Chapter 815: The Inheritance of the Nuwa Clan (1)

Underground world, Nuwa Valley.

In the massive underground cavern hidden deep below, Nuwa Mother was leading the clanspeople in paying reverent homage to the statue of Nuwa Sovereign.

Quite inexplicably, Nuwa Mother could feel strands of strange power, carrying the murmured whispers of myriad beings, continuously pouring into her body from the void.

Between her and the statue of Nuwa Sovereign, the resonance grew ever clearer.

She could even directly, via the statue of Nuwa Sovereign, glimpse fleeting female faces—some young, some old, some smiling, some angry, some meditating with closed eyes, some speaking softly.

These women were the matriarchs of the major tribes of the Nuwa Clan.

The tribes to which they belonged lay at unknown, perhaps immeasurable distances from Nuwa Valley; with Nuwa Mother's current cultivation at the peak of the Fetal Storage Realm, she might never reach the nearest tribe in a lifetime.

Yet, because of those strands of strange power, Nuwa Mother alone could see their faces and even sense their emotions.

"Wu Tie… my child." Nuwa Mother raised the great scepter inlaid with various precious jades, then again solemnly knelt before the statue of Nuwa Sovereign, her heart filled with deep affection for her several children.

Nuwa Mother vaguely recalled that, according to Wu Zhan's letter, this strange energy had first appeared out of nowhere when Wu Tie became the sect leader of the Wu Clan's Sun Sect, and had begun to continuously pour into her body.

Later, as Wu Tie seized the territories of the Great Martial God State and then unified the three states, this strange power grew ever stronger, and the amount pouring into Nuwa Mother's body each day increased.

This is destiny, also the collective will of the people, and moreover supreme merit.

It is the heavens' and earth's reward, in obscurity, for Wu Tie; since Nuwa Mother is his mother, she also received a tiny share of it.

It is precisely this modest share that has brought her benefit: Nuwa Mother's cultivation has recently advanced by leaps and bounds, inexplicably breaking through to the peak of the Fetal Storage Realm.

Unlike other tribes, the Nuwa Clan's cultivation method is more mystical and more spiritual; it does not require a high comprehension of the heavenly Dao, nor a strong tempering of the physical body.

The Nuwa Clan need only do what this heaven and earth require of them; the so‑called 'aligning with heaven's will' is enough for them to swiftly obtain great power.

The elders of Nuwa Valley knelt behind Nuwa Mother, following her movements, offering reverent worship and sacrifices before the statue of Nuwa Sovereign.

On the offering table before the statue of Nuwa Sovereign, the heap of rare materials sent by the Wu Clan had vanished.

These materials had been taken away by a higher‑level tribe of the Nuwa Clan.

According to the normal sacrificial procedure, a stream of power would emanate from the statue of Nuwa Sovereign, merging into Nuwa Mother and the bodies of the many Nuwa elders, helping them raise their cultivation and nourish their physiques.

Many of the Nuwa Clan's elders, some over a thousand years old, though not high in cultivation, nevertheless retained youthful, beautiful appearances—all thanks to the rejuvenating effect of the sacrifices.

But this time, after the sacrifice ended, the statue of Nuwa Sovereign suddenly burst forth with boundless five‑colored divine light.

Rings of five‑colored divine light spread outward from the back of the statue's head, while a vast, surging wave of life force welled up from within the statue and quickly filled this secret cavern of Nuwa Valley.

With a "hualala" sound, a gust of five‑colored divine wind rose from the ground; in the farmlands opened up inside this cavern, countless crops grew wildly, countless medicinal herbs shot up rapidly. Those crops quickly bore ears and fruit, each ten times larger than usual; while the spiritual herbs in the medicinal fields, normally slow‑growing, sprang up like a gust—within just a few breaths they became hundred‑year or even thousand‑year herbs.

Such frenzied growth not only did not drain the cavern's soil fertility, but instead five‑colored light points continually welled out from the statue; where they landed, the nearby soil took on a faint five‑colored hue, becoming extraordinarily fertile, even exuding an oily, grease‑like fluid from the earth.

Nuwa Mother flung herself to the ground in a full prostration.

The elders, terrified and anguished, knelt with tears streaming down their faces, foreheads pressed firmly to the ground.

All the Nuwa Clan people in the cavern swiftly knelt on the ground, each body trembling slightly, some even letting out sharp cries of weeping.

Has the primordial ancestor of the Nuwa Clan, Nuwa Sovereign, manifested?

This has never happened since the founding of Nuwa Valley!

According to the records of Nuwa Valley, their ancestors came from the surface world, from a powerful tribe called Nuwa Abode.

Dozens of women from the Nuwa Abode tribe, like dandelion seeds, ventured into the underground world, following winding subterranean passages and perilous caves with difficulty, until they arrived at today's Nuwa Valley and established this small branch of the tribe.

Nuwa Valley has existed for over ten thousand years, yet never before has such a phenomenon occurred.

In the ancestors' legacy, such a manifestation of the Nuwa Sovereign statue is, even in the Nuwa Abode tribe, an extremely rare auspicious omen.

A mighty surge of spiritual pressure poured forth from the statue of Nuwa Sovereign, like a great mountain, like a vast sea—weighty and boundless, yet simultaneously warm and broad as the earth. The agitated hearts of Nuwa Mother and the clanspeople were quickly soothed by this spiritual force; they smiled, like children seeing their mother, lifted their heads, and gazed admiringly at the statue of Nuwa Sovereign.

Nourished by this five‑colored divine light, the jade‑carved statue of Nuwa Sovereign swiftly transformed, in the snap of a finger becoming flawless five‑colored beautiful jade of the utmost purity.

This is the power of supreme creation, a tremendous divine ability that Nuwa Mother and her people dare not even imagine.

"Nuwa Mother!" an aged yet gentle voice echoed from the void.

"Grand… Grand Matriarch." Nuwa Mother's body trembled again; overwhelmed with emotion, she performed the great kowtow before the statue of Nuwa Sovereign.

"My good child." That aged voice chuckled softly: "You have a fine son, Wu Tie—he is indeed your son, right? Ah, look at the merit power on your body—it's astonishing."

A strand of five‑colored divine light showered down, and Nuwa Mother's body began to emanate a faint purple‑gold radiance.

A layer of purple‑gold radiance three cun thick spread like a rosy cloak, enveloping Nuwa Mother's tall figure; behind her head, a halo of purple‑gold light over three chi in diameter appeared, within which the faint silhouettes of myriad beings could be seen flickering.

"Grand Matriarch," Nuwa Mother said, not knowing what to say.

Nuwa Valley, after all, is merely a small branch of the Nuwa Abode tribe; their knowledge of the Nuwa Clan's heritage is incomplete.

"We have an extremely important task to entrust to you," the aged voice said gently: "From now on, your tribe may directly contact Nuwa Island, reporting to us everything you see and hear, every detail, great or small."

"Through your affinal relatives, you shall gather any information you can possibly learn."

"At the same time, Nuwa Mother, have your son Wu Tie send people to monitor the Nuwa Abode tribe."

"On this continent, at the Heavenly Stem Jia‑Number One hunting grounds, some things have deviated from our preset plans… we must guard against the unexpected."

"Now, accept the inheritance of our clan."