Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 287 Nuwa vs. Zhunti

Zhao Gongming nodded slightly. Upon entering Nuwa Palace, the first thing he saw was Nuwa meditating on a futon.

When Nuwa saw Zhao Gongming arrive, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"With the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods underway, the disciples of the Jie Sect are the most numerous and deeply involved in the tribulation, requiring them to devise numerous schemes. How come you have time to come to my Nuwa Palace?"

Zhao Gongming smiled and replied, "The great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods has begun. I have done what I should do, and it is time for me to take a good rest. I have come here today to ask my Aunt Nuwa for help with something."

"Oh? What is it about? Tell me."

"March 15th is your birthday, Goddess Nuwa. The ancestors of the Shang Dynasty would go to Nuwa Palace to worship. The Human Emperor would like to invite Aunt Nuwa to descend to the mortal world to witness the most important festival of the Shang Dynasty."

"March 15th?"

Nuwa smiled. He was born when the world was created, and he was among the earliest innate beings.

When she was born, there was no calendar, so there was no March 15th. This so-called birthday is nothing more than something fabricated by people generation after generation.

"Since the Emperor has extended such a warm invitation, then I shall go and take a look."

Nuwa thought about it for a moment and then agreed.

"Then I thank my aunt Nuwa on behalf of the Human Emperor for her support."

Zhao Gongming and Nuwa transformed into a stream of light and descended to the mortal realm.

I'm planning to visit the shopping mall before March 15th arrives.

Time flew by, and soon it was March 14th.

On this day, in the Longde Hall, Shang Rong, the Grand Master of Rites and Music, stepped forward to report.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow, the fifteenth of the third month, is the birthday of the Holy Mother Nuwa of the human race. According to the ancestral teachings of our Great Shang Dynasty, Your Majesty should lead all civil and military officials to Nuwa's Palace to offer incense and pray for blessings."

Di Xin nodded, "Holy Mother Nuwa created humans from clay. Without the Holy Mother, where would the human race be, and where would the Shang Dynasty be? Tomorrow, I will go to Nuwa's Palace to offer incense."

The following day, the people of the entire Shang Dynasty rose early to clean their houses, decorate with lanterns and colorful streamers, and burn incense to pray for blessings.

Emperor Xin rode in his imperial carriage and left the capital, where two rows of civil and military officials followed.

Following the civil and military officials were the Imperial Guards of the Great Shang Dynasty, led by King Wu Cheng, Huang Feihu, to protect the emperor.

Upon arriving at the Nuwa Palace, Emperor Xin left his imperial carriage and went straight to the Nuwa Hall.

The palace was magnificent, adorned with vibrant colors and gold. Pairs of golden boys held banners and canopies, while jade maidens presented scepters in pairs.

The jade hook hangs askew, a half-moon hangs in the sky, the jeweled curtains sway, and ten thousand pairs of colorful phoenixes pay homage to the Dipper.

Di Xin took three sticks of incense, offered them with utmost reverence, then slowly lit them and burned them in the furnace. He then led his civil and military officials to worship the statue of Nuwa.

Nuwa, from within the statue of Nuwa, looked down upon Emperor Xin and his officials.

Nuwa nodded repeatedly. In the past few days, she had traveled to most of Chaoge. The government was efficient and the people were harmonious. The granaries were full and people knew etiquette. They were well-fed and clothed and knew honor and shame. All she saw along the way was a peaceful and prosperous place.

Looking at Di Xin now, his courteous manners pleased Nuwa greatly.

But at that moment, a sudden change occurred. A golden ray of light rushed into Nuwa Palace and transformed into a thin, yellow-faced Taoist priest.

"Zhunti? What's he doing here?"

Nuwa's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a cold look appeared on her face.

After Zhunti appeared, he chuckled a few times and flicked his finger, sending a golden Bodhi seed flying like an arrow toward Di Xin.

On the Bodhi seed is the Bodhi Grand Array personally set up by Zhunti, which is most capable of bewitching the mind. Once it invades Di Xin's Nigong Wan, then his Western Sect will control the entire Shang Dynasty!

