Primordial Era: When a Good Guy Awakens a Morally Unethical System

"What's there to discuss! The demons have come right up to our noses!" Zhu Rong couldn't stay calm. The high priest who had died was one of his men, and they had a good relationship. How could he remain calm after seeing the other man die so violently?

Zhu Rong: "I don't care! It's fine if you don't fight the demon race, but my Wu tribe will be sworn enemies with the demon race from this day forward!"

After saying this, Zhu Rong left directly. From then on, just as he had said today, he killed any demons he encountered without holding back.

The demon race was naturally unhappy and retaliated. Thus, in just a hundred years, a life-or-death struggle was brewing between the witches and demons.

Hongyun was munching on a ginseng fruit when he suddenly sensed that something big was happening in the prehistoric world. After calculating with his fingers, he realized that the Nine Heavens Breath Soil he had stolen was about to come in handy.

He sat up abruptly, looking at Zhen Yuanzi: "I have an opportunity to go out!"

"I will go with you," Zhen Yuanzi said, his expression unchanged.

Zhen Yuanzi had always been wary of Hongyun going out alone, and Hongyun had nothing to hide from Zhen Yuanzi. Now that she was going, he was going with her, and Hongyun didn't mind at all. She simply nodded and got up to leave.

Zhen Yuanzi followed closely behind. Fortunately, Qingfeng and Mingyue were used to the two masters leaving at the drop of a hat and were able to handle the affairs of Wuzhuang Temple.

The two traveled swiftly all the way to Mount Buzhou.

Nuwa has already figured out her path to sainthood and is currently molding clay figures on Mount Buzhou.

Fuxi was summoned by Dijun to discuss matters concerning the demon race, so much so that Nuwa, who was so engrossed in the conversation, only noticed someone's arrival when Hongyun began to speak.

Hongyun: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, what are you doing?"

Nuwa turned around abruptly and was relieved to see that the newcomers were Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi. However, since it concerned her chance to become a saint, Nuwa remained cautious: "They just found this clay interesting and were just playing around with it."

Hongyun smiled faintly, took out the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and handed it to Nuwa: "If Fellow Daoist Nuwa wants to play with mud, this Nine Heavens Breath Soil is the most interesting thing."

The moment Nuwa saw the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, she knew it was what she needed. But Hongyun had forcibly taken it away and was now sending it back, which she found hard to believe.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, what brings you here?"

"I've come to deliver the Nine Heavens Breath Soil! Today I suddenly realized that this Nine Heavens Breath Soil would be of great use to Fellow Daoist Nuwa, and to the primordial world, so I specially sent it here." Hongyun smiled sincerely.

Nuwa hesitated for a moment, but ultimately her desire to become a saint prevailed, so she took the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and began to mold it into one small figure after another.

As more and more little figures appeared around Nuwa, Hongyun's eyes shone brightly. Now he only hoped that when Nuwa became a saint, she would share some of her merits with him.

Nuwa is now in a profound and mysterious state. Her hands move without stopping, and she knows what she is doing. These little figures she has created are neither demons nor witches, nor were they born of nature. They were born with the Dao body. What are they?

"What should they be called?" Nuwa wondered to herself.

"People!" Hongyun quickly interjected.

Nuwa frowned slightly, then suddenly relaxed. Yes, they should be called humans!

"Yes, they should be called human!" Nuwa couldn't hide her excitement. She took out the gourd vine again and swung it around. More and more little people gathered around her until she felt it was enough and then she stopped.

Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the tiny, lifeless figures around her with loving eyes. A vast power of the earth gathered around her, and with a wave of her hand, a life force flowed into the first tiny figure she had created.