The first to co back to his senses was Ancestor Witch Tian Hao. He trembled violently and shouted Houtu’s na directly, clearly unable to accept what Houtu had done.
Fortunately, the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches have the sa roots and origin. Although Houtu’s face was gloomy, she did not bla Ancestor Witch Tian Hao for calling her by her na.
"Although the Demon Race has slight enmity with our clan, they are, after all, one of the beings in the Three Realms. Today, this Saint convenes this Heavenly nding gathering for the safety of the Three Realms. Since you are all Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan, how can you hold on to obsessions to persecute our Demon Daoist friends? Is it because I, Houtu, have beco a Saint that gives you the audacity?"
Houtu rebuked coldly, rendering the Witch Clan motionless on the spot, and making Ancestor Witch Tian Hao’s face turn red with anger and disbelief as he looked at Houtu.
"Cough... cough...!"
Just as everyone was in a daze, a violent coughing sound ca through. Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming struggled to stand and bowed to Houtu with trembling body, saying, "This Ancestor Witch made a grave mistake, I beg the Saint for forgiveness."
"Hmph!"
Houtu snorted coldly: "Today is the Heavenly nding gathering, ant to discuss the thods of nding the heavens. All so-called enmities must be set aside, otherwise, even though I am from the Witch Clan, I will act impartially and will not allow you to oppress others."
With righteous words and displaying saintly might, this was the stance presented by Houtu, causing the expressions of several Ancestor Witches to change, and then they all bowed and retreated.
At this mont.
The various Daoist sects and many Quasi-Saints looked on in disbelief at this scene; they couldn’t believe their eyes, and they could even less believe Houtu’s words.
Since Houtu beca a Saint, the Witch Clan could be said to have risen strongly, with the Demon Race being the first to be suppressed, while other Daoist sects had to avoid the Witch Clan completely. This was all because Houtu was backing the Witch Clan, so why the sudden change today? Houtu suddenly beca fair and selfless?
Sothing’s strange!
All the Daoist sects thought of these three words simultaneously, knowing they weren’t fools, and if they couldn’t see the issue here, they would call themselves idiots.
Is it him?
The Daoist sects and many Quasi-Saints were suddenly shocked, all focusing their gaze on Ye Xuan, eyes filled with sheer astonishnt.
This entire situation was caused by this mysterious figure. Even if Houtu was truly fair and selfless, this person showed no respect in his words toward the Saint and didn’t face Houtu’s wrath; instead, it made Houtu scold the several Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan. This alone showed this person was extraordinarily complex.
Hiss!
Soone secretly gasped, their expression changing unpredictably, as Houtu’s actions today also indirectly confird a terrifying issue. Houtu the Saint actually rebuked her clansn for the sake of this person, indicating his terrifying background.
At this mont!
Houtu furrowed her brows, glaring resentfully at the several Ancestor Witches. If not for the presence of various Daoist sects, she would have properly scolded the several Ancestor Witches long ago.
Earlier she had already warned them, saying that this Heavenly nding gathering would have an earth-shattering change and strongly advised them not to make trouble during the gathering. Yet these Ancestor Witches dared to provoke Ye Xuan, and isn’t this forcing her to stand opposed to Ye Xuan?
Fortunately, it was she who personally injured Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming; had it been Ye Xuan, how could Xuan Ming have survived? As a Saint, if she witnessed her clansman die and didn’t seek justice from Ye Xuan, where would her Saintly dignity be?
The main reason Houtu dreaded was Ye Xuan appearing at the Heavenly nding gathering, evidently to settle ancient grievances with Nuwa, Primordial, and others. This undoubtedly would trigger an earth-shattering battle. Having just beco a Saint, she absolutely did not want to get involved in this Saintly conflict but simply wanted to remain uninvolved; that was her desired outco.
Houtu lived for countless ages, and it took endless ages of sches for her to beco a Saint; she cherished her Saint position imnsely. Without so hidden cards, how would Ye Xuan dare to appear at the Heavenly nding gathering?
What’s more, never forget that the Heavenly Sect Master was on friendly terms with Ye Xuan, proving that this Heavenly nding gathering had already slipped out of her control. She could only restrain the Witch Clan, ensuring they did not clash with Ye Xuan.
"I hope you won’t mind, Daoist friend. Although my Witch Clan has a fiery temper, we are not unreasonable." Houtu smiled kindly at Ye Xuan, subtly implying that neither she nor the Witch Clan wished to partake in this conflict.
"Xuan Ming, are you not going to apologize quickly?"
Houtu’s expression cooled as she reprimanded Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming, whose face showed sha and anger. Still, under Houtu’s aggressive questioning and subtle voice transmission, he bowed to Ye Xuan.
"Xuan Ming was disrespectful to the Daoist friend earlier, I beg for rcy from the Daoist friend." Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming apologized in humiliation, yet Ye Xuan gave no response.
At this mont.
An Immortal Child had already prepared a cloud table for Ye Xuan, where he sat calmly, naturally comprehending Houtu’s intention, giving her a slight nod before lapsing into silence.
Noting that Ye Xuan had no intention to pursue the matter, Houtu breathed a sigh of relief and secretly warned the Witch Clan once again via voice transmission: no matter what happens, they must not participate.
The several Ancestor Witches were not fools, finally sensing that sothing was amiss. Clearly, even Houtu was extrely wary of this mysterious figure; naturally, they wouldn’t dare offend him.
Silent, uncanny silence.
The entire grand banquet on the auspicious clouds was engulfed in profound silence. Although Houtu concealed her attitude towards Ye Xuan, all present could discern her cautious deanor.
The various Daoist sects were filled with suspicion, abruptly realizing a terribly frightening fact: Houtu was a Saint. Besides other Saints, who else in this Heaven, Earth, and the Three Realms could make her apprehensive?
Upon realizing this terrifying matter, their gazes toward Ye Xuan grew even heavier, a creeping unease arising within, as though sothing extrely bad was about to happen at today’s Heavenly nding gathering.
Unfortunately.
Ye Xuan had no interest in the thoughts of the various Daoist sects. He remained calmly seated in the grand banquet among the clouds, while the two Demon Emperors scoffed at the Daoists, continuously filling Ye Xuan’s wine, their faces brimming with great excitent.
Rumble!
A thousand auspicious signs, Heavenly Dao Saint Light, just as the grand banquet fell into an eerie atmosphere, saw ominous flickers at the eight directions of Heaven and Earth, mighty silhouettes arriving from the depths of the stars approaching the banquet on the auspicious clouds.
Ancient Cangmang, with the booming Saintly Might, as golden rain descent and lotuses blooming mid-air heralded the arrival of Saints, compelling all the Daoist sects to withdraw their attention from Ye Xuan and hurriedly rise to prepare to welco the arrival of the major Saints.
"Who dares to provoke Houtu, forcing her to take action herself?"
A lighthearted voice echoed from the depths of the stars, pre-empting arrival as it resonated throughout the cloud-bound banquet. From the starry depths strode a magnificent figure, one of the seven great Saints, Nuwa.
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