After Daoist Jieyin explained it, Zhunti immediately understood and nodded.
"I see."
"Then what should we do?"
"Should we really obey the Eastern King's command and fight the Demon Race?"
Jieyin smiled faintly and replied:
"After all, we're members of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court now."
"Besides, only when chaos erupts will our Western Lands have a chance to rise."
At that moment.
In a nameless valley on the Primordial Land, Qin Mu and Nuwa had traveled there on their journey.
Before this, at Qin Mu's suggestion, Nuwa had visited one tribe after another. She had gained quite a few insights.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Nuwa stopped. The Primordial Violet Qi within her began to throb violently, clearly drawn to something.
"Martial Uncle, what's wrong?"
Qin Mu asked in confusion.
Nuwa's eyes shimmered with excitement as she said:
"There seems to be... something here that's drawing me!"
With that, Nuwa didn't wait for Qin Mu to respond. She followed the pull and darted away.
Seeing this, Qin Mu hurried after her.
Before long, the two arrived deep in the valley.
Looking closely, they saw a patch of yellow soil not far away, glowing with nine-colored radiance beneath the sunlight.
When Qin Mu saw it, a flicker of surprise passed through his eyes, and he marveled inwardly:
"Could that be the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil?"
The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was essential for Nuwa's Molding Clay to Create Humans.
The source of earth, a sacred treasure of the Human Race.
Before Qin Mu could think further, Nuwa had already darted straight toward the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.
When she reached it, Nuwa was overcome with excitement. She lowered her eyes to gaze at the golden soil.
"This yellow soil is what's calling to me!"
As she spoke, Nuwa didn't hesitate. She casually