Houtu heard the words, was silent for a moment, and then sighed softly, "That's good."
She turned to Zhao Feng, cupped her hand in salute, "Daoist, your actions not only saved her but also saved my Witch Clan."
"This kindness will be remembered by all my Witch Clan."
Although Houtu had transformed into the cycle of reincarnation and could not take a single step out of the Underworld, she was not entirely ignorant of external affairs.
She knew clearly that over these years, if it weren't for Qin's protection, her clansmen left in the Primordial wilderness might have long perished under the dual reckoning of the Heavenly Dao and Tribulation Qi.
Zhao Feng waved his hand and said, "Daoist, you overestimate me, we are allies after all."
"By the way, Daoist, would you like to see the current Witch Clan?"
Houtu's body shook, and she trembled as she said, "Is it possible?"
How could she not want to see the Witch Clan?
They are her clansmen, her children!
