Chapter 212: Hou Yi and Chang'e's Love

Over the past tens of thousands of years, the development of the human race has been extremely rapid and changing with each passing day. With the reputation of two saints, there are no foreign powerful people to make things difficult for them. Even if some brainless races dare to plunder the human race, they can be killed in time.

With the promotion of the Golden Elixir Avenue, the acquired human race will also be able to practice it. There is no need for the three ancestors of the human race to take action. Those Golden Elixir cultivators alone are enough to deal with these troubles.

Because of his own special characteristics, he was able to combine with the Witch Clan to give birth to witches who combined the characteristics of the two clans. He was then held hostage by the Witch Clan and naturally lived a smooth and successful life over the years.

The Windy Tribe.

"Chang'e, look, Dayi is here to give you flowers again, day after day, year after year. I am already a little moved by him. Why are you still holding them? Aren't you afraid that other little hooves will snatch them away? Go now!"

Beside a winding river, dozens of figures were washing clothes and vegetables. There were men and women, old and young, but the most eye-catching one was the girl in the middle.

She has a picturesque face. She is 28 years old, with a pair of slightly upturned eyes that can capture people's hearts like a crescent moon. She has sharp shoulders, a graceful figure, and snow-white skin. Although she wears a straw hairpin and a cloth skirt, it cannot hide her peerless beauty.

Chang'e heard her friend's teasing and blushed. She was very embarrassed and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense. Brother Dayi just saw that I was alone and helpless, so he took extra care of me."

The man laughed and said, "There are so many lonely people in the Dafeng tribe, why doesn't Dayi take care of others instead of you, a pretty girl? It's just that you have feelings for me, but I don't say it out loud because I'm afraid I won't feel anything. I'm afraid that this will end up like a flower that loves but water that flows without feeling anything."

After saying that, that person slapped the river water in front of her hard, and the water splashed away, emitting a seven-color halo under the sunlight. She used objects to describe people, and made Chang'e blush with shame.

But looking at the tall figure not far away, Chang'e still stood up slowly, calmly tidied up her slightly messy hair, walked in front of him, and said softly: "Brother Dayi."

Hou Yi looked at Chang'e with a smile on his face, held up dozens of moon-white branches in his hand, and said softly: "I went out hunting and accidentally saw these flowers on the cliff. I thought these flowers looked a bit like you, so I picked them. Do you like them?"

Chang'e's pretty face flushed, which made her look even more beautiful. But she still nodded calmly, took the moon flowers and said, "Thank you, Brother Dayi."

Looking at Chang'e's shy appearance, Houyi felt even more delighted.

After recovering from his injuries, Houyi officially became another acquired ancestor witch after Chiyou in front of all the witches.

After the ceremony, Houyi left the Houtu tribe, intending to find a place to establish the Houyi tribe like Chiyou, and then continue to practice to see if he could make further progress.

Everything changed until he accidentally entered the Dafeng tribe. The moment he saw Chang'e, his heart of Taoism that had been cultivated for billions of years suddenly began to beat fast, and a trace of affection rose. Houyi not only did not stop this, but immersed himself in it wholeheartedly. He even changed his name to Dayi and entered the Dafeng tribe. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a hunter with good archery skills.

Although he had only spent a few years here, he felt happier than all the previous years combined. He thought of Chang'e when he was practicing, thought of Chang'e when he was sleeping, and even thought of Chang'e when he went out hunting.

Obviously a silly boy in love.

Hou Yi was about to say something to bring them closer, but suddenly he frowned and then curled his lips, obviously very reluctant. However, he could not stand the man's soft and hard persuasion, so he had to gently say to Chang'e: "I set up a few traps outside when I went hunting last time. Let's see if I can catch a few wild boars so that I can cut some fur for you. I'm going to take a look now and will be back soon. Don't go out casually. It's not peaceful outside recently."

Chang'e heard that Hou Yi was leaving, her lips pursed slightly, obviously reluctant to leave, but she still said: "Well, then I will wait for you at home, you must come!"

But seeing Hou Yi's slightly smiling eyes, Chang'e knew she had said something wrong, and waved her hand quickly, saying, "I have made a few sets of clothes recently, and I want to see if they are suitable for Brother Dayi. I will go wash the clothes first."

After saying this, Chang'e returned to her original position with a red face, facing the teasing gazes of the people by the river, and laughed and joked with the people next to her from time to time.

When Houyi saw Chang'e leaving, he also walked out of the tribe.

But compared with his attitude when meeting Chang'e, Houyi was obviously much colder towards other people's greetings.

It's very simple. Houyi has obtained the Hunyuan Dao Fruit and is the fourteenth ancestor of the witch clan. In the entire Dafeng tribe, the one with the highest cultivation level is just an elder of the True Immortal clan. To Houyi, he is nothing more than a speck of dust that may be dispersed at any time in the natural disasters of the ancient times.

If Chang'e had not been here and was unwilling to leave the Dafeng tribe, how could Houyi have entered there under the pseudonym Dayi? To a man like him, the Dafeng tribe was no different from a toilet.

After leaving the Dafeng tribe, Houyi crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in one step and came to a barren mountain. He casually said to the big man in front of him: "Xingtian, what do you want from me?"

This big man was the one who had just called out to Hou Yi from afar. He belonged to the same Hou Tu tribe as him. Apart from Kuafu and Chi You, Xing Tian was one of Hou Yi's few good friends. If it was any other great wizard, Hou Yi would not bother to pay attention to him. After all, how could a tribe member be as important as the person he liked?

