Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you have a wonderful older brother."

Xu Qing strode into Nuwa's palace, speaking harshly, offering no greetings, and not even glancing at Nuwa, behaving like an unwelcome guest.

A gentle breeze blew past Xu Qing's blood-stained clothes, carrying a faint stench that then entered Nuwa's mouth and nose. She knew that this time, she was likely to suffer a major hemorrhage.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you saying? What happened to my brother?"

Straightening up, Nuwa decided to ask her questions first.

"His Majesty Xi Huang, together with Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Kunpeng, ambushed me thousands of miles away from Kunlun Mountain, intending to kill this wicked villain from the primordial world and prevent me from ruining the great affairs of the Heavenly Court."

Xu Qing snorted coldly, showing no mercy.

"Fellow Daoist, my brother was indeed deceived by Di Jun and his group after joining the Heavenly Court. I am willing to bear all the losses he caused you, as long as you keep your promise and spare his life."

Nuwa was startled by Xu Qing's combat power, as he was ambushed by four late-stage Quasi-Saints.

Among them are the Kunpeng, who is unparalleled in speed, Taiyi, who possesses the innate treasure Chaos Bell, and Fuxi Dijun, who is skilled in deduction. Xu Qing was able to escape unscathed, and in terms of combat power alone, he is probably no less than Hongjun before he became a saint.

But now was not the time for sentimentality. Nuwa quickly comforted Xu Qing, for Fuxi's life was ultimately more important.

Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Xu Qing's mind began to race.

Given Xu Qing's personality, being ambushed and nearly killed would certainly make him unwilling to let anyone go.

However, Nuwa is a crucial link in the revival of humanity, and Fuxi did not play a significant role in this ambush, barely even lifting a finger. Therefore, this matter can be discussed.

Of course, this cannot be said directly.

"Very well, then please tell me, Goddess Nuwa, what do you want in exchange for my life?"

Xu Qing had already said this much, so Nuwa stopped talking. She simply took out her treasured spirit wine again and poured it for Xu Qing. But Xu Qing didn't speak, and she didn't dare to take it upon herself to restore the severed arm, fearing that she would anger him.

With a thought, Xu Qing automatically drank the spirit wine from the cup, finishing it in one gulp until it was empty.

Nuwa quickly refilled the container, repeating this process three times before Xu Qing finally repaired his arm, changed his clothes, tied his hair up, and continued speaking.

"I can let this matter go, but you have to grant me two requests."

"What?"

"Do not continue to comprehend that Primordial Purple Qi."

Nuwa's expression changed upon hearing this. She thought that Xu Qing at most wanted a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which would be painful but barely acceptable.

But this is absolutely unacceptable. She was certain that Xu Qing would keep his promise, which meant he was certain that he would become a saint in the future. Xu Qing would not dare to deceive her, so how could she put the cart before the horse?

"Fellow Daoist, please don't joke. This Primordial Purple Qi was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor and has already merged with my soul. Unless I die, I cannot take it out."

Nuwa thought that Xu Qing wanted the Primordial Purple Qi.

"I don't want your Primordial Purple Qi. I just want you to stop trying to comprehend it. It won't even hinder your path to sainthood. Just do as I say, and I'll guarantee you a sainthood."

Xu Qing was certainly aware of this matter, and besides, he wouldn't even accept the Primordial Purple Qi if it were given to him for free.

Since the Primordial Purple Qi of Hongyun shattered, including the Primordial Purple Qi that escaped, there are now two empty Saint positions in the world. To revive the Dao of Earth and the Dao of Humanity, each needs at least one Saint.

Needless to say, the most suitable candidate is Houtu, who will be reincarnated in the future. It is estimated that she will soon obtain the primordial purple energy that has escaped.

As for humanity, humanity governs all living beings in the primordial world.

The most suitable candidates are naturally Di Jun, who currently commands the demon race, and Nuwa, who is about to create the human race.

