well, Fellow Daoist."

Nuwa had already affectionately linked arms with Yuan Feng: "Sister, did you just obtain some Opportunity?"

"It is this. If you like it, Little Sister, just take it."

Yuan Feng pointed to the mass of constantly flowing soil below and said.

This soil was mysterious yellow in color, shaped like flowing sand grains, and contained infinite vitality. A single grain could transform into a ten-thousand-foot mountain; it was none other than the Breathing Soil.

Seeing Nuwa approach, the Breathing Soil also developed a sense of affinity towards her.

"This thing seems to have a predestined affinity with you."

Nuwa's heart stirred upon seeing this soil; she truly felt she had a predestined affinity with it. Without standing on ceremony, she bent down and collected the Breathing Soil.

Immediately after, she linked arms with Yuan Feng again, her smile blooming like a flower.

"Thank you, Sister. In the future, if Sister has any instructions, Little Sister will certainly serve."

As each gourd was successively taken into the hands of those with a predestined affinity, the Gourd Vine was also collected.

The various divine lights and strange phenomena that had originally enveloped this place gradually dissipated.

Everyone outside also realized that the Opportunity had been collected unknowingly.

In the end, they had all just wasted their efforts for nothing.

Some were even chased and beaten thoroughly by the Ancestral Witches, but they could only swallow their anger.

The Ancestral Witches were already blinded by battle-fury; if they didn't run now, when would they?

Streaks of light scattered in all directions, and the crowd immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

The Ancestral Witches did not give chase; they had originally come just to join in the excitement. Now that they had fought to their heart's content, their goal had been achieved.

It was just that they had repeatedly set themselves against many Innate Sacred Beings, creating some Karma with the other party to varying degrees.

Although they didn't acknowledge it—forgetting about it once they had fought—they treated it all as bonding.

But those Innate Sacred Beings would not let it slide; who knows, they might have noted down their grievances in a little notebook.

The Ancestral Witches didn't care, but there was still the Wu Clan.

The current Wu Clan was growing stronger, and their footprints already covered the area around Mount Buzhou.

If they wanted to continue developing, they would likely have to expand outward and start interacting with those Innate Sacred Beings.

Houtu, who had always been the manager within the Wu Clan, was somewhat worried about the situation that their actions might bring upon the Wu Clan in the future.

"Older brothers and sisters, haven't we offended too many Innate Sacred Beings?"

"For the overall development of the Wu Clan, perhaps we could appropriately develop relationships with them."

Out of consideration for the big picture, Houtu offered some suggestions.

However, her suggestions were not taken to heart by the Ancestral Witches.

The Wu Clan did not need to develop relationships with those weak Innate Sacred Beings.

Especially not the Ancestral Witches; what Innate Sacred Beings? They were still being chased and beaten by them; none of them were worth looking at.

Gonggong rubbed his head and said: "They are all just weaklings. The only one who can fight is that Taiyi mongrel bird. If he didn't have that bell, I would definitely chase him down and beat him."

As he spoke, Gonggong glared at Zhu Rong with ill intent.

That strike Zhu Rong gave him almost made him see Father God.

"Hehe, you are right."

Zhu Rong smiled honestly, rarely agreeing with his point of view.

"Those so-called Innate Sacred Beings are, in the end, nothing more than beneficiaries of Father God's legacy, which is why they have today."

"We are the Pangus Legitimate Successors; not asking them to return it is already giving them Face."

The other Ancestral Witches laughed it off and even began to lecture Houtu.

"Innate Sacred Beings? Our Wu Clan doesn't even think much of them."

"Little Sister, as an Ancestral Witch, you are just too gentle. Look at your sister Xuanming; she caught several Innate Sacred Beings and gave them a beating. That is the way our Wu Clan should Cultivate!"

As they spoke, several Ancestral Witches lifted Houtu up.

Xuanming also started adjusting Houtu's whole body, posing her in a majestic and domineering stance.

That was the unique Ancestral Witch Stance of the Ancestral Witches, which was said to allow one to enter a battle state better and faster, and could also draw upon more of the heaven and earth's Law to reinforce oneself for battle.

No wonder Zhu Rong and Gonggong had to strike that slightly awkward pose in front of the crowd of Innate Sacred Beings; this was the purpose.

"This is correct; this is the Ancestral Witch Houtu of our Wu Clan."

"Little Sister, remember to practice this pose more in the future..."

The Ancestral Witches chatted and laughed as they returned to the Pangu Shrine together.

The worry in Houtu's heart was also temporarily suppressed by the concern of her brothers and sisters...

In the distance, Qing Wu saw that everyone had already left, and there was no good show left to watch.

He had originally thought about watching the Ancestral Witches battle the Three Pure Ones to see who was the true Pangus Legitimate Successors.

Or perhaps a preview of the fated battle between the Ancestral Witches and the Golden Crow brothers.

Unfortunately, by the time they had arranged for the Gourd Vine, both the Three Pure Ones and the Golden Crow brothers had already run off without a trace.

Those remaining were just some unnamed Innate Sacred Beings; the result was naturally that they were chased and beaten by the Ancestral Witches, with absolutely nothing worth watching.

Turning his head, he saw Nuwa and Yuan Feng again, the two of them stuck closely together, looking very intimate.

"Little Sister, how about coming to be a guest at my Immortal Volcano?"

"There are dogs that can do backflips; it is quite interesting."

"My place is also quite large; when you are tired of playing, you can go straight into seclusion to Cultivate."

"Okay, okay." Nuwa immediately agreed.

Seeing this, Qing Wu could not help but shake his head; compared to the beauty of that sisterly bond.

Beside him stood only an old male acquaintance.

He suddenly felt that Fuxi was not as appealing.

Thinking about it, the Immortal Volcano had indeed not had any guests for a long time.

Qing Wu therefore also extended an invitation to him, "Fellow Daoist, if you have nothing else to do, come along as well."

Fuxi naturally had no reason to refuse, and so the few of them left together.