The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 102 You were a beautiful woman, but why did you become a thief? (24)

Mu was not intimidated.

As Ronaldo, what's there to be afraid of?

A true man of steel, a real tough guy!

Even if he is an ancestral witch, we cannot force him to bow down to the principles of justice and do things that violate the law and break the rules!

but……

Feng Xi's current situation is not yet at that level.

Although this minor witch seems to have slanderous intentions towards the ancestral witches and great witches, believing that these highly respected and immaculate Great Luos have a white glove in the demonic path, ordering them to do dirty work, making an example of them, and forcing the rogue cultivators who are outside the two major camps to choose sides.

But after all, it's just his personal speculation!

We haven't spread rumors or smeared the image of the Wu tribe's top leaders, right?

So after this little guy deeply realized his mistake and wrote an excellent self-criticism, it's not impossible to forgive him a little.

Who can be right all the time and never make a mistake?

Know your mistakes and you can correct them.

As a qualified, excellent, and broad-minded great shaman, one should not be overly critical of one's subordinates' mistakes, but rather guide them patiently and responsibly, and be happy for their growth, right?

This has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Houtu Zuwu manages the salary distribution of all the great and small witches in the entire witch clan, and that she is simply not someone to be trifled with!

Convincing himself in this way, Mu felt a sense of melancholy and held a pessimistic view of the development of the times.

"Alas... the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be."

As time flows by, people's hearts... are no longer as simple and honest as they were in the ancient times.

What a sad thing this is!

But as Mu grieved, he realized something was wrong.

"Uh... wait a minute!"

"People's hearts are not what they used to be, but to say that the world is going to hell... seems a bit too much, doesn't it?"

"No, no, no... it seems even better than before."

"Looking back, the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, with the ferocious beast king Shenni and the demonic ancestor Luo Hou as its backdrop, was truly insane."

"They're all harboring evil intentions, full of wicked schemes, digging pits everywhere, hoping to kill as many as they can..."

"Comparing the present with the past, it seems that people's hearts are more honest and simple now?"

"It seems the world is getting better!"

Mu came up with an answer that was both laughable and absurd.

He shook his head, and then shook his head again, trying to clear this absurd and distorted answer from his mind, so as not to pollute his upright heart.

Shaking the self-criticism in his hand, meeting Feng Xi's expectant gaze, and with Xi Ling clapping loudly beside him, and under the seemingly smug look in Mini Houtu's eyes, Mu Qing cleared his throat and gave a formulaic speech.

"Fengxi Xiaowu, you are very good. You have excellent awareness and are a flower of our witch clan, a future bearer of the great cause of our witch clan..."

He highly praised Feng Xi's self-examination results, commended and affirmed his strategic planning and execution, and cheered for his spirit of always understanding the opinions of his superiors and striving for the cause of the Wu tribe!

This is a victory for the loyal!

"Your behavior and mindset are excellent and can serve as a role model for the broader group of lesser witches..." Mu patted Feng Xi on the shoulder. "However, if we are to promote this, there are a few things to keep in mind... I'll just briefly mention them here."

Blah blah blah, ah ha ah ha...

Once the great shaman started talking, he never stopped.

At first, Feng Xi listened patiently, making appropriate expressions on her face.

Even though he can't speak, it's still easy for him to put on an expression that says, "Boss, you're absolutely right."

However, after a quarter of an hour, his constant nodding became stiff and slow.

Fifteen minutes later, Feng Xi's eyes looked somewhat blank.

Three-quarters of an hour later, his eyes lost their luster, as if he were trapped in three philosophical questions.

"who I am?"

Where am I?

What am I doing?

It only took me fifteen minutes to write the self-criticism.

But Mu's "simple" words took three-quarters of an hour to hear!

The two combined took exactly half an hour, no more and no less.

Only then did the Great Shaman stop, ceasing his impromptu remarks, and begin to explain how he would summarize and publicize Feng Xi's actions at that moment, adding a textbook example to the future work of the Shamanic Committee.

"Little brat, trying to play mind games with me?" Mu glanced at Feng Xi, who seemed completely oblivious to the passage of time. "Trying to manipulate the higher-ups by using the ancestral witch as a weapon, like some kind of leader-inspection-style tactic?"

"Trying to end the ban early?"

"Are you kidding me?! Don't I have any dignity?"

"If I say you'll be muted for half an hour, you'll be muted for half an hour, not a minute less!"

"Ha! I've fought my way up through countless battles over the years, creating more alternate forms than any living being you've ever seen. What kind of scene haven't I witnessed?"

"Young people, you're so naive!"

The high shaman, still savoring the moment, smiled slightly and lifted the silencing restriction on Feng Xi, then solemnly asked, "Did you understand what I just said?"

"Understood!"

To Mu's astonishment, Feng Xi, who had previously appeared lost and like a walking corpse, instantly regained her full health after the seal was lifted.

He responded to the shaman in the most impassioned tone, and, drawing inferences from one instance to another, expanded on the content the shepherd had previously said, providing a reasoned and well-founded analysis on how to do a good job in the shaman's committee.

"...In this way, the people's hearts will be at peace, their fighting spirit will be strengthened, and the victory of the Witch Clan is just around the corner!"

Feng Xi's passionate words gave Mu Du a little more motivation.

However, the Great Shaman quickly realized what was happening and looked at Feng Xi with a somewhat pained expression.

He strongly suspected that the clever little devil had deliberately feigned a distraught appearance, successfully shutting down the great shaman's ramblings within three-quarters of an hour.

—With such a crappy skill and ability, it's no wonder that Houtu values ​​him.

Damn, this guy is a real genius!

The great shaman waved his hand weakly, his face bearing a constipated expression, signaling Feng Xi to quickly move away.

Feng Xi was quick to react and ran off, blending into the group of little witches on the warship.

As soon as he entered, Xiling patted him on the shoulder, "Fengxi, you're a good little witch."

"Not at all," Feng Xi said modestly.

"No need to be modest... Once we get to Kunlun Mountain and things stabilize, you can come visit my workplace." Xi Ling took it all on her shoulders. "I'm in charge of the Yaochi area, liaising with the Golden Mother's forces... There are plenty of good stuff there!"

"Definitely! Definitely!" Feng Xi nodded repeatedly.

After making the promise at Yaochi, Feng Xi felt extremely uncomfortable because of someone's sighs.

"Yu Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"You were a beautiful woman, why did you become a thief?" Yu Chen criticized with heartache under west Ling's unfriendly gaze.

Feng Xi remained silent for a moment before speaking softly, "Learning from the past is a guide for the future... Don't you remember?"

"Just now, a beautiful woman with extraordinary abilities, who refused to be a thief, had her treasured and turned into a primordial spiritual artifact..."

(End of this chapter)