Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I am the Ancestor of Stars.

Chapter 73 Nuwa: You want both? Is Di Jun really that bold?

Under these circumstances, ten thousand years have passed.

Nuwa opened the heavens.

Unlike Taihao Heaven, Nuwa Heaven, although also a vast world, cannot be hidden away, nor can it be completed like Taihao Heaven.

Because it was created from the primordial wilderness, it is qualitatively different.

However, Nuwa Heaven is still far superior to the Middle Thousand Worlds, and its level is quite high.

It also aligns with Nuwa's path to enlightenment, with all that can be seen are spirit beasts, divine beasts, and even a divine phoenix at the quasi-saint realm!

The next moment, the divine phoenix transformed into a woman in a fiery red palace dress and addressed all living beings who had entered Nuwa's Heaven.

"Please follow me, everyone. The Goddess is waiting for us in the Nuwa Palace."

Upon hearing this, everyone was amazed.

We won't discuss cultivators below the Great Luo level.

Even Di Jun, whose fortune was the greatest and whose cultivation was close to the peak of Quasi-Saint, was full of sighs.

Before they came here, they could never have imagined that the person in charge of guiding them in Nuwa's Heaven would be a Quasi-Saint!

Only Fuxi smiled bitterly, for he knew the origin of this quasi-saint of the Phoenix Clan.

"I never imagined that Feng Jiu would actually break through to the Quasi-Saint level!"

Feng Jiu was a Phoenix Clan Great Luo who made a vow to protect the Transformation Cave a long time ago because of the Enlightenment Stele. Because of this great vow, she escaped the Dragon-Han Tribulation.

After the Dragon-Han Calamity, she did not return to the Phoenix Clan, but instead chose to follow Nuwa and become her mount.

This differs from historical fact.

Historically, Nuwa's mount was a fire phoenix. Although its origins were extraordinary, it certainly couldn't compare to the phoenix cultivators who were already at the Great Luo level during the early stages of the Dragon-Han Calamity.

Not to mention, she has now become a quasi-saint.

Thinking of this, Fuxi couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and at the same time, he became even more uneasy about the task that Dijun had entrusted to him.

"Since joining the demon race, I've met Nuwa very few times. She still seems somewhat dissatisfied with my joining the demon race..."

"I wonder if asking her for help will have any negative consequences..."

"Sigh, I just hope it doesn't backfire!"

Unlike before she attained enlightenment, Nuwa is no longer a little girl, but a stunningly beautiful woman of twenty years old.

While not exactly mature, they have certainly shed their childishness.

"Please sit down!"

"Although my enlightenment this time cannot compare with my master's or even Senior Hongjun's, I am confident that I am second to none in the way of creation."

Even if you don't comprehend the workings of creation, you can still gain insights from this!

Nuwa parted her lips slightly, and every word and action exuded majesty.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty!"

The vast majority of Zixiao guests consciously changed their form of address.

Before Nuwa attained enlightenment, even if they were just Great Luo Golden Immortals, they could still address each other as "fellow Daoists," but that's no longer possible.

How dare a mere Quasi-Saint be called a fellow Daoist alongside Hunyuan?

But not everyone is so self-aware.

Aside from Fuxi, he genuinely didn't know how to address him, feeling awkward no matter how he addressed him, so he simply bowed.

There were also a few people who were hesitant to let go of their identities.

For example, Di Jun, Tong Tian, ​​Jie Yin, and Zhun Ti are all self-important and believe that they are no worse than any other cultivator of their generation.

And that's how this got me into a dilemma.

Should we change this form of address or not?

If you change it, you'll fall behind.

If we don't change it, won't we offend Hunyuan?

The last one to speak was not Dijun, nor Zhunti who ignored the noodles... but Tongtian.

"Tongtian thanks the Goddess Nuwa for preaching!"

These words surprised the others, who cast astonished glances at them.

At this moment, Tongtian spoke again, his expression arrogant.

"Being inferior is being inferior; what's the point of denying it? When I attain enlightenment, I will change my form of address back to what I was called!"

"Fellow Daoist, what a spirit you have!" Di Jun exclaimed in admiration, no longer dwelling on the matter, and bowed to Nuwa.

"Emperor Jun thanks the Goddess Nuwa!"

In Di Jun's view, although he lacked purple aura, he could still attain enlightenment by relying on his luck!

Because he was the one with the highest cultivation level besides Nuwa!

