Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 60 Nuwa, the Treatment of a True Disciple of the Dao Ancestor

These changes were noticed by Qingyi immediately.

The saying "the general trend cannot be changed, but the minor trend can be changed" is something Qingyi has never believed in.

It's impossible that the two overlords of the primordial world had no interaction.

Even though the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun had a good relationship in private, they could not avoid their disputes.

The only constant topic is self-interest.

What Qingyi has been working on is to improve relations between the two races.

This will prevent the two groups from getting entangled in some ordinary issues.

For example, causing turmoil over something as trivial as eating blood can trigger a great calamity.

Qingyi's approach was very effective; the blood sacrifice was no longer a factor that could trigger a war between the two races.

The struggle for destiny was set in stone by the Qingyi Demon Clan, who controlled the heavens, and the Wu Clan, who controlled the earth, so there was little controversy.

We have taken every possible measure to prevent the two groups from escalating into a full-blown conflict.

As time goes on and the bond between the two races deepens, the number of events that could trigger a catastrophe for both races will naturally decrease.

What Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao did was to use the fortunes of the two races to accelerate the intersection and outbreak of conflict between them.

Many things that should have happened in the future have happened now.

Buzhou Mountain.

A little further up from halfway up the mountain.

The pressure from Pangu here is extremely intense.

Among the demon race, only the top ten demon generals can reach this place, and among the witch race, only the great witches can climb to this level.

Although the Wu tribe was punished by having to hand over all the blood food they cultivated within the One Yuan Hui to the Demon tribe, the Wu tribe still loved cultivating blood food.

With his superhuman strength, the great shaman Kuafu wandered around Buzhou Mountain every day, searching for a new place suitable for cultivating food and raising livestock.

I arrived here today.

"I wonder if blood-eating creatures can survive here."

Kuafu, feeling the oppressive aura, was somewhat uncertain.

A streak of light flashed by, and Yingzhao, one of the Ten Great Demon Generals with a human face, horse body, tiger stripes, and wings on his back, came to inspect the blood food cultivation situation and urge the Wu Clan not to be perfunctory.

It also appeared here.

"Fellow Daoist Kuafu, what a coincidence!"

Yingzhao greeted them.

"What's so clever about it?" Kuafu was very dissatisfied that he hadn't had any blood offerings for a whole epoch, and his tone was not good.

"This is my home."

Yingzhao smiled, not caring at all, after all, their demon race was getting real benefits.

Just then, a powerful innate formation suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Hmm? Could there be treasure here!"

The two immediately became interested.

Kuafu cannot use magical treasures, but he can take them back and offer them to his grandfather Pangu.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't we break the formation together?"

"Come!"

The two hit it off immediately and began to break the formation.

The great formation was quickly broken, and contrary to their expectations, there was not a single spiritual treasure inside.

But the two were not disappointed at all; on the contrary, they were overjoyed.

Within the great formation lay a vast, flat plain, teeming with abundant spiritual herbs, bisected by a narrow, winding river.

Kuafu plucked a magical herb, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and his eyes lit up.

"This spiritual herb is no worse than ordinary spiritual roots, and moreover—"

"The spiritual energy here, the water here—"

Kuafu took a deep breath.

Sent.

Based on his extensive breeding experience over the past 1000 years, he believes the environment here is ideal for cultivating blood-eating animals.

That winding, narrow river is practically a natural feeding trough.

This place is absolutely capable of producing the finest blood-eating food; it's a natural grazing ground.

"This place must have been bestowed upon our Wu tribe by our ancestor Pangu; it's truly wonderful!"

Without saying a word, Kuafu knelt down and worshipped.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Yingzhao was anxious. He knew that the demon race was researching how to cultivate blood food that could increase intelligence or have other multifunctional effects.

This area is perfect.

"This place was discovered by the two of us together, so it must belong to half of our demon race."

"Bullshit!"

Kuafu refused to listen.

"This is Buzhou Mountain, which is the territory of our Wu clan. You demons should go to the Thirty-Third Heaven."

"impossible!"

Faced with the prospect of profit, Yingzhao was equally decisive: "This place isn't far from the Thirty-Third Heaven; it's practically my demon race's territory!"

