Chapter 575: Nuwa Instructs Kunpeng

Journey to the West Plane, Wa Palace.

Dijun, the Eastern Emperor, and Kunpeng looked at the sacred figure before them, who was wreathed in Chaos and exuded the profound aura of the Great Dao of Creation; shock could not be concealed in their pupils.

Saints transcend; below the Saint, all is vanity.

The Eastern Emperor and Dijun wore complex expressions.

This realm was once the peak they had wished to reach, but unfortunately, a single wrong move in their strategy led them to sink into the Time River for who knows how long, only just barely resurrecting.

"Greetings, Wa Empress."

Dijun, the Eastern Emperor, and Kunpeng, three ancient Great Abilities, lowered their arrogant heads and bowed slowly.

"Dijun, Eastern Emperor. Why have you formed Karma with the Scripture Seeker of this kalpa?" Nuwa asked.

Nuwa's countenance was sacred and could not be looked upon directly; although it could not be seen clearly, the figure beneath the aura of Chaos was absolutely flawless and possessed the creation of heaven.

And the intuition of the three Demon Emperors was that after tens of millions of years, Nuwa's temperament was extremely cold, even somewhat chilling.

Compared to the Ancient Era, the change was too great.

Hearing Nuwa's question, the three Demon Emperors felt a tightening in their hearts.

Dijun, as the eldest, replied:

"Wa Empress, although you resurrected me and the Eastern Emperor, so much time has passed that our strength has not yet recovered to its peak. Today, the world has changed drastically; it is no longer the Ancient Era, and the Heavenly Dao suppresses us severely. Without extraordinary methods, I fear that neither the Eastern Emperor nor I can return to being the first under the Saint within ten thousand years."

"Xuanzang, as the Destined Pilgrim, carries Merit and Qi Luck; if we devour him, perhaps we can shorten our recovery time."

"So that is your objective," Nuwa said calmly.

"Of course," Dijun replied in a deep voice; although awed by the majesty of the Saint Nuwa, he was neither servile nor overbearing—after all, he was once the Heavenly Emperor.

"You have just resurrected; it is impossible for you to be so well-informed about the situation in this world. In my impression, you are not the kind of Golden Crow who could come up with such a method," Nuwa said.

"..." Dijun fell silent; hearing this, it seemed Nuwa was doubting his intelligence.

"Wa Empress, it was indeed a method I devised."

Dijun said noncommittally, his demeanor confident.

Kunpeng, watching from the side, felt deeply grateful; he had not expected this old bird Dijun to actually take the blame for him.

The Eastern Emperor looked at his elder brother and could not help but fall into deep thought.

"Heh, if you could truly devise such a method, perhaps you would not have chosen to perish together in the final battle back then. Kunpeng, am I right?" Nuwa said faintly.

Kunpeng was timid, and upon hearing this, he hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"Wa Empress, please forgive me. This method was actually told to Lord Dijun by me. Lord Dijun was completely unaware; it is all my fault."

Although they were all ancient Great Abilities, their statuses were now worlds apart; even Kunpeng dared not be the least bit presumptuous before Nuwa.

Kunpeng knew the power of a Saint; there was simply nothing in the world that could escape the Dharma Eye of a Saint.

Confessing for leniency was the wisest choice!

Dijun possessed the Golden Crow bloodline, and his personality was inherently arrogant; he said directly:

"Wa Empress, what is the big problem with just devouring a Scripture Seeker? Surely you wouldn't punish us for the sake of one Scripture Seeker.

Wa Empress, we are of the same race; you are the true Demon Emperor of the Demon Race. Do you not wish to see the Demon Race rise?

The Human Race is weak; it is time for the Demon Race to stand once again at the pinnacle of heaven and earth."

Nuwa was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said:

"I am indeed the Demon Emperor, but a Saint must not interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms. You should already know the fate of the other Saints; they are all currently confined in the Dao Ancestor's Purple Heaven Palace.

"I am indeed the Eastern Emperor, but Saints must not interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms. You should already know the fate of the other Saints, who are all currently confined to the Dao Ancestor's Purple Heaven Palace."

"Wa Empress, he is merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal; even if we provoke Western Lingshan, so what?" Dijun said.

