Second Heaven, Di Jun and Tai Yi Are Born
Ling Xiao sat Reincarnation in the Samsara Space, his body transforming into countless forms, Reincarnation countless lifetimes, comprehending cultivation.
He has now reached the second level of the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.
At this level, his cultivation speed was already frighteningly fast.
The nine levels of the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal represent a qualitative leap, with each level containing a vast difference.
The system's long-lost voice echoed in his mind, bringing him back to his senses.
"Nuwa has become a saint..."
Ling Xiao looked at the two choices, his face deep in thought, his eyes unfathomable, and he had his own ideas in mind.
At his level, top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure are like fleeting clouds, utterly useless.
However, the Immortal Apricot, one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots, piqued Ling Xiao's interest.
"System, I choose option two."
Ling Xiao didn't hesitate and immediately made his choice. Asking him to listen to Nuwa's sermon was simply a joke.
It's already a miracle that he's not preaching to Nuwa anymore.
Of course, if the reward were God-Slaying Spear, Chaos Treasure, or a top-tier Law Fragment, he would not only go, but also go in advance to wait.
Otherwise, I wouldn't feel at ease taking it.
Ling Xiao emerged from the Reincarnation. She could ignore Nuwa's ascension to sainthood, but she had to take care of the Human Race.
It's not just a mental constraint for him, but also a kind of strategic game.
With a thought, Ling Xiao entered the Chaos Bead and planted the newly obtained Immortal Apricot.
"This batch of Huangzhong Plum will be ripe soon..."
Ling Xiao examined the Huangzhong Plum, which was shrouded in Chaos energy and radiated boundless divine light. Its nine enormous fruits shimmered with innate, Indestructible Spiritual Light and contained terrifying power.
For countless millennia, he has been nourishing Huang Zhongli with the spiritual water from the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd, and Huangzhong Plum has grown at an alarming rate.
Ling Xiao had almost forgotten how many batches this was.
Although there are only nine trees at a time, with each subsequent harvest, a large number of fruits have accumulated.
"Although Human Race were born later, they can make up for it with cheat codes..."
Ling Xiao smiled. In the original story, the Human Race was in a miserable state. Although they were the future protagonists of the world, in the early stages, they were just tools, cannon fodder, and food.
During the Witch-Demon War, countless millions were slaughtered by the demon race, all for the purpose of forging the Witch-Slaughtering Sword.
In addition, they were exploited, schemed against, and manipulated at will by Sage.
In Ling Xiao's opinion, no protagonist is ever this miserable; other protagonists are all overpowered and indiscriminately kill everything in their path.
Why are they so incompetent when it comes to Human Race?
As Ling Xiao thought this, indescribable strange phenomena appeared in his eyes, and he continued to deduce in his mind.
In the Primordial World, almost a thousand years have passed since Nuwa became a saint.
Mount Shouyang, Nuwa's temporary sacred site, was already packed with people, and countless congratulatory voices rang out from all directions.
Almost all the prominent and powerful beings from the Primordial World have arrived.
All the powerful figures from the demon race were present, as this was the day their demon race's Sage was giving a sermon, and they were all honored.
For the past thousand years, they have been so Yang Mei. The thought that the demon race would soon dominate the world filled them with pride and excitement.
After this sermon, their demon race's Sage will likely take action against the Witch Clan.
Nuwa stood atop the mountain, clad in a nine-colored feathered robe. After becoming a saint, her aura was not only otherworldly, but also possessed a maternal radiance befitting an empress.
With phoenix eyes, distant mountain eyebrows, shoulders like those of a sculpted figure, and a slender waist, her nobility was beyond words.
At this moment, three Daoist priests appeared in the distance, descending from the sky. Nuwa went to greet them, nodding slightly and saying, "Greetings, my three senior brothers."
"No, no, Junior Sister is a Sage, you mustn't do this."
