Primordial Era: Apprenticeship Under Laozi, I Refine Mythical Golden Elixirs

What's going on here?

"Empress Wa, you may not know, but the relationship between the Human Race and the Witch Clan is quite good right now..."

Luo Xuan roughly explained how the Human Race was refining elixirs for the Witch Clan, subtly mentioning the recent Witch-Demon war.

Nuwa listened quietly, remaining silent for a long time before sighing and saying, "It is the Human Race's fortune to receive the Witch Clan's help. I will not interfere in this matter."

With that, Nuwa's figure slowly dissipated into the air.

Until Nuwa left, the Three Ancestors hadn't recovered, "The Holy Mother isn't going to bother with this?"

Luo Xuan chuckled, "Old Ancestor, I told you Empress Nuwa wouldn't blame us."

"Luo Xuan, you truly have foresight."

The Three Ancestors looked deeply at Luo Xuan, the heavy stone in their hearts finally lifted.

Seeing that the Three Ancestors had dispelled their doubts, Luo Xuan then summoned Hou Yi.

"Brother Hou Yi, we'll have to trouble the Witch Clan further. The Demon Race has been routed, and they will surely target our Human Race next."

Demon Emperor Di Jun possessed the innate spiritual treasure, the River Diagram and Luo Script. In this Primordial Era, nothing could escape its notice except for the Sages.

"That's right. The Demon Race already views us as food. If they learn that the Human Race's elixirs are so beneficial to the Witch Clan, they will definitely not let us off."

Suiren Shi quickly interjected.

Hou Yi heard this and patted his chest, "Don't worry, Brother Luo. I'll definitely inform the Ancestor Witches when I get back."

"With the sons of my Witch Clan here, even Di Jun won't be able to set foot on Shouyang Mountain!"

On the other side, Nuwa opened her eyes, her chest heaving.

Fuxi looked at Nuwa with concern, "Little sister, what's wrong?"

Nuwa shook her head, "It's nothing, just matters concerning the Human Race."

Fuxi was surprised, "The Human Race? What happened to the Human Race?"

Just as Nuwa was about to speak, her eyes suddenly moved.

The next moment, Di Jun's voice echoed from outside, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, is Fellow Daoist Nuwa present?"

Nuwa snorted, "I haven't even sought them out, and they've come knocking on my door."

Seeing Nuwa's angry expression, Fuxi was somewhat bewildered but still lifted the restriction outside their cave dwelling.

Before long, Di Jun walked in with a blank expression.

Behind him followed Bai Ze and others.

Seeing Nuwa's indifferent attitude, Di Jun felt a flicker of displeasure.

However, he still forced a smile and said, "Fellow Daoists, it's been a long time since we last met after leaving the Heavenly Court."

"We are ashamed to say, my brother and I have been in seclusion cultivating in our dojo."

Seeing Nuwa's unwillingness to speak, Fuxi cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask what brings Demon Emperor Di Jun here today?"

Di Jun narrowed his eyes and said, "It's nothing much. Not long ago, my Demon Race fought a great battle with the Witch Clan, and half of the Heavenly Court's elite forces were lost."

"The Witch Clan's casualties were less than ten percent."

Fuxi was shocked, "What? How can the gap be so large?"

Di Jun glanced at Nuwa and said in a deep voice, "Naturally, it's because the Human Race is refining elixirs for the Witch Clan."

"What?" Fuxi subconsciously glanced at Nuwa.

He suddenly realized the atmosphere was a bit off.

Nuwa let out a cold laugh, "Fellow Daoist Di Jun speaks lightly."

"I haven't asked you yet. What did I tell you back then? Why did the Demon Race not restrain themselves from devouring, but instead became even more excessive?"

Di Jun's expression faltered slightly.

Damn, how did Nuwa find out about this?

A moment later, Di Jun realized that he was the one here to question Nuwa.

He said somewhat angrily, "Regardless, the Human Race cannot refine elixirs for the Witch Clan!"

"Empress Wa, they were created by you!"

Nuwa laughed in anger, "You know they were created by me? I will not manage this matter. You handle it yourself."

Di Jun's eyes blazed with anger, and he said coldly, "Nuwa, are you going to oppose me for the sake of mere humans?"

