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

Seeing that Li Jiuyuan still looked troubled and couldn't make up her mind, Qin Le wasn't surprised.

Putting myself in their shoes, I doubt I could easily accept such a proposal—to transfer an immeasurable sin, enough to crush the path to sainthood, onto a younger generation.

He pondered for a moment, then changed his perspective and spoke again, his tone relaxed yet cutting to the heart of the matter: "Senior Jiu Yuan, back then you chose to take all that bloodshed upon yourself, even at the cost of severing your own path... for what purpose?"

Li Jiuyuan glanced at Qin Le with some surprise, but still gave the answer that was already etched into her bones: "For the future of humanity."

"Yes, for the future of humanity, you can sacrifice your own path." Qin Le's smile was gentle yet resolute. "Then now, for the future of the Three Realms—a future that needs a sage to step forward and turn the tide—why can't you choose to accept this 'gift' and try to become that sage?"

Upon hearing this, Li Jiuyuan remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a soft sigh: "And what about you, Qin Le? What are you going to do?"

Her gaze fell on Qin Le's young face, her eyes filled with undisguised worry and reluctance: "We both know what taking on this killing sin means to you."

Qin Le laughed, a laugh devoid of any gloom, only utter candor: "Senior Jiu Yuan, even without your bloodshed, do you think... I would still have a chance to reach the Saintly Throne?"

"This..." Li Jiuyuan was speechless for a moment.

Qin Le is right.

From the moment he chose to create resurrection points and scatter them across battlefields throughout the celestial realm, taking on the responsibility for the life and death of all beings in the three realms, his once bright path to sainthood was severed.

His future potential might reach that of a quasi-saint, but the position of saint is no longer within his reach.

Whether Qin Le carries more or less of Li Jiuyuan's sins, it makes no essential difference to his final fate.

He was already so indebted that he had no worries.

Li Jiuyuan slowly shook her head, her expression still serious: "Even if you transfer the karma of killing here, I may not be able to become a saint. The position of saint... is not as simple as you think."

She was stating the facts.

Comprehending the Great Dao is only one of the necessary conditions for opening the door to sainthood, but it is by no means a sufficient condition.

Throughout history, countless brilliant and talented individuals, who had glimpsed the threshold of the Great Dao, ultimately fell short of that final step, failing to truly ascend to the sacred realm.

Qin Le also fell silent.

He indeed lacked a deep understanding of the specific conditions and difficulties involved in achieving sainthood.

Besides the well-known hard threshold of comprehending the Great Dao, he had no clue what other mysterious conditions needed to be met.

Just then, a stream of light flew out from between Qin Le's eyebrows, landed beside the two of them, and transformed into a woman in a gorgeous red dress with unparalleled beauty—it was Nuwa in her true form.

Upon seeing Nuwa appear, Li Jiuyuan immediately raised her hand, respectfully removed the golden mask from her face, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Mother."

She never showed herself in front of Nuwa, believing it to be disrespectful to her mother.

Nuwa, however, stretched out her slender hands and unceremoniously pinched Li Jiuyuan's cheeks, gently pulling them apart, her tone tinged with helplessness and reproach:

"Little Jiu Yuan, all these years have passed, how come your stubborn nature hasn't changed at all?"

Her cheeks were pinched by her mother, and a hint of helplessness appeared in Li Jiuyuan's eyes. Her voice was also somewhat muffled: "But Mother... how easy is it to attain the position of a sage? Even if I am confident, it would take at least several thousand years to accumulate and comprehend. Chaos... may not give us that much time."

Nuwa released her grip, looked at her daughter, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips: "What if... I gave you a 'Foundation Stone of the Great Dao'?"

"The foundation of the Great Dao?!" Li Jiuyuan and Qin Le were both taken aback.

Li Jiuyuan naturally knew what the foundation of the Great Dao was.

That is an unparalleled treasure that can greatly increase the success rate of breaking through to the Saint Realm!

