Chapter Thirteen: The Witch Clan's Frenzied Demonic Tribe

  Everyone left the Purple Cloud Palace and went their separate ways. Zhou Cheng was about to leave when Nüwa called out to him from beside him.

  "Fourth Brother, just now in the Zi Xuan Palace, I saw Master looking at you with a different gaze. Do you really not understand anything about the path to becoming a Saint?" A woman's heart is truly very delicate and terrifying.

  "My foolish brother truly doesn't know, but I see that our Shifu's sister has a deep and profound fortune, perhaps she has already grasped the subtleties of the Grand Dao."

  "Alas, the three methods of becoming a saint are indeed numerous, but none of them are what I can hope for. Little sister knows that she is dull and cannot compare to the previous few senior brothers. In the future, when senior brothers have achieved success, don't forget to bring little sister along." Nüwa gazed at Zhou Cheng with an unyielding stare, as if determined that he knew the key to becoming a saint.

  "My foolish brother truly doesn't know, I also only heard those three great ways to become a saint from the teacher today. As for you, with your shallow and thin good fortune, it's probably difficult to thoroughly understand the mechanism of becoming a saint." Zhou Cheng had made up his mind not to speak, no matter what was said, he would only answer that he didn't know.

  "That little sister has taken her leave, everyone should come and go more often, lest the brother and sister grow apart. Little sister's Nüwa Palace is always waiting for Fourth Brother's arrival." Zhou Cheng was puzzled, he himself was so ordinary, why did that girl look up to him?

  Zhou Cheng left Tianwai Tian, restored his usual appearance, and with a stir in his heart, descended onto the vast earth of Hongyuan. He unfolded the technique of shrinking the land to inches, and began to stroll and travel. The vast earth of Hongyuan was truly boundless, and this time, after ten years of walking, he had only traversed a small corner of it.

  At this time, the Desolate Era had already been divided into three major forces: the Witch and Demon tribes, and the remaining four Dragon Kings of the Sea and those demons who were not affiliated with either of the two major forces. They did not fight with humans, nor did they contend for power or profit; they only sought to protect themselves, hiding in the mountains, swamps, or deep within the underwater dragon palaces, avoiding trouble. The people of the Witch tribe were straightforward and generous by nature, valuing strength and fists above all else. As long as their leader gave a loud shout, they would charge forward with abandon, eager for battle. In later generations, they truly became cannon fodder. Zhou thought wickedly to himself. However, in the end, both the Witch and Demon tribes became cannon fodder, mere sacrifices before the great law of the universe. The Witches and Demons were not exterminated, and the Great Desolate Era's calamity did not disappear.

  All the way, although there were no major conflicts between the two tribes of witches and demons, small-scale frictions could be seen everywhere, with lives being pitted against each other. The vast expanse of the wilderness may seem large enough to accommodate two tigers, but in reality, it was a struggle for dominance, with bloodshed inevitable. The prolonged and petty frictions were merely a catalyst for the great war that was to come, like clearing one's throat before taking the stage. Along the way, one could occasionally see the corpses of witches and demons who had died, all of whom were beyond recognition, some missing their heads or internal organs, with countless others having lost limbs. The cruelty and ruthlessness of the conflict between the two tribes was evident. In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, the people of the two tribes gradually gathered into tribes, with the witch tribe establishing the Twelve Ancestral Witch Temples, distributed throughout the four corners of the wilderness, while the demon tribe had the Eastern Emperor's Palace, situated atop the Unweek Mountain. The two major crime syndicates of the wilderness finally took shape, and those who were good at killing and fighting finally found an organization to call their own. From then on, the two sides officially began the largest-scale organized and premeditated armed conflict since the opening up of the wilderness.

  A peaceful world is about to disappear, and a gangster's paradise is coming.

  Zhou Chengxin walked, suddenly discovering that several demons in front of the mountain pass were fighting. After a moment, several monsters dragged away a woman with a loud noise, leaving behind a white cow spirit kneeling on the ground and crying painfully.

  "What's wrong with you, a big man like you crying? Is your mother dead?" Look at this Zhou Cheng, his mouth is really cheap.

  The white cow, which was crying on the ground, looked up at Zhou Cheng and said: "I am a small white cow who has become a spirit. I couldn't bear the cruelty of the demon tribe and the slaughter of the witch tribe, so I brought my family to escape and hide in this mountain with beautiful scenery and spiritual water. I don't seek fame in the world, but only seek to attain the Tao and live forever. However, not long ago, the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun required all demons who have achieved success in their cultivation to go and surrender. Those who refused would be coerced into submission by the demon soldiers using various methods."

  "How were you coerced? Wasn't it your wife who was just taken away?"

  "Woe is me! It was indeed the government officials who took away my wife and forced us to return to our duties. My wife and I were both unwilling to go, so we struggled against them, but being outnumbered, they took her away. I was afraid of hurting my poor wife, so I didn't dare to fight back with all my might, especially since she is already pregnant. If it weren't for the fear that I would be killed if I resisted, my wife and I might have been executed for disobedience."

