Zhou Ming: Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Let's Go, I'll Treat You to a Show!
Buzhou Mountain.
Pangu Hall.
Zhou Ming slowly opened his eyes, a hint of a smile flashing in his deep gaze.
"The show is finally starting."
He spoke softly to himself, breaking the silence in the hall.
"Elder Brother, what's the show?"
"Now that the Tribulation is about to begin, Primordial Wilderness world is fraught with danger, what kind of good show can we possibly watch?"
A gentle and ethereal voice rang out in the hall, Houtu's figure appeared in the hazy Dao Rhyme. She looked at Zhou Ming with a hint of curiosity.
Zhou Ming smiled and turned his head to look at her.
"Several restless fellow Daoists are plotting against the Human Emperor."
"And while we're at it, we also need to scheme against that That One Empress Wa's Palace."
Houtu blinked her bright eyes, showing a hint of confusion, but more so, great interest.
Scheming against the Human Emperor?
Even Nuwa is being schemed against?
In this Primordial Wilderness, who else but those few Saint would dare to scheme against both of them at the same time?
"Scheming against the Human Emperor? And it even involves Fellow Daoist Nuwa?"
"This is a tremendous karmic Karma."
Are they those two from the West?
Zhou Ming nodded slightly.
"It's those two."
Houtu's tone held a hint of disdain.
"As Saint who holds the reins of a great religion, he does not think about enlightening the masses, but spends his days scheming and plotting behind the scenes."
Zhou Ming chuckled softly.
"They've been blinded by greed."
"For the sake of the great Fortune of the religion, Saint are sometimes even more greedy and unscrupulous than ordinary people."
"Such a wonderful play, wouldn't it be a pity if there were no audience?"
"I'm going to the Empress Wa's Palace now to invite Fellow Daoist Nuwa to watch the show."
"If we're late, we might miss the start."
"If Sister Houtu is interested, she can watch it herself."
"However," Zhou Ming paused, his words carrying a hint of reminder.
"Sister Houtu, be careful not to let them discover our whereabouts, otherwise this good show won't be able to take place."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ming's figure gradually became illusory on the spot, and finally disappeared completely from the Pangu Hall without a sound.
After Zhou Ming left, Houtu became even more curious about the "good show" her Elder Brother had mentioned.
For his Elder Brother to call it a "good show," and for it to involve several Saint, there must be some earth-shattering scheme involved.
With a gentle wave of her hand, the void before her rippled like water, revealing a giant water mirror.
The scene reflected in the mirror was none other than the bustling, Fortune Chaoge City.
The grand procession, stretching for ten miles, was marching majestically towards the Empress Wa's Palace outside the city.
On that most luxurious royal carriage, the Human Path Fortune almost solidified into a tangible form, transforming into a giant Purple Gold dragon that coiled and roared.
"Strangeness."
Houtu frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Go to the Empress Wa's Palace to offer incense?"
"Isn't this the usual practice of the Human Clan?"
"How exactly should we use this matter to simultaneously scheme against both the Human Emperor and Nuwa?"
"Aren't they afraid of the backlash from this Karma?"
Completely baffled, she decided to stop thinking about it and simply observed every detail of the scene, waiting for something to happen.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Empress Wa's Palace.
The palace gates were tightly closed, the Dao Rhyme was isolated, and a scene of tranquility and peace, untouched by worldly strife, was presented.
However, today, Dao Body appeared silently outside the palace gates.
The newcomer, dressed in a blue robe, was handsome and dashing; it was Zhou Ming.
He gazed at the tightly closed palace gates, spoke in a clear voice, and his words carried deep into the palace.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa."
"This humble Daoist priest, Zhou Ming, has come to pay his respects."
Inside the palace, on her cloud bed, the Saint Nuwa was meditating with her eyes closed when she suddenly heard that familiar voice and couldn't help but open her phoenix eyes.
Zhou Ming?
Why would he come at this time?
Zhou Ming?
Why is he here?
And at this critical juncture.
Ever since being forced by Primordial Lord to hand over the Spirit Pearl, Nuwa has been extremely wary of everything in the outside world.
She instinctively didn't want to see him.
But since Zhou Ming had already arrived outside the palace gates, she had no reason to avoid seeing him.
"Golden Phoenix."
Nuwa's clear, cold voice echoed within the hall.
"Open the palace gates to welcome guests."
The heavy palace gates slowly opened, and Zhou Ming appeared inside the main hall of the Empress Wa's Palace, led by the fairy Golden Phoenix.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Nuwa."
"I apologize for disturbing you, Fellow Daoist Nuwa."
Zhou Ming bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming is a rare guest."
Nuwa returned the greeting, invited Zhou Ming to take a seat, and then ordered the Golden Phoenix to serve Immortal Tea.
After some polite exchanges...
Nuwa dismissed her attendants, and her eyes, which contained the Great Dao of Zaohua, quietly watched Zhou Ming.
"Fellow Daoist, instead of receiving blessings at the Pangu Hall, what brings you to my desolate place today?"
She had made up her mind that no matter what the other party said, she would refuse anything related to the Tribulation.
Zhou Ming seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled calmly.
"I have come here specifically to invite you, fellow Daoist, to join me in going to Chaoge to see a grand performance."
Nuwa was slightly taken aback, then her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
"Going to Chaoge to watch a play? Fellow Daoist, are you joking?"
"Now that Tribulation is about to begin, and the secrets of Heavenly Secrets are in chaos, Chaoge is at the eye of the storm. I would rather avoid it than go there willingly."
"Furthermore, what kind of grand spectacle would be worth our personal attendance?"
Zhou Ming's smile remained unchanged.
"Of course, it's a grand drama closely related to you, fellow Daoist."
Nuwa's heart suddenly tightened.
Is it related to me?
A bad feeling crept into my heart.
She could sense that Zhou Ming wasn't making things up without reason.
"Fellow Daoist, if you have something to say, please speak frankly. Why bother with these cryptic remarks?"
"I have long resided in the Empress Wa's Palace, detached from worldly affairs. How could these matters of the Primordial Wilderness be of any concern to me?"
Zhou Ming's smile faded slightly, replaced by a meaningful expression.
"Fellow Daoist should know that the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation is about to begin."
"All that's missing is the right opportunity to ignite it all."
Nuwa nodded calmly.
"Of course I know."
"This Tribulation is an internal Killing Tribulation within the Mystic Gate, and has nothing to do with me."
"To avoid this calamity, I have sealed off the Empress Wa's Palace, withdrawing from worldly affairs and Karma, and awaiting the end of this Tribulation."
"When Tribulation arises, there will naturally be those who will face it."
"No matter how earth-shattering the external world becomes, this Tribulation's flames will not touch me."
These words were her true feelings and also her consistent guiding principle.
Stay out of it and mind your own business.
This was the safest way for her to overcome the tribulation.
However, after hearing her words, Zhou Ming suddenly chuckled.
Hehe~
The laughter wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly throughout the empty palace, as if it possessed a strange penetrating power.
Even Nuwa's usually calm and serene heart was inexplicably stirred by a slight ripple.
Zhou Ming turned around and met Nuwa's slightly displeased gaze.
The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a half-smile.
"Fellow Daoist, although you are a Saint, you are still too naive."
"Fellow Daoist, do you really think you can avoid this Tribulation?"
"Do you think you can stay out of this by closing the palace gates?"
"The tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease. If you wish to distance yourself from this, you should ask those few if they will agree."
Nuwa's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped her.
"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist?"