Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Hearing Qin Le's question, the little clay figure Nuwa gave him a helpless glance.

"Little Lele, have you become stupid?" The little clay figure Nuwa's tone was teasing.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Qin Le was taken aback.

The little clay figure Nuwa raised her tiny hand and pointed to the enormous primordial ancestral statues: "Take a closer look. These things are essentially just 'dead objects'."

Qin Le was stunned at first, then suddenly realized and smiled knowingly: "I see... I understand now."

Only after Nuwa gave him this hint did he realize that he had been overthinking things.

Ultimately, these primordial ancestral statues were merely practice pieces created by Emperor Jun before he created the Hundred Races.

They were neither demons nor spirits, nor even beings; they were simply lifeless stone sculptures, inanimate objects.

As for inanimate objects... Qin Le happens to have a unique ability—time reversal.

His Time-Space Dao can easily trace the state of an object back to a certain point in the past.

Of course, this is limited to the power at the level of the Great Dao. If one were to use the Time Immortal Dao or laws that are lower than the level of the Great Dao to influence these stone statues containing the Dao charm of Emperor Jun, it would probably not even cause a ripple.

Having figured out the key point, Qin Le walked to a primitive ancestral statue that was only half-finished and severely damaged.

He stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

An invisible and intangible force, yet seemingly capable of manipulating the river of time, quietly spread out, completely enveloping the stone statue.

The light around the statue seemed to subtly distort. Then, as if a video were playing in reverse, the statue appeared to return from the void, the cracks healed, and the missing parts rapidly grew back...

In just a few breaths, a huge, intact stone statue, exuding an ancient and desolate aura, stood upright again in front of Qin Le.

Just as the stone statue was restored to its complete state—

hum!

A wisp of ineffable, profound Daoist energy, seemingly containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, descended from the void and silently merged into the newly born primordial ancestral statue, instantly bringing it to life and restoring it to the mysterious power that could resonate with the bloodline of the demon race.

"This... works too?" Qin Le blinked, somewhat surprised.

He had originally planned to ask Nuwa how to restore the lost Daoist essence inside the stone statue, but unexpectedly, the Heavenly Dao restored it itself.

"There's nothing strange about it." The little clay figure Nuwa sat on his head, swinging her legs, and casually explained, "The prototypes of these stone statues are originally the concept of 'living beings' imprinted in the rules of Heaven. When you restore their forms, Heaven will naturally send down the corresponding 'Dao' to complete the missing 'God'."

"I see." Qin Le nodded, no longer delving into the matter. "Then I'll continue."

He turned and walked toward the next broken stone statue. He roughly understood: these primordial ancestral statues were equivalent to the embodiment of a certain concept; as long as the form existed, the spirit could be automatically filled in by the Dao.

They do not weather naturally, but can be destroyed by powerful external forces, which is why only a dozen or so remain intact.

Meanwhile, in the main city of the demon realm.

Ye Li, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, and the burly tiger clan man who had just returned dusting himself off all changed their expressions almost simultaneously, their gazes turning in the same direction—the ancestral land of the demon race.

With their level of cultivation, they naturally and clearly perceived the unique Daoist rhythm that descended upon their ancestral land.

"That kid... could he really be causing trouble inside? How did he manage to trigger the Dao of Heaven?" The burly tiger-man scratched his head, muttering uncertainly.

The arrival of the Way of Heaven and its blessings is not always a good thing.

"Go and see for yourself." Ye Li said, raising her hand to open up space and head directly to the ancestral land for inspection.

However, she suddenly stopped moving, and a rare look of surprise appeared on her face.

"What's wrong? Open the door." The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox urged her when she didn't move.

Ye Li turned to look at her two companions, her tone filled with disbelief: "The ancestral land... the space of the ancestral land is sealed. I can't open the spatial passage."

"What?" The burly tiger-man was startled and immediately tried to tear through space as well. The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox also made a move.

As a result, the three powerful quasi-saint forces acted on the spatial node leading to the ancestral land, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; that space was more stable than imagined, completely still.

"Even we can't open it..." The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox withdrew her hand, frowning slightly. "We can only wait for that kid to come out on his own."

Ye Li and the burly tiger-man could only nod. But doubts arose in their hearts: Who had sealed off the ancestral land space?

