Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

All three were Great Immortals, and their speed was incredibly fast. Yet, after three months of running, they arrived at a plain. What they saw was "corpses covering the mountains and plains," all kinds of strangely shaped skeletons. Some shamans even used these bones to build houses. This was the scene for miles around.

Xuanbao: ...

Xuanbao felt somewhat physically uncomfortable after watching it; it was strange that even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could experience physical discomfort.

"Is this the Houtu tribe?" Xuanbao asked uncertainly. If he remembered correctly, the Houtu he saw in Zixiao Palace had eyes full of compassion. As the later Pingxin Niangniang, the ruler of the underworld, you're telling me she actually lived in this kind of environment?

Upon hearing Xuanbao's question, Kuafu, standing to the side, boasted with a delighted expression, "How about it? Aren't you brothers Xuanbao quite 'magnificent'?"

Xuanbao didn't see anything "grand" about it; he only saw barbarity, backwardness, ferocity, brutality, and so on. However, seeing the scene before him, Xuanbao finally understood why the myriad races of the prehistoric world, under the call of Dijun and Taiyi, quickly established the demon race. There was no other way; the myriad races of the prehistoric world had suffered under the witch race for too long. The witch race needed a lot of energy to cultivate their bodies, but since they had no primordial spirit, they could not absorb innate spiritual energy. So, they had no choice but to eat them. The other races besides the witch race were now in deep trouble. The area within billions of miles of the witch tribe was basically wiped out by eating them. Moreover, the witch race not only ate the demons but also used the bones of their own kind to build houses, "casting Jingguan" (a mound of bones). Even uncles and aunts could not tolerate it and would definitely unite to kill the witch race.

Fortunately, the Wu tribe does not have a large population with fertility problems; at its peak, it only had a little over 100 million people. If the Wu tribe had over 10 billion people, they would probably have devoured all the land in the prehistoric world.

While Xuanbao was secretly complaining, the three of them entered the Houtu tribe. No one stepped forward to stop them. After all, with two great shamans leading the way, what was there to question?

Brother Xuanbao, you can walk around with Kuafu for a bit. I'll go and inform the Ancestral Witch Houtu. As soon as Houyi entered the tribe, he said, "Go and inform the Ancestral Witch Houtu."

Xuanbao and Kuafu strolled around the tribe, but after a while, Xuanbao began to regret it. Not that he regretted strolling, but he regretted coming to the Wu tribe. It was an eyesore, utterly an eyesore! Can you imagine? They were playing the hymn of life right there in broad daylight, without even trying to hide it from anyone? Xuanbao thought about it and realized it made sense; these days, there was no concept of heaven, earth, or human relationships.

There were also some sorcerers there eating the demons raw, without any processing whatsoever, just opening their mouths and gnawing on them, the bloodstains everywhere. Xuanbao's face turned green at the sight, he realized he shouldn't have coveted that innate spiritual treasure.

After an unknown amount of time, Hou Yi finally arrived. "Brother Xuanbao, the Ancestral Witch Houtu wants to see you!" Upon hearing that Houtu wanted to see him, Xuanbao took a deep breath, suppressing his discomfort, and followed Hou Yi to the place where the Ancestral Witch Houtu was. The sights he saw along the way gave him a more direct and profound understanding of the Witch Clan.

Finally, they arrived at a cave. There were no demon corpses around the cave. Xuanbao looked up and saw a tall, elegant woman sitting at the head of the table. Although she wore a simple yellow robe, she could not hide the compassionate aura emanating from her.

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, looked at Xuanbao with a hint of amusement in her eyes and said, "Oh, isn't this my little junior nephew?" Why are you short of spiritual treasures again?

Ahem, I'm still a little embarrassed by what Houtu said. No, no, no, I met Kuafu and Houyi at Buzhou Mountain and learned that you were nearby, so I came here to pay you a visit.

When Houtu heard Xuanbao say he was coming to visit her, she didn't believe a word of it. She had witnessed firsthand how eloquent Xuanbao was; he could even con people into giving away several innate spiritual treasures with just his words.

"Come on, you smooth talker. Hou Yi told me that you have a knack for grilling meat, and it's incredibly delicious. Grill some for me to try."

