Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

She glanced at the two of them sideways and said calmly, "With your combined strength, you're more than capable of regrouping the human race here and protecting them. Besides, the Witch-Slaying Sword that could harm the Witch Clan has been forged and no longer poses a threat to humanity. Why drag me into this?"

Zhou Yi replied with a smile, "This is not troubling you at all. I'm preparing delicious barbecue for you every day so you can enjoy it." As he spoke, his smile became even brighter.

"Forget it, I don't have time to come here every day to freeload. But since you've already eaten, I can't just take advantage of you. Consider it a favor you owe me. Just say what you need." Hou Tu made his point clear.

She knew perfectly well that Zhou Yi was looking for a protector from the human race. As the overlord of the primordial world, the Wu race was naturally the most reliable reliance.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi was secretly pleased, knowing that his previous preparations had worked.

He quickly said, "Could you give us a cultivation manual?"

"Cultivation techniques?" Hou Tu put down the roasted meat in his hand upon hearing this, and looked at Zhou Yi in surprise. "Our Wu Clan's cultivation techniques are something that your human race simply cannot practice."

Hou Tu frowned and explained, "The physical differences between the two races are too great. Even if we gave you the cultivation techniques, you wouldn't be able to practice them."

Zhou Yi nodded, indicating that he understood, but still suggested, "Why don't we take a look first? It's always better to have a reference than to fumble around blindly."

Hou Tu scratched her head, lost in thought. She thought to herself, "I just came out for a barbecue, how did I get caught up in so much trouble? I definitely can't give them the powerful witch clan techniques, but…"

"Alright, I can give you a cultivation technique, but there's a condition: I have to get a share of this barbecue every time. Can you do that?" Hou Tu was clearly captivated by the aroma of the barbecue.

"No problem," Zhou Yi readily agreed.

The two hit it off immediately, leaving Yao Yan dumbfounded. He actually wanted to say that he could also study cultivation techniques, but seeing how excited Zhou Yi was, he swallowed his words.

After devouring a considerable amount of roasted meat, Hou Tu vanished in a flash and soared into the sky. A fierce wind arose, and in the blink of an eye, she had flown a great distance. Her aura was surging and ever-changing, making her unfathomable.

As she flew, she couldn't help but exclaim, "This roast meat smells so good!"

As Hou Tu flew through the air, she savored the taste of the barbecue, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her face. The flavor was so new and exciting for her, like opening the door to a whole new world.

But her good mood was quickly ruined. The thought of her fighting brothers made her feel terrible. They argued every day lately, and were constantly at each other's throats; it was so annoying.

The Wu tribe is born with a unique ability to draw upon the malevolent energy of heaven and earth and use it for their own purposes, but this powerful force is like a double-edged sword, quietly eroding their reason.

They are simple-minded, worship force, and for them, fighting is nothing more than a daily trifle.

When discussing the war between the Lich and the Demon race, the Lich race was far stronger than the Demon race.

Unfortunately, the Wu tribe split into twelve branches, each governing its own territory and rarely joining forces.

Therefore, in the last great battle, although victory was clearly in their grasp, it was delayed due to internal strife until the Dao Ancestor intervened, forcibly ending the dispute and agreeing to fight again ten thousand years later.

Over countless millennia, the land has witnessed firsthand the rapid advancement of the demon race's power.

When she warned her brothers, they ignored her.

Zhu Song was even more arrogant and boastful, claiming that he could wipe out the demon race with the power of his own clan alone.

Hou Tu vividly remembered how Zhu Song had been utterly defeated by the demon leader Donghuang in the last great battle, yet he was still so arrogant. She tried to dissuade him, but Zhu Song refused, and the two parted on bad terms.

The brothers' bond is deep, yet it can easily breed resentment, turning harmony into conflict in an instant. Hou Tu wants to change this situation but is powerless to do so, and can only keep his worries deep in his heart.

It wasn't until he encountered a human and tasted the delicious roasted meat that he felt somewhat relieved.

Not long after returning to the tribe, Hou Tu had just lain down to rest when his chief shaman came in a panic to report: "Something terrible has happened! The two demon gods, Zhu Song and the Water God, are fighting again. They have been fighting all the way from Buzhou Mountain to here, and many of our people have suffered heavy casualties. Please go and stop them immediately."

Upon hearing this, Hou Tu's heart sank once more. Her eyes widened in anger, flashing with golden light, and she abruptly stood up, looking outside.

Zhu Song transformed into a beast-headed human, covered in red scales, with fire snakes hanging from his ears, and flames raging all around him; the Water God was a python-headed human, covered in black scales, riding a black dragon, and wherever he went, the sea churned and the waves surged.

The two were locked in fierce combat, their water and fire clashing, while the sky was shrouded in thick fog, creating a scene that was both awe-inspiring and worrying.

Each clash felt like the collapse of heaven and earth, shaking the very soul. The surrounding space seemed unable to bear the weight and trembled slightly.

Flames and seawater intertwined, distorting space like a fragile canvas, ready to shatter at any moment.

Worse still, the aftermath of the battle reached the outskirts of the Houtu tribe, causing heavy casualties among its people, with cries of agony echoing throughout the land.

Hou Tu frowned, and with a wave of his hand, the earth responded, and an earthen wall rose from the ground, protecting the tribe from annihilation.

She sighed softly, "We can't worry about that now, saving lives is the priority. They'll stop when they're exhausted."

Despite his inner turmoil, Hou Tu couldn't help but smile at the thought of the delicious barbecue the next day.

Meanwhile, after finishing his practice of the I Ching, Zhou Yi began preparing for the barbecue the next day.

Seeing him busy, Yao Yan, unable to suppress his doubts, finally asked, "Ancestor of Humanity, do they possess any peerless martial arts techniques? I have quite a few here; I wonder if they are usable?"

Zhou Yi paused his work, patted Yao Yan on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Yao Yan, your cultivation technique is indeed powerful, but the laws of our world are different. Even if we want to improve it, we need a foundation. That's why I took that technique."

He knew all too well that while Yao Yan's techniques were powerful, if he rashly began practicing them, he might repeat the mistake he made when he fainted while practicing the Daoist Scripture. That would be incredibly embarrassing.

"Besides, barbecue is a small matter, no need to make it complicated. Why not prepare tomorrow's portion as well?" Zhou Yi said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yao Yan said no more, rolled up his sleeves, and joined in.

Although his cooking skills are mediocre, he is quite adept at handling meat.

A day passes quickly.

As night deepened, Hou Tu slowly rose, pondering how to fulfill his promise to Zhou Yi.

What kind of cultivation method will be given?

From the moment of their birth, cultivation has been an instinct for the Wu tribe; it requires no deliberate learning or recording. Even if it were written down, outsiders would find it difficult to comprehend.

Hou Tu murmured to herself, "Since it's a cultivation technique, it doesn't have to be from our Wu Clan." She thought for a moment and then pulled out a long-forgotten ancient book from the corner, "Bai Ze Transformation Demon Technique".

As soon as the book was picked up, dust fell like a fine rain.

Long ago, Hou Tu brought back this cultivation manual during a great battle with the demon race. After that, it lay quietly in a corner, untouched by anyone.

"This is the cultivation method of the demon race. Perhaps the human race can try it too?" Hou Tu hesitated for a moment, but having no other choice at the moment, he stopped thinking about it.

Since I've already promised, I can't blame myself if there are any problems. Instead of worrying about the cultivation method, I should think about how to enjoy today's barbecue.

This is the real business!