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After Lin Xuan heard Houtu's voice, he seemed to have been struck by lightning.

He was dumbstruck.

Damn it, why did Houtu take a fancy to him at first glance?

Didn't the foolish witches always like big muscles?

I clearly didn't show any body tempering talent.

This didn't make sense.

Lin Xuan's calm face could not help but twitch slightly. When he still opened his mouth, he said,

"Lord Ancestral Magus."

"You should think about it again."

"I'm just a weak Postnatal human. If I join your tribe, I'll only be ridiculed.”

"The other clansmen of mine all have extremely strong physiques. They are all heroes who can stand on their feet with their fists and run horses with their arms. Why don't you consider them?”

Lin Xuan was still making the final struggle for himself.

In his eyes, he had a bright future with the help of the system. There was no need for him to ride on the broken ship of the witch race.

After hearing Lin Xuan's words, the other Postnatal humans quietly bulged the muscles on their bodies and assumed various postures.

He wanted to attract the Grand Wizard Houtu's attention.

However, their actions were destined to be in vain.

Even though they were red in the face, they were just a group of ordinary primeval creatures in Houtu's eyes.

If she wanted to, she could crush billions of such creatures with a finger.

What she fancied was the uniqueness of Lin Xuan.

Moreover, when she heard Lin Xuan's ridicule in his heart, she almost burst out laughing.

Hmph, little guy.

If you don't want me to choose you, then I have to choose you.

Our witch race is the orthodox Pangu!

It's not something you can comment on.

When the other Ancestral Wizards saw Houtu choose Lin Xuan, they could not help but feel curious.

The Wizard Ancestor Zhurong, who had always been straightforward, asked directly,"

"Sister Houtu, why did you choose such a weak human?”

"Other than being a little good-looking, he has no muscles at all. How could he let the witches in your tribe give birth to cubs?”

"Listen to your brother's advice. Change to someone with a stronger physique.”

After Houtu heard this, she was not moved at all. On the contrary, she was secretly happy in her heart.

It seemed that only he could hear the ridicule in Lin Xuan's heart.

The other Ancestors of Sorcery could not hear him at all.

Although he did not know the reason, as long as he brought Lin Xuan to his tribe, he would definitely be able to figure it out.

"Fifth brother, the physique of these Postnatal humans is extremely weak to us.”

"If that's the case, why don't I choose something that suits my taste?”

"As for Lin Xuan's physique, after returning to the tribe, I'll go kill a few demons and use their flesh and blood to nourish him. It won't be a problem at all.”

Hearing Houtu's words, the Grand Wizard Zhurong had nothing to say.

He only muttered in a low voice.

"Then I think it's better to have more muscles.”

Lin Xuan's heart turned even colder.

Damn it, Houtu is dead set on choosing me.

Then wouldn't I have to live a dark life of sowing seeds in the future? Farming day and night with the witch race women?

Farewell, my youth.

He just didn't know if the witches in Houtu Tribe were passionate or not.

Not long after transmigrating, Lin Xuan, who did not have any cultivation, could only helplessly follow the Grand Wizard Houtu.

Under the envious gazes of the Heavenly Human Tribe members who had failed the selection, he was brought back to the Houtu Tribe by Houtu.

On the way back, Houtu, who had already heard Lin Xuan's ridicule, said,

"Your current physique is too weak. I won't assign you to the witches in the tribe for the time being.”

"You should train your body with the Great Wizard Hou Yi first.”

When Lin Xuan heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly rejected,

"Lord Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu, there's no need for this.”

"You just have to put me in the tribe.”

"There's no need to trouble Great Shaman Hou Yi."

Houtu's beautiful eyes could not help but narrow slightly. She heard the ridicule in Lin Xuan's heart again.

What the hell? Arrange for me to be assigned to Hou Yi?

Wouldn't that mean I'm dead?

Hou Yi, that reckless fellow, was a fierce man who shot Emperor Jun's nine sons to death when he was in the Ten Suns.

If I follow him, I will be targeted by Dijun.

Wouldn't that mean that he would die without even leaving behind dregs?

Houtu had originally only asked casually. She had heard Lin Xuan's ridicule earlier and knew that Hou Yi would be schemed against by the demons and cause a war between the witches and demons, but she did not expect to receive such a shocking ridicule.

It turned out that the reason was because nine of Emperor Jun's ten sons were killed by Hou Yi.

That was why there were subsequent calculations.

Houtu's beautiful eyes immediately flashed with a fierce light.

She wondered if she should kill Dijun's little bastard in advance.

He directly nipped the root of the problem in the bud.

Of course, this was just a fleeting thought in Houtu's mind.

Although her personality was a little reckless, she would not do such a reckless thing just because of a few words from Lin Xuan.

There was also a suspicious point.

Why did the ten sons of Dijun, that birdman, do something like ten suns soaring through the sky?

As far as Houtu knew, although Emperor Jun and Taiyi wanted to occupy Untainted Land, they would not let the 10 Golden Crows come out to cause trouble.

According to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's description, this would produce great karma.

No matter how stupid Emperor Jun Taiyi was, he would never let the ten little Jinwus do such a thing.

There must be a secret that he did not know about.

Thinking of this, Houtu looked at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was confused by Hou Tu's gaze.

Didn't he just reject Houtu's suggestion?

Why is she looking at me like that?

Could it be that she has seen through my hidden physique and wants to plot against me?

Should I resist? Or did he half-refuse and half-obey her?

He wondered if the thigh of the Grand Wizard was fragrant.

Houtu's pretty face couldn't help but blush when she heard this.

Ever since she was born, she had never heard such bold words.

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