Zhou Qingqing naturally had to cheer Nuwa on.
Nuwa naturally did not betray her trust either.
With a spark of Creation Mystic Light, she plucked myriad arts at her fingertips.
But—
The great powers present had all amassed immense fortune, great merit, and great perseverance. They would not show mercy simply because Nuwa was a female immortal or because she cultivated one of the top ten Great Daos.
Zhou Qingqing had thought that once Nuwa displayed the supreme divine might of the Dao of Creation, the other great gods would recognize the gap between them.
But that was not the case at all.
On the contrary—
Their attacks grew ever sharper.
Though the laws of Nuwa's Dao of Creation were powerful, she currently had one weakness.
She had no innate spirit treasure and could only use the laws of the Great Dao to form Dao arts for attack.
If not for the Fuxi Zither Fuxi held, which could barely protect Nuwa, the siblings might have been overwhelmed long ago.
Naturally, Zhou Qingqing had noticed this as well.
So at this point, Lady Nuwa still did not even have a spirit treasure. No wonder she could not bring much of her strength into play.
In the Primordial World, the future Lady Nuwa, who would possess the most spirit treasures, currently had no innate spirit treasure. No matter how one looked at it, it was rather amusing.
Within the Primordial World—
The ones with the greatest number of spirit treasures were her three masters and Lady Nuwa.
Zhou Qingqing had never considered Nuwa's current circumstances. Seeing the lady fall into a disadvantage because she lacked spirit treasures came as quite a surprise.
Fortunately, Nuwa, who cultivated the laws of the Dao of Creation, was not someone who could be easily handled.
The laws of the Dao of Creation evolved the divine ability Nine Breaths of Qi Absorption, allowing Nuwa's mana to remain perpetually at its peak.
At last, they reached the area near the Sage Meditation Cushion.
However—
At that moment—
A sudden change arose.
Just as Nuwa was about to sit upon the Sage Meditation Cushion, Fuxi, who had been defending her, suddenly changed expression.
Several top-grade spirit treasures radiating formidable spiritual power abruptly appeared before him, all striking viciously at Fuxi and Nuwa.
A single one was already enough to withstand the attacks of Fuxi's zither music.
Once the remaining ones passed through the Fuxi Zither, they would injure Fuxi.
Nuwa came to an abrupt halt, immediately intending to give up the Sage Meditation Cushion and turn to aid her elder brother.
"Little sister, don't mind me. That cushion is a supreme opportunity. Seizing it is what matters most."
Fuxi was deeply versed in the Great Dao of Eight Trigrams and Heavenly Secrets. All he wanted was to send his little sister onto that cushion. To accomplish it, he would not hesitate even if he were injured or his origin damaged.
So this was sibling affection. It truly was dazzling.
Zhou Qingqing did not know the details of the struggle for the Sage Meditation Cushions within Purple Cloud Palace, but now she had personally witnessed how much Fuxi, as an elder brother, gave for his younger sister.
She could not help but sigh in admiration.
Fuxi had calculated everything solely so that his little sister could successfully tread the path to sainthood. That he could speak such words now was truly moving.
Hm, was Di Jun about to help?
It was at this very moment—
Zhou Qingqing suddenly saw Di Jun, clad in a Great Sun imperial robe, wave his sleeve. A River Map and Luo Scroll appeared at once, as though he intended to intervene.
No way—so Di Jun had helped Fuxi and Nuwa at this time?
This was bad, bad. If Di Jun acted now, would he not be able to forge a connection with Fuxi? Then he would have a reason to bring Fuxi and Nuwa, these innate great gods, into the Demon Race's camp.
What Zhou Qingqing found most regrettable was that Nuwa, a Saint, had become a Great Saint of the Demon Race.
At present—
Every being within Purple Cloud Palace was an innate God or Devil. There was no distinction of races at all.
Nuwa, who had obtained the Saint's opportunity, was even destined to become a Saint. She should never have needed to lower herself and join the Demon Race.