Xing Tian did not speak, but looked at Hou Yi for a long time with a strange look, which made Hou Yi feel uneasy. He could not help asking: "Why are you looking at me?"

Xing Tian said in amazement: "Let me see the famous Sun-Shooting Ancestor of the Wu Clan. People often say that although the Sun-Shooting Ancestor of the Wu Clan is gentle, he is very caring towards his people. When faced with ten suns raging across the world, he shot nine of them without hesitation in order to avenge the Great Wu Kuafu. He is a model of brotherhood.

I didn't expect that I would see a secret today. I didn't expect that the dignified Sun-Shooting Ancestor Shaman would be so hostile to his brother for a woman. I didn't expect that the Sun-Shooting Ancestor Shaman would actually change his name to Dayi and enter the human race, just for a tiny woman. Houyi, you really make me look at you in a new light!"

Hou Yi looked unhappy and said angrily, "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. Don't beat around the bush. You really think you are a demon."

Hearing Houyi compare it to a demon clan, Xingtian's big face that was like a black tower couldn't help but tremble a little. He was also a great wizard who had attained the Tao, and the difference between him and Houyi was only in name. Naturally, he was angry.

But in the end, he suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice: "Hou Yi, don't forget your identity. You are the fourteenth ancestor of the witch clan, and you are also the ancestor of the Hou Tu tribe. If you want to become a Taoist partner with this woman, then don't expect the other ancestor witches to agree!"

Hearing Xing Tian mention Chang'e again, Hou Yi's face was full of indifference, and he said: "So? You want me to become a Taoist couple with Jiufeng? Who asked you to come, was it Qiangliang or Jiufeng herself?"

Looking at Houyi's cold face, Xing Tian knew what he meant, but he was also speechless.

To be honest, he didn't want to do this hard job. He didn't care who Houyi became his Taoist partner. He should give him a big gift anyway. But Jiufeng had already come to him, and he couldn't refuse her no matter how hard he tried.

Jiufeng holds a very special position in the witch clan. She is the younger sister of Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder.

After Qiangliang was born, there was still a trace of Pangu's blood in the blood cocoon that gave birth to him, which did not follow him. Instead, along with the aura of the twelve ancestor witches, it evolved into a great witch, who was Jiufeng.

As for other great wizards, including Chi You, Hou Yi, Xing Tian and other great wizards who had obtained the Way of Hun Yuan, they were originally bred by the Twelve Ancestral Wizards using a blood pool in Pangu Temple. Although Jiu Feng was not much more powerful than them and was only a great wizard, his status was half a level higher than theirs.

Jiufeng asked Xingtian to go and plead for her, and Xingtian had no choice but to come.

But Houyi was the fourteenth ancestor witch, and he could not give orders to anyone at will. Caught between these two people, Xing Tian had no way of speaking out his suffering.

But compared to Chang'e, Xingtian still felt that Jiufeng was more worthy of Houyi.

Xing Tian said: "What's wrong with Jiu Feng? Although she has a hotter temper than the Qiangliang Zuwu, she is obedient to you. If you tell her to go east, she won't dare to go west. If you tell her to go north, she won't dare to go south.

At that time, you were seriously injured because of the sun shooting incident. Unless we stopped you, Jiufeng would have wiped out all the monsters on the earth. Even so, she went to the East China Sea for you and asked Emperor Donghua for a Dongyue Divine Fruit, just for you to get rid of the anger in your body.

Such a violent witch could become so docile for you, and your statuses are well matched, isn't she better than that woman, no, Chang'e?"

Houyi scoffed at this. His injury was caused by the attack from Di Jun. It was also because of the excessive entanglement of the Great Sun Demon Fire that made his injuries difficult to heal for a long time. But even if Jiufeng did not ask for the Dongyue Divine Fruit for him, was there nothing the Witch Clan could do?

Not to mention the distant past, just talking about Gonggong and Xuanming, the two ancestors of water and ice, any one of them could remove the anger from his body. Without this anger, his injuries would instantly improve.

But the reason why they didn't do anything and just watched Jiu Feng doing all sorts of things for him, jumping up and down, was just to take this opportunity to bring him and Jiu Feng together. Did they really want him to appreciate this? Forget it!

Facing Xingtian's questioning, Houyi said indifferently, "I didn't ask her to do this for me. What's more, I was seriously injured for the sake of the witch clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches can't just sit there and watch. She is just being sentimental. Of course, I will remember her favor, but if she wants me to become her Taoist partner, forget it. I would rather be burned to death by her anger than become her Taoist partner!"

After saying that, Houyi waved his sleeves, and a sunset arrow instantly shot up into the sky and penetrated into the void. A moment later, a roar was heard from the void, followed by waves of space. It turned out that a great space wizard who was peeping secretly was injured by him and had to retreat.

Seeing Hou Yi's resolute look, Xing Tian didn't know what to say. He could only sigh, turn around and walk away, leaving only one sentence before leaving: "The Twelve Ancestral Witches will not allow you to become a Taoist couple with Chang'e. The Wu people are a branch of the Wu clan, but the Ancestral Witches must never marry the human race."

Hou Yi said indifferently: "I am the ancestor witch. No one can allow me. Only I can allow others."

(End of this chapter)