Moral Blackmail, the Aloof Nüwa, No Need for Words When Fists Will Do (Please Follow and Read)

"Hmph. The two of you have this Innate Spiritual Treasure Lotus Lantern protecting you, so naturally you have the leisure to stand here and make sarcastic remarks."

"When faced with an opportunity to attain the Dao, who would dare say they can simply give it up?"

"How about you two show some kindness and ferry us across?"

An Innate being with late-stage Grand Yi Golden Immortal cultivation glanced at the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings. A thought arose in his heart, and he immediately said with a face full of mockery.

As he spoke, he kept shooting meaningful looks at his fellow companions beside him.

The few people beside him immediately caught on and hurriedly chimed in.

"Exactly. You siblings have a supreme treasure protecting you, so naturally you need not fear this Chaos Qi and Void Bixi Wind. But we poor souls with low cultivation are suffering terribly."

"Boohoo! We cultivated bitterly for eighteen yuanhui before finally receiving the chance to hear Senior Hongjun preach after attaining Sagehood at the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace. Who would have thought we would still miss it by a hair? How tragic, how tragic, how tragic."

"Fellow Daoists, please have pity on us! Are you really going to watch us be barred outside the Sage's dojo?"

"Please show mercy, Fellow Daoists, and ferry us across! We will be endlessly grateful. We will never forget this great kindness!"

The group all cried and wailed as they shouted at Fuxi and Nüwa.

At this moment, some of the Innate beings nearby also came to their senses.

They stared at the Innate Spiritual Treasure Lotus Lantern beneath the Fuxi siblings, their eyes gleaming strangely.

They too began shouting at Fuxi, seemingly afraid that others would not hear them.

"Please take pity on me, Fellow Daoist, and ferry me across!"

"Please ferry me across, Fellow Daoist!"

Over a hundred chaotic voices rose and fell one after another, instantly drawing the attention of everyone at the edge of Beyond the Heavens.

Some Primordial Powerhouses who did not know what was happening heard that someone was willing to carry them through the layer of chaotic astral winds. They were immediately overjoyed and hurried over, crying out loudly.

"Senior, if you do not agree to our request, we will remain kneeling forever!"

With a thud, the most shameless Primordial Powerhouse appeared. He directly knelt before Fuxi and Nüwa, blocking their path.

The others followed suit.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

In an instant, circle after circle of Innate beings seeking passage knelt around Fuxi and Nüwa.

Fuxi's face instantly filled with difficulty. He could neither go left nor right.

He could only pace anxiously in place with a bitter smile.

This time, he had truly been placed over the fire.

Now he understood what it meant to bind himself in his own cocoon.

"Fellow Daoists, please rise. If there is something to say, let us discuss it properly. Do not kneel at the drop of a hat. What sort of behavior is this?"

"My sister and I cannot accept such a grand gesture!"

Fuxi hurriedly said, his face full of helplessness.

Nüwa glanced at the Primordial Powerhouses blocking the siblings' path, her gaze icy.

But since her elder brother had yet to speak, Nüwa did not wish to act rashly and ruin her image.

As his younger sister, she still had to listen to her brother.

"Senior, for the sake that we are all fellow Daoists, please ferry us across!"

"Yes, Senior. So long as you are willing to help us this time, I will repay you even if I must serve you like an ox or horse."

"Indeed, indeed! I would repay your profound kindness even if I had to tie grass in gratitude or carry rings in my beak."

The gathered Primordial Powerhouses all shouted loudly.

It seemed that if Fuxi refused to carry them, they would remain kneeling on the ground.

"This..."

Fuxi was caught in a dilemma.

Indeed.

The Innate Spiritual Treasure Lotus Lantern of the siblings could carry a few more people.

But that was limited to only a few.

After all, the siblings were currently only at the middle stage of Grand Luo Golden Immortal cultivation.

Their magical power was not particularly abundant.

They had not cultivated for long.

Within Chaos, dangers lurked everywhere. Besides the surging Chaos Qi, there were also Chaos beings hidden within Chaos.

If those Chaos beings that lived in Chaos set their sights on them, then even if they did not die, they would be stripped of a layer of skin.

After all, Chaos was the other party's home ground. They were naturally unafraid of Chaos Qi.

In contrast, Primordial beings like them not only had to treat Chaos Qi with great caution, but also had to expend magical power to drive their Innate Spiritual Treasures against the raging chaotic currents, lest their physical bodies be tainted by Chaos Aura and their divine souls corroded.

Therefore, they also needed to conserve some magical power for emergencies.

As a result, the siblings' magical power became even more stretched.

Furthermore, with so many fellow cultivators asking to ride their Innate Spiritual Treasure, choosing whom to take was also a problem.

And besides, he had merely kindly reminded them not to disregard their own lives.

How had it now become a matter of him having no choice but to help and give them a ride?

This script is all wrong!

Shouldn't they be deeply grateful to me, then return to the Primordial World in disappointment, cultivate diligently, and wait for Sage Hongjun's next lecture?

Fuxi looked at the Primordial fellow cultivators blocking his way, their faces filled with resolute determination, as though they intended to drag this out with him here.

It was as if refusing to help them would mean he had committed some monstrous sin, wronged all his fellow cultivators in the Primordial Wilderness, and ruined the morality of the Primordial World.

Fuxi was instantly at a loss.

He felt like he was in the wrong no matter what he did.

Why had things developed this way?

Nüwa stepped forward at the right moment. Her cold eyes swept across the surroundings, while an incense burner in her hand emitted an overwhelming aura.

It was clearly also an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

This furnace was called the Heaven Refining Furnace. It was the accompanying treasure of the Innate Saint Nüwa, a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

It had once shone brilliantly in the history of the later Primordial Wilderness.

"Should you dare continue blocking the path of my brother and me, do not blame us for being discourteous."

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the incense burner in Nüwa's hand, the surrounding Innate beings all froze, their expressions wary.

However, matters had already reached this point. If they retreated now, they would inevitably feel unwilling.

Moreover, judging from Daoist Fuxi's appearance, he was clearly already wavering. There was obviously still hope.

Surely, so long as they dealt with this somewhat aloof female Daoist, they could board the other party's express ride to the Sage's dojo, the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace, and obtain an opportunity to attain Sagehood.

With this thought, the Innate being with late-stage Grand Yi Golden Immortal cultivation who had spoken earlier immediately stepped out from the crowd with a face full of righteousness. He slowly approached until he stood three zhang before Nüwa, then spoke with a dignified expression, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Fellow Daoist, we are all fellow cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness. At such a critical moment, why are you unwilling to give your fellow cultivators a ride?"

"Could it be that you siblings wish to monopolize the opportunity to hear the Sage preach?"

"If so, then when your brother advised us to leave earlier, was he not acting with ill intent?"

That person had attained the Dao after taking human form from a Primordial Divine Turtle. Naturally thick-skinned and tough-bodied, he believed that even against an ordinary Grand Luo Immortal, he could exchange a few moves. Thus, he did not fear Fuxi and Nüwa too greatly.

Even if I can't beat them, can't I still run?

"So, you still intend to continue blocking the path of my brother and me?"

Nüwa's expression gradually turned cold, and the incense burner in her hand slowly rose.