Nuwa frowned slightly and said softly, "Well done, Zhunti, you dare to make a move in secret!"

Nuwa raised her hand, and a ray of red light shot towards the golden Bodhi seed.

The two collided in mid-air with a muffled groan, and then dissipated into the air at the same time.

Zhunti was completely dumbfounded!

That magical power just now!

He suddenly looked up at the jade statue of Nuwa, and his gaze met Nuwa's.

"Oops!"

Zhunti's face turned pale, and his heart was in turmoil. Nuwa's true form was actually hidden in this jade statue. How could this be!

With a thought, Zhunti suddenly fled towards the heavens.

"Still trying to escape?"

Nuwa let out a cold shout, and her true form flew out of the Nuwa Jade Statue, chasing after Zhunti.

Nine Heavens, Nuwa tore through space with a wave of her hand, blocking Zhunti's path.

"Zhunti, how dare you attack my human emperor! Do you really think I, the Holy Mother of the Human Race, am just a decoration?"

Nuwa's pretty face was icy cold. The Qiankun Cauldron, a supreme innate treasure, appeared behind her at some point. It rotated slightly, and the oppressive force of the supreme innate treasure slowly spread to all directions!

Following the original trajectory, after Nuwa created humans, she basically stopped interfering in the affairs of the human race.

Therefore, he did not receive much worship from the human race, and his strength was actually about the same as that of Zhunti, the weakest saint.

However, the Nuwa of this time is quite different in strength from the Nuwa of the original timeline.

With the immense offerings of humanity, Nuwa's power became unfathomable. Not to mention compared to other saints, she was more than capable of easily defeating Zhunti.

Zhunti said awkwardly, "Junior Sister Nuwa, you've misunderstood. I was just joking with the Human Emperor."

"Just kidding?"

"How about I play a joke on you too?"

Nuwa summoned the Qiankun Cauldron and smashed this magical treasure at Zhunti like a brick.

The Qiankun Cauldron, suspended in mid-air, emitted a tremendous roar, as if it had transformed into an ancient divine mountain, suppressing everything from afar.

"The Seven Wonderful Trees!"

Zhunti trembled, not expecting Nuwa to attack so suddenly. He had no choice but to use the Seven Wonders Tree to fight back!

"boom!"

A tremendous explosion resounded in mid-air, and the Dao essence of the sage surged back and forth within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, shattering space!

This was only because Nuwa deliberately limited the power of the collision; otherwise, even a single blow from a sage, even just a residual wave, would have turned the entire Shang Dynasty to dust!

Such a devastating cause and effect would instantly backfire on even a saint, causing them to lose all their spiritual attainment and die.

"Pfft!"

In mid-air, Zhunti suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly no match for Nuwa.

"Nuwa, Junior Sister Nuwa, you've really misunderstood. Senior Brother has never had any intention of attacking the Human Emperor."

Nuwa's face was icy cold; she didn't even want to listen to what Zhunti had to say.

They activated the Qiankun Cauldron, the Red Embroidered Ball, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers, continuously striking towards Zhunti.

Zhunti is far too audacious. If she doesn't teach Zhunti a good lesson today, she'll be unworthy of being the Holy Mother of the Human Race!

With Nuwa unleashing her full power, Zhunti's pressure increased dramatically. He was forced to retreat repeatedly, his face ashen, barely managing to parry, let alone retaliate!

Zhao Gongming watched from the sidelines, secretly pleased. People like Zhunti and Jieyin deserved to be taught a lesson like this!

After a brief but intense battle, Zhunti was struck again by the Qiankun Cauldron, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His aura began to weaken and become disordered.

Having no other choice, Zhunti had to use his own power to recover while frantically seeking help.

If my senior brother doesn't come soon, I'm afraid I'll really be beaten to death by Nuwa!

Fortunately, Jieyin arrived not long after. He used the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit to barely separate Nuwa and Zhunti, who were locked in fierce combat.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, what exactly happened? Why are you so ruthless, resorting to such fratricide?"

Jieyin's eyelids twitched with anger as he looked at Zhunti's injuries.

(End of this chapter)