Zhou Qingqing had never understood why Nuwa became a Saint of the Demon Race after obtaining the Saint's opportunity, allowing a portion of her fortune to be borrowed for nothing.
Now that she saw everything before her, she finally understood a little.
The root of it all should lie in the scene before her.
Di Jun acted when Fuxi encountered danger and saved Nuwa's brother. In order to repay Di Jun's kindness, Fuxi joined the Demon Race.
To repay the kindness of her brother being saved, Nuwa joined them as well.
This should be a very reasonable explanation.
Ordinarily, this would have been nothing more than a perfectly commonplace matter.
But in Zhou Qingqing's eyes, it was far from simple.
Nuwa would create the Human Race and become their Holy Mother, while the Demon Race would use her status as a Demon Race Saint to stir up trouble and massacre the Human Race.
If Nuwa did not bear the title of Demon Race Saint, how could she be constrained by the Heavenly Dao?
It would be great if Eldest Master could intervene.
Eldest Master's future sect would also be deeply entangled with Lady Nuwa. Compared to Di Jun, I'd rather Eldest Master stepped in...
"..."
Supreme Pure Laozi had actually considered intervening when he saw Fuxi in danger.
Fuxi's willingness, as an elder brother, to spare no cost for his younger sister's achievements had moved him deeply.
He, too, was the elder brother among the Three Pure Ones.
The comparison struck a chord within him.
But when he heard that Di Jun intended to act, Supreme Pure Laozi dismissed the thought.
If someone else stepped in first to help Fuxi, that would naturally be even better.
As long as his objective was achieved, the process did not matter.
But after hearing Zhou Qingqing's inner thoughts, he could no longer simply remain seated.
He had not expected that having Di Jun act would trigger so many changes, or that Nuwa—whom his disciple liked—would suffer endless troubles because of it.
And since Zhou Qingqing had called out so sincerely, it would truly be unbecoming of him not to do anything.
With a flick of his finger, Supreme Pure Laozi sent forth the Heaven-and-Earth Mystic Yellow Exquisite Treasure Pagoda, helping Fuxi block the fatal strike.
Oh, oh, Eldest Master actually made a move! Could it be that Eldest Master had long seen through the fact that he would be connected to Lady Nuwa in the future?
Looks like I had it wrong. Di Jun and Fuxi probably did not forge their friendship in Purple Cloud Palace.
But never mind. It's good enough that Fuxi was saved. In any case, this is a good thing for Master!
Seeing Supreme Pure Laozi, the first to take a seat upon the cushion, lend Fuxi a hand, those mighty experts who had attacked could only swallow their fury in silence.
The Three Pure Ones, who had been the first to sit upon the cushions, possessed formidable strength. The moment they acted, they brought out an acquired merit-based supreme defensive treasure. There was simply no way to break through it, so they could only withdraw.
Di Jun's expression stiffened slightly.
He had originally been preparing to act. Fuxi's cultivation had displayed immense potential, making him wish to befriend him, yet Supreme Pure Laozi had unexpectedly beaten him to it.
Now that the dust had settled, he had no chance to act and could only put away the River Map and Luo Scroll.
"Many thanks, fellow Daoist, for intervening."
Fuxi and Nuwa turned their gazes toward Supreme Pure Laozi, conveying their gratitude.
Supreme Pure Laozi's expression remained as still as an ancient well.
"No need for thanks. I saw that the bond between you brother and sister was exceedingly firm, and it moved me. That is why I acted."
Wow, I never expected Eldest Master to have such an elder-brotherly side. He's completely unlike that cold and heartless figure he becomes later. Sure enough, the current Eldest Master is better.
Supreme Pure Laozi had originally wanted to continue speaking with Fuxi and Nuwa for a while.
But Zhou Qingqing's sudden praise threw him into such disarray that he could only tell them they could come to Eastern Kunlun to discuss the Dao, then fell silent.
The praise had hit him too hard. He needed a moment to recover.
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