Gu Xi: I Am a Person You Can't Have!

Vast golden light of Merit, split into two portions, poured down from the nine heavens.

One portion, about eighty percent in size, landed on Nuwa.

The remaining twenty percent landed on Gu Xi.

After Nuwa merged with that vast golden light of Merit, a boundless pressure, as if transcending all things, immediately surged from her.

Above her head, an Auspicious Cloud appeared, within which floated a profound Dao Fruit.

And coiled around that profound Dao Fruit was a strand of Primordial Violet Qi.

At this moment, that strand of Primordial Violet Qi completely merged with the Dao Fruit.

In an instant, a beam of infinitely brilliant purple light erupted from the Dao Fruit, piercing the azure firmament, shattering space-time, and entering the Origin of the Heavenly Dao in the unseen depths.

That Dao Fruit, along the purple light, instantly traversed infinite space-time and entered the Origin of the Heavenly Dao, intertwining with the infinite laws within.

Subsequently, that Dao Fruit began to transform. An unparalleled Primordial Saint Radiance suddenly bloomed, illuminating countless eons of space-time and immeasurable worlds.

In another instant, the transformed Dao Fruit returned to Nuwa's body and merged with her.

Instantly, an immensely vast power of creation spread from Nuwa, swiftly reaching the entire Primordial World and even the Chaos.

At this moment, Nuwa had completely merged with the "Innate Great Dao of Creation," becoming the master of that Dao.

The power emanating from her now completely surpassed that of a Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate.

At this time, the entire Primordial World was filled with soaring purple qi, golden flowers raining from the heavens, and golden lotuses springing from the earth.

Such grand power and auspicious phenomena shocked all the great divine abilities in the Primordial World.

"She became a Saint... Little sister has attained the Dao and become a Saint."

On Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi watched Nuwa, radiating immense power, his body trembling with excitement.

"Junior Sister Nuwa actually attained the Dao and became a Saint one step ahead of us."

On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones, separated by billions of miles, gazed at Nuwa's figure, their eyes revealing a complex emotion mixed with excitement.

The three of them, considering themselves the true lineage of Pangu and Nuwa's senior brothers, had now fallen behind Nuwa, which inevitably made them feel a bit displeased.

However, thinking that if Nuwa could become a Saint, so could they, they became 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?"

Many great divine abilities and Primordial Ancient Gods wore complex expressions.

The arrival of the Era of Saints was not a good thing for many of them.

Although the Witch and Demon Races were currently the dominant powers in the Primordial World, there were still many other forces led by Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords that were not weak.

Even the Witch and Demon Races dared not easily offend these forces.

Therefore, even with the dominance of the Witch and Demon Races, many Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords still lived quite freely.

But if the Era of Saints arrived, it would be different.

The power of a Saint was too terrifying.

Beneath a Saint, all are ants.

Once the Era of Saints truly arrived, it was likely that all Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords would have to live cautiously and low-key.

This was clearly not something these Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerates and God and Demon Dao Lords wished to see.

However, the most complex emotions were felt by Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"A Saint, is this the power of a Saint? Truly powerful. Even separated by billions of miles, its power fluctuations still make my heart race..."

In the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, Di Jun muttered to himself, his hands clenched into fists.

"Imperial Brother, the power of a Saint is indeed too immense. It seems that without becoming a Saint, one will ultimately be an ant." Donghuang Taiyi also said with shock, "I feel that even if I fully activate the Chaos Bell, I would still find it difficult to withstand a single strike from Nuwa now."

"It seems that without becoming a Saint, one is ultimately an ant."

"How difficult is it to become a Saint?" Di Jun sighed, saying, "Even if we reach the peak of Quasi-Saint, what of it? As you just saw, besides the vast Merit that aided Nuwa in successfully attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint, that strand of Primordial Violet Qi was also crucial..."

"It was precisely that strand of Primordial Violet Qi that acted as a bridge, allowing her Dao Fruit to successfully enter the Origin of the Heavenly Dao and complete its transformation."

"We do not have Primordial Violet Qi. The chance of successfully attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint is minuscule."

A deep sense of unwillingness appeared in Di Jun's golden eyes.

As the Lord of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, his status in the Primordial World was incomparably noble. Moreover, he was an Innate Divine Saint born from the sun, a natural Solar Supreme with extraordinary origins and formidable strength.

Yet, he had not received the Primordial Violet Qi bestowed by Hongjun.

Instead, Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and six others had all received it.

How could he be content?

Especially now, watching Nuwa, a fellow great divine ability of the Demon Race, attain the Dao and become a Saint, this unwillingness intensified to the extreme.

Donghuang Taiyi naturally knew Di Jun's inner unwillingness.

"Imperial Brother... why be so dejected? Have you forgotten that there is still one person who received the Primordial Violet Qi from the Dao Ancestor, and he is not even a disciple of the Dao Ancestor."

Donghuang Taiyi said with a light smile.

"Hmm? You mean..."

Di Jun's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he looked at Donghuang Taiyi, who nodded slightly.

"It is indeed an opportunity, and it is also our only chance to obtain the Primordial Violet Qi... No matter what, we cannot miss this opportunity."

