Wu Ming's Conditions

"What?"

Daoist Hongyun was startled. He stared wide-eyed at Nuwa, then at Wu Ming, his face filled with disbelief.

Zhen Yuanzi also frowned, forgetting to put down his teacup, clearly stunned by Nuwa's earth-shattering request.

This... this is the final battle against the Lich Kings!

On the battlefield, life and death hang in the balance in an instant. Swords have no eyes; who can guarantee they'll hold back?

Moreover, Fuxi was the Emperor Xi of the Demon Clan and one of the controllers of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, posing a great threat to the Wu Clan.

Nuwa's request was truly... a bit unreasonable!

If the Wu Clan really agrees, there will inevitably be some restrictions on the battlefield in order to protect Fuxi, and they may even suffer unnecessary casualties as a result.

Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Wu Ming understood immediately, thinking to himself that he could Dao Fruit negotiate terms again, just as he had expected.

Wu Ming feigned hesitation, and after a moment, he slowly spoke, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, your words are rather unreasonable."

"This War of the Wu and Demon and the Demon King is a battle for the life and death of both races. Are you unaware of the perilous nature of it, fellow Daoist?"

He sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness. "On the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes."

"At that time, the battle cries will shake the heavens, and rivers of blood will flow. The Wu Clan Warriors are all fearless warriors."

"Once people get carried away with the killing, even I, a humble Daoist priest, might not be able to completely control the situation."

"For me to deliberately protect your Elder Brother under those circumstances... how... how could that be possible!"

Nuwa's face paled slightly; she was well aware of the difficulty of this request.

"I know this request is indeed a bit excessive."

"But Fuxi is my only Elder Brother, I can't just watch him go to his death!"

"As long as you agree to spare my Elder Brother's life, whatever conditions you propose, I will fulfill them without hesitation, as long as it is within my power!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun gasped and exchanged a glance.

Nuwa actually said such a thing!

Especially when it comes to promises between such Primordial Wilderness Great Powers, once made, there is no going back.

Hong Yun opened her mouth as if to say something, but was stopped by a look from Zhen Yuanzi.

This is a matter between Wu Ming and Nuwa; they shouldn't interfere.

A glint flashed in Wu Ming's eyes; these were exactly the words he had been waiting for.

"Hehe," Wu Ming chuckled, breaking the tense atmosphere in the hall.

"The deep bond between Fellow Daoist Nuwa and Fellow Daoist Fuxi is truly touching."

He changed the subject abruptly. "Very well, considering our deep friendship and such frankness."

"Showing mercy to Fellow Daoist Fuxi is not out of the question."

Hope instantly ignited in Nuwa's eyes.

"However... I do have one condition."

"Fellow Daoist, please speak! I will agree to any conditions!" Nuwa said hastily, fearing that Wu Ming would change his mind.

Wu Ming looked at her and slowly said, "It's very simple. I don't need any Innate Spiritual Treasure from you."

"My condition is that after Fellow Daoist Nuwa Prove the Dao and become a Saint in the future, she must do three things for my Wu Clan."

"What?!"

"It's... it's that simple?"

Nuwa was stunned upon hearing this, and even found it hard to believe her ears.

She had expected Wu Ming to propose some extremely harsh conditions, even demanding that she immediately betray the Demon Clan.

Unexpectedly, these were just three things to do after becoming a saint.

In her opinion, this was hardly a condition at all!

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, standing nearby, were equally dumbfounded, exchanging bewildered glances.

Wu Ming's lips curled into a meaningful smile, "Yes, it's that simple."

"However, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you should think carefully about these three things, no matter what they are at that time."

"Whatever my Wu Clan needs, fellow Daoist, you must fulfill it without fail, without any shirking of responsibility."

"Alright!" Nuwa agreed almost without hesitation. "I agree to your conditions, fellow Daoist!"

The speed at which he agreed was so fast that even Wu Ming raised an eyebrow slightly, as if afraid that he would change his mind at any moment.

Wu Ming chuckled inwardly. The value of the three favors bestowed by the future Saint was far beyond what Nuwa could fully comprehend at present.

This is far more precious than any treasure in the world today.

"Alright." Wu Ming nodded, his tone solemn. "Since Fellow Daoist Nuwa is so agreeable, I, too, Nine Cauldrons."

"In this decisive battle between the Lich and the Demon, our Wu Clan will certainly show mercy to Fellow Daoist Fuxi and will not harm his life."

With Wu Ming's promise, Nuwa finally felt completely relieved.

She let out a long sigh of relief, her face showing heartfelt gratitude. "Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Wu Ming! Nuwa will forever remember this kindness!"

She hadn't expected that things would be settled so smoothly today.

She had already prepared herself for Wu Ming to extort a large sum of money from her, or even for her to make a vow.

She hadn't expected the conditions proposed by the other party to be so "simple."

"Now that the matter is settled, I will not disturb you any longer. I will take my leave." Nuwa rose and bowed to Wu Ming.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please take care. I won't see you off any further." Wu Ming nodded slightly.

Nuwa nodded to Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi again, then turned and left the Pangu Hall with light steps.

At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: that her Elder Brother was safe. As for the three promises, she would deal with them in the future.

Watching Nuwa's departing figure, Hong Yun finally couldn't help but speak.

He clicked his tongue and said to Wu Ming, "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, you... you've already agreed?"

"Three things in exchange for Fuxi's life, and only after she becomes a saint... isn't this a bit of a deal..."

He wondered if he was being taken advantage of, but then felt it wasn't quite right.

Zhen Yuanzi also looked at Wu Ming, his heart filled with the same doubts.

Wu Ming looked at his two friends and said slowly, "Hehe, my two fellow Daoists, do you think I've lost out?"

"Is Fuxi's life important? It is very important to Nuwa."

"For us, killing or not killing makes little difference."

"The Demon Clan's defeat is inevitable; one Fuxi can't change anything."

"However, the value of three favors made willingly by a future Saint is immeasurable."

Zhen Yuanzi seemed to be deep in thought, "Fellow Daoist, do you mean that these three things are not as simple as they appear on the surface?"

Wu Ming smiled mysteriously, "Whether it's simple or not depends on a single thought."

Sometimes, the simplest a promise may seem, the more astonishing the power it can unleash.

Looking at the two puzzled people, he continued, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa is eager to save her brother, so she naturally feels she has gained a tremendous advantage."

Little did she know, the key was in those four words, "After becoming a saint."

Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were completely confused, but seeing Wu Ming's confident demeanor, they didn't ask any more questions.

They knew that this Fellow Daoist Wu Ming was always a man of careful planning and meticulous execution, leaving no stone unturned.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Wu Ming waved his hand, changing the subject, his face returning to a relaxed expression.

"My two fellow Daoists have come from afar, and I haven't properly entertained them yet. Come, let's continue enjoying our tea; let's not let these trivial matters spoil our refined enjoyment."

"Haha, good! I'll listen to Fellow Daoist Wu Ming!" Hong Yun immediately laughed.

The three exchanged a smile, and the relaxed atmosphere Pangu Hall returned to normal.

It was as if the deal made with the future Saint just now was nothing more than an insignificant little episode.