Nuwa Calls for Backup

In Kunlun Mountain, a thousand years had slipped by.

Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones sat facing each other, their expressions varied.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi remained as it was, suspended within each of their Primordial Spirits, motionless, profound and unfathomable.

Nuwa spoke first, her voice carrying an indescribable weariness: "A thousand years, and this Hongmeng Purple Qi—can it truly be comprehended?"

Taiqing opened his eyes, those calm, well-like pupils now rippling.

He shook his head and said, "No clue at all."

Yuanshi let out a cold snort, his entire aura unstable: "How could what the Teacher bestowed be false! It's just that our affinity is shallow, unable to glimpse even a fraction of it!"

Yet despite his words, the irritation in his tone was impossible to hide.

Tongtian also looked dejected, scratching his head.

"What the hell is this thing?"

"It's right there, you can feel its extraordinariness, but you can't grasp it, can't reach it! It's maddening!"

Taiqing slowly exhaled a turbid breath, his brow deeply furrowed.

"The Dao we cultivate seems to have no direct connection to this Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"It's more like a key, but we don't know which door it's meant to unlock."

Nuwa looked at her three senior brothers, her suspicion growing heavier.

"Could it be... that this Hongmeng Purple Qi truly cannot be comprehended through our own efforts alone?"

She bit her lower lip, a thought that had lingered in her mind for long finally spoken aloud.

"Three senior brothers, this junior sister has an idea, though I'm unsure if I should say it."

Taiqing said, "Junior sister, speak freely."

Yuanshi and Tongtian also turned to look at her.

"Beneath the Teacher's seat, besides us four, there are also the two Fellow Daoists from the West, Jieyin and Zhunti, who also received the Hongmeng Purple Qi and are the Teacher's Nominal Disciples."

Nuwa paused, observing the reactions of the Three Pure Ones.

"This little sister wonders, since the four of us joining forces have achieved nothing, why not..."

"Invite those two to come and comprehend together?"

"Perhaps this Hongmeng Purple Qi requires the combined strength of all six of us to find that thread of opportunity!"

As her words fell, Taiqing's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, and he did not speak immediately.

Yuanshi's face, however, darkened instantly, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

"Junior sister! Do not speak nonsense!" His voice suddenly rose, laced with anger.

"Hmph! Those two from the West only obtained the Teacher's pity and were granted Saint positions by crying and wailing, throwing tantrums in Zixiao Palace!"

"Such behavior—how is it different from a rogue? They've utterly disgraced all of us who attended Zixiao Palace!"

"For me to comprehend the Great Dao alongside such shameless scum? It would be a supreme humiliation! This poor Daoist scorns to associate with them!"

Yuanshi grew more agitated as he spoke, his chest heaving, clearly holding a strong grudge against those two.

Tongtian also frowned deeply, curling his lip: "Those two fellows... really aren't fit for the stage. Sniveling and whimpering—what kind of conduct is that?"

Though his reaction wasn't as intense as Yuanshi's, he was clearly unwilling as well.

Seeing this, Nuwa sighed inwardly.

How could she not know that these three senior brothers, especially Yuanshi, had always looked down on the two from the West?

She let out a sigh and dropped a bombshell.

"Three senior brothers, are you aware of the recent situation with the Demon Race?"

Taiqing looked at her: "The Demon Race? Di Jun and Taiyi have unified the Demon Race, their Destiny is at its peak—of course we know of this."

"It's more than that." Nuwa's expression grew grave. "From what I've learned, Di Jun and my elder brother are jointly deducing a supreme formation, named the Great Formation of the Stars."

"This formation draws upon the power of the stars in the heavens. Once deployed, its might is boundless, enough to destroy heaven and earth."

"Three senior brothers, think about it. The Demon Race is already powerful. If they obtain such a killing formation, to what extent will their strength swell?"

"The Primordial Wilderness is bound to fall into utter chaos!"

"By then, if we have yet to Attain Sainthood, beneath such a cataclysmic tribulation, even self-preservation may become a luxury!"

Nuwa's words struck like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, sending the Three Pure Ones' faces into violent change.

Taiqing's half-closed eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing through them.

"Junior sister Nuwa, are these words true?"

His voice was no longer calm, carrying a hint of urgency.