"Don't forget, you are the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Court!"

Nuwa turned her head aside and coldly said, "I won't see you out!"

Di Jun's face instantly turned grim. He let out an angry snort and flicked his sleeve, leaving.

After leaving, Di Jun's eyes flickered with uncertainty.

"The Human Race..."

Nuwa's attitude made Di Jun harbor a deep hatred for the Human Race.

Chapter 22: Let the Heavenly Court Find a New Demon Emperor

After Di Jun left, Fuxi stared blankly at Nuwa.

"Little sister, is what Di Jun just said true?"

He still hadn't recovered.

When did the Human Race become so powerful?

Nuwa bit her lower lip and said, "Big brother, judging by Di Jun's expression, I'm afraid he's going to cause trouble for the Human Race."

Fuxi nodded and pondered, "Many elites in the Heavenly Court were lost because of the Human Race. Di Jun probably won't let this go."

"Big brother, what should we do?" Nuwa's eyes flickered.

On one side was the Human Race she created, like her own children.

On the other side was the Demon Race, and she was the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race...

For a moment, Nuwa was in a dilemma.

This was the first time Fuxi had seen Nuwa wear such a troubled expression since she became a Saint.

Fuxi sighed and said, "It's a pity we've been staying on Phoenix Perch Mountain. Otherwise, the current situation wouldn't be like this."

Back then, when the siblings returned to Phoenix Perch Mountain, Di Jun and the others didn't stop them much.

Wasn't it precisely because he was wary of Nuwa's Saint status?

The current Heavenly Court was basically controlled by Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Seeing Nuwa furrow her brows even tighter, Fuxi's eyes darted.

"Little sister, you don't have to worry so much about this matter."

Nuwa raised an eyebrow and said, "You know the situation of the Human Race. If I don't care, I don't know what fate awaits them."

Fuxi smiled and said, "Little sister, have you forgotten Luo Xuan?"

"Luo Xuan?" Nuwa was slightly stunned, and the image of Luo Xuan she had just seen flashed in her mind.

Fuxi continued, "That kid is now Laozi's disciple."

"The Three Pure Ones can't just stand by and do nothing, can they?"

Nuwa's eyes lit up.

Right! How could I almost forget the Three Pure Ones?

Besides her, a Saint, the Three Pure Ones were the strongest in the Primordial Era.

They were the kind of powerful beings who could make the Primordial Era tremble with a stomp of their foot, and anyone who saw them would show some respect.

Seeing Nuwa's worry turn into joy, Fuxi felt relieved and continued with a smile.

"Besides the Three Pure Ones, there's also the Witch Clan."

"The Witch Clan is so powerful now, isn't it because of the Human Race's elixirs?"

"In the eyes of the Witch Clan, the Human Race is probably a treasure right now. Would they stand by and watch the Demon Race trouble the Human Race?"

"Given the conflict between the Witch and Demon races, they'll probably start fighting before they even see the Human Race."

Fuxi's words carried a hint of schadenfreude.

After all, because of Di Jun and Tai Yi, their positions as Demon Emperors had long been nominal.

Moreover, why did Di Jun dare to be fierce to his little sister just now?

"Big brother is right." Looking at Fuxi's demeanor, Nuwa chuckled, and her mood greatly improved.

However, she still looked in the direction of the Human Race.

Seeing this, Fuxi chuckled, "Still not at ease?"

After a moment of silence, Nuwa nodded, "If the Demon Race truly intends to harm the Human Race, I will lend them a hand."

Looking at Nuwa, who was protecting her own like a cub, Fuxi gave a helpless bitter smile.

Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi frowned as he looked towards Shouyang Mountain and said, "It was one thing to refine some elixirs for Hou Yi, but why are they also having the Human Race on Shouyang Mountain refine elixirs for the Witch Clan?"

The war between the Witches and Demons was related to the tribulation power of the Primordial Era, so the Three Pure Ones and others naturally paid attention.

Upon seeing this, they were greatly startled.

The Witch and Demon races were, after all, great races of the Primordial Era. How could the gap be so large?

Upon closer inspection, good heavens!

The Human Race had been helping the Witch Clan refine elixirs for the past five hundred years.

Tongtian glanced at Yuanshi and said, "Second brother, are you displeased?"