Nuwa's Little Scheme

By this time, Houtu had also successfully stabilized her cultivation and arrived beside Nuwa, looking into the Three Lights Divine Water Pool.

Soon, Houtu too was captivated by the scene of koi playing among the lotuses, and even spotted a newborn lotus beside the Pure World White Lotus.

Within the Three Lights Divine Water Pool, aside from the largest Pure World White Lotus, there were over a dozen smaller white lotuses, each just beginning to form a flower bud.

That newborn lotus was completely different from these Pure World White Lotuses. Though only two leaves had emerged above the water, it already exuded wisps of Creation Qi.

Since its leaves were intertwined with those of the Pure World White Lotus, Qing Xuan and Nuwa had never noticed it before. But Houtu's sharp eyes caught it.

"Nuwa, look over there—those two lotus leaves are different from the Pure World White Lotus."

Houtu's words instantly drew Qing Xuan and Nuwa's attention. Just one glance, and joy spread across both their faces.

Nuwa spoke directly, "Little Gourd Vine, did you really manage to grow the Creation Green Lotus? I wonder if it can ever reach twenty-four petals?"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Qing Xuan replied, "Twenty-four petals is impossible, but blooming with twelve petals is no problem."

Though this left Nuwa a bit disappointed, she still nodded vigorously at the Green Lotus and said, "Twelve petals is good too—after all, that's comparable to a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure."

"It's a pity there are only white and green lotuses in this Three Lights Divine Water Pool. If we could bring over the golden, red, and black lotuses, that would truly be beautiful."

"Just imagine, eight koi playing around the Five Great Lotus Platforms—what a sight that would be."

Qing Xuan gave a helpless smile, thinking to himself that Nuwa really dared to dream. Not to mention the Karma Red Lotus already had an owner, and the Merit Golden Lotus would soon be given by the Dao Ancestor to the Daoist Jieyin.

As for the Twelve Petals World Destroying Black Lotus, probably no one in the entire Primordial Wilderness could find it. Unless Wu Tian emerged, it would remain forever in the Devil Abyss.

As for going into the Devil Abyss to retrieve the Twelve Petals World Destroying Black Lotus, even as a transmigrator, Qing Xuan wouldn't dare entertain such a thought.

After all, what kind of place was the Devil Abyss? Even the Dao Master dared not set foot there. If Qing Xuan truly went, the result would likely be a one-way trip.

At best, he'd be assimilated by the Devil Abyss and become a member of the Devil Race; at worst, he'd be torn apart by the demons within.

Still, Qing Xuan didn't say any of this. He simply smiled and said to Nuwa, "Given the chance, I'll definitely fulfill that wish for you."

As the saying goes, the speaker may not mean it, but the listener takes it to heart. Qing Xuan's casual dismissal planted a seed deep in Nuwa's heart. But that's a story for later.

After another three thousand years of discussing Dao on Fangzhang Island, Houtu finally proposed returning to the Ancestral Witch Hall to have a look. Fu Xi also wanted to go back to Phoenix Perch Mountain, so the four of them left Fangzhang Island together, heading toward Buzhou Mountain.

Upon reaching Buzhou Mountain, Houtu bid farewell to Qing Xuan and the other two and went straight back to the Main Hall. Qing Xuan and his companions naturally headed for Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Once at Phoenix Perch Mountain, the first thing Nuwa did was pack up all the Innate Spiritual Roots she had planted.

Seeing this, Fu Xi couldn't help but ask, "Little Sister, what are you doing? Do you plan never to return to Phoenix Perch Mountain?"

With a serious expression, Nuwa said, "Elder Brother, Little Gourd Vine said that before long, Buzhou Mountain will become a place of trouble."

"Little Gourd Vine also said that a wise man does not stand beneath a crumbling wall. So we must leave here early and move to the new dojo."

Hearing Nuwa constantly say "Little Gourd Vine said," Fu Xi was filled with helplessness. It felt like his precious cabbage was about to be rooted up by a pig.

At that moment, Qing Xuan spoke up, "Daoist Fu Xi, there are two more islands like Fangzhang Island in the East Sea—one is Penglai, the other is Yingzhou."

"Why not, after listening to the Dao Ancestor's Second Lecture, we search the East Sea again? Maybe we'll actually find those two immortal islands."

"Then we can connect the three islands, each of us taking one as our dojo. At the same time, we can gather to discuss Dao."

Fu Xi looked at Phoenix Perch Mountain, then nodded, "If it weren't you, Daoist Qing Xuan, saying this, I would never believe that the heavenly pillar Buzhou Mountain could become a place of trouble."

If not for his immense respect for Qing Xuan's Art of Deduction, how could Fu Xi believe such nonsense? After all, Buzhou Mountain wasn't just the heavenly pillar—it was also the spine of Father God Pangu.

Who in the Primordial Wilderness would dare damage Buzhou Mountain? Even climbing it was extremely difficult, let alone fighting on it.

Of course, this didn't include the Pangu Descendants, like the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After all, it was their Father God's legacy.

Just then, Nuwa spoke directly, "Can we stop calling each other 'Daoist' all the time? It sounds so distant."

"From now on, let Little Gourd Vine call you Elder Brother, just like I do. And you, Elder Brother, can call Little Gourd Vine 'Third Brother.'"

Though Nuwa said this with a straight face, Qing Xuan understood perfectly—she wanted him to call her Second Sister.

Fu Xi naturally saw through his sister's intentions and said to Qing Xuan, "I think this proposal is a good one. What do you think, Daoist Qing Xuan?"

Qing Xuan had no objection to calling Fu Xi "Elder Brother," but calling Nuwa "Sister" felt a bit like a loss.

After all, whether in appearance or temperament, Nuwa in Qing Xuan's eyes was no different from a little girl next door—a typical Little Demoness.

Still, since Fu Xi had already said so, Qing Xuan couldn't refuse. He cupped his hands toward Fu Xi and said, "Then this Younger Brother greets his Elder Brother."

Seeing Qing Xuan address Fu Xi as Elder Brother, Nuwa was thrilled, waiting for him to turn and call her Sister.

But after Fu Xi helped Qing Xuan up, the two of them went off to play the zither and drink tea, leaving Nuwa stomping her feet in frustration.

Just then, a disturbance suddenly arose from the direction of the Ancestral Witch Hall. Twelve enormous Ancestral Witch True Bodies appeared in mid-air.

Immediately after, Di Jiang's voice spread across the entire Primordial Wilderness: "I am a Pangu Descendant, Di Jiang, leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. To carry on Father God's will, I establish a race—the Witch Clan."

This sudden development made Qing Xuan inwardly cry out in alarm. He spoke directly to Fu Xi and Nuwa.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are founding the Witch Clan—Buzhou Mountain will know no peace from now on. And the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves will be dragged into a slaughter tribulation."

Fu Xi listened and said, "Do you mean to stop the Twelve Ancestral Witches from founding the Witch Clan? Setting aside whether they'd listen to you, it's probably already too late to act."

Qing Xuan shook his head, "It's never too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost. As for whether they'll listen, that depends on their own fortune."