Chapter 109 Nine Heavens Breath Soil
Chang Hao rolled up his sleeves and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, I'll fix it for you right away."
Nuwa twirled a strand of hair around her chest with her slender fingers, her eyes sparkling: "No need, it's just some useless clay, it's fine if it breaks."
"Thank you for your magnanimity, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, for not holding a grudge against Chang Hao." Chang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the soil on the ground, it was clear that Nuwa had carefully sculpted it. He knew that he couldn't fool her with magic.
"Don't say that yet. Who said I don't care?" Nuwa raised her chin and glanced sideways at Chang Hao.
"This..." Chang Hao smiled wryly. Nuwa was always difficult to deal with, but she just had to deliver herself to his doorstep.
"Don't be so formal. You should know that I never play games with you." Nuwa laughed unrestrainedly. Taking Chang Hao back from Buzhou Mountain that year was the best decision she ever made, and she always felt secretly pleased whenever she thought about it.
"What do you want?" Chang Hao was both amused and exasperated. What had Nuwa taken a fancy to about him this time?
“Of course,” Nuwa had been waiting for this. “I’ve heard that you have a treasure called the Nine Heavens Breath Soil. If you offer it to me, I will forgive your actions.”
"How do you know that the Nine Heavens Breath Soil is in my hands?" Chang Hao neither said he would give it to him nor that he wouldn't.
“Of course it is…” Nuwa drawled, “My master told me.”
Chang Hao's mind raced. What Hongjun meant was that he approved of him giving the Nine Heavens Breath Soil to Nuwa.
Staring at the mud figure at his feet, Chang Hao had a sudden inspiration. The Nine Heavens Breath Soil was no ordinary product; its greatest characteristic was its endless vitality, its endless vitality...
Humans... Although Chang Hao had long suspected that he might not be human, he still had deep feelings for the human race and had always hoped for the appearance of this race.
Now that a clear opportunity is right in front of him, what reason does he have to refuse?
“Alright, I’ll share some of the Nine Heavens Breath Soil with you,” Chang Hao said, taking out the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and generously cutting it in half before handing it to Nuwa.
Nuwa's hand trembled slightly as she received the Nine Heavens Breath Soil. This was not the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, but her hope for becoming a saint.
"I know what you want to do. I hope you will do it perfectly and not cut corners." Chang Hao hesitated, wanting to stay and watch Nuwa create humans, but also afraid that his presence would cause the human race to cease to be human. He was in a dilemma.
"Huh...?" Nuwa was stunned at first, then processed Chang Hao's words in her mind, and laughed angrily, "Damn it, would I covet your meager Nine Heavens Breath Soil?"
Chang Hao touched the tip of his nose. Having seen many innate deities in the prehistoric world, he only wanted Nuwa to make the human race more beautiful. "Fellow Daoist Nuwa would certainly not covet this bit of Nine Heavens Breath Soil. Chang Hao hereby congratulates you in advance on attaining the Supreme Primordial Dao Fruit."
Nuwa's fingers, which were holding the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, froze. She looked at Chang Hao with undisguised surprise in her eyes and swallowed hard: "You know?"
We know what's going on, but it's unspoken.
Chang Hao smiled without saying a word, "Farewell."
Nuwa stared at Chang Hao's departing figure with a complex expression. There was no jealousy, no mischief, but rather she generously offered up what was right for her...
Nuwa was always a wise woman. To say that this behavior was solely to repay a debt of gratitude would be going too far. Chang Hao truly spoiled her. If it were just for the sake of saving her life, she would have already repaid the debt long ago...
"younger sister……"
"Hmm," Nuwa responded softly.
"Was any powerful figure coming this way just now?" Fuxi asked anxiously.
A powerful being? Nuwa's heart stirred slightly. She had only ever met Chang Hao, this powerful being. For some reason, as she spoke, Nuwa inexplicably denied it: "No, I have been here the whole time, and no strangers have passed by."
"No?" Fuxi was completely puzzled. "But..."
"Brother, did you calculate this?" Nuwa probed calmly. "What happened?"
Fuxi sighed, "It seems my journey was just a smokescreen. I wonder if Taiyi will be able to successfully bring the young prince back."
