Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 82, Fu Xi Visits Nuwa Palace

Chapter 82: Chapter 82, Fu Xi Visits Nuwa Palace

Aaah~

Roar~

The sounds of dragon’s chants continuously resonated in Wa Emperor Heaven, as nine Divine Dragons flew through the clouds and mist, exuding a holy and majestic aura.

Primordial stood within the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot, and a tremendous voice sounded: "Return."

Chan Sect Disciples simultaneously bowed and replied: "Yes!"

One by one, they soared up and landed beside the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot, leaving with the chariot as it broke through the realms.

Subsequently, Jie Sect and Western Sect also left one after the other, and the entire Nuwa Palace became abruptly deserted.

Lingzhu Zi, lying in the ruins, looked up and cried: "Niangniang, save me!"

The figure vanished in an instant, reappearing the next moment inside Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa, seated on the Cloud Bed, appeared regal and magnificent, with Qingluan and Cai Feng standing by her side.

Lingzhu Zi struggled to rise from the ground, kneeling and sobbing: "Greetings to Niangniang, Niangniang, they bullied me and even tried to kill me, you must help me avenge this!

Except for my elder brother who fought them all, not one of them was good, and they falsely accused me of stealing cattle and the Golden Chariot, when it was clearly they who had hidden the cattle."

"Who is your elder brother?"

Lingzhu Zi’s eyes lit up as he hastened to say: "My elder brother is a good man, not only does he appreciate my makeup skills, but he also rewarded me with Merit, and despite the risk of offending hundreds of Saint Disciples, he saved me, showing me life-saving gratitude, from now on he is my real elder brother."

Nuwa wore an odd expression, this foolish child still thinks Bai Jin is a good person? Never mind, irredeemably foolish, find some time to end him and enlighten him anew!

"Fu Xi requests an audience with Nuwa Saint." A voice resounded from afar.

Nuwa showed a smile and said: "Cai Feng, take Lingzhu Zi down and treat his injuries."

Lingzhu Zi’s eyes revealed a touched expression, Niangniang indeed cares about me the most.

"Qingluan, once he is healed, flog him a hundred times."

Lingzhu Zi’s expression froze, a... a hundred lashes?

Cai Feng and Qingluan simultaneously responded: "Yes!"

Lingzhu Zi’s eyes widened in terror, wailing: "Niangniang no! I was wrong, I won’t dare anymore, please don’t beat me!"

Qingluan gracefully descended, casually picking up Lingzhu Zi by the back of his neck, cheerfully saying: "Little brother, don’t worry! Sister will take good care of you."

"Aaah~ I can’t go on." Lingzhu Zi let out a miserable cry.

Holding Lingzhu Zi, Qingluan and Cai Feng gracefully left Nuwa Palace, with the wretched cries echoing from afar.

A figure walked into Nuwa Palace, it was the gentle and elegant Fu Xi, and the doors of Nuwa Palace thunderously closed, blocking out the outside screams.

Fu Xi bowed and said: "I have seen the Saint."

Nuwa helplessly replied: "Brother, I’ve said it before, no need for such formalities."

Fu Xi stood up straight, lightly laughing: "Before a Saint, the rituals must not be abandoned, even if I am your brother."

Nuwa also bowed, bending and saying: "I have seen my brother!"

Fu Xi stepped aside, accepting only half of the bow.

Nuwa straightened up and asked, "Elder brother, is there an urgent matter for your return at this moment?"

"There are ten Little Golden Crows, nine of which have fallen, with only one saved by the Demon Emperor and thus did not achieve complete success."

Nuwa nodded and said, "I’m already aware. Since the Harmonization with the Taoist Ancestor, there’s always a way out, and everything holds a glimmer of hope; it should indeed be the same for Golden Crow."

Fu Xi hesitated and said, "Kunpeng noticed what I did, and he covered for me while I promised to spare his life."

Nuwa pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Kunpeng possesses great Qi Fortune; please inform Kunpeng for me that the battle between Witch and Demon is starting, and let him seize the opportunity to slay a main Demon God in the formation."