Di Jun understood Donghuang Taiyi's meaning, and a ruthless and cold light erupted in his eyes.

Witch Race.

Pangu Sacred Hall.

Twelve majestic figures radiating immense Sha Qi stood like twelve ancient demonic mountains within the Pangu Sacred Hall.

"Nuwa has become a Saint," Zhu Rong said in a deep voice.

He had a beast's head and a human's body, was covered in red scales, had fire snakes in his ears, and trod upon fire dragons. His entire being constantly emanated vast fluctuations of fire laws.

"Nonsense, do you think we don't know? Can't you see?"

Gong Gong rolled his eyes impatiently.

He had a python's head and a human's body, was covered in black scales, trod upon black dragons, and had green pythons wrapped around his arms. Water rippled around him, and the laws of water spun around him, forming a vortex.

"Gong Gong, don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't argue with me?" Seeing Gong Gong talk back, Zhu Rong instantly became angry. Vast flames and Divine Power surged like a tide.

"What? Do you have a problem?" Gong Gong sneered, showing no fear.

"Enough! What time is it, and you're still arguing?" Di Jiang, seeing his two old rivals Zhu Rong and Gong Gong start arguing again, roared in dissatisfaction.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Nuwa becoming a Saint is a matter of survival for our Witch Race. Can you stop arguing now?"

Houtu also spoke.

Seeing Di Jiang and Houtu speak successively, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong finally calmed down and stopped arguing. They also understood that it was indeed not the time for internal conflict.

"Nuwa becoming a Saint is indeed a huge threat to our Witch Race."

"However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun once said that the Yao rule the heavens, and the Witches rule the earth... I suppose even if Nuwa becomes a Saint, she cannot completely disregard Dao Ancestor Hongjun's command and attack our Witch Race."

"Of course, we cannot place the fate of the Witch Race on Nuwa's mercy or her adherence to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's decree. We must strengthen our own power as soon as possible..."

"...We must urgently practice the 'Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation'. This is our Witch Race's ultimate trump card. If we can successfully condense the Dharma image of Father God Pangu through the formation, we might be able to contend with a Saint."

After a period of discussion, the Twelve Ancestral Witches decided to immediately enter seclusion to comprehend the 'Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation', hoping to unleash even more terrifying power from this formidable formation.

Nuwa's ascension to Sainthood had too great an impact on the Primordial World.

All great divine-powers were paying attention to Nuwa.

Of course, no one ignored Gu Xi either.

Nuwa only obtained eighty percent of the Merit of Creating Humans and successfully attained the Saintly path.

This showed how immense the Merit of Creating Humans was.

And Gu Xi, a mere Heavenly Immortal, actually obtained twenty percent of the Merit of Creating Humans. How could this not make many great divine-powers envious?

If not for Nuwa, who had just attained Sainthood, being beside Gu Xi, and seemingly having a not-so-shallow relationship with him.

Many great divine-powers would have already made a move against Gu Xi.

Gu Xi could clearly feel those gazes filled with fervent heat falling upon him.

He knew that countless great divine-powers must be watching him at this moment.

He also knew that these great divine-powers must be extremely envious and covetous of the Merit he had obtained.

However, he was completely indifferent to this.

With the protection of the Heavenly Dao, come and hit me if you dare!

"Ahem... I wonder which filthy people are peeping at me?"

"I know that someone as outstanding as me is destined to be famous everywhere, coveted and desired by countless people."

"But... I want to tell you all, you filthy people, don't harbor any foolish fantasies. You can't have me. I already belong to someone."

Gu Xi brazenly swept his gaze around the surrounding void, spat disdainfully, and then his gaze fell slightly on Nuwa.

Three Pure Ones: "..."

Jieyin, Zhunti: "..."

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi: "..."

Twelve Ancestral Witches: "..."

Fuxi: "..."

Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Minghe: "..."

At this moment, all the great divine-powers and Primordial Ancient Gods who were watching Buzhou Mountain had twitching corners of their mouths.

They all suspected if they had heard wrong.

A mere Heavenly Immortal dared to speak to them like this.

What did he mean by "peeping"?

What do you call a despicable person?

This is outrageous.

They, the great Spiritual Powers, were actually called despicable people who peeped...

This Heavenly Immortal truly doesn't know the meaning of death.

Moreover, this Heavenly Immortal is incredibly thick-skinned, it's hard to imagine, he actually had the nerve to boast about being excellent, and even said he was popular with thousands.

If it weren't for the relationship between Gu Xi and Nuwa, the great Spiritual Powers would have wished to smash Gu Xi into a pulp with a single slap right now.

And Nuwa's face was also covered in black lines at this moment.

When Gu Xi said his last sentence, his gaze suddenly turned to her... this made it too easy to misunderstand and let one's imagination run wild.

Nuwa knew that from today onwards, the "stain" on her would be impossible to wash away, even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry, he's the 'illegitimate son' of the Heavenly Dao, even if I become a saint, I can't do anything to him..."

Nuwa took a deep breath, and finally couldn't hold back. She glared fiercely at Gu Xi, turned into a beam of Divine Light, and rushed into the Chaos to create Wa Huang Heaven.

She was afraid that if she continued to stay here, she would be unable to resist killing Gu Xi.