" What?!"
When the Ancestors of Sorcery in the hall heard Emperor Jiang's words, they widened their eyes and looked at Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms in disbelief.
Furry ~!
Hmm…
It was indeed a little cute!
But what did this have to do with merit?
"Big brother, are you joking? Isn't this just an ordinary young demonic beast?”
Zhurong couldn't stand it anymore and immediately went forward, wanting to see what was going on, but it was stopped by Emperor Jiang.
"Why are you so flustered?”
"Since I've already said it, why would I lie to you?!”
Seeing that his brothers didn't believe him, Di Jiang was unhappy.
"Big Brother, you really can't blame Zhurong for this. I think this little fellow is just an ordinary demon beast cub.
We're asking you how you got that merit. What does this little thing have to do with merit?
Besides, at this juncture, it didn't seem appropriate to bring a young demonic beast back to the Sorcerer Tribe, right?”
Goumang said worriedly.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiang was instantly annoyed.
What kind of joke was this? Goumang was chasing the little thing out!
"Bastard! What nonsense!
What demonic beast! This is the lucky star of our Sorcerer Tribe! It was an auspicious beast!
It has nothing to do with the Monster Race!"
Since it concerned Zhou Yuan, Emperor Jiang was unwilling to do so.
Emperor Jiang wished he could change Zhou Yuan's ancestral home and make him the 13 Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Ancestors of Sorcery were stunned.
Why was his big brother Di Jiang suddenly so agitated?
Houtu finally realized what they were arguing about after hearing what the Ancestors of Sorcery said.
Houtu said with a smile as she looked at the Ancestors of Sorcery.
"Brothers, are you asking me, big brother, and the others about the merit on our bodies?”
"That's right, little sister. You're usually the most honest. Tell me, what's with the merit on you and big brother?”
Gong Gong moved to Houtu's side and asked sneakily.
Houtu was speechless.
"Brothers, big brother didn't lie to you.
The credit for us being able to obtain so much merit is indeed all due to this little fellow.”
"As for the specific reason, I'll let big brother tell you.”
Houtu saw Emperor Jiang's impatient look and sensibly changed the topic to Emperor Jiang.
Hearing Houtu's words, all the members of the Sorcerer Tribe immediately turned their eyes to Emperor Jiang.
"Hmph, so what? Do you think I'll lie to you?”
"Let me tell you guys."
Emperor Jiang had a mysterious look on his face as he explained Zhou Yuan to the Ancestral Magi.
From the moment he met the little fellow.
Dao discovered how the little fellow spat out the merit of the Great Dao.
The group of Ancestors of Sorcery listened to Emperor Jiang.
When they heard that the little guy in Houtu's arms could spit out merit, they were shocked.
He looked at Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms in disbelief.
"This, this is real?
Big Brother, are you guys really not joking?”
Even Dijiang Xuanming and Houtu couldn't believe it.
This matter was simply too inconceivable.
Since when had there been such a spirit beast in the Wilderness?
This was heaven-defying!
Seeing that the Ancestors of Sorcery still did not believe him, Emperor Jiang was instantly unhappy.
"Hmph, a bunch of blind fellows.
Don't regret it later!"
Xuan Ming, who was standing at the side, also stood up to help when he saw the disbelief on the faces of the Ancestors of Sorcery.
"Everyone, Big Brother really didn't lie to you. This little fellow can indeed spit out merit after eating heavenly treasures.
Previously, I gave all my Earth Origin Fruits to this little fellow to eat.
It was also because of these Earth Essence Fruits that the little fellow spat out merit and allowed me to break through to the Quasi-Sage Stage.”
It was fine if Emperor Jiang said so, but even Houtu Xuanming said so now.
The group of Ancestors of Sorcery gathered together. The initial shock on their faces slowly turned into ecstasy!
Looking at Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms, Zhurong swallowed its saliva.
"Little sister, can this little thing spit out merit now?”
At this moment, Zhurong no longer had any temper.
What else could he say?
No wonder Emperor Jiang didn't let them fight to the death with the demons. He had already thought of a way out.
If what Dijiang Houtu said was true…
As long as the little guy was around, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would soon be like Emperor Jiang.
His physical cultivation was strong, and the Merit Golden Wheel on his head was unparalleled!
At that time, the demons would be nothing.
What right did Hongjun have to stop him?
Even if he had the guts, he would not dare to make a move. Just the Great Dao merit on them was enough for him to suffer.
Zhurong immediately became excited.
Not only Zhurong, but the other Ancestors of Sorcery were also looking at Zhou Yuan with burning eyes.
He wanted to find out.
"Little sister, we have never seen a demonic beast spit out merit. Can you show us?”
Qiang Liang rubbed his hands and looked at Zhou Yuan with anticipation.
"Go away, go away. Do you know how to talk? What do you mean by a demonic beast? This is an auspicious beast of our Sorcerer Tribe!
Little sister, that boorish Qiang Liang doesn't know how to speak. Then, I have spiritual fruits here. Can you see if I can?”
She Bi Shi kicked away Qiang Liang and came to Houtu. Her attitude towards Zhou Yuan had also undergone a 180-degree change.
He even took out a scarlet red fruit and handed it to Zhou Yuan.
When Zhou Yuan saw that it was a Vermilion Fruit, he sniffed it and turned his head away.
Her appearance stunned the She Bi Shi.
"Little sister, what's going on? Didn't you say that he eats spiritual fruits?"
Houtu looked at Zhou Yuan who was in her arms, then at the Vermilion Fruit in the She Bi Shi's hands. She smiled and shook her head.
"Hehe, big brother, this little fellow has already eaten the Vermilion Fruit a long time ago. If he eats too much of the same spirit fruit, the little fellow will vomit less, and naturally, he will eat less.”
The Vermilion Fruit was considered a common commodity in the Wilderness, even the 10,000-year-old Vermilion Fruit.
She Bi Shi was a little deceiving when he took it out.
Zhou Yuan wasn't a newcomer who didn't know anything.
After traveling with Houtu some time ago.
In addition to the time he spent with Nuwa.
Zhou Yuan's horizons had broadened by a lot.
At a glance, he could tell that the She Bi Shi was just perfunctory.
She immediately turned her head away arrogantly and stopped looking at the She Bi Corpse.
Seeing Zhou Yuan's quick-witted appearance, the group of Ancestors of Sorcery laughed out loud.
"Shebi Corpse, you're too stingy. You said that there's a spiritual fruit, but you actually took a 10,000-year-old Vermilion Fruit.”
"Haha, I didn't expect this little thing to be so smart.”
Hearing the crowd of Ancestral Sorcerers jeering, the She Bi Corpse blushed and muttered,""I came out in a hurry and didn't bring it with me."
This was because the voice was weak and obviously lacked confidence.
"Go, go, go to the side.”
"Sister, spiritual fruits are easy to talk about. I think this little thing is cute.”
Zhurong pushed the She Bi Corpse to the side and wanted to hug Zhou Yuan.
This gave Zhou Yuan a fright.
Before Zhurong could react, Zhou Yuan's toot body was abnormally agile.
"Roar ~"
Zhou Yuan jumped onto Houtu's shoulder, curled his lips at Zhurong, and rolled his eyes.
Zhurong pounced on empty air.
Looking at Zhou Yuan's expression, was he being despised?
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