Legend has it that only Nuwa and the few supreme beings who left the Three Realms with her possessed it.

No one even knows where this divine object came from.

Qin Le, on the other hand, looked completely bewildered.

This was the first time he had ever heard of this name.

Even though he had read the jade slip given to him by Laozi, which encompassed all things in the three realms, it did not mention a single word about the foundation of the Great Dao.

Unsure, Qin Le looked at Nuwa curiously and asked, "Mother Nuwa, what is the 'Foundation Stone of the Great Dao'?"

Nuwa turned her head and looked at him with a smile: "It's something that can help people achieve sainthood faster and more steadily. And... you have one of those pieces."

"I have it?" Qin Le was even more confused. "How come I didn't know?"

Nuwa didn't give him time to think it over, and directly pointed out: "The 'stone' that Di Jun gave you back then is the foundation stone of the Great Dao."

"So that's what it was!" Qin Le suddenly realized.

With a thought, a fist-sized, gray-black, unremarkable stone, seemingly something one could easily pick up by the river, appeared in his palm.

This was the return gift that Di Jun had casually given him back then.

Qin Le examined the stone from all angles, but couldn't discern anything extraordinary about it, let alone imagine that it could help someone achieve sainthood.

However, since it was said by Nuwa herself, he naturally did not doubt it, and only thought that his level of understanding was not high enough to see through the mystery.

Then, without a second thought, he casually tossed this treasure—a treasure so powerful that any great being in the Three Realms would fight tooth and nail for it—to Li Jiuyuan opposite him.

"Senior Jiuyuan, this is for you."

Li Jiuyuan quickly reached out and caught it, feeling the seemingly ordinary but actually heavy stone in her palm, her feelings were complicated and hard to describe.

She looked up at Qin Le, her voice filled with disbelief: "You... just gave it to me like that? Don't you feel any remorse at all?"

She simply couldn't understand how Qin Le could so casually offer up such a rare opportunity as the Foundation Stone of the Great Dao, an opportunity that would even tempt a saint, as if he were just handing over an ordinary gift.

"What's there to feel sorry about?" Qin Le laughed nonchalantly. "Anyway, this thing is useless to me now."

The moment Nuwa revealed that he possessed the foundation stone of the Great Dao, Qin Le understood that this item had become useless to him.

Things that are useless to him will just gather dust if he keeps them; it's better to give them to someone who truly needs them.

At the same time, he vaguely guessed Nuwa's original training plan: when he was strong enough and his foundation was solid, she would remind him to use this Great Dao Foundation Stone to help him open the Holy Gate in one fell swoop.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. He chose to create resurrection points, bearing the karma of all living beings, and from then on, he was no longer destined for sainthood.

Even with a solid foundation, it's impossible to reverse the situation.

Li Jiuyuan looked at Nuwa, still hesitant in her eyes: "Mother, this... is too precious."

Nuwa waved her hand, her expression relaxed: "Alright, Little Nine Kite, accept it. At worst, you can be this little guy's 'big brother' and hug him in the future, that will repay this favor."

"To...to be a big shot?" Li Jiuyuan blinked, a little confused.

She certainly understood the meaning of that word, but... to be Qin Le's backer?

She felt she was probably not qualified.

After all, isn't Qin Le's biggest support the mother in front of him?

Even if I become a saint in the future, how can I compare to Nuwa?

Nuwa glanced at Qin Le, her tone a mix of disappointment and amusement: "Hmm. Compared to struggling to cultivate and become stronger on his own, this kid would rather comfortably live by clinging to a powerful 'big shot'."

"this……"

Li Jiuyuan looked at Qin Le, who had a calm expression and even a slight gleam in his eyes, and was at a loss for words.

She never imagined that this junior, who was favored by many big shots, had extraordinary comprehension, and created the miracle of the resurrection point, would actually be such a lazy person at heart?

Qin Le's eyes did indeed light up when Nuwa reminded Li Jiuyuan.

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