  This white cow's cultivation is actually not weak, it has already reached the early stage of Taiyi True Immortal. No wonder those few people didn't dare to make a move. However, several monsters can bully the white cow couple like this, even several small monsters who went out on a mission have such strength. It seems that the demon clan is indeed powerful, with many people having high and profound cultivation.

  "Master Dao, please save my wife! If she is rescued, I am willing to be your servant and do all the hard work for you. Seeing my wife in their hands, I can't even try to rescue her with my life, and I don't know what kind of torture she will suffer. Please, Master Dao, have mercy!" The white cow suddenly lowered its head and hit the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed from its forehead. He didn't know how high this person's cultivation was, but relying on his own Taiyi True Immortal cultivation, he couldn't see through it, so it should be much higher than himself. In any case, in times of crisis, even a dead horse can be used as a living one, and pulling him along would add another helping hand.

  "Are you really willing to work for me like an ox and a horse? Swear not to regret it?" Zhou Cheng measured it carefully, thinking that this business was very profitable, and suddenly became very interested.

  "The young calf does not dare to speak rashly."

  "Alright, follow me now and see how I rescue your beloved wife."

  The two sprang up and shot into the air like lightning, chasing after that gang of strong men.

  Several monsters were flying, generally sneering at the female white cow spirit in the leader's hand. Her skin was delicate as water, and her face was completely red with tension, fear, and anger. Listening to the obscene language of the people in front of her, the female white cow spirit felt even more ashamed and resentful, wanting to kill herself to preserve her dignity, but she couldn't bear to abandon the child in her belly and her husband who had just been separated from her, and she couldn't help but sigh at her bitter fate.

  Just as several monsters were about to further molest the delicate white cow spirit, a loud shout came from the horizon, "You scoundrels, don't think of escaping!"

  Only to see Zhou Cheng's clothes fluttering and flying in front, his whiskers flying about, with a lewd face, but he put on a serious face, and behind him was a male white cow spirit with an anxious expression.

  Several monsters saw that they had blocked the way, and without saying much, in a fit of rage, they left behind a female white cow spirit to keep watch. The remaining few people, led by the leading big monster, grabbed their guns and swords, and with their magical weapons dancing wildly, charged forward. The leader was a great monster, Black Bear who had attained the Dao, his cultivation having reached the middle period of Taiyi Xuanxian. At this time, in their eyes, the two people chasing after them were already as good as dead.

  Zhou Cheng smiled and stopped his evasive movements, stroking his beard with his left hand while holding the Heavenly Inkstone in his right. He gazed affectionately at the approaching demons. The White Ox Demon beside him saw Zhou Cheng suddenly freeze like a fool, standing still, and felt something was off. Just as he was about to call out, he heard Zhou Cheng's soft shout: "Lovely Brick, today's market is booming! Go!!"

  The next scene stunned the white cow in the Taiyi Xuanjing realm beside him, and saw the Taoist throw out a board-like object, which grew with the wind, instantly as large as the sky curtain, rumbling down, and with a loud bang, the heaven and earth were filled with smoke and dust.

  After a long time, the smoke and dust scattered, and under the raised eyes, the vast wilderness of hundreds of miles around had completely disappeared, leaving behind a large black hole. The demons were all gone, their breath vanished, and they had turned to dust.

  Next to the male White Cow Essence, the three people of the demon tribe, including the female White Cow Essence, had their mouths wide open for a long time and couldn't close them. Is this what they call a treasure? It's too perverted. Zhou Cheng didn't care about the stunned state of the three people and walked to the side of the "bandit", kicking out with one foot, and the demon was instantly kicked into the vast wilderness, shouting loudly. Pushing the dazed female White Cow Essence, Zhou Cheng said seriously: "Hey, wake up, I'm your husband's friend who came to help, now I formally announce that you, elder sister White Cow Essence, have been rescued."

  The female White Cow Spirit ran towards the male White Cow Spirit, and they both cried as they hugged each other tightly. Zhou Cheng didn't care, and instead took out a small knife from who-knows-where, and began to trim his fingernails with an air of nonchalance, looking like a typical Huang Shi Ren.

  After a moment, the couple came forward and kowtowed together. "We are deeply grateful for your great kindness, sir. My wife and I have no way to repay you, but we will certainly fulfill our vow. We also hope that in the future, you will continue to take care of us."

  "I'll say it first, being my mountain gate's mount is good in many ways, but serving as a substitute for others is also difficult for you all. You must consider carefully." Zhou Cheng said, looking at the two with an honest expression.

  "It doesn't matter, being able to be the mount of the Xian Changmen Sect is enough, no regrets, no regrets." The two said in unison, it seems that saving their lives was a small thing, and Zhou Cheng's stubbornness was the reason they were willing to pledge their loyalty.

  "Very well, I shall give you both a name. The husband will be called Bai Meng and the wife will be called Bai Lu. You two enter my mountain gate from now on, cultivate diligently, and there will come a time when you attain enlightenment." Anyway, it was an empty IOU, so Zhou Cheng just went ahead and issued them randomly.

  "Great goodness, the way is long and benevolent."

  The two men served Zhou Cheng again on the road, and Zhou Cheng didn't want them to be his mount either. The two men asked several times, but were rejected by him, saying that their legs were not good and needed exercise recently.

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