Forcing Nuwa to Swear an Oath, a Harsh Slap in the Face

Chu Yan extended a finger:

"First question: If the Human Race honors you as their Holy Mother, will you shelter them until the Immeasurable Tribulation?"

Chu Yan was digging a trap.

As soon as these words were spoken, the countless Great Powers were utterly startled.

"He is merely a newly born Living Being—how does he know of the Immeasurable Tribulation?"

"What is he trying to do?"

One after another, they murmured in discussion.

Even Taiqing was dumbfounded. Indeed, the race sheltered by the Heavenly Dao was different.

"I created the Human Race; sheltering them is only natural."

Nuwa answered with conviction, but Chu Yan only sneered coldly.

Shelter the Human Race? If she truly sheltered them, the Human Race would not have suffered so miserably during the Witch-Monster Tribulation or the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

Just wait—Chu Yan's second trap was already being dug.

"Second question."

Chu Yan asked again:

"Although the Human Race was created by you, you are a member of the Demon Race. If one day the Demon Race slaughters the Human Race, will you immediately step in to shelter them and punish the Demon Race?"

What the hell?

Instantly, the countless Great Powers of the Primordial World were thunderstruck.

"This... has this kid lost his mind? He wants Nuwa to punish the Demon Race? Does he not know that Nuwa is a Demon?"

The Primordial Demon Race immediately felt uncomfortable. You, a mere ant, dare to teach the Demon Race how to act?

Far away in the Heavenly Court, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun instantly erupted in fury.

"Bastard! A mere ant dares to sow discord among the Demon Race? Seeking death—!"

His voice rolled like thunder, instantly echoing across the Primordial World.

A phantom of a Three-legged Golden Crow manifested, instantly making the Shore of the East Sea scorching hot.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Dharma Body had descended.

But the next moment, a terrifying Sky-Supporting Giant appeared.

"Feathered beast! The Primordial World was founded by my Father God. The Witch Race hasn't even spoken yet—what do you think you are?"

The Ancestor Witch had appeared.

A single fist struck directly at the Golden Crow phantom, carrying an aura that could destroy heaven and earth.

Boom—.

On the spot, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's phantom was shattered.

"Witch Race, you go too far."

"I go too far? What can you do about it?"

Sha Qi between heaven and earth surged instantly, and it seemed the Witch and Demon races were about to clash again.

In an instant, a Taiji Diagram appeared, suppressing both races.

"Enough. Nuwa is about to become a saint. Whoever stirs up trouble, don't blame me for being rude."

Then he gestured for Nuwa to speak.

Nuwa breathed heavily and said slowly:

"If the Demon Race slaughters the Human Race, I will certainly stop them."

Nuwa had played a little trick, but Chu Yan didn't care. The trap was already set; the final trap was the key.

"Good. One last question."

Chu Yan asked again:

"If in the future other Great Powers scheme against the Human Race, will you help them avoid being schemed against—even if the opponent is a saint?"

This...

At that moment, all the mighty experts were shaken.

What did Chu Yan mean by this? Could it be that Chu Yan knew something of the Human Race's future?

One by one, they all stared at Chu Yan, as if trying to see through his heart.

Even more shocking was the implication of Chu Yan's words.

Did this mean that in the future, a saint would scheme against the Human Race? Why? How could a mere ant race ever catch a saint's eye?

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun was also startled. Sensing that things were deviating, he immediately began to calculate.

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

Nuwa also felt that this was a major issue—it concerned a Saint, so she had to be cautious.

Yet Chu Yan said, "You don't need to worry about what I mean. Just answer: yes or no."

Chu Yan stared at Nuwa, his gaze resolute, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Chu Yan knew well that although the Human Race would become the Protagonist of Heaven and Earth after the Wu-Yao, they had been schemed against from the very moment of their birth.

Now, Chu Yan had Nuwa by the Seven Inches. If he didn't secure enough benefits, he would never let go.

Moreover, in the days to come, the Five Saints would all have ties to the Human Race.

If not now, when would he open his mouth like a lion? This was the Primordial Human Race's only chance to turn things around.

Nuwa looked at the Three Pure Ones, then at Western Jieyin Zhunti. After a moment of hesitation, she finally nodded.

"Fine, I agree."

Nuwa breathed heavily, her eyes venomous as she stared at Chu Yan, speaking word by word: "If anyone schemes against the Human Race in the future, I will surely act to protect them—even if it's a Saint."

"Oh? Dare you swear a Dao Oath?"

Holy shit...

In an instant, countless Great Powers stumbled as if struck by lightning, nearly falling flat.

"What is this kid trying to do? Forcing a Saint-to-be to swear an oath with his ant-like body?"

"Outrageous! Where does this Chu Yan get the nerve to force the Dao Ancestor's disciple to swear? What is he up to?"

"Heavens! The Human Race is going head-to-head with the future Six Saints? Who gave them the guts?"

One by one, they were stunned. What the hell was going on?

"Chu Yan, you... you want me to swear an oath?"

Nuwa was suddenly dumbfounded. An ant wanted her to swear? She was a future Saint! Was he doubting her?

"That's right, swear an oath. Otherwise, the Human Race won't worship you as their Holy Mother, and you won't become a Saint."

As Chu Yan finished speaking, a smile crept across his lips, as if to say, I've got you by the Seven Inches—what can you do about it?

I fucking...

Nuwa's lungs were about to burst with rage.

"Chu—Yan—, you want me to swear an oath? Do you know I'm a future Saint, about to become one, and you still demand this?"

If she could, Nuwa would have torn Chu Yan apart a hundred times over.

"Heh, you can choose not to swear. I'm not forcing you."

You fucking...

Nuwa pointed at Chu Yan, ready to curse him out, but faced with his confident smile, she found no words to refute him.

She was completely under Chu Yan's thumb, with no temper left.

"Fine, fine, fine. I swear."

Nuwa was so angry her Three Corpse Gods were jumping, but for the sake of her Saint Position, she had to swallow her pride.

She couldn't beat him, couldn't kill him.

Create another race? But the General Trend was already set.

Nuwa took a deep breath before speaking slowly: "I swear, as long as the Human Race worships me as their Holy Mother, I am willing to—"

"Wait, wait."

I fucking hell—

"Chu Yan, what—do—you—want—now—?"

Nuwa went mad, grabbing her head and screaming, her hair standing on end from fury.

She looked like she was about to be driven insane by Chu Yan.

Yet Chu Yan only smiled faintly: "Your oath has a problem. I said swear a Dao Oath, not just an oath."

A Dao Oath and an ordinary oath were different. A simple oath only elicited a response from the Heavenly Dao. Once Nuwa became a Saint, the Heavenly Dao oath would fizzle out, because Saints were free from Karma.

But a Dao Oath was different—it was sworn to the Dao itself, the Origin Dao of the Ancestor of All Daos.

All things in the world, though some may leap beyond the Three Realms and escape the Five Elements, still remain within the bounds of Dao.

The Heavenly Dao lies within the Great Dao, the Great Dao within the Primordial Dao, and the Primordial Dao within the Origin Dao.

Once a Dao Oath is sworn, if Nuwa fails to honor it, retribution will surely follow.

Even the Heavenly Dao will suffer, for it failed to supervise properly.

Chu Yan looked at Nuwa and said:

"You should say this..."