"You dare steal from my witch clan? I'll fucking beat you to death!"

The battle between the two began.

From the very beginning, Qingyi noticed the changes inside Pangu Mausoleum.

"The workings of fate are truly wondrous. Heaven and Hongjun are masters at manipulating fate."

Qingyi had to admire him; he couldn't pull off such tactics.

Moreover, he is not a saint.

This region, according to its development, might not have appeared for countless eons.

By then, the relationship between the Lich and Demon races will be incredibly good, a veritable breeding paradise. At most, the leaders of the two races will just meet and exchange greetings.

But now that this has happened, both sides have their own reasons, and a fight might really break out.

The Dragon and Phoenix Calamity constantly reminded Qing Yi that these seemingly insignificant little disputes were precisely the driving force behind the calamity.

"If I were alone, even if I tried to suppress this matter, neither side would be satisfied. In fact, the more I suppressed it, the stronger the backlash would be."

"What a pity, I have a lot of people now."

Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao are manipulating the fate of the Wu and Yao races.

However, they overlooked, or rather, failed to calculate, that the many innate divine fortunes on Qingyi's side were enough to influence the fortunes of both the Witch and Demon races.

Qingyi did not stop Yingzhao and Kuafu from fighting, because it was pointless.

time flies.

Nuwa and other primordial deities finally returned to Buzhou Mountain.

"What's going on?"

Dijiang noticed something was wrong as soon as he returned.

Di Jun and Tai Yi also looked solemn.

Why are the Ten Demon Generals fighting humans at Buzhou Mountain?

Soon they saw the great shaman and the ten demon generals fighting together, and they had even formed a battle formation in Buzhou Mountain.

Di Jun broke out in a cold sweat upon seeing this.

A bunch of reckless fools! The Dao Ancestor is right here!

"Stop it, all of you!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun and Taiyi immediately stepped forward to control the situation.

"Ancestral Witches, you've finally returned!"

Kuafu, his face bruised and swollen, charged over, howling in pain.

Nuwa then led many curious primordial deities over.

"What's going on here? Why are you disturbing the teacher's meditation?"

Nuwa frowned; the teacher was genuinely angry at being disturbed.

The Great Witch and the Ten Demon Generals all behaved themselves.

He recounted what had happened.

Visibly, the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches lit up.

"Brother Dijun, I don't think we Wu clan can be blamed for this. Buzhou Mountain has always belonged to our Wu clan. Since the grassland appeared on Buzhou Mountain, it belongs to our Wu clan."

Di Jun and Tai Yi also really wanted that place.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you are mistaken. That place is closer to the Thirty-Third Heaven than to your Pangu Palace. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it my demon race's territory."

Nuwa covered her forehead.

The other innate deities also looked pained.

These kinds of cases are really hard to judge.

Soon, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun Taiyi began to argue their case, and there was even a tendency for them to start fighting again.

"Never mind, we're all brothers."

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun is right."

"Hiss~ Fellow Daoist Dijiang is right too."

Other innate deities, seeing this, wanted to step in and mediate, but damn it, they couldn't persuade them.

"Alright, everyone, be quiet!"

Nuwa directly presented the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

All the top-tier innate saints immediately calmed down.

This is the treatment that a true disciple of the Daoist patriarch should receive.

If Laozi, Yuanshi, and Zhunti saw the prestige of Nuwa, they would probably be furious. That would be quite interesting, wouldn't it?

Some of the clever and cunning innate deities thought to themselves, but dared not show it on their faces.

They were genuinely afraid of Nuwa; the Dao Ancestor loved this disciple so much that he gave her Lingbao for free.

Nuwa's cold gaze swept over the Great Witch and the Ten Demon Generals.

"You, now go and kneel outside Pangu Mausoleum. You may stand up only when your teacher has forgiven you."

"Yes."

The Great Shaman and the Ten Demon Generals didn't even look at their masters, and said nothing.

He wiped the blood from his nose and ran to kneel outside the Pangu Mausoleum.

Nuwa then looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

"Now, come with me to find the teacher."