Not to mention, he also had an important matter to attend to: he had asked Fuxi to seek Nuwa's help. If he angered Nuwa over a matter of address, it would be a great loss.

On the other side, Jieyin and Zhunti, though unwilling, had no choice but to change their minds.

Seeing this, Nuwa didn't say anything, but smiled faintly and began her sermon.

When Hunyuan preaches the Dao, extraordinary phenomena will naturally occur.

In an instant, golden clouds descended from the sky and lotus flowers sprang from the ground throughout the entire Nuwa Palace, creating a scene of peace and tranquility.

All the Zixiao guests who came here quickly entered a state of enlightenment.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years have passed.

Nuwa concluded her sermon.

"Thank you, Goddess Nuwa, for preaching!"

This time, no one fussed over the form of address, and many cultivators spoke from the bottom of their hearts, clearly indicating that Nuwa's sermon had been of great help to them.

"In that case, you may leave as you see fit!"

Nuwa nodded and said this.

Unlike Hongjun, she wouldn't bring out all her treasures, nor did she intend to take on any disciples, so she let them leave as they pleased.

However, after most of the cultivators had left, one cultivator remained.

This person was none other than Fuxi.

Nuwa's feelings were complicated for a moment.

Contrary to Fuxi's expectations, Nuwa was not dissatisfied with Fuxi joining the demon race.

On the contrary, she was very understanding.

Because Fuxi lacked Nuwa's fortune and destiny, and he did not become Taihao's disciple, he could only rely on luck to break through to a higher realm.

Coincidentally, joining the demon race brings a great deal of good fortune.

Fuxi's cultivation level at the late Quasi-Saint stage proves this point.

His cultivation level was no lower than that of Tongtian.

But if he hadn't joined the demon race, he might only be in the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint now. Don't be fooled by the fact that he's only one small realm away; his strength would be far inferior.

Furthermore, in the long run, the gap can widen even further depending on whether one joins the demon race.

Nuwa rarely met with Fuxi because of a casual remark by Taihao: "The Wu and Yao races are destined for destruction; avoid getting too deeply involved unless absolutely necessary!"

Nuwa kept this sentence in her heart and has carried it out to this day.

Since Master said that the demon race is doomed, then it will definitely be doomed, without exception.

Therefore, at this moment, Nuwa even had the idea of ​​making Fuxi withdraw from the demon race.

"elder brother!"

After a long silence, Nuwa spoke softly.

Upon hearing the title, Fuxi breathed a sigh of relief. Since the title hadn't changed, it meant that Nuwa was still the same Nuwa, and hadn't become arrogant because of her attainment of enlightenment.

At least he won't put on airs towards his older brother.

Perhaps there is hope for Di Jun's entrustment?

Thinking of this, Fuxi said.

"Nuwa, you must be very angry that your brother joined the demon race, right? But brother, he had no choice!"

"That's not true! Luck is an indispensable resource for cultivators, how could Nuwa not understand that?"

Nuwa shook her head, but she became even more determined to separate Fuxi from the demon race.

But before she could speak, Fuxi hesitated for a moment before making his request.

"Nuwa, besides congratulating you on your enlightenment, there's actually... another matter I'd like to ask you!"

"What is it, brother? Just say whatever you want. Nuwa is now at the Primordial Chaos stage; there's nothing she can't do!"

Nuwa was surprised, but she did not refuse.

However, he suppressed his thoughts for the time being, intending to listen to Fuxi's words before making a decision.

Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Fuxi felt a slight joy in his heart.

If that's the case, doesn't that mean there's a real chance of success?

Thinking it over, Fuxi seized the opportunity and voiced his request.

"The matter is like this, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor... cough cough, Fellow Daoist Dijun, recently I felt that the Heavenly Court was incomplete and lacked a female head to manage it, in order to complete the Yin-Yang balance and facilitate a heavenly marriage, so I asked my brother to trouble you..."

"Go find him yourself! Why are you coming to me? Do you have designs on me? If that's the case, this Heavenly Court can't be allowed to remain. Let's just erase it!" Nuwa frowned, furious.

At the same time, she also sensed something was off from Fuxi's way of addressing Dijun.

"My dear sister, you jest! Even if Fellow Daoist Dijun had such a thought, I would not agree!"

Fuxi waved his hands repeatedly and continued, "They are your two senior sisters..."

"What? My senior sister? Or two of them?"

Is Di Jun really that bold?

One is already a pipe dream, yet he wants two together?

What gives him the audacity to indulge in such daydreams?

(End of this chapter)