Vast golden light of Merit split into two portions and poured down from the Nine Heavens.
One portion, roughly eighty percent of the total, descended upon Nuwa.
The remaining twenty percent descended upon Gu Xi.
After Nuwa fused with that vast golden light of Merit, an immense pressure that seemed to transcend all things immediately rose from her body.
An Auspicious Cloud emerged above her head, within which floated a Dao Fruit suffused with profound mystery.
A strand of Primordial Violet Qi was coiled around that mysterious Dao Fruit.
At this moment, that strand of Primordial Violet Qi completely fused with the Dao Fruit.
In an instant, an infinitely resplendent beam of violet light burst from the Dao Fruit, piercing the azure heavens, traversing time and space, and entering the unseen source of the Heavenly Dao.
Following the violet light, the Dao Fruit crossed boundless time and space in an instant, entering the source of the Heavenly Dao and intertwining with its endless laws.
Then, the Dao Fruit began to transform. An incomparable Primordial Saint Radiance suddenly bloomed, illuminating billions upon billions of time-spaces and immeasurable worlds.
In another instant, the fully transformed Dao Fruit returned to Nuwa's body and fused with her.
At once, an incomparably vast power of Fortune spread from Nuwa, instantly extending throughout the entire Primordial World and even into the chaos beyond.
At this moment, Nuwa had completely fused with the Innate Great Dao of Creation and become the master of a Dao.
The mighty power radiating from her now completely surpassed that of a Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate.
At this time, violet qi soared throughout the Primordial World, heavenly flowers rained down, and golden lotuses surged from the earth.
Such vast power and extraordinary phenomena shocked all the Great Supernatural Beings of Hong Huang.
"She became a saint... Little Sister has attained the Dao and become a saint."
On Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi watched Nuwa radiate vast power, his body trembling with excitement.
"Junior Sister Nuwa actually attained the Dao and became a saint before us."
On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones gazed across countless billions of miles at Nuwa's figure. Their eyes held both complexity and excitement.
The three of them considered themselves the Pangu Orthodox Lineage and were even Nuwa's senior brothers, yet they had now fallen behind her. Naturally, this left them somewhat displeased.
However, since Nuwa could become a saint, they could do the same. That thought made them excited again.
"The first saint after Dao Ancestor Hongjun has been born. Nuwa has become a saint. Will the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti be next? Is the era of saints about to arrive?"
The expressions of the many Great Supernatural Beings and Primordial Ancient Gods were all exceedingly complicated.
For many of them, the arrival of the era of saints would not be a good thing.
Although the Witch and Demon Races dominated the Primordial World, there were actually many other factions guarded by Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords, and they were not weak either.
Even the Witch and Demon Races did not dare offend those factions lightly.
Thus, although the Witch and Demon Races were the strongest, many Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords still lived freely and comfortably.
But if the era of saints arrived, things would be different.
The power of saints was far too terrifying.
Beneath saints, all were ants.
Once the era of saints truly arrived, every Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate and God and Demon Dao Lord would likely have no choice but to tuck their tails and live discreetly.
Clearly, this was not what those Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords wished to see.
However, the ones with the most complicated feelings were Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"A saint... so this is a saint? Truly powerful. Even separated by countless billions of miles, the fluctuations of her power still make my heart tremble..."
Within the Demon Race Heavenly Court, Di Jun muttered to himself, his hands already clenched tightly into fists.
"Brother, a saint's power truly is too great. Without becoming a saint, one will remain an ant," Donghuang Taiyi said in shock. "I feel that even if I fully activated the Chaos Bell, I would still find it difficult to withstand a single strike from Nuwa as she is now."
"Without becoming a saint, one will remain an ant."
"How can becoming a saint be so easy?" Di Jun sighed. "Even if we reached the peak of the Quasi-Sage realm, so what? You saw it just now. Aside from the aid of vast Merit, that strand of Primordial Violet Qi was also crucial to Nuwa's successful attainment of the Dao and sainthood..."
"It was precisely that strand of Primordial Violet Qi that became a bridge, allowing her Dao Fruit to smoothly enter the source of the Heavenly Dao and complete its transformation."
"Without Primordial Violet Qi, our chances of attaining the Dao and becoming saints are infinitesimal."
Deep unwillingness surfaced in Di Jun's golden eyes.
As lord of the Demon Race Heavenly Court, his status in Hong Huang was incomparably exalted. Moreover, he was an Innate Divine Saint born from the sun, a natural Solar Supreme with extraordinary foundations and peerless strength.
Yet he had not received the Primordial Violet Qi bestowed by Hongjun.
Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and the other six had all received it instead.
How could he possibly accept that?
Especially now, as he watched Nuwa, a Great Supernatural Being of the Demon Race like himself, attain the Dao and become a saint before his very eyes, his unwillingness grew to the extreme.
Naturally, Donghuang Taiyi understood the unwillingness in Di Jun's heart.
"Brother... why be so disheartened? Don't forget that there is someone else who received Primordial Violet Qi from the Dao Ancestor, and he is not even the Dao Ancestor's disciple."
Donghuang Taiyi spoke with a faint smile.
"Hm? You mean..."
A sharp light suddenly flashed through Di Jun's eyes as he looked toward Donghuang Taiyi. The latter nodded slightly.
"It is indeed an opportunity, and it is also our only opportunity to obtain Primordial Violet Qi... No matter what, we cannot miss this chance."
