Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 103 Qinglian Seeks an Audience with Nuwa

Just as the Three Pure Ones were refining Pangu's essence blood and acquiring earth-shattering trump cards atop Kunlun Mountain, and Qinglian was deepening her understanding of creation at the Qingyu Dao Palace, the situation in the primordial land had reached an unprecedented level of tension, like a taut bowstring.

The grudges between the Lich and Demon races, accumulated over countless years, have long since permeated every corner of the world.

The frictions and conflicts between the two sides, large and small, have become more frequent and intense, and are no longer just sporadic skirmishes in the border area.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, on the shore of the East Sea, and on the edge of the Northern Sea—everywhere one can see the flames of war raging, spiritual veins collapsing, and mountains and rivers overturned.

The various tribes of the Wu tribe were preparing for war, relying on the Pangu Temple. Their tribal walls were formidable, and the overwhelming evil energy was almost tangible. They practiced the terrifying and unparalleled Dutian Shensha Formation day and night, which could summon the true form of Pangu. The rough war roars shook the earth.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race was filled with endless starlight. Emperor Jun and Taiyi were in charge of the central command. The array flags of the Zhou Tian Star Array were distributed to various demon gods. Countless demon soldiers and generals were deployed and arranged according to the positions of the stars. A murderous aura permeated the Thirty-Three Heavens, and even the cold starlight carried the taste of iron and blood.

The shadow of war weighed heavily on the hearts of every primordial being. The malevolent energy of the great calamity was so dense that it was almost tangible, eroding spiritual energy and even the mind. The sky often turned an ominous, suffocating dark red due to the condensation of bloodshed and resentment.

All the innate great powers closed their mountain gates, silently circulated their primordial spirits, and deduced the secrets of heaven, attempting to find a glimmer of hope in this monstrous calamity.

They all knew that a massive war that would sweep across the world and determine the future of the primordial world was about to break out and was inevitable!

The Azure Lotus slowly awoke from its profound enlightenment. The pure radiance of the Thousand-Grade Creation Azure Lotus was completely contained within the lotus platform, but the Daoist charm flowing around it became even more profound and vast, creating a wondrous resonance with the surrounding world, as if a single thought could bring all things to life and a single thought could dry up all rivers.

The moment he opened his eyes, he clearly sensed the pervasive, chilling aura of calamity outside, so dense that even a primordial deity like himself felt his spirit stagnate. He knew in his heart that his time was running out.

He stood up, stepped out of the Qingyu Dao Palace, and came to the outside of the Sanqing Palace to request an audience once again.

At this moment, the Three Pure Ones had achieved perfect enlightenment and walked out of the hall. Their auras were harmonious and flawless, and they appeared to be no different from usual.

However, Qinglian's incredibly keen spiritual sense could faintly perceive the terrifying power hidden beneath the calm sea surface, a power capable of tearing apart chaos and resetting earth, water, fire, and wind—an ultimate restraint born from returning to simplicity.

"My three masters, the calamity outside is overwhelming, and a great battle is imminent. I still have many hurdles to overcome in the Dao of Creation. I have a feeling that I should go to Buzhou Mountain again to discuss the Dao with my Aunt Nuwa in order to achieve perfection and prepare for the changes to come."

Qinglian respectfully bowed and explained her intention to leave.

The Three Pure Ones glanced at Qinglian, and with a slight movement of their divine senses, they discerned his progress in this enlightenment, and all nodded slightly.

They could see that the aura of the Azure Lotus had improved again, and the Way of Creation had broken free from its constraints, forging its own unique path. Its aura was profound, and its foundation was far stronger than before.

Now is the perfect time to discuss the Dao with Nuwa, who is about to become a saint and is equally skilled in the Dao of Creation. Perhaps an unexpected spark of Dao fire and spiritual light could be ignited.

"Good. Though this great calamity is perilous, it is also an opportunity for tempering. The path of the Great Way is like rowing against the current. Go forth, and be careful in all things."

Lao Tzu responded calmly, his tone composed yet containing a subtle hint of concern.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable, with a solemn expression, added: "Junior Sister Nuwa is gentle in nature and compassionate in her Dao heart, but her brother Fuxi has decided to join the demon race and assume the position of Emperor Xi, which is deeply entangled with her. This discussion of the Dao is a meeting of the Great Dao, but we must also be careful not to get too involved in cause and effect."

The Master of Heaven laughed loudly, his fighting spirit barely concealed: "Go with peace of mind! Comprehending the Great Dao is the key. If a real battle breaks out, we might even meet on the battlefield. That would be a good opportunity to test our newly learned techniques! Let those barbarians see the true power of the Pangu lineage!"

Qinglian kept the teachings of the Three Pure Ones firmly in mind and respectfully accepted the order again: "Disciple will remember Master's teachings."