"I am not worried about you provoking the Western Sect, but Xuanzang himself carries boundless Karma. If you entangle yourselves with him, you will only be asking for trouble," Nuwa said.

Dijun still wanted to argue, but the Eastern Emperor stopped his elder brother and said:

"Wa Empress is right. Dijun, think for yourself: how many unexpected events occurred when we were capturing Xuanzang? First, two unknown Great Luo Golden Immortals appeared—one with a god-like mastery of Sword Dao, possessing the Zhu Xian Sword; another who controls the Time Law and has the Chaos Bell. Later, the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared. Do you think that is normal?"

After hearing the Eastern Emperor's review, Dijun's expression gradually changed, and he could not help but say:

"Listening to that, it does seem to make sense."

"And that's not all. Xuanzang is clearly only at the Great Luo Golden Immortal Late Stage, yet his magic power, cultivation, and divine abilities are no worse than mine—a Quasi-Saint who has lived through who knows how many kalpas. During our clash, I discovered that Xuanzang's magic power radiated an ancient aura, even older than the Ancient Era. It is too strange," Kunpeng said.

"Moreover, it has only been twenty-some years since Xuanzang appeared in the world. To become a Great Luo Golden Immortal in twenty-some years—even if he is the reincarnation of the Buddha's second disciple, Jinchanzi, it is impossible to have such a massive leap."

Kunpeng added; although he resided in Beiming and did not appear in the world, there was nothing regarding the Three Realms that he did not know.

Jinchanzi himself had at most the strength of a top-tier Golden Immortal; even after nine cycles of reincarnation, it would be impossible to enter the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm.

And to reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal Late Stage so quickly—one must know that the time required for every minor breakthrough in the Great Luo realm is impossible to estimate.

"Wa Empress, do you know something? Why not tell us directly?" Dijun asked.

"It is not yet time," Nuwa replied.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi's eyes were deep; he changed the subject and asked: "Wa Empress, since the battle in the Ancient Era, my Chaos Bell fled into the Chaos. Do you know in which direction of the Chaos it is? I wish to retrieve the Chaos Bell."

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were profound, and he changed the subject to ask: "Empress Wa, since the battle in the Ancient One, my Chaos Bell has fled into the Chaos. Do you know in which direction of the Chaos it lies? I wish to retrieve the Chaos Bell."

This was also within her expectations; the Chaos Bell provided too great a boost to the Eastern Emperor's combat power.

Dijun also said: "Wa Empress, now that I have been resurrected, shouldn't the River Map and Luo Book be returned to me?"

Although he said this, Dijun could not help but feel uneasy inside.

Nuwa was a Saint; if she refused to give them back, he truly had no way to force her.

"The River Map and Luo Book helped my brother Fuxi deduce the Eight Trigrams back then, establishing Merit that allowed my brother to become a Saint through Merit.

In this matter, I owe you a favor. So many years have passed, and the River Map and Luo Book have been sitting idle in the treasury; they shall be returned to their original owner shortly," Nuwa said.

At her current realm, the River Map and Luo Book were of little use to a Saint.

"Wa Empress is most benevolent," Dijun smiled.

"Emperor Wa is most benevolent." Dijun wore a smile on his face.

Immediately, Nuwa took out two Golden Cores and gave them to Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, explaining:

"These are the Ten-Turn Golden Pills gifted by Senior Brother Taiqing Saint.

Consuming them will not directly restore you to your peak, but it is sufficient for your current needs."

"Ten-Turn Golden Pills, the legendary Saint pills. Empress Nuwa, why is there none for little Kunpeng?" Kunpeng asked.

"If you do not wish to be cut off from the Great Dao, I can give you one," Nuwa said.

"?? Empress Nuwa, then why can the two lords, Eastern Emperor and Dijun, have them?" Kunpeng asked.

"Dijun and Eastern Emperor are themselves existences at the peak below the Saint level; although their strength is gone, their cultivation realms remain, so the Ten-Turn Golden Pills are like charcoal in snowy weather and will have no negative impact on them.

As for you, Kunpeng, although eating a Ten-Turn Golden Pill would allow you to break through to the Great Hunyuan Realm, you would stop there forever afterward," Nuwa explained.