Qin Le herself could never do it.

The spatial seal that even the three Quasi-Saints at their peak couldn't break must have been created by someone at least at the Saint level!

Is it the goddess Nuwa?

This doesn't seem like her style.

Just as they were filled with doubt and uncertainty, a gentle voice, tinged with a faint smile, resounded simultaneously in the minds of the three of them:

"No need to guess. It was His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor who personally intervened to temporarily seal off the ancestral land. Once that young friend has repaired the ten ancestral statues, the seal will be lifted."

It's Senior Bai Ze!

The three of them felt reassured. Bai Ze's words also caused a sudden burst of surprise in their eyes.

Restoring ancestral portraits?!

Qin Le is restoring an original ancestral statue?!

Ye Li immediately asked respectfully in her mind, "Senior Bai Ze, could you please ask young friend Qin Le... to repair all the damaged ancestral statues?"

Her voice carried a hint of urgency.

"Hehe." Bai Ze's laughter carried a hint of laziness: "His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor's deal with that young friend was to repair ten statues. As for the rest that are damaged, we can deal with them later. There's plenty of time."

"This junior... understands."

Ye Li understood the meaning behind Bai Ze's words and knew that this matter could not be forced, so she could only suppress her excitement.

"Well, I have some other things to take care of. Remember to bring that kid back safely later." Bai Ze's voice gradually faded away.

The three powerful demons exchanged a glance, each seeing the excitement and anticipation in the other's eyes. They stopped trying and instead sat down quietly, directing their senses toward their ancestral land, waiting silently.

Before long, another wisp of the Dao of Heaven descended upon the ancestral land.

"The second one." The burly tiger-man stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming.

"I wonder which ten statues he repaired..." the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox murmured to herself, her eyes filled with contemplation.

"If His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor did not designate one, perhaps he... chose one randomly," Ye Li guessed.

Time passed second by second. Every so often, a wisp of the Dao's essence would descend, as if striking the hearts of the three powerful beings.

Two hours later, shortly after the tenth wisp of the Heavenly Dao's rhythm clearly emanated, the three of them simultaneously sensed something—the seal on the ancestral land space had disappeared!

Ye Li reacted the fastest; with a flick of her hand, a stable spatial portal instantly opened before them. Without hesitation, the three stepped inside.

Within the ancestral land, the scene was vastly different from before. The ten original ancestral statues, which were originally dilapidated and even reduced to mere bases, now stood majestically, exuding a complete and ancient Daoist aura.

The halo of faith behind the stone statue rotates slowly, its light warm and gentle.

Qin Le, meanwhile, was sitting on the ground with a thud, slightly out of breath, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, leaning against the base of a newly restored, strange ancestral statue that resembled a wolf and a fox.

Seeing Qin Le's slightly tired appearance, the three powerful figures were not surprised at all. Repairing these ancient stone statues was by no means an easy task, and for Qin Le, whose strength was weak, the consumption of energy would inevitably be enormous.

The burly tiger-man strode forward, patted Qin Le on the shoulder, grinned, and laughed loudly, "Well done, kid! Thanks!"

Qin Le raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled: "You're too kind, senior. Senior Di Jun also gave me compensation; it's a fair trade."

"Hahaha! One thing at a time! You've done the demon race a great favor, we'll remember that!" The burly tiger man laughed heartily.

The three of them carefully examined the ten newly renovated ancestral statues again, and after confirming that their Daoist essence was intact, they left this ancestral land that had been revitalized with Qin Le.

After bidding farewell to the three powerful figures, Qin Le walked alone on the streets of the main city of the demon realm.

His Daoist aura still attracted many demons like a magnet, forming a vast and imposing band of followers.

Qin Le was already used to this and didn't care.

They hadn't gone far when a commotion arose from the street corner ahead. Qin Le looked up and saw Li Yanran chasing after a beautiful, multicolored calico cat, coaxing it softly as she did so.

"Mimi, don't run away! Come here and let me hug you! Just for a little while!"

The calico cat ran incredibly fast, leaping nimbly across the stalls and eaves on both sides of the street. Occasionally, it would glance back at the persistent Li Yanran, its emerald green eyes filled with a human-like helplessness and... utter despair.