The disdain on Yuanshi's face vanished completely, replaced by deep wariness and shock.

Though proud, he knew well the terror of the power of the stars.

Nuwa nodded solemnly. "Absolutely certain. My elder brother once sent word mentioning this matter, and progress has been quite smooth."

"Otherwise, I would not have been so anxious as to come disturb you three senior brothers and discuss jointly comprehending the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

Taiqing was silent for a long time before finally speaking. "Junior Sister, your concerns are not without reason."

He looked at Yuanshi and Tongtian. "The greater picture must come first."

Just four words, yet they made his stance clear.

Yuanshi's chest heaved once, but in the end, he let out a heavy snort through his nose.

"Fine! For the sake of the Great Dao, I'll grit my teeth and bear it!"

"But I'll say this now—if those two try any tricks again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Tongtian also sighed. "Alright, alright. Extra help is always welcome. Even if those two helpers aren't exactly likable."

Seeing the Three Pure Ones relent, Nuwa felt somewhat reassured.

"Then there's no time to waste. Let us set out immediately for Mount Sumeru in The West."

Taiqing nodded. "Agreed."

Four figures, without delay, left Kunlun Mountain directly and flew westward.

Mount Sumeru.

Unlike the blessed immortal mountains of the East, this place still carried a hint of ruin and desolation, but its spiritual energy was far richer than before—clearly, Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti had put no small effort into it over the years.

Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti sat facing each other in silent meditation, their faces full of worry.

"Senior Brother, what exactly is this Hongmeng Purple Qi supposed to be?" Zhunti sighed dejectedly. "The Teacher bestowed it upon us—surely not just for us to stare at?"

Daoist Jieyin's expression grew even more bitter. "Junior Brother, do not be impatient. This is the foundation for becoming a Saint, profound and unfathomable. That we, with our dull aptitudes, cannot comprehend it is only natural."

Even as he said this, the anxiety in his heart was no less than Zhunti's.

The West was barren. Having finally obtained this great Opportunity, if they failed to grasp it, they would have no one to cry to.

Just then, both figures opened their eyes simultaneously, looking beyond the mountain.

"Guests have arrived... but I fear they come with ill intent," Zhunti muttered.

Soon, four figures appeared outside the dojo on Mount Sumeru.

They were the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa.

Jieyin and Zhunti quickly rose to welcome them.

"Oh my, what rare guests! We had no idea Fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones and Fellow Daoist Nuwa were gracing us with your presence. Forgive us for not receiving you from afar!" Zhunti spoke first, brimming with enthusiasm.

Daoist Jieyin also clasped his hands in greeting. "Greetings to all Fellow Daoists."

Taiqing gave a slight nod. "We have disturbed you two Fellow Daoists."

Yuanshi only gave a cold nod, too lazy to say even a single word more.

Tongtian, however, cupped his fists. "Fellow Daoist Jieyin, Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

Nuwa stepped forward and concisely explained the entire situation—how the four of them had spent a thousand years comprehending the Hongmeng Purple Qi with no results, and her speculation that it might require all six of them to gather before it could be understood.

Of course, she did not mention the Demon Race's Great Formation of the Stars. That was leverage to control the Three Pure Ones; there was no need for these two from The West to know too much.

After hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti's eyes lit up immediately.

The two brothers had been comprehending it on their own with absolutely no progress, and they were deeply troubled.

Now, the four great figures—Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones—had actually come to them, proposing to comprehend it together. This was a gift falling from the heavens!

Zhunti rubbed his hands excitedly. "Senior Sister Nuwa, are you serious? You... you really are willing to include us two brothers in comprehending the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

He spoke as if afraid they might change their minds.

Jieyin also looked at Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones with eager anticipation, the worry on his face easing somewhat.

"If we can comprehend it together with you four Fellow Daoists, it would be our brothers' honor. We naturally accept gladly and seek nothing more!"

Nuwa nodded. "Excellent."

Yuanshi, though still stone-faced, did not voice any further objection.

Tongtian, on the other hand, was rubbing his hands together eagerly. "Good! Six people! Let's see if we can finally figure this Hongmeng Purple Qi out!"

Taiqing spoke. "Since that's the case, let's not delay."

"We shall remain here and jointly comprehend the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Let us see if the combined strength of six can achieve a breakthrough."