Di Jun understood Donghuang Taiyi's meaning, and cruel, cold light burst from his eyes.
Witch Race.
Pangu Sacred Hall.
Twelve towering figures whose baleful qi reached the heavens stood within Pangu Sacred Hall like twelve ancient demonic mountains.
"Nuwa has become a saint," Zhu Rong said in a deep, muffled voice.
He had a beast's head and a human body, wore red scales, fire serpents pierced through his ears, and fire dragons beneath his feet. Vast fluctuations of fire laws constantly emanated from his body.
"Rubbish. Do you need to tell us? Can't we see for ourselves?"
Gong Gong rolled his eyes irritably.
He had a python's head and a human body, wore black scales, stood upon a black dragon, and had a green python wrapped around his arm. Water rippled around him as the laws of water revolved about his body, forming a vortex.
"Gong Gong, do you feel uncomfortable if you don't oppose me?" Zhu Rong immediately flew into a rage at Gong Gong's retort, vast divine power of fire surging like tides.
"What? Got a problem with that?" Gong Gong sneered, wholly unafraid.
"Enough! At a time like this, you're still bickering?" Seeing Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, the two old rivals, start up again, Di Jiang shouted in displeasure.
"Two elder brothers, Nuwa becoming a saint concerns the survival of our Witch Race. Please stop quarreling now."
Houtu also spoke.
With Di Jiang and Houtu speaking one after another, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong finally calmed down and stopped arguing. They also understood that this was not the time for internal conflict.
"Nuwa becoming a saint is indeed an enormous threat to our Witch Race."
"However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun once said that demons rule the heavens while witches rule the earth... Presumably, even after becoming a saint, Nuwa cannot completely disregard Dao Ancestor Hongjun's command and attack our Witch Race."
"Of course, we cannot place the fate of the Witch Race upon Nuwa's mercy or her obedience to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Divine Decree. We must strengthen our own power as quickly as possible..."
"...We must hurry and practice the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. This is the Witch Race's ultimate trump card. If we can use the formation to successfully condense the Dharma Idol of Father God Pangu, we may not be unable to contend against saints."
After some discussion, the Twelve Ancestral Witches decided to immediately enter seclusion and comprehend the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, hoping to unleash even more terrifying power from this fierce formation.
Nuwa becoming a saint had an enormous impact on the Primordial World.
All Great Supernatural Beings were watching Nuwa.
Naturally, none of them overlooked Gu Xi either.
Nuwa had obtained merely eighty percent of the Merit of Creating Humans, yet she had successfully attained the Dao and become a saint.
This showed just how vast the Merit of Creating Humans was.
And Gu Xi, a mere Heavenly Immortal, had actually received twenty percent of the Merit of Creating Humans. How could the many Great Supernatural Beings not covet it?
If the newly ascended saint Nuwa had not been beside Gu Xi, and if she had not seemed to share a close relationship with him,
many Great Supernatural Beings would have long since attacked Gu Xi.
Gu Xi could clearly feel those scorching gazes falling upon him.
He knew that countless Great Supernatural Beings must be watching him at this moment.
He also knew that those Great Supernatural Beings were surely incomparably envious of and covetous toward the Merit he had received.
However, he did not care in the slightest.
With the Heavenly Dao protecting him, they could come and hit him if they had the guts!
"Cough, cough... I wonder which filthy people are peeping at me?"
"I know that someone as outstanding as me is destined to captivate countless people and be coveted and desired by all."
"But... let me tell you filthy lot, stop dreaming. I'm the man you'll never have. I already belong to someone."
Gu Xi grandly swept his gaze across the surrounding void, spat carelessly, then let his eyes settle slightly upon Nuwa.
Three Pure Ones: "..."
Jieyin, Zhunti: "..."
Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi: "..."
Twelve Ancestral Witches: "..."
Fuxi: "..."
Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun, Minghe: "..."
At this moment, every Great Supernatural Being and Primordial Ancient God watching Buzhou Mountain had twitching mouths.
They all wondered whether they had misheard him.
A mere Heavenly Immortal actually dared speak to them like that.
What did he mean by peeping?
What did he mean by filthy people?
How utterly outrageous.
They, dignified Great Supernatural Beings, had actually been called filthy peeping creeps...
This Heavenly Immortal truly did not know the difference between life and death.
Moreover, this Heavenly Immortal's skin was unimaginably thick. He actually had the nerve to call himself outstanding and claim that he would captivate countless people.
If they had not been wary of Gu Xi's relationship with Nuwa, the many Great Supernatural Beings would have wanted nothing more than to slap Gu Xi into a pulp.
Nuwa's face was also dark with frustration at this moment.
When Gu Xi spoke that last sentence, he had suddenly looked toward her... It was far too easy for people to misunderstand and let their imaginations run wild.
Nuwa knew that from this day onward, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she would never wash away this stain on her reputation.
"I won't get angry. I won't get angry. He's the Heavenly Dao's 'illegitimate son.' Even if I've become a saint, I still can't do anything to him..."
Nuwa took several deep breaths. In the end, she truly could not endure it any longer. She shot Gu Xi a fierce glare, transformed into a streak of divine light, and rushed into the chaos to open Wa Huang Heaven.
She feared that if she remained here any longer, she would not be able to stop herself from slapping Gu Xi to death.
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