Chapter 81: Probably Hard to Win

He turned it forcefully, and the disc began to spin wildly, the pointer darting rapidly across it.

The various treasures, techniques, and formulas on the wheel flashed by one after another, each lingering briefly before swiftly passing, continuously reversing.

At this moment Zhou Yi's state of mind was completely different from before.

No longer did he feel the previous tension and anticipation; whatever result he obtained, he accepted it calmly.

As the disc gradually slowed and came to a halt, Zhou Yi focused his mind and saw that the pointer had unexpectedly settled on an unforeseen symbol, the Great Wilderness Heaven‑Imprisoning Finger.

As the darkness receded swiftly, Zhou Yi felt a powerful counter‑current surge into his body, and he instantly comprehended the essence of the Great Wilderness Heaven‑Imprisoning Finger.

His eyes flickered, and with a tentative mood he slowly raised his finger toward the sky.

A massive phantom, accompanied by boundless power, surged straight into the clouds, tearing the heavens and leaving a huge rift in the sky.

Sunlight poured down through the breach like golden water.

"This is only a tenth of my power. If I unleash my full strength, even a powerhouse like Di Qun would scarcely be able to withstand this strike!"

Watching his result, Zhou Yi's mouth twitched upward slightly.

However, what he hadn't anticipated was that this single finger inadvertently provoked a powerful being.

At the spot where the sky was pierced, a figure emerged from the void, exuding a chilling aura, its gaze fixed tightly on Zhou Yi.

"Zhou Yi, you indeed saw through my plan and dared to act against me."

The figure was Nüwa, who said, "But wait and see; the Human Race I recreate will be many times stronger than you. You are merely my casual creations; if I choose to remake them, they will be even more perfect."

It turned out that Nüwa had long been secretly gathering materials, preparing to forge a new generation of the Human Race.

Because of Zhou Yi's actions, she decided to embed some special elements into these humans, hoping to create a stronger and more perfect Human Race.

Yet, just as she obtained the crucial material, Zhou Yi suddenly struck, nearly destroying everything in an instant. How could that not make her angry?

Nüwa let out a cold snort, quickened her pace, and rushed toward Mount Buzhou.

Halfway up Mount Buzhou there was a pond, and around it the vital soil, vine‑woven implements, and various other items had already been prepared.

Upon arriving, Nüwa, holding the final crucial material, said, "This time I exerted great effort to obtain a drop of the Great Witch's essence blood from the Wu Clan."

"I want to see, after I fuse all these precious things, what can your current Human Race wield to contend with my new race?"

After speaking, she unhesitatingly poured that drop of essence blood into the pond.

In an instant, the previously calm water surface boiled, its color swiftly turning deep red.

Nüwa watched everything with satisfaction, then slowly poured the vital soil into the pool, watching it mingle with the water, rolling and writhing in the blood‑colored liquid.

Next, Nüwa began meticulously shaping mud figures, attending to every detail with great finesse.

She fashioned the mud figures to be taller and stronger than ordinary members of the Human Race.

When these mud figures were placed on the ground, they instantly transformed into towering, mighty men, their powerful aura far surpassing that of ordinary humans.

As one who has created the Human Race many times, Nüwa was already accustomed to this.

She quietly listened as these new lives called her mother, just as she had when she first created the Human Race.

Soon, Nüwa fashioned over three thousand new‑type humans, using vine‑woven tools dipped in the pond's mud, gently sprinkling them onto the ground.

This batch of the new race was born with formidable cultivation, bodies exceedingly robust, and remarkable self‑healing abilities.

"Ha ha! Excellent, just like that." Nüwa said proudly, "Zhou Yi, what do you and your Human Race amount to before the new race I have created?"

Then she turned toward the sky and declared, "The Heavenly Dao is above, I, Nüwa, recreate the new race here; may the Heavenly Dao bear witness."

With her proclamation, a vast righteous qi surged from the heavens.

Though this power was far weaker than the strength she had attained upon becoming a Saint.

Yet Nüwa cared not; she poured the entire force into the bodies of these new beings.

This instantly elevated their cultivation from Human Immortal to Earth Immortal realm, their strength leaping qualitatively.

"Very well, from now on you may develop freely within this world."

Nüwa proclaimed, "This is a world belonging to you; do not disappoint my expectations."

After issuing the command, Nüwa's figure turned into a streak of light and vanished swiftly into the sky.

This act immediately caused a massive upheaval in the Vast Wilderness World, shocking all living beings.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly opened his eyes, staring in disbelief at the radiant light in the sky, "Nüwa's action actually succeeded? How could that be!"

At the same time, above the Heavenly Court, Di Qun and Taiyi Shen also noticed the anomaly.

"Elder brother, did you hear what Nv Wa Sheng Ren just said?" Taiyi Shen was the first to break the silence, asking Di Qun.

Di Qun nodded lightly, then exchanged a meaningful glance with his younger brother, as if instantly grasping his thoughts.

"You intend to…" Di Qun began, then stopped.

"We must forge another Witch‑slaying Sword!" Taiyi Shen said firmly:

"For the Wu Clan, the more of these treasures we have, the better. Each additional one boosts our confidence when confronting them. You must understand, the Witch‑slaying Sword is a lethal weapon against the Wu Clan; possessing it greatly increases our odds of victory."

"Easier said than done," Di Qun frowned, expressing concern. "If we want to forge another, we can't avoid Zhou Yi. In our last encounter we gained no advantage. This time, with only the two of us, it will likely be hard to win."

"Talk is easy, doing is hard." Di Ying furrowed his brows, showing worry, "If we want to forge another one, we inevitably cannot avoid Zhou Yi. Last time we clashed, we didn't gain any advantage. This time, relying only on the two of us, we probably can't win."

Upon hearing this, Di Qun's expression changed sharply, shaking his head repeatedly: "The new race? Their numbers are so few that they can't even supply the basic materials needed to forge a sword; your idea is overly naive!"

In fact, Di Qun harbored deeper concerns he did not voice: the new race was clearly created by Nüwa specifically to counter Zhou Yi.

If they now intend to use the Human Race to forge a Witch‑slaying Sword, it would be an outright challenge to the Saint's authority, a consequence they could not bear.

"What's there to fear? The Human Race's reproductive capacity is immense. As long as we provide them a good living environment, sixty years will allow the initial three thousand humans to multiply manyfold. Then forging another Witch‑slaying Sword will be as easy as a snap."

Di Qun, after hearing this, couldn't help but glance at Taiyi Shen, secretly surprised at how his usually rough, simple‑minded brother suddenly displayed such foresight.

However, if the new race truly can reproduce as rapidly as he described, perhaps the plan is indeed feasible.

Regarding the Saint's side, they also possess the important card of Mi Xi.

However, if the new Human Race can really reproduce as quickly as he said, perhaps this plan is actually feasible.

Regarding the Saint's side, they still possess Mi Xi as an important card.