Chapter 548

Di Jiang's face was full of smiling eyes, looking very kind.

Seeing Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu's sincere attitude, Nüwa couldn't say anything more; her expression softened and her anger subsided.

It wasn't because of the gift—

Nüwa back then almost possessed the world, supreme in Honghuang, enough to make the August Emperor jealous, and she struck hard.

With such wealth, what good thing has she not seen?

She basically doesn't care.

However, there's a saying: don't strike a smiling face.

Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu's present words—willingly placing himself below others, calling himself a 'small person', while respecting Nüwa as a 'great person'—this attitude is commendable.

"Hmph!"

Nüwa lightly coughed, straightened her attitude and tone, looked directly at him, and said, "Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu, you have good intentions."

"However, whether it's a gift or not isn't important; you save it yourself, use good steel on the blade's edge, just focus on preparing for the war against the Heavenly Court... don't engage in formalism."

Nüwa spoke righteously.

"Ah?" Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu was startled, then chuckled, "Never mind... you should at least take a look before drawing a conclusion."

"I went through a lot of effort to fix it; no matter what, you should at least glance over it."

One doesn't care, the other insists on giving.

This is quite outrageous.

Even the bystander Fengxi shifted his attention over, observing up and down, left and right carefully.

Immediately, he came to a conclusion.

Instinctively, Fengxi felt—Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu this ancestral witch, today there's a big problem!

Looks like he's rushing to give a gift, yet it lets his scheming talent smell something subtly fishy.

In a more abstract description, Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu's obsequious bowing to Nüwa made Fengxi think of...

"Weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken!"

"No good intentions!"

Fengxi deeply suspects Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu is up to something.

But he has no evidence, cannot expose.

Moreover... it's also not good to expose.

So he tightly shut his mouth, listened and watched more without speaking, just to see what tricks this spatial ancestral witch Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu could pull.

: "……" Means ellipsis. So: "【28】 ……"

Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu's good intentions, Nüwa found it hard to refuse, nodded and agreed.

At that moment, Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu's smile was so radiant.

However, the radiant smile flashed and vanished, afterwards Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu became very serious.

With the most solemn posture, he took out an object from the void and presented it with both hands.

"Nüwa... this is the gift I present to you."

Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu said.

Nüwa however said nothing.

In fact, at the moment that object was displayed, she fell into a dazed state, silent.

It was a sword.

A sword that once shook the gods and pressed down heaven and earth!

It once had a brief brilliant splendor, illuminating the ancient history of the entire era.

But afterwards, it fell like a meteor across the sky, from peak to destruction, which is regrettable.

—The Law Sword personally forged by the August Emperor Donghua!

It had already been broken.

But now it appears again in perfect form.

Obviously, behind this Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu put in hard work, collecting the countless fragments shattered by the Witch-Slaying Sword, then re-melting them, barely restoring its original appearance.

But just as obviously—

Although the sword reappears, at first glance it no longer has the supreme edge it had in Donghua's hands, able to move heavenly rules and earthly laws, stir the will of all beings; under the law, all beings equal, none spared!

Fact proves it.

The strongest is always the person, not the weapon.

The August Emperor Donghua wielding this sword makes the gods submit and all beings bow.

Change to another person... it's far worse.

Of course.

No matter how inferior, it's still enough to match ordinary top-tier innate spiritual treasures; not weak.

However, such power is like a rib to any Taiyi—extra or lacking makes no difference.

Nevertheless, it can still serve as an object of extraordinary historical value, to be worshipped and collected.

Especially for Nüwa.

Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu exhausted his thoughts, reforged this sword, presented it now... shows his sincerity.

In the briefest moment, it shook Nüwa's heart and mind, leaving her silent for a long time, with flashes of self-blame, regret, remorse, etc.

Nüwa's directing career is practically the darkest black history of her life.

Over the past three months, after barely managing to eat three big bowls of tears each meal, the barely healed scar on her heart has been torn open again, guilt unceasing.

However, Wahuang is Wahuang.

After an indescribable oppressive silence, she herself proactively stepped out of the negative mindset, exhaled a long breath, as if condensing all her sorrow and worries into that breath, and released them all at once.

"Hah……"

After venting, Nüwa's gaze became clear, free of sorrow; she reached out a hand and took Dong Hua's side sword from Di Jiang.

"Clang!"

She lightly flicked the blade, eliciting a sharp sword cry; instantly a boundless, upright righteousness spread, representing all beings, writing morality, setting the bottom line, binding the most fundamental universal values.

It is the final line of defense of humanity's "good".

To cross it is evil!

With sage virtue and morality as the main theme, they are combined and interpreted on this sword to the fullest extent.

However.

Even so, this extraordinariness still suffered a great defeat, broken by the Slaughter Witch Sword, its brilliance faded, leaving people sighing.

"Good sword."