Laozi Tzu chuckled and became humble. At this moment, Nuwa felt as if she were meeting the Dao Ancestor for the first time and dared not be presumptuous.
Even Yuanshi became low-key and stopped putting on airs.
Afterwards, they presented their congratulatory gifts, which were quite well-prepared, and Nuwa did not refuse.
Auspicious omens shone brightly, Jieyin Zhun Ti arrived. The two were shrouded in clouds and mist, their heads obscured by rosy light, but the halo above their heads was exceptionally clear.
"I have met the Saint Nuwa!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on Primordial Origin Dao! May you be free from all calamities and tribulations!"
Before they arrived, their voices preceded their arrival; their congratulatory greetings could be heard from afar, warm and sincere, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
The Three Pure Ones looked displeased; Jieyin and Zhun Ti's actions made it seem like they lacked sincerity.
"Thank you both, fellow Daoists," Nuwa said with a faint smile.
Before long, Zhenyuanzi Hong Yun, the Queen Mother of the West and her immortals, and even the Minghe, who usually disliked taking the lead, arrived.
He hadn't originally intended to come, but considering the matter of creating species, he decided to come anyway. He wanted to find an opportunity to consult with Nuwa, sharing the same purpose as the Western Duo.
Nuwa was quite satisfied to see more and more powerful beings coming to preach, after all, this was her first time giving a sermon, and it would be too embarrassing if no one came.
Just as the immortals were exchanging pleasantries, two blazing auras descended from the horizon and landed in the arena, illuminating Mount Shouyang with golden divine light.
Nuwa was quite surprised. She thought that Di Jun and Tai Yi, who had deeply inherited Ling Xiao's teachings, would not come to listen to the Dao, but she did not expect them to come.
The arrival of the two immediately attracted countless gazes, all sorts of strange ones. The Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhun Ti even showed inexplicable expressions, which were not so friendly.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, on your attainment of sainthood." Di Jun and Tai Yi stepped forward and offered their congratulations in a humble yet respectful manner, even taking out two immortal fruits as a gift.
"Thank you both, fellow Daoists." Nuwa glanced at the gifts and was somewhat amused and exasperated. Of all the gifts, these two were the most perfunctory.
Jieyin and Zhunti Jieyin from afar with Zhun Ti with their own calculations, but their faces were as gentle as a spring breeze, radiating a warm smile.
"Senior brother, the Three Pure Ones are present today, and they also have a deep grudge against the Golden Crow. Perhaps we can join forces to do something after we finish listening to the Dao."
Zhun Ti transmitted his voice, saying that he felt this was an opportunity. He and his brother were no match for Di Jun and Tai Yi, but with the addition of the Three Pure Ones, things would be different.
I never thought the Golden Crow would appear on the Sun Star, but I never expected it to come and listen to the Dao today.
This is practically suicide; as the saying goes, their time to die has come.
They couldn't stop them.
"That's exactly what I was thinking," Jieyin replied calmly, having long coveted Di Jun and Tai Yi's Innate Supreme Treasure.
The requirements are not high; killing them and getting one piece is enough. From then on, the West prospered.
They exchanged glances silently, their expressions remaining unchanged.
After a long while, Nuwa saw that the auspicious time had arrived and that everyone had come at the right time. She slightly opened her beautiful eyes, a flash of golden light disappeared, and her cherry lips parted slightly, her Daoist voice resonating.
"I have been a Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and now that I have attained sainthood, I will establish a new Daoist temple Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. You are all welcome to come and observe!"
The assembled experts were overjoyed, for this was an unparalleled opportunity, and such a scene was rarely seen.
The creation of heaven and earth must have involved the exposition of supreme Daoist principles. For those on the verge of achieving greatness, this is of great significance, offering profound insights that should not be missed.
Immediately, Nuwa waved her sleeve, and in the midst of the flowing light, all living beings felt a blur before their eyes, and when they opened their eyes again, they had already arrived in Chaos.