Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

Just now, a familiar yet unfamiliar aura of a saint descended upon the area outside her dojo.

That aura was aloof and arrogant, carrying an indifference that viewed all things as mere straw dogs.

It is the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

"What is he doing here?"

Nuwa was filled with doubt.

Although she was a saint of Taoism, she never participated in the disputes among the Three Pure Ones.

In terms of relationships, she had a decent relationship with Laozi of Taiqing and a fairly good relationship with Tongtian of Jiejiao, but she had almost no interaction with Yuanshi Tianzun of Chanjiao.

The Chan sect's approach to accepting disciples emphasizes lineage and good fortune, which is somewhat contrary to her doctrine of teaching without discrimination and nurturing all living beings.

Now that the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is approaching and the secrets of heaven are in chaos, the Primordial Sage, who never easily leaves the Jade Void Palace, has suddenly visited my Nuwa Palace. His intentions are definitely not simple.

Nuwa was filled with many thoughts, but her saintly dignity remained.

Regardless of the other party's intentions, as fellow saints, the proper etiquette should not be neglected.

She parted her lips slightly, and her clear, cool voice echoed throughout the entire Nuwa Palace.

"Lingzhuzi"

Lingzhu, who was meditating and cultivating in the side hall, heard his master's summons and immediately ran out, kneeling respectfully in front of the hall.

"Disciple is here. What are your instructions, Master?"

"The Primordial Sage is personally visiting the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain. You shall go out of the palace to greet him on behalf of your master," Nuwa instructed calmly.

"What?!"

Lingzhu suddenly raised her head, her little face filled with shock.

The Primordial Sage?

How could the leader of the Chan Sect, one of the Three Pure Ones and the Heavenly Sage, have come to their Nuwa Palace?

In his mind, this sage was extremely arrogant, and ordinary people didn't even have the right to see him. Their Nuwa Palace and the Chan Sect had no dealings whatsoever, so why was this big shot coming here?

Could it be... for Chen Changsheng?

This was the first thought that flashed through Lingzhuzi's mind.

After all, not long ago, Chen Changsheng had killed the incarnation of the Sage Zhunti in the West, and in front of the entire prehistoric world, he forced the two sages to suffer in silence.

This story has long been known throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Chen Changsheng was a disciple of the Jie Sect. Yuanshi Tianzun, as the leader of the Chan Sect, had always been at odds with Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Could it be that they've come to see their master to discuss how to deal with Chen Changsheng?

That doesn't make sense. Chen Changsheng is Senior Sister Yang Chan's future Daoist partner. How could Master possibly help an outsider to deal with him?

Lingzhu was calculating in her mind, but she dared not slack off in her actions.

"Your disciple obeys!"

He responded, immediately stood up, straightened his robes, and, filled with curiosity and trepidation, strode towards the gate of the Nuwa Palace.

Outside the Nuwa Palace, chaotic currents surged.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable, dressed in a nine-dragon sandalwood chariot, with thousands of auspicious clouds above his head, adorned with golden lamps, necklaces, and hanging beads, and surrounded by Daoist runes, quietly floated before the palace gate.

He did not force his way in, nor did he unleash any aggressive holy power; he simply waited quietly.

He knew that Nuwa had discovered him.

He came here not to engage in a battle of wits, but to "reason".

Chen Changsheng, this variable, has already exceeded his control.

In just a few decades, he cultivated from an ordinary mortal to the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal, and his combat power was even close to that of a Quasi-Saint.

What's even more terrifying is that he is not only incredibly powerful, but also has a deeply entrenched network of connections behind him.

The Heavenly Lord Protector of the Jie Sect was a disciple of Zhao Gongming and was deeply favored by Tongtian.

The Heavenly Law Enforcement God, who is in charge of the Heavenly Rules, is the nephew-in-law of the Jade Emperor.

The Grand Preceptor of the Shang Dynasty is connected to the fate of the human race.

Now, she is about to hold a grand wedding with Yang Chan, a direct disciple of Nuwa.

The Jie Sect, the Heavenly Court, the human race, and Nuwa, whose stance is unclear.

If Chen Changsheng were to completely unite these forces, wouldn't his Chan Sect's grand plan for the Investiture of the Gods, which had been slated for countless eons, suddenly face numerous obstacles?

Especially Nuwa.

Although she is a saint of the demon race, she is even more so a saintly mother of the human race, holding a transcendent status.

If she takes a clear stand on the side of the Jie Sect because of Yang Chan, then this game will really be difficult to play.

Therefore, he must come today.

He wanted to sound out Nuwa's intentions and make her understand that getting involved with the Jie Sect and Chen Changsheng, this "variable," would bring her and the demon race no benefit whatsoever.

As he pondered, the gates of the Nuwa Palace, which had been closed for countless years, slowly opened.

Lingzhuzi, with her short legs, quickly walked out of the door, came to the front of the carriage, and bowed respectfully.

"Lingzhuzi of Nuwa Palace pays respects to the Primordial Sage."

"The Master has decreed that the Sage be invited to the palace for a discussion."

Yuanshi Tianzun lowered his head, his indifferent gaze sweeping over Lingzhuzi, and nodded slightly.

Thank you for your trouble.

He stepped down from the Kowloon Agarwood Carriage, and the massive imperial carriage instantly transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into his sleeve.

He took a step forward and his figure appeared beside Lingzhuzi. He had no airs of a saint, but he possessed a majesty that made people dare not look him in the eye.

Lingzhu didn't dare to breathe loudly and quickly led the way.

He could sense that this saintly sage, though seemingly calm, harbored a terrifying purpose beneath that calm that could stir up the winds and clouds of the three realms.

Today, the Nuwa Palace is unlikely to be peaceful.

He lowered his head, secretly worried for Chen Changsheng.

I hope Master can hold on!

After passing through a long corridor, the two arrived at the main hall of the Nuwa Palace.

The Sage Nuwa had already stepped down from her cloud bed and sat upright in the main seat, calmly watching the Primordial Heavenly Venerable enter.

"Brother Yuanshi, instead of cultivating in the Jade Void Palace, what brings you to my Nuwa Palace today?"

"Greetings, Junior Sister Nuwa."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly in return, and then sat down in the guest seat opposite Nuwa.

He didn't beat around the bush, looking directly at Nuwa and getting straight to the point: "I wouldn't come here without a reason. I've come today for a matter that concerns the safety of the Three Realms and is also closely related to my junior sister."

Nuwa sneered inwardly.

What a big hat!

The moment he opened his mouth, he mentioned the safety of the Three Realms. Was he trying to use his power to intimidate me?

She picked up the Cloud Dew Immortal Tea in front of her, took a small sip, and said in a calm tone, "Oh? What is it that you speak of, Senior Brother, that is so serious?"

"I was surprised that you, Senior Brother, would personally make this trip for me."

Yuanshi Tianzun seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in her words, and solemnly replied, "Naturally, it concerns the matter of the Investiture of the Gods."

"The great calamity is approaching, and the Heavenly Dao's killing intent has already manifested. We, the disciples of the Sage, are all caught in this calamity. This matter was personally decided by the Dao Ancestor, and the great trend of the Heavenly Dao is irreversible."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa put down her teacup, and her gaze became serious.

The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods is indeed the biggest event in the prehistoric world at present.

"I am aware of what you mean, Senior Brother. But I wonder what this has to do with my Nuwa Palace?" Nuwa asked. "My disciples are few, unlike Senior Brother's Chan Sect which is teeming with Golden Immortals, and far inferior to Junior Brother Tongtian's myriad immortals paying homage. I'm afraid the one destined for this tribulation is not someone from my humble sect, is it?"