Just as Houtu was speaking, Houyi, who had already gone out, carried a bull demon of the Golden Immortal Realm, as big as a small mountain, and threw it in front of Xuanbao.

Xuanbao: ...

Left with no other choice, Xuanbao became Houtu's personal barbecue chef once again. Before long, a batch of fresh beef skewers was ready, and the aroma alone drew in all the shamans of Houtu's tribe. Houtu picked up a skewer and put it in her mouth, her eyes widening instantly, her face lighting up with delight: "This tastes so wonderful!"

Seeing this, the other shamans also crowded around, their eyes fixed on the meat skewers in Houtu's hands. Houtu waved her hand and said, "Line up! Houyi will go and get more demon corpses." The shamans immediately formed a long queue.

Xuanbao: ...Okay! Looking at the long line in front of him, his hands were probably smoking from all the grinding. Xuanbao was extremely busy, constantly grilling meat skewers. Later, when he had no other choice, he took out the Eternal Spear and extended it, skewering several cleaned demons and then grilling a whole cow. He waved the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan and grilled continuously for 50 years. The shamans of the entire Houtu tribe were only half full, while Xuanbao, who had been a barbecue master for 50 years, felt completely exhausted...

The Eternal Spear: ...

Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan: ...

Houtu, still gnawing on a beef leg, glanced at Xuanbao, who looked utterly dejected, and smiled slightly. With one hand free, she took out a high-grade innate spiritual treasure and tossed it to the seemingly lifeless Xuanbao. Sure enough, the previously listless Xuanbao instantly revived, catching the high-grade innate spiritual treasure in mid-air. "Hmph, you're just a little money-grubber," Houtu thought, realizing she'd seen through it all long ago.

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Breaking Spear, not bad at all." Seeing the top-grade innate spiritual treasure in his hand, Xuan Bao was a little embarrassed. He originally thought it should be a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, or at most a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure. He didn't expect Hou Tu to be so generous and give him a top-grade innate spiritual treasure directly. Xuan Bao just wanted to say, "Rich woman, I'm hungry..."

After thinking for a moment, Xuanbao took out a jar from his spatial storage. This was Xuanbao's treasure. Because Xuanbao had many spiritual roots, he used these innate spiritual fruits to brew more than 1000 jars of "wine" in his spare time. Since it hadn't been long, Xuanbao himself hadn't been willing to taste it.

"Hmm! What is this?" Seeing Xuanbao carefully take out a jar, Houtu felt very strange and simply asked.

"liquor"!

What is wine?

"Wine is something that can make people happy." As the two exchanged questions, Houtu's interest was successfully piqued. Xuanbao didn't hold back and directly opened the wine seal, instantly filling the air with the aroma of wine.

Glug, glug...

The two men's mouths watered at the aroma of the wine. "It smells so good! I want to have a taste!" Xuanbao didn't hesitate and took two stone bowls from the side. The wine was crystal clear when it entered the bowls, and it even exuded a Daoist aura. It was clearly not an ordinary thing.

Xuanbao said that he had used countless innate spiritual fruits to brew this, and that even if a mortal could not become a Golden Immortal in one go, it was still possible to become a Celestial Immortal.

Smelling the fragrant aroma of the wine, Houtu couldn't resist any longer. She downed half a bowl in one gulp. "Sigh~~" Good, this wine is excellent! Houtu finished the wine with a face full of joy and exclaimed, "Xuanbao, can I call you Xiaobao? This wine is wonderful, fill my bowl again!" Xuanbao smiled and poured Houtu another bowl. He also took a sip himself, and the taste was indeed quite good. Houtu and Xuanbao drank bowl after bowl, and soon Houtu's face flushed, and her eyes became hazy.

Xuanbao: What the hell is Xiaobao? Xuanbao felt very ashamed, but looking at the somewhat drunk Houtu, he couldn't refute her.

"Little Bao, what do you think of our Witch Clan?" Hou Tu, who was already drunk, suddenly asked.

Having drunk quite a bit, Xuanbao, upon hearing Houtu ask about the state of his Wu tribe, blurted out without thinking, "The Wu tribe is facing annihilation, surrounded by enemies on all sides..."

Seeing Xuanbao talking non-stop, but it didn't sound like he was using any nice words?