Primordial Era: I am the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao.

Chapter 70 Nuwa's Choice, the Primordial Treasure Qiankun Cauldron!

The Heaven of Nuwa is filled with celestial energy, auspicious clouds, and frequent strange phenomena.

But deep inside the Nuwa Palace, the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.

"Brother, isn't your behavior like putting me on a hotbed of fire?"

Nuwa spoke in a low voice, a deep sorrow showing between her brows.

"The invasion of the human race by the demon race has already caused the loss of countless lives. Now all I have left is the empty title of Holy Mother of the Human Race."

"My fortune has decreased by nearly 90%, and I will find it difficult to enjoy the incense offerings and sacrifices of the mortals in the future."

Her voice revealed a deep sense of helplessness.

"If I were to step forward on behalf of Donghuang Taiyi now, I could take back the Chaos Bell from Yuanfeng."

"Not only would it disobey the will of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, but it would also make me the target of everyone's attacks, and I would completely lose the respect of the human race."

Nuwa sat upright on the cloud platform, a troubled expression on her face, and her words revealed a hint of anger.

Originally, Nuwa planned to personally go to Kunlun Mountain to hold Laozi accountable after this great calamity ended, hoping to reclaim the destiny of the human race.

However, if she were to intervene in the affairs of the ancestral land of the human race at this time, even this last hope would likely vanish.

When humanity suffered, she chose to remain a bystander.

But now, for the sake of just one innate treasure, one is willing to abandon the dignity of a Heavenly Saint.

How will the beings of the primordial world view her?

She would become a laughingstock, lose the last vestige of human respect, and might even lose her position as the Holy Mother.

With a myriad of thoughts swirling in her mind, Nuwa was truly unwilling to get involved in this matter.

"But can I really stay out of it?"

"If Donghuang Taiyi loses the Chaos Bell, the entire demon race will suffer a heavy blow."

"Without this innate treasure to suppress the Zhou Tian Star Array, the demon race will no longer be able to contend with the witch race."

Nuwa was filled with inner turmoil, her hands tightly gripping her long, flowing hair, and her eyes were faintly bloodshot.

He is clearly going through a fierce internal struggle.

In a corner of the palace, Yuan Feng and Ling Zhuzi knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

They were terrified of touching Nuwa's raging aura as a sage of the Heavenly Dao, an aura that seemed capable of tearing them to shreds at any moment.

Time passed slowly, and the heavy atmosphere made people feel suffocated.

Finally, Nuwa let out a long sigh, and the violent aura around her gradually subsided, restoring her usual tranquility.

However, the aura of Taoism emanating from her seemed weak, and her gloomy expression formed a stark contrast to her former radiance.

"Golden Phoenix, Spirit Pearl!" Nuwa called softly.

Upon hearing the voice, the two immediately raised their heads respectfully.

"Take my decree and go to the ancestral land of humanity."

"I think Yuan Feng would not refuse to exchange this innate treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron, for the Chaos Bell in her possession."

Nuwa's tone revealed a resolute determination.

"At the same time, inform all the races of the primordial world that unless the demon race faces annihilation, I will no longer offer assistance."

After speaking, Nuwa gently waved her jade sleeve, and the Qiankun Cauldron floated in the hall.

The boundless, ancient bronze light illuminated the entire space, making it appear like a dream.

The Qiankun Cauldron, formed from fragments of the Chaos Green Lotus, is a supreme innate treasure.

Although it doesn't possess the heaven-defying attack power of the Chaos Bell, it has the miraculous effect of reversing one's innate nature.

In the past, when Nuwa created the human race, she used the power of this cauldron.

However, at this moment, for the sake of Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Bell, she was actually willing to hand over this precious treasure to Yuan Feng.

"We will obey Your Majesty's command!"

Jin Feng and Ling Zhuzi spoke in unison, then used their magic to ride the Qiankun Cauldron out of the palace and fly towards the primordial land.

