Above the contract, divine light suddenly shone, and profound Dao patterns seemed to come alive, flowing and intertwining, ultimately being deeply imprinted in the depths of the void and disappearing from sight.
An invisible force of Karma and effect instantly connected Qing Huan and Nuwa, and a mysterious thread stretched towards the yet-to-be-born future human race. With the Heavenly Dao as witness, the contract was made and could not be revoked.
Nuwa held the Innate Gourd Vine and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil in her hands. The vast and pure aura of Creation merged seamlessly with her own Dao Fruit. The Hongmeng Purple Qi within her primordial spirit was more active than ever before, leaping and chirping joyfully, guiding her on the path ahead.
The opportunity to achieve sainthood was clearer than ever before, and the fog that Kalpa seemed to dissipate in an instant.
However, the price paid was equally heavy.
The loss of the River Mountains Diagram and the White Jade Pure Gourd was secondary; the promise of "two-tenths of the Luck" left a subtle yet indelible mark on her flawless Dao heart.
She gave Qing Huan a deep look, her gaze complex and unfathomable. There was relief at the successful deal, resentment at being outmaneuvered, and a faint premonition about the future, though this premonition was overshadowed by her eagerness to become a saint.
"Fellow Daoist Qing Huan, now that this matter is settled, I shall take my leave."
Nuwa's voice was cold and clear. She said no more, and with a flicker of her body, she transformed into a streak of seven-colored light, heading straight out of Yingzhou Immortal Island and towards her Wa Huang Palace Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. She needed to immediately go into seclusion to comprehend the mechanism to become a saint and turn the guidance from the darkness into reality.
As he watched Nuwa depart, Qing Huan's smile gradually faded, transforming into a profound tranquility.
With a wave of his hand, the River Mountains Diagram and the White Jade Pure Gourd that were floating in the air fell into his hands.
The River Mountains Diagram is warm and smooth to the touch. Within the painting, a vast world unfolds, with mountains, rivers, the sun, Sun, Moon, and Stars faintly visible, containing the wonders of endless spatial Creation.
The White Jade Pure Gourd is pure white and flawless, cool to the touch, and contains a chaotic space that can absorb all things and nourish spirituality. It is also a rare and top-grade Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.
"Two top-grade spiritual treasures, plus 20% of the future human race's Luck... This deal is definitely worth it."
Qing Huan's fingertips brushed across the scroll of the River Mountains Diagram, feeling its vast power, and he secretly made plans in his heart.
Humanity's potential is clearer than any other being in this world; they will be the future Protagonist of Heaven and Earth, and their Luck is the most magnificent in the Primordial Wilderness.
These two percent of his Luck, though seemingly insignificant, are in fact an immeasurable fortune, crucial to his future path.
As for whether Nuwa would harbor resentment towards the human race because of this, Qing Huan was not worried.
The will of Heavenly Dao dictates that creating humans and making them saints is an inevitable path for Nuwa, and cannot be changed by her subjective will.
Moreover, once the human race was born, the connection that originated from bloodline and Creation was by no means easily severed.
After putting away the two magical treasures, Qing Huan did not stay on Yingzhou Island for long.
With a thought, his figure merged into the void, and the next moment, he appeared above the endless Netherworld Sea of Blood, where the murderous aura soared to the sky and the Blood Waves rolled.
The Blood Sea churned, and the wailing of wronged souls was formed from the navel of the Great God Pangu, gathering the most filthy and defiled energy between heaven and earth.
However, at the heart of this filthy land lies a relatively tranquil palace complex, which is the Dao Field of the Ancestor Minghe.
"Minghe, come out and see me."
Qing Huan's voice was calm, yet it clearly pierced through the clamor of the sea of the Blood Sea, reaching deep into the palace.
As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red shadow shot out from the palace and landed in front of Qing Huan, revealing his figure. It was none other than the Ancestor Minghe, who was wearing a blood-red Daoist robe and had a sinister yet respectful expression.
"Big brother!"
Minghe bowed respectfully, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Qing Huan great supernatural powers; there must be a reason for his arrival.
