Feng Ling was the first human Nuwa had created, and the Human Tribe Chief whom Nuwa herself had appointed all those years ago. She had ruled the Human Race for hundreds of thousands of years and commanded immense respect.
Because Dijun had sent Zhu Yan to slaughter the Nuwa Tribe, forcing them to migrate deep into the Southern Wastes, her control over the various human tribes had weakened considerably in recent years. But as long as she lived, she remained the chief of the Human Race and the strongest contender for the Human Emperor's Position.
Previously, Nuwa had intended to help her ascend to the Human Emperor's Position, but now...
Her allotted lifespan was nearing its end. What could be done?
Nuwa did not believe Houtu would be so accommodating as to let her extend Feng Ling's life.
So Feng Ling... alas!
Nuwa sighed inwardly again, then promised Feng Ling, "I will consider the matter of the Human Emperor carefully. Before, the Dao Ancestor had confined me, and I could not leave. But now that I have regained my freedom, I certainly will not let any living being oppress the Human Race again. Rest assured."
Hearing this, Feng Ling felt reassured, and a smile appeared on her face. She rose and bowed before Nuwa once more, saying respectfully, "Thank you, Mother Goddess. If fate permits in my next life, I wish to remain human and listen to your teachings at your knee."
"That day will come," Nuwa said with a nod.
Three years later.
After leaving the Wa Emperor Palace, Feng Ling passed away in the Nuwa Tribe in the Southern Wastes.
The moment Feng Ling died, a deafening thunderclap rang out in the skies above every human tribe. Then torrential rain began to fall. A grief rising mysteriously from