Nüwa, for the first time, directly touched and felt this sword, praising and admiring it.

But then she changed the subject.

"What a pity… born in the wrong era, restrained to death by the Slaughter Witch Sword."

"Had it been an era earlier or a later age, it would not have come to this."

Nüwa sighed deeply.

"Ah."

"Take this sword back."

She said to Di Jiang.

"I have clearly felt your sincerity."

"Just seeing the object brings the person to mind… looking at this sword, I think of Dong Hua's appearance and smile, making my heart feel as if pierced by myriad arrows, painful beyond endurance."

"Out of sight, out of mind."

"So, keep it safe… or send it to Kunlun, place it on Dong Hua's tomb for worship, that would also work."

"I, this sister, am truly unworthy to wield this sword."

"Unless one day I can behead the Dragon Ancestor or Di Jun's head, to comfort Dong Hua's departed spirit."

Nüwa spoke quite openly.

She felt herself guilty, unsuitable to keep this thing that constantly awakens dark history by her side, inviting trouble upon herself.

She appreciated Di Jiang's goodwill, but that was enough.

"Ah this!"

Di Jiang was startled.

——Nowadays, is there still a situation where one cannot even give a gift?

"You doing this makes it hard for me!"

Di Jiang secretly sighed in his heart.

"Fortunately……"

"I also don't need you to actually accept the gift……"

"Just getting past the bright road is fine, to prevent you later from being startled and imagining wildly about the sword's glow and heat, suspecting that there are always villains who want to harm the emperor."

"Although saying that, such a guess is actually surprisingly correct……"

"But how can we still pull a trick under the lamp?"

The former brief holder of the Wu Clan's highest leadership, Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu, now has some dangerous thoughts turning in his mind.

But his face showed nothing, not a hint of flaw; he is a true veteran actor, putting on a dazzling performance before Nüwa.

"Nüwa, what you say is not right." Di Jiang shook his head, "Escaping reality is not good."

"Moreover, some things must eventually be faced……"

"I believe Dong Hua's spirit in heaven would also hope that, if one day we can settle scores with our enemies, the one who raises the banner should be the path he left behind."

"Only then would it be the best way to comfort his departed spirit."

"When a person dies, the Dao does not vanish; driven by later generations, it continually extends and expands, taking his place to live on, witnessing a new era…… Perhaps this is also a kind of alternative immortality and imperishability."

"It is far better than being enshrined before a tomb…… covered by the dust of time, unnoticed it fades into the ages, losing all brilliance."

Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu spoke slowly and logically, causing Nüwa's face to show a thoughtful expression.

——Some people have died, yet they still live.

——Later generations carry out his Dao, walking the unfinished path for him!

"An excellent suggestion." After consideration, Nüwa nodded in agreement with Di Jiang's words, then immediately shook her head and sighed, "But alas, my Dao differs from his, and I cannot spare more energy to bear it."

"So…… in the end we must seek another expert."

"Like that……" Di Jiang felt rueful, somewhat regretful, "Then there's nothing to be done."

"We can only give it away."

Di Jiang said and said, his brows slowly furrowing, looking quite troubled, "After careful calculation, it seems our Wu Clan has no suitable candidate?"

"Those who can appear in public and bear this sword, carrying the way, already have their own paths they follow; they cannot easily switch."

"Ji Mang could serve as a mascot, but she cannot handle being strict with herself and others at the same time."

"Zhu Jiuyin and I, dividing control of spacetime, this is inherently a path to heaven…… The foundation of the Grand Luo lies in boundless, eternal, free spacetime; holding this spacetime authority, one day we two might, in the favor of many fellow Daoists, jointly prove a Pangu Dao fruit."

"There is also no demand for this path."

"Huh…… right!"

"Gong Gong can!"

Di Jiang's face lit up with joy as he clapped happily, "Gonggong is the Dragon Ancestor; he walks the path of great unification, which most needs supplementation—punishment knows no rank!"

"Absolutely not!"

Nüwa fiercely opposed, "Anyone can, except the Dragon Ancestor!"

Nüwa's emotions and tone were both very agitated.

"Ah... this is my mistake, my mistake." Di Jiang gave an embarrassed smile, "I forgot—earlier it was the Dragon Ancestor who led the campaign to besiege and kill the East Hua Emperor, a deed of the murderer of the Slay God."

"Sorry, sorry!"

Di Jiang apologized repeatedly, only with difficulty calming Nüwa's anger.

"Ah, a headache." Di Jiang rubbed his brow, "The only qualified candidate failed the political review."

"We can't possibly fill the vacancy with the remaining ancestor witches who haven't even entered the Taiyi Dao Realm—doing so would really get people killed!"

"To wear the crown, one must bear its weight."

"Whoever wields this sword is destined to one day be targeted by Di Jun wielding the Slay-Witch Sword."

"What should we do?"

"What should we do?"

Di Jiang muttered to himself.

That intense confusion and helplessness infected the other members present, causing Nüwa to fall into contemplation as well.

Suddenly.

Nüwa's intelligence burst forth; in the trio, she seized the high ground and gave the first answer.

"Got it!"

Nüwa's eyes lit up as she gazed thoughtfully at Fengxi, who was upholding the principle that silence is golden.

"We can let little Fengxi take the position!"

"Ah?!" Fengxi made a clueless face.

Of course, while he appeared clueless on the surface, deep down he had a sense of what was coming, having vaguely anticipated this scene.

After all, he had secretly inherited most of the East Hua Emperor's legacy.

Now, inheriting one more ceremonial sword—what's the big deal?

"That makes perfect sense!"

Reasonable as it may be, he couldn't show it before Nüwa; he could only pretend to be shocked by Fengxi all year, express surprise at the heaven‑sent windfall, then push back, humbly saying his talent and learning were shallow, that he couldn't bear this heavy responsibility, and ask the goddess to find someone more capable.

"'My lady, you know...' Fengxi said vaguely, leaving room for imagination, 'My strength is something you have watched grow.'"

"'As for whether I can bear the path of this sword, I think...'"

"'Don't worry!' Nüwa said with encouraging eyes, 'You must believe in yourself!'"

"'Right now, there's no one more suitable than you.' She explained, 'The East Hua's way of law requires sufficient vision and perspective, able to reconcile top‑down and bottom‑up approaches.'"

"'In this regard, you are experienced, having been a Human Emperor, so your vision is not lacking.'"

"'Moreover, precisely because you are a Human Emperor, your strength is special.'"

"'Your cultivation realm remains that of a top‑tier Primordial Great Ability; your combat power, bolstered and amplified by the Human Emperor status, is enough to match an ordinary Taiyi cultivator, far surpassing the bare Dragon Ancestor of today!'"

"The Dragon Ancestor is undergoing routine corpse‑whipping."

"I feel that if this continues, the combat power of the Taiyi rank will gain a new unit—'Cang'!"

"One Cang's strength, two Cang's strength, five Cang's strength… just thinking about it is ridiculous."

"'You stand in a most special domain… if stimulated by external force, perhaps you could cross that threshold; even if you lose the Human Emperor status, you would still stand as a peak player, capable of leadership!'"

"Nüwa looked at Fengxi with a solemn expression, her eyes full of expectation."

"——Little Fengxi!"

"——You are now our Wu Clan village's last hope!"

"——You must rise to the challenge!"

"'Think it over, don't shirk.' Nüwa added, 'You should know how much trouble you've caused the Heavenly Court over the years.'"

"'Your name is definitely on the execution list, and quite high up.'"

"'No need to say it, my lady, I understand!' Fengxi instantly spirited up, 'Please rest assured, I will surely uphold the East Hua Emperor's will, glorify his path, and one day settle accounts with the Slay-Witch Sword to avenge the broken sword.'"

"He spoke with firm conviction, swearing oaths; his resolute attitude greatly pleased Nüwa."

"Di Jiang was also pleased."

"'Well, Fengxi is indeed a very suitable choice.' Di Jiang's lips curled slightly, tracing a faintly mysterious smile, 'Whether as the reigning Human King or the former Azure Emperor's appointed heir… I think, to some extent, the East Hua legacy matches him well.'"

"'Perhaps one day you could push this sword's power to the supreme level, possibly surpassing even its creator—a perfectly normal and reasonable possibility.'"

"'After all, the East Hua has passed away, his steps have ceased.'"

"'And you, Fengxi, not only stand on his shoulders but also have infinite future and boundless possibilities!'"

"'Do not disappoint your superior—Houtu's expectations!'"

"Di Jiang patted Fengxi's shoulder, his voice full of encouragement, making Nüwa nod repeatedly."

"But Fengxi himself felt something was off."

"He filtered Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu's words, then translated them, and in a daze heard something like this——"

"'Kid!'"

"'You needn't hold back any longer… give it your all!'"

"'Look, Nüwa has been talked into believing that you surpassing the East Hua is entirely possible, a perfectly reasonable idea!'"

"'From now on, you should embark on the most glorious, splendid life, no longer overthinking so‑called logic or worrying whether your unconventional actions can be justified.'"

"'Let others not ask… asking is just standing on the East Hua's shoulders, inheriting his path, grasping his thoughts—it's a reasonable opening.'"

"'Nüwa personally acknowledged and entrusted this—could it possibly be false?'"

"Impossible!"

Thus line: "Di Jiang Zu Wu and Fengxi stared at each other.

For a moment, they seemed to see through each other.

That moment……

They, wearing the same pants, are friends on the same front, scheming against the same target.

(End of Chapter)