Qing Huan sized up Minghe and noticed that his aura was even stronger than when they last met, but there was a hint of anxiety between his brows that he could not hide.
Having severed his two corpses and entered the Mid-Quasi-Saint long ago, the third corpse, "Self Corpse," remains elusive and difficult to grasp.
"You've been stuck at this bottleneck for some time now."
Qing Huan pointed it out directly.
A bitter look appeared on Minghe's face:
"Brother, you are wise. Self-obsession is the hardest thing to overcome, and besides... alas, I always feel that my foundation is unstable, my Luck is lacking, and it is difficult to achieve perfection."
Qing Huan nodded, said no more, and took out the White Jade Pure Gourd he had obtained from Nuwa.
As soon as the gourd appeared, its soft white light dispelled some of the surrounding bloodthirsty energy, radiating a pure and vast innate spiritual energy.
"This is the first gourd that grows on the Innate Gourd Vine, White Jade Pure Gourd that can nourish the soul and stabilize the spirit. It will be helpful for you to sever your Self Corpse."
Qing Huan handed the gourd over.
"You have already used the two gourds of the same origin that I gave you before to sever your Two Corpses of Good and Evil. Now that you have obtained this treasure, all three corpses are of the same origin. Your foundation can be repaired, and your future will naturally appear."
When Minghe saw the White Jade Pure Gourd and felt the familiar aura emanating from the same source, his eyes instantly burst with wild joy!
With trembling hands, he took the gourd. The warm, smooth touch seemed to soothe the disharmony deep within his primordial spirit caused by the absence of the Karma Red Lotus.
"Thank you so much, brother! Thank you so much, brother!"
Minghe was so excited he could hardly contain himself. With this third gourd-shaped spiritual treasure of the same origin, his hope of severing his Self Corpse had greatly increased, and the door to the Late-Quasi-Saint had already opened for him!
Don't be too happy yet.
Qing Huan waved his hand.
"Spiritual treasures are merely external objects; the key lies in your own path."
You were born in the Blood Sea, wielding the power of killing. Your path is unique, yet you are prone to falling into obsession.
"To truly understand oneself, one must awaken to one's true nature and recognize one's place in this Primordial Wilderness world, rather than blindly indulging in the Blood Sea path of slaughter."
Qing Huan's voice was not loud, but it resonated like a great bell, striking the heart of the Minghe.
Right at the Edge of the Sea of Blood, he sat cross-legged in the void and began to explain the profound mysteries of the Great Dao to the Minghe.
From the Primordial Chaos to the order of heaven and earth, from Karma to the cycle of killing and Merit, every word is precious and points directly to the origin.
Styx listened intently, holding his breath. Qing Huan's sermon was not a forced indoctrination of any particular ideology, but rather a way of guiding him to think and understand his own "Dao," like parting the Minghe to reveal the sun.
The fog that had troubled him for so long gradually dissipated in Qing Huan's words, and he gained a completely new understanding of "self," the meaning of the Asura Race's existence, and the balance between killing and creation.
His aura began to fluctuate violently, causing the Blood Sea to churn. Countless remnant souls sensed the change in the aura of the Ancestor Minghe and knelt down in devout worship in this direction.
After an unknown amount of time, Minghe suddenly opened his eyes, the bloodlust in them subsided, replaced by an unprecedented clarity and determination.
Above his head, Celebration Cloud rolled and Three Flowers swayed, and the illusory lotus flower representing "self" suddenly solidified!
"Cut!"
With a low shout, Minghe sent out a figure that looked exactly like him, but with a purer and more transcendent aura. The figure stepped out from the Celebration Cloud, bowed to Qing Huan and Minghe's main body, and then disappeared into the top of Minghe's head.
Boom!
An immense aura, far surpassing anything before, surged from the Minghe, stirring up the Blood Sea for thousands of miles! Late-Quasi-Saint! A natural progression!
"Congratulations, brother, you've taken another step forward on the Great Dao."
Qing Huan smiled and nodded.