"Your Highness?" Nuwa was exceptionally intelligent and immediately realized that something had happened to the demon race, and even the young prince had been kidnapped. She secretly rejoiced that she had covered Chang Hao up earlier; otherwise, wouldn't Chang Hao have gotten himself into trouble for no reason?
Nuwa naturally didn't suspect that the person was Chang Hao. "What happened?"
"The Demon Emperor was attacked, but fortunately the Eastern Emperor arrived in time to save him. Otherwise, the Demon Court would have already changed hands." Fuxi sighed. The Demon Clan is now in a precarious situation. They look powerful, but in reality, they are walking on thin ice.
Nuwa's expression changed slightly. Don't underestimate her just because she is a prince of the demon race. If something happens to her, the fortune of the demon court will definitely decline.
"Has the news been kept under wraps?" Fuxi knew, and Nuwa knew most of it as well. "If everyone knows, we must be careful that the Wu tribe doesn't cause trouble."
"The Witch Clan is powerful and their bodies are indestructible. They are difficult to suppress when they cause trouble, but they are few in number. Although they are dissatisfied, they can still be controlled."
Fuxi was unaware that the small number of Wu tribes in his eyes would soon multiply and flourish at lightning speed, eventually challenging the powerful Demon Court under Emperor Jun's rule and attempting to change the world.
"What I'm worried about now is Chang Hao." As the strategist of the demon race, Fuxi always thought ten steps ahead for every one step he took.
"What happened to Chang Hao?" Nuwa's fingers, hidden in her wide sleeves, pinched the Nine Heavens Breath Soil. This was quite a piece of information. Should she inform Chang Hao? Consider it repaying a favor.
"He commands the submission of the four seas, and that's the Dragon Clan!!!" From the perspective of the Demon Clan, Fuxi felt as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.
"What?!" Nuwa's eyes widened. "Is the information accurate?"
Fuxi nodded. "We just received news that the Demon Emperor was furious and locked himself in his inner palace without any guards, which gave the powerful enemy an opportunity to take advantage of him."
The demon race is developing rapidly. Every time they conquer a mountain, it is a bloody baptism. These mountains naturally contain many powerful beings. After these powerful beings escape, they think about how to take the life of the demon emperor every moment... At this time, the protectors are indispensable.
“Chang Hao has no desire to dominate the prehistoric world,” Nuwa defended Chang Hao. “It’s all because Di Jun went too far. He conferred the title of Emperor Ming out of nowhere, and now he’s created a powerful enemy for himself.”
“If this had succeeded, the fortunes of the demon race would have soared,” Fuxi retorted. “Since it failed, the demon race can certainly afford Chang Hao’s counterattack.”
“The tricky part is not that,” Fuxi sighed, looking up at the sky. “The top combat force of the demon race is Taiyi, but Taiyi’s attitude towards Chang Hao is unclear. Judging from the vague words of the Demon Emperor, if Chang Hao is to be dealt with, Taiyi will definitely be the first to stand up and oppose it.”
"In that case, the task of fighting Chang Hao will probably fall to your brother me or Kunpeng. Little sister, I'll come and practice with you sometime when I have time."
Fuxi was willing to die for the Demon Emperor and fight to the death for the demon race, but he really had no confidence in fighting Chang Hao.
Nuwa was dumbfounded. "No, brother, you mustn't lay a hand on Chang Hao! He... he..."
What do you call this? This is a bolt from the blue! Fuxi's few moves weren't even enough for Chang Hao to crush with one hand.
Leaving aside the Dao Ancestor standing behind Chang Hao, just considering Kunlun Mountain, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable would definitely not be able to sit still.
Yuanshi Tianzun has made a move. It's no wonder that Laozi and Tongtian can't sit still. The Three Pure Ones are one against four, which is tantamount to taking her brother's life.
"Oh dear," Nuwa stomped her foot in anger, then rolled up her sleeves and showed her fist, giving Fuxi a sinister smile full of threat. "In short, if you still consider me your sister, you are not allowed to target Chang Hao."
Who was it that analyzed everything for her silly brother back then, saying that he could advance or retreat at will? Now that he's been won over by Dijun, who is it that's been racking his brains to devise strategies for Dijun without her even realizing it?
They were all going to fight Chang Hao to the death for Di Jun's orders. Knowing it was impossible, they still did it. Could Nuwa believe that if the demon race was in trouble, Fuxi would stay out of it?
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