The Daoist temple in the Minor Thousand Worlds was named Wa Huang Heaven, and within Wa Huang Heaven, there was another Daoist temple called Wa Huang Palace.
Everyone followed Nuwa into Wa Huang Palace and took their seats.
Nuwa began to lecture on the Dao from the platform, and as she did, various auspicious phenomena appeared within the palace.
Celestial maidens scattered flowers, golden lotuses sprung from the earth, and true auspicious glows and colorful rays continuously emerged, accompanied by the booming sound of the Dao that resonated with people's souls.
The crowd below listened to Nuwa's lecture, and for a time, they were all deeply engrossed, unable to extricate themselves.
Ziwei was the same; he was Lin Yang's Clone, and Lin Yang had never heard a lecture from Zixiao Palace.
Therefore, this Saint's lecture was a first for him.
Listening to the Dao now, Ziwei gained a great deal and couldn't help but become immersed, unable to pull himself away.
Gradually, a full thousand years passed, and on this day, Nuwa stopped her lecture on the platform.
The crowd below also woke up one after another and thanked Nuwa.
"Alright, Fellow Daoists, my Dao cultivation is still shallow, incomparable to Teacher Hongjun, so I will only lecture for these thousand years. Now that a thousand years have passed, you Fellow Daoists may return."
Nuwa said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Knowing that they couldn't force the issue, everyone bowed in gratitude to Nuwa before taking their leave.
Especially the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Hongyun, who, like Nuwa, all possessed Hongmeng Purple Qi and had the potential to achieve Sainthood.
And now, seeing Nuwa succeed, they naturally became even more eager.
After listening to Nuwa's lecture, they all wished they could immediately rush back to their Daoist temples and enter seclusion until they achieved Sainthood.
However, not everyone left. After the others departed, many powerful figures from the Heavenly Court remained in the palace.
For example, Ziwei also stayed with Emperor Jun.
Everyone looked at each other, and Fuxi Daoist, understanding the unspoken sentiment, spoke up: "Sister, now that you have achieved Sainthood, and all beneath a Saint are like ants, I wonder if you would be willing to act and eliminate the Wu Race?"
As Fuxi spoke, the eyes of many Yao Race powerhouses lit up, and they all looked towards Nuwa.
Even Emperor Jun had a hint of expectation in his eyes.
After all, if the Wu Race were eliminated, the remaining Yao Race would be the sole victor.
Nuwa, surely she wouldn't refuse, would she?
But Nuwa truly refused. She rejected them. Nuwa slowly shook her head, her voice cold: "This matter is impossible."
Emperor Jun frowned.
Fuxi also frowned.
Taiyi's expression was even more displeased.
Many Yao Race powerhouses felt stuffy in their hearts.
Why is it impossible?
On their side, Nuwa had finally achieved Sainthood, possessing strength far surpassing the Wu Race.
All beneath a Saint are like ants.
Nuwa had already reached the level of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Was there still any concern?
Ziwei remained silent.
heavenly dao saints cannot interfere with the Great Tribulation, although that was a reason.
But Nuwa was clearly just taking advantage and not planning to do anything.
After all, even if Nuwa couldn't directly eliminate the Wu Race, she could still do things to strengthen the overall power of the Yao Race.
However, Nuwa's tone was very stiff, exuding an air of superiority that made people quite uncomfortable.
Is this what a heavenly dao saint is like?
Ziwei couldn't help but think to himself, no wonder his main body, Lin Yang, never considered becoming a heavenly dao saint.
If becoming a heavenly dao saint meant gradually becoming selfish and indifferent.
Then was this heavenly dao saint still a person?
"After I achieved Sainthood, I comprehended the Heavenly Dao, and thus understood that the conflict between the Wu and Yao Races is truly a Grand Trend!"
"As a heavenly dao saint, I cannot go against this Heavenly Dao's Grand Trend!"
"You Fellow Daoists should also remember that Teacher Hongjun also spoke before he merged with the Dao."
"The Heavenly Dao's Grand Trend cannot be changed, otherwise there will surely be heavenly retribution!"
Although Nuwa's words were well-reasoned, they ultimately led to an unpleasant parting.
Emperor Jun led the others away.
And while Fuxi remained, looking at Nuwa on the platform, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Fuxi asked.
"Even if you can't directly intervene, it shouldn't be like this, should it?"
Fuxi understood some of the reasons why Nuwa would act this way.
But he still shook his head, "Although His Majesty Emperor Jun excludes me, this is merely the Heart-Nature of an emperor."
"As long as it doesn't harm the race, there's nothing wrong with me making some concessions and giving up some unnecessary power!"
Upon hearing this, Nuwa's brows furrowed even deeper.
She hadn't expected Fuxi to react this way.
Had she really made a mistake?
Nuwa shook her head. She had not made a mistake. The Yao Race was destined to decline, and her withdrawing now was the correct course of action.
Moreover, there was her elder brother.
Nuwa looked at Fuxi and advised: "Elder brother, the Yao Race is a place of right and wrong, and with the Saints about to emerge, how can they allow the Heavenly Court to remain supreme?"
"Since Elder brother is not valued by Emperor Jun, why not..."
Before she could finish, Fuxi shook his head.
Fuxi looked at Nuwa on the platform, feeling that his sister, who had been born with him and stayed by his side until now, had become somewhat unfamiliar.
He sighed deeply and said, "Sister, no need to say more!"
"I understand what you're saying! When Saints emerge, they will not allow the Heavenly Court to be supreme."
"But."
"This is our ideal. Back then, Emperor Jun invited us to join him, to establish the Yao Race and the Heavenly Court together."
"What was it for?"
"It was for the Grandmist harmony of heaven and earth, to make all races of the Grandmist like one family."
"For this ideal, I joined the Yao Race, joined the Heavenly Court, and became Xi Huang!"
"No matter what, I will not change this!" Fuxi said firmly.
After speaking, Fuxi turned and walked out of the palace.
And Nuwa, watching Fuxi leave, hesitated to speak. For a moment, even as a Saint, she didn't know how to handle the situation.
"Elder brother, one day, you will understand that everything you insist on is wrong!"
In Nuwa's eyes, countless light and shadow seemed to shift.
That was the future, a future she had seen through.
The Yao Race was destined to perish!
And the Human Race would rise.
She was a heavenly dao saint, naturally acting in accordance with the Heavenly Dao's Grand Trend.
But her elder brother Fuxi did not understand the Grand Trend, did not understand her painstaking efforts, and even acted against the trend.
How tragic was this?
Nuwa couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness and let out a long sigh.
Fuