Chapter 53. Mo felt uncomfortable under Cang Li's gaze...
Mo felt uncomfortable being stared at by Cang Li and turned his head away.
Tongtian raised an eyebrow: "Then I can reluctantly take this dragon as well."
Mo shouted angrily, "I'm not going! Who knows if I'll get eaten by you someday if I go!"
Fuqu pulled Mo aside and said, "You should say less."
Then, looking at Tongtian apologetically, he said, "Mo just has a bad temper, please don't take offense, Sage."
Tongtian didn't care. He had a good temper, rarely getting angry, but he was also bad; if he made a grudge, he would kill it.
"Cang Li, since the little chacha spirit is unwilling to become my disciple, then forget it. I'll go back to Kunlun first, and come to visit you again after I've settled my disciples."
Cang Li casually agreed, since he wouldn't be able to come out easily once he got back, so there was no difference between agreeing and not agreeing.
The news that all four saints achieved sainthood through the human race quickly spread throughout the prehistoric land.
The first appearance of the human race in the primordial world reached the ears of various races. However, the human race was still very weak at the moment. Apart from enabling those with purple aura to become saints, the other races did not care about this still weak race.
When the Western Jieyin and Zhunti saw that Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones had already become saints, they were extremely anxious. However, the West was bitterly cold and the spiritual veins were severed. The two had no choice but to unleash forty-eight great primal energies in succession, prematurely exhausting their merits to establish the Western Religion and achieve sainthood.
From then on, the six people who listened to the Dao and obtained the purple energy in Zixiao Palace all became saints, leaving only the last wisp of purple energy that disappeared after Hongmeng's death.
However, judging from the state of the world, I'm afraid there won't be another sage.
All of this had nothing to do with Cang Li, because a new life had been born among the human race.
A woman from Tribe No. 100 gave birth to a healthy baby girl when the time was right.
Amu immediately sent someone to inform Cangli, who then took the little clothes Fuqu had made before returning to the East Sea to Tribe No. 100 and met the newborn child.
Cang Li was very happy. He asked the new mother if she was feeling unwell and told Amu to cook more meat for her to supplement her nutrition. He then picked up the baby and said:
"This is the first life born from our human race. She is the hope of humanity. Let her be named—"
Cang Li paused for a moment and uttered the two words that were in his mind: "Hua Xu".
Amu immediately cheered, "Thank you so much, Great Chief, for bestowing upon me a name!"
The people of Tribe 100 cheered and celebrated the arrival of this life.
Hua Xu cried from hunger in Cang Li's arms. Cang Li hurriedly put Hua Xu into the mother's arms to nurse, patting her chest with lingering fear. Fortunately, Yu didn't need to nurse when she came, otherwise she really didn't know how to raise that child.
After the first child was born, other tribes sent good news one after another. In just six months, the human race had more than a thousand newborns, a very encouraging birth rate.
Cang Li was overjoyed. With new life came hope, and the human race would take root and multiply on this land from then on.
Zhong led Yu and the calf, which was less than six months old, to graze. There were enough people at the moment, so they didn't have to pull the grass in the field. Therefore, Cang Li handed over the task of feeding the calf to the two younger ones. It was the first time that Zhong and Yu had seen creatures smaller than themselves, even though the calf had grown much larger than them in just a few months.
It seemed that all the holy positions were in place, and there was a rare peace in the world, with favorable weather and no major disasters.
In the human settlements, Cangli also invited Mo to regulate the wind and rain. Now, unlike before, there is no longer only one very heavy rain each year, and the four seasons are more distinct.
The crops in the fields grew even better, which made Cang Li very happy. With enough stored grain, the human race would not go hungry, and the cubs could have rice porridge as a snack. The wild chickens he raised had gradually been domesticated and hatched into several hundred chickens, which Cang Li distributed to various tribes to raise.
Cang Li has plenty of eggs to eat every day, but he lacks meat.
Cang Li was thinking of catching wild boars to raise. If he raised a group, he wouldn't lack meat. He also needed to organize people to go hunting. There was still not enough cotton, and it was a bit difficult to keep warm in winter because the population was growing, but the cotton production was only so much. The human race was already expanding its territory, but it was still not enough.
When he got busy, Cang Li didn't have time to think about Nuwa or Taiqing. His mind was full of thoughts about improving the lives of humankind and creating a better living environment.
Cang Li sighed, got up and went to inspect the various tribes to see what they lacked. The team that went to the sea to collect salt this year had been gone for half a month. Cang Li was a little worried, but then he thought that people would have to take this step sooner or later, so there was no need to worry. Even if there were casualties, some people would come back.
Nuwa rarely ventured out of the Nuwa Palace, and she was somewhat unhappy. She missed Cangli and wondered how he was doing. Nuwa wanted to go see Cangli, but she was stopped by Fuxi as soon as she stepped out of the Nuwa Palace.
“Sister, now that the world is at peace and the Demon Court is on the right track, there is a witch clan in the lower realm who do not cultivate the primordial spirit but only the physical body. They have moved into Buzhou Mountain. This clan is arrogant and unreasonable and is not a good person. They frequently oppose the demon clan. Now they have even occupied the cave where you and I used to cultivate. Sister, you cannot go out easily. I will go and see and get back the things that you and I left there.”
Fuxi spoke with an angry expression.
Nuwa frowned. There were indeed some things left to retrieve from the cave on Mount Buzhou. The Wu tribe had certainly acted unreasonably. Nuwa said to Fuxi:
"Then brother, go quickly. I originally wanted to go see Cangli, but since that's the case, I'll wait here for brother to come back before I go see Cangli."
Fuxi somewhat disagreed: "Sister, Cangli is doing well among the human race. If you go like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in Nuwa Palace for long."
Nuwa pushed Fuxi out: "Brother, don't worry about it. I know what I'm doing. I haven't seen my baby for almost two years. I wonder if she's grown taller. She must be missing me so much that she'll cry!"
Fuxi had no choice but to repeatedly warn, "You are not allowed to go there before I return."
Nuwa wrinkled her nose: "Don't interfere with me anymore! I'm a saint now, why are you still interfering with me!"
Fuxi patted Nuwa's head, shook his head, and left the Demon Court. His main purpose in going there was to retrieve those things. He didn't care about the cave dwelling, since he and Nuwa weren't going back to live there anyway. However, he couldn't let their belongings fall into the hands of outsiders.
Nuwa leaned against the railing, feeding the fish in the pond. Looking at the big, fat fish in the pond, she felt a little craving the pickled fish that Cang Li had made.
A day later, Nuwa and Fuxi were growing impatient and were about to go find Cangli when Donghuang Taiyi approached with a solemn expression. After paying his respects, he said to Nuwa:
"Sage, Fellow Daoist Fuxi is injured."
Nuwa stood up abruptly, somewhat flustered, and asked, "How did you get injured?! Weren't you going to Buzhou Mountain to retrieve something?"
Without waiting for Taiyi's reply, she hurriedly walked out, saying, "Where is my brother now? Take me to see him!"
Donghuang Taiyi nodded and led the way. Fuxi was currently being treated for his injuries by Dijun.
When Nuwa arrived, she saw that Fuxi's face was pale and his cultivation had dropped significantly. Nuwa walked over and sat down.
"elder brother!"
Fuxi opened his eyes and looked at Nuwa reassuringly. He said weakly, "I'm fine. I got the things back. It's just that they outnumbered me and I was injured because I was outnumbered."
Nuwa angrily said, "If you've lost something, just let it go. Why get hurt? Who hurt you? This is completely unreasonable!"
Fuxi frowned: "Those are things you used to use. Even if they are destroyed, they should not fall into the hands of outsiders. Those are people from the Wu tribe. They are unreasonable. No matter how much I pleaded, they refused to return the things to me. They would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement. They are very arrogant. Try to avoid dealing with them in the future."
Nuwa felt sorry for her brother and sighed, "Alright, brother, come with me to the Nuwa Palace to recover from your injuries. I'll keep an eye on you so you don't run off again."
Fuxi hesitated for a moment. He held an important position in the Demon Court and could not leave.
Di Jun, standing to the side, said with a smile:
"Fuxi, you and the Sage should go and recover from your injuries first. We'll talk about everything else once you've recovered. Don't worry about anything else, we're here for you."
Fuxi then nodded: "Very well, Your Majesty, if you need anything, just send someone to Nuwa Palace."
Di Jun had Donghuang Taiyi escort the brother and sister away, but the smile on his face vanished as soon as he turned around. The Wu tribe became increasingly arrogant, seemingly ready to challenge the Demon Court on the ground. Di Jun was very dissatisfied and therefore did not restrain his lesser demons from clashing with the Wu tribe.
"Xihe, how are those little brats doing?"
When Xihe heard Dijun ask her, she smiled and said, "They're quite resilient, but they're always clamoring to come out and play. But where can we let them out? Their cultivation isn't up to par yet, and they can't control the Sun God Fire on their bodies. If they come out, wouldn't the earth dry up?"
Di Jun nodded, his expression somewhat solemn: "Keep a close eye on them. Just let them stay in Tang Valley. After some time, have them take turns going to the Sun Star for duty."
Xihe nodded in agreement.
On the other side, Nuwa grew increasingly angry as she looked at Fuxi's injuries, and couldn't help but want to settle scores with the Wu tribe, but Fuxi stopped her:
"They've all become saints, so why are they still so impatient? Don't worry, they're not much better. That ancestral witch named Zhu Rong had her leg broken by me, and it won't be healed for at least ten days to half a month."
Nuwa exhaled and leaned on Fuxi's shoulder, saying:
“Brother, I’ve been having a bad feeling lately. Please don’t go out. Just stay in the Nuwa Palace. I’m worried.”
Fuxi laughed: "What's there to worry about? The world is at peace now, and the sages have returned to their positions. What major event could possibly happen? When Emperor Jun strengthens the Demon Court, our clan will become the rulers of the primordial world. At that time, you, sister, will be a sage of the demon race, worshipped by all people. Wouldn't that be more prestigious than your three senior brothers?"
Nuwa rolled her eyes: "What would I do with that prestige? Go up Kunlun Mountain to fight my three senior brothers? I'd have to be able to beat them first."
It wasn't that Nuwa lacked confidence; it was simply that her fighting power was indeed inferior to that of the Three Pure Ones, and there was no need to worsen their relationship.
Fuxi looked at Nuwa with amusement. He just wanted his sister to sit high on the throne so that no one would bully her anymore.
Kunlun Mountains
The white-haired immortal was soaking in a pool of spiritual spring water, from which white steam still rose. The immortal had his eyes closed, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were deep in thought. After a while, he finally spoke and gave his instructions:
"Xuan Du, go see what's going on outside."
Xuan Du immediately responded and quickly left the area to investigate.
Taiqing opened his eyes, but his gaze was no longer as peaceful and indifferent as before. His eyes were filled with turbulent black mist, and these changes made Taiqing's aura much more dangerous.
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