In fact, a future emperor could also be chosen, but it would take too long and there would be too many variables, so Xu Qing did not make that choice.

Since Di Jun and Xu Qing were now locked in a life-or-death struggle, Nuwa became Xu Qing's only option.

"Hmm? What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Nuwa knew very little about the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, which made her feel puzzled.

Xu Qing could not reveal heavenly secrets. The relationship between Nuwa and Xu Qing was not like that of the Three Pure Ones. If he were to tell her directly, Nuwa might not believe him, and might even report him to Hongjun.

"Just do as I say. Keep the Primordial Purple Qi with you, but do not try to comprehend it."

When the time is right, you will feel it; if not, you will only become a saint a few years later.

"Okay, I agree. What's your second request?"

Xu Qing's conditions were surprisingly simple, and could be said to come at no cost to Nuwa, so she readily agreed.

"The second request, fellow Daoist, can you guess?"

With that, Xu Qing stood up, raised his cup, and drank the spirit wine in one gulp without saying a word.

Nuwa smiled and said.

"Fellow Daoist, since the people of the Demon Court ambushed you once, they might very well ambush you a second time. If they do, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it."

"I have a superior-grade innate spiritual treasure here, the Starfall Disc, which my elder brother Fuxi gave me for self-defense. Its only function is to conceal the secrets of heaven. With this item, even my brother cannot calculate your whereabouts."

"I wonder if this is what you need, fellow Daoist."

Although Nuwa did not know the specifics of the battle, she could guess that Xu Qing had probably paid a heavy price.

Since that's the case, Xu Qing must need a treasure to conceal the secrets of heaven, and coincidentally, I have one.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Nuwa is really sensible. Xu Qing nodded in satisfaction, thanked her, and accepted the treasure. Since Nuwa happened to have one, there was no need to trouble his elder brother.

Not forgetting his mission, Xu Qing transformed into a red light and continued westward toward the Western Underworld.

After finally seeing Xu Qing off, Nuwa sighed. This brother of hers was truly a worry.

On the other side, the four members of the Demon Court gathered in the Lingxiao Palace, their silence seemingly solidifying into a bead.

"Kunpeng, why did you have to alert the enemy? Why didn't you wait for us before you made your move? You should have let the Chaos Bell trap Xu Qing before you attacked. That way, you would have been absolutely sure of success."

Finally, Taiyi, the most impatient of them all, broke the silence first and said this to Kunpeng.

"I'm stirring up trouble? Who said we should make a move? And who are these three people who are trapped by a magical artifact?"

The pale-faced Kunpeng was not to be outdone. His body had recovered by now, but the attack had damaged his very essence, and he would not be able to heal in a short time.

"That's a variant evolved from the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and it can only be broken by four Quasi-Saints. It doesn't matter who comes."

Fuxi stared at a diagram of an array, speaking without looking up; he was studying the Immortal Trapping Sword Array.

"Xu Qing possesses the Four Swords of Trapping Immortals, as well as the Earth Book, the God-Slaying Spear, and the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus."

Especially considering that the Earth Book and the Four Swords of Trapping Immortals were appearing in Xu Qing's hands for the first time, our defeat was somewhat understandable. Let's stop arguing.

Di Jun rubbed his temples and stopped the two to prevent the situation from escalating. They knew the name of the sword formation from the inscriptions on the sword box and the sword itself.

"Xu Qing only has this set of Four Swords of Trapping Immortals. Otherwise, if we make another move, he won't be able to escape this time."

Kunpeng will never forget Xu Qing's last shot. Death has never been so close to him. Xu Qing has become his nightmare.

But he was also a powerful figure, and knew he couldn't be afraid. He decided to eliminate the threat completely and suggested that Di Jun and the others ambush Xu Qing again to kill him outright.

Everyone agreed to the plan, and Di Jun and Fu Xi began to calculate again, but this time they came up empty-handed.

Emperor Jun Fuxi cast his spell again, this time with all his might, cold sweat beading on his forehead and his hands trembling slightly.