Worrying About the Witch-Demon Killing Tribulation, Nuwa Wishes to Join the Demon Race

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Demon Race will surely rise!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, this is truly the good fortune of our Demon Race!"

The assembled members of the Demon Race came to offer their congratulations.

Di Jun and Taiyi were filled with soaring ambition, feeling that their great undertaking was within reach.

They yearned for the Great Dao in their hearts, their gazes fixed on the vast expanse of the void.

At this moment, Bai Ze stepped forward with a smile, "Your Majesty, we are truly curious. May we know what methods you used? They are truly miraculous. I, your humble servant, dared to make a deduction earlier, but I gained nothing."

Ji Meng chuckled, "Bai Ze, while your deduction skills are impressive, such divine abilities are not something you can easily pry into."

Taiyi, with a smile on his face, said loudly, "Everyone, please do not be anxious. It is not that I intend to hide anything, but rather this matter is of great importance, concerning the Demon Race's plans for tens of thousands of years, and it is also related to a Peerless Expert who cannot be spoken of."

The assembled members of the Demon Race immediately understood, their hearts filled with shock, and they suppressed their curiosity.

After all, even the Demon Emperor said it was an unspeakable existence, so it must be a Saint-level expert.

Otherwise, they would not have been able to achieve such miraculous feats.

Seeing that the young prodigies from the Golden Eagle tribe and the Purple Cloud Swallow tribe, among others, had successfully transformed, other races also felt envious.

They quickly inquired, "Your Majesty, the Demon Emperor, do our young ones from our tribes still have a chance?"

Taiyi nodded, "Of course, but first, they must have a stable disposition. Otherwise, if they were to be disrespectful before the Expert, it would at best waste the opportunity, and at worst anger the Expert. The consequences of that would be unbearable for the entire Demon Race."

The assembled members of the Demon Race felt a jolt of seriousness, but more so, they felt joy.

Taiyi pondered for a moment, "Everyone can recommend candidates. Tomorrow, I will bring twelve of them."

Di Jun said worriedly, "Won't that be too many?"

Taiyi waved his hand, "It's fine. Their cultivation is not high yet, a few mouthfuls will be enough."

"I am worried it might displease the Expert."

"It shouldn't. The Expert looks fierce, but he is actually not malicious. We just need to be more careful."

"Alright, we'll do as you say."

The next day, Taiyi and Di Jun, along with the chosen twelve members of the Demon Race, set off with high spirits towards Jiang Ping's small courtyard.

Just halfway there, Di Jun's spiritual sense stirred, and he quickly peered into the distance.

He saw a streak of pink auspicious light rapidly shooting towards them from the horizon.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, what has you in such a hurry?"

As soon as the voice fell, Nuwa stopped before them.

She quickly observed Di Jun and his entourage, feeling a bit surprised.

These twelve members of the Demon Race behind them, although not high in cultivation, had excellent foundations and were all promising talents.

Where were Di Jun and Taiyi taking them?

"Di Jun, Taiyi, where are you two going?"

Di Jun chuckled, "To be frank, I am taking them out for some tempering."

Nuwa nodded faintly, then suddenly remembered that the direction Di Jun and Taiyi were heading, tens of thousands of miles away, seemed to be the place where the Expert resided.

Could they be going to the Expert's place?

This was truly not good. Given Di Jun and Taiyi's arrogant and overbearing personalities, they would surely anger the Expert.

Hmph, they were usually spoiled and accustomed to their ways, so a lesson might be good for them.

However, she should offer a reminder, as a gesture of friendship.

"Di Jun, Taiyi, the road ahead is not smooth. You two must proceed with caution."

Taiyi's expression shifted slightly. How could he not understand the meaning behind Nuwa's words?

Could it be that Nuwa had discovered their intentions?

Thinking of this, Taiyi remained composed and casually changed the subject, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, your foundation is strong, and you could also join the Demon Race."

"The so-called Demon Race encompasses all the myriad races of the Primordial Era. With your cultivation, if you agree to this, I can grant you the title of Empress Wa of the Demon Race. What do you say?"

Nuwa pondered for a long time and said solemnly, "Thank you, Eastern Emperor, for your kind offer. However, I am currently focused on pursuing the Great Dao and have no intention of anything else for the time being."

Di Jun praised, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa's steadfast Dao heart truly puts us both to shame. We are busy all day long, yet we drift further and further from the Great Dao."

Taiyi clapped his hands and chuckled, "Since Fellow Daoist Nuwa did not outright refuse, there is still room for discussion. As the saying goes, 'Though in the world of the mundane, the heart is set on the Great Dao.'"

"Fellow Daoists, please do not praise me further. I shall take my leave now." Nuwa bowed and departed.

"Well, safe travels, Daoist."

After Nuwa had gone far, Di Jun and Taiyi exchanged a look, said no more, and continued on their way.

Nuwa sped along, originally excited about visiting the Expert today.

However, something urgent had come up that required her to consult with Houtu, so she decided to visit the Witch Clan first.

Who would have thought I'd run into Di Jun and his group on the way? Nuwa felt a pang of worry.

After thinking it over, Nuwa had a hunch that Di Jun's visit must be related to the High Being.

I need to make a quick trip and return, lest they anger the High Being and potentially ruin my plans.

Upon arriving at the Witch Clan's settlement, Houtu had already sensed her presence and stood there, looking lovely, to greet her.

"Houtu, why so formal? You didn't have to come out to welcome me personally," Nuwa said with a smile.

Houtu chuckled, "Nuwa, you're a rare visitor. It's been hundreds of years since your last visit, so of course I had to come and greet you myself. Come in quickly."

Nuwa waved her hand and, after some thought, said, "I would have had time to chat with you longer, but I ran into Di Jun and Taiyi on my way here."

Houtu said dismissively, "What does that matter? They're always like that, always plotting, as if the Primordial Era isn't peaceful enough."

Nuwa asked with concern, "What do you mean? Have the two clans been stirring up trouble again recently?"

Houtu nodded, "Yes, but we're used to it. They fight whenever they have nothing else to do. Once they've had their fill of fighting and know the pain, the Demon Race will be quiet for a long time."

Nuwa mused, "Di Jun and the others invited me to join the Heavenly Court just now. I refused at first, but now I think I need to change my mind."

Houtu's expression shifted, "You want to join the Demon Race? Why not join our Witch Clan? Your status would be equal to ours, the Ancestor Witches. At the very least, you could remain neutral."

Nuwa explained softly, "Houtu, it's not that I don't want to join the Witch Clan. In fact, I have no intention of joining either the Witch or Demon Clans. I believe that with the constant disputes and accumulated grudges between your two clans, it will eventually escalate into a calamity for you both. If that calamity were to change, it could become a Primordial Tribulation!"

Houtu's face grew solemn. These were things she had considered.

However, the Witch and Demon Clans were currently the two most powerful great clans in the Primordial Era.

With their immense strength and large populations, it was inevitable that they would clash over resources.

Moreover, the Witch Clan was naturally warlike, a nature that was difficult to suppress.

Seeing Houtu fall silent, Nuwa continued slowly, "The reason I'm joining the Demon Race is that I hope to mediate your conflicts and try to balance the relationship between your two clans. While the effect may not be significant, it can at least delay the formation of the calamity."

Houtu felt grateful and touched. She admired Nuwa's compassionate heart for all beings.