Ancient, azure light appeared in the sky, and the Qiankun Cauldron shone like a bright star, illuminating the entire primordial world.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, Fuxi, gazing at the sky filled with azure light, cried out with ecstatic joy, "Heavenly Emperor, Eastern Emperor, my sister has arrived!"

"I believe that the Chaos Bell will soon be back in the hands of my demon race!"

However, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had complex expressions.

"Xi Huang, what has come is not Nuwa herself, but the golden phoenix and the spirit pearl beneath her."

The demon saint Bai Ze reminded Fuxi, "They are carrying the innate treasure Qiankun Cauldron, but I don't know the specific reason."

Although Bai Ze knew everything about heaven and earth, he chose to conceal the truth at this moment and could only give Fuxi a roundabout reminder.

Upon hearing this, Fuxi's divine sense swept across the sky full of azure light, and the joy on his face vanished instantly.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and his breathing became heavy.

Jin Feng and Ling Zhuzi quickly landed on the ground and knelt down to pay their respects to Di Jun and the others.

The Qiankun Cauldron floated before them, its divine aura of a supreme innate treasure appearing and disappearing intermittently, while the innate primordial energy within the cauldron surged and churned continuously.

Di Jun seemed to have a premonition of something; his breathing became somewhat disordered, and a sense of guilt arose involuntarily.

The Heavenly Sage is influenced by the Heavenly Dao, so Nuwa cannot openly help the demon race.

However, for the sake of the Chaos Bell and the future of the demon race, she still sent two attendants and brought the Qiankun Cauldron, which was regarded as her natal treasure.

Get up!

Di Jun said in a deep voice.

Jin Feng stood up and said to Di Jun, "Heavenly Emperor, Goddess Nuwa has sent the two of us here to discuss important matters with Senior Yuan Feng."

Di Jun nodded, signaling them to continue.

Seeing Yuan Feng nod in acknowledgment, Jin Feng and Ling Zhu Zi joined forces to control the Qiankun Cauldron and slowly flew to Yuan Feng's front.

Jin Feng gazed at the noble and composed Yuan Feng before her, and a sense of emotion welled up within her.

Nuwa and Yuanfeng seem to share some subtle similarities.

As female immortals, they both possess an innate arrogance and unfathomable depth.

Although they are both embodiments of order, there always seems to be a sense of competition between them.

This kind of antagonism truly evokes a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion/reflection).

"Senior Yuanfeng!"

Jin Feng's voice was full of respect, "The Goddess Nuwa specially sent the two of us here, hoping to present this Qiankun Cauldron to you."

Her words were devoid of any emotional fluctuation; they were merely conveying Nuwa's wishes.

"I hope that you, senior, can weigh the pros and cons, accept this innate treasure, and return the Chaos Bell to the Eastern Emperor, thereby ending this conflict between the demon race and the human race, and bringing true peace and tranquility to the prehistoric world."

As Jin Feng finished speaking, the Qiankun Cauldron emitted an even more dazzling light.

A flash of understanding crossed Yuan Feng's eyes; she had already grasped Nuwa's deeper meaning.

This was the price paid to preserve the dignity of the Heavenly Saint and to maintain the last vestige of connection with the human race.

"Since it is the decree of the Goddess Nuwa, I shall obey."

Yuan Feng said softly. As her magic power flowed, the Qiankun Cauldron gradually shrank and was eventually absorbed into her body.

Immediately afterwards, the Chaos Bell emitted a melodious sound and was casually tossed by Yuan Feng, landing steadily in front of Jin Feng and Ling Zhu Zi.

"Thank you very much, Senior Yuanfeng!"

Jin Feng and Ling Zhuzi expressed their gratitude in unison, their voices echoing between heaven and earth, filled with respect.

Fuxi, who was not far away, witnessed all of this and felt a mix of emotions.

For the sake of the demon race, he once forced Nuwa to appear, but now, Nuwa has not appeared, and instead, he has lost her life treasure.

A look of bewilderment crossed his face, and he couldn't help but ask himself: Was all of this really worth it?

(End of this chapter)