Main formation Demon God? Fu Xi’s pupils shrank, and he quickly said, "With one less main formation Demon God, won’t the Complete Heaven Star Battle Array be broken? Without the Celestial Stars Battle Array, how can the Demon Clan withstand the Witch Clan’s Heavenly Divine Slaughter Formation?!"

Nuwa’s gaze pierced through the endless timespace, watching the vast Primordial World, and she remarked wistfully, "I have a feeling that the Heavenly Divine Slaughter will no longer reappear in this world."

Fu Xi’s expression changed. If the Heavenly Divine Slaughter won’t reappear, what will happen to the Primordial World? Could it mean the fall of an Ancestor Witch? Is this also part of my sister’s scheme?

Unable to contain himself, Fu Xi asked, "Sister, now that nine out of the ten Golden Crow Crown Princes have fallen, and the great battle between Witch and Demon is about to begin, can you tell me what exactly are you planning?"

Nuwa shook her head and said, "Please forgive me, elder brother, but I cannot speak of it yet."

"It’s alright as long as you know what you’re doing. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"The hatred between Witch and Demon exists, but it’s not strong enough yet; without the assurance of victory, they wouldn’t easily start the final battle. We still need one last push.

Next time, after another conflict between Witch and Demon, tell Di Jun Taiyi that within the Human Clan lie traces of Saint Blood. By slaughtering the Human Clan and refining their bloodlines, they can extract Saint Blood and forge a weapon capable of breaking the physical body of Ancestor Witches."

"What?" Fu Xi exclaimed in shock, quickly adding, "Sister, no, absolutely not! The Human Clan is linked to your Qi Fortune; if you tell the Demon Clan this, the Human Clan will suffer greatly, and it will be of no benefit to you."

"I have my plans; you just need to tell them, and also let them know that the Human Clan was originally created by me to be food for the Demon Clan."

Fu Xi stared at Nuwa, deeply shaken. Before becoming a Sage, his sister was kind and virtuous, and he couldn’t believe she would say something so ruthless - it was as if she intended to completely annihilate the Human Clan!

Disbelievingly, Fu Xi said, "Sister, the Human Clan regards you as the Holy Mother. They worship you, believe in you, see you as the mother, as the heaven. Do you realize that with your words, the Human Clan might be exterminated by the Demon Clan?"

Nuwa calmly stated, "I have my arrangements."

Fu Xi shook his head, stepped back, and said with immense disappointment, "Does becoming a Sage truly mean becoming ruthless and devoid of desire? Do you view countless beings as insignificant? Can you really slaughter your own creations just as easily?!"

"Elder brother..."

"Don’t call me elder brother; you are the sublime Saint, and I am not worthy of being your elder brother, I’m just a pawn in your strategies."

Fu Xi shook his head in disappointment, "Below the Saint, all are insignificant. How could I be the exception?!

Haha~ to sacrifice one’s own children heedlessly, oh Saint, oh Saint!"

Nuwa sighed deeply, earnestly saying, "Elder brother, please help me one more time, there are things that can be done but not spoken of."

"As a command from a Saint, I dare not disobey!! But think carefully about the consequences. When your children wail everywhere, doesn’t your sacred heart feel a single twinge?" Fu Xi swung his sleeve and walked briskly towards the outside, his figure vanishing instantly upon exiting Nuwa Palace.

Qingluan and Cai Feng slowly walked in from outside.

Qingluan spoke softly, "Your Majesty, Master Fu Xi has left, and he seemed very upset."

"After things are done, he will understand," Nuwa sighed and solemnly instructed, "Qingluan, Cai Feng, go and construct an altar."

Qingluan and Cai Feng looked at each other with perplexed eyes. An altar? The Mistress is a Saint; whom does she need to sacrifice to?

Nuwa pointed with her hand, and instantly, an image of a majestic altar emerged in their minds; the altar was three thousand layers high, each layer embedded with a shining rune, imposing and unparalleled in dignity.

Both responded in unison, "Yes!" then turned and left Nuwa Palace.