Having left the Kunlun Wonderland, Qinglian had no time to wander. She poured all her magical power into her escape light, increasing her speed to the extreme. She transformed into a blue rainbow that tore through the sky and cleaved through the tribulation clouds, heading straight for Buzhou Mountain.

Along the way, all that could be seen was devastation; the primordial land was shattered, war raged everywhere, and many sacred mountains and blessed lands were in ruins.

The fierce battles between the elite patrol teams and hunting squads of the Lich and Demon races were frequent. They often fought to the death, their supernatural powers clashing, flesh and blood flying everywhere, broken magical artifacts and weapons scattered on the ground, and vengeful spirits wailing, adding to the apocalyptic atmosphere of desolation and tragedy.

Qinglian's Dao heart was firm. Although she felt sorry for the tragic scene, she knew that this was the cycle of Heaven and the trend was irreversible. She could only calm her mind and speed up her journey.

With his current abilities, even in the vast wilderness, Mount Buzhou is within reach.

Before long, they arrived at the familiar innate formation hidden beneath the majestic aura of Mount Buzhou.

Qinglian pressed down on her escape technique, straightened her Daoist robe which had been slightly rippling from the rapid flight, and spoke in a clear, resonant voice that pierced through the array barrier: "Qinglian of Kunlun Mountain requests an audience with Martial Aunt Nuwa!"

The clouds outside the formation surged, revealing a dazzling portal. The figure of the Goddess Nuwa quietly appeared, still as beautiful and compassionate as ever, but there seemed to be a faint, lingering worry between her brows, as if she had something on her mind.

When she saw Qinglian, she forced a gentle smile: "So you are Junior Nephew Qinglian. No need for formalities, please come in."

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Stepping into Nuwa's blessed land, one finds it still peaceful and serene, with abundant innate spiritual energy and rare flowers and herbs blooming in profusion, their fragrance delightful. This contrasts sharply with the outside world, where war rages and evil spirits fill the land, making it seem like two completely different worlds.

Qinglian glanced around. The aura within the cave was pure, but it lacked the refined and lofty melody of the zither and the agile spirit of calculating celestial secrets. A thought stirred in his heart, and he asked, "Uncle Nuwa, why is Uncle Fuxi not here?"

Upon hearing this, Nuwa sighed softly, her forced smile vanishing completely. A complex look flashed across her bright eyes as she said softly, "My brother—his mind is made up. He has accepted the invitations of the Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi several times to join the Heavenly Court, where he was bestowed the title of Xi Huang, a position second only to the two emperors. He now resides in the newly built Xi Huang Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens, overseeing the calculations and arrangements of the celestial constellations."

Although Qinglian had anticipated that Fellow Daoist Fuxi would most likely make such a choice, hearing it confirmed by Nuwa herself still left her with a sense of regret and sigh.

The great god Fuxi possessed unparalleled wisdom and his array deductions were unmatched in the primordial world. Yet, he still could not completely transcend the tribulations. For the sake of his brother and sister's path, or to verify the ultimate application of his knowledge in the struggle between all races, he ultimately stepped into this monstrous vortex.

He paused for a moment, carefully considering his words, and then said slowly, "Uncle-Master Fuxi's Taoist arts are profound and his wisdom is boundless. Such a choice must have its own far-reaching considerations and reasons for being necessary. Uncle-Master need not worry too much. Even in times of calamity, there is a glimmer of hope. Uncle-Master Fuxi may be able to get through it safely."

Nuwa shook her head, her expression slightly somber. Clearly, this matter was not easily resolved, but she did not say anything more about it, seemingly unwilling to let her brother's affairs affect their conversation. Instead, she composed herself, her gaze returning to its clear and calm state.

He asked, "What brings you here today, junior disciple? Have you encountered any difficulties in your cultivation?"

Qinglian straightened her expression and cupped her hands, saying, "I dare not hide it from you, Uncle-Master. I have been in seclusion recently and have made some progress in the Dao of Creation, but I still have many questions and uncertainties in my heart. It seems that there is a fog blocking my way ahead."

"My senior uncle is the master of the primordial creation path, having already reached an inconceivable realm. I have come specifically to seek your guidance, hoping you will generously offer your instruction. I yearn to discuss the Dao with you, to dispel my confusion and verify what I have learned."

When Nuwa heard that they had come to discuss the way of creation, a bright light flashed in her eyes, and she temporarily put aside her worries about her brother.

She has immersed herself in the path of creation for countless years and knows that this path is difficult and obscure. It is extremely rare to meet a fellow practitioner who has made great progress in this path.

Her gaze toward Qinglian held a newfound appreciation and anticipation as she nodded, saying, "Excellent. The Way of Creation encompasses all things and is infinitely profound. Since we both cultivate this Way, we should mutually verify and enlighten each other."

She also thought to herself that Qinglian was formed from the origin of the Creation Lotus, possessing exceptional talent and profound blessings. Taking this opportunity to teach him the Way of Creation would also help him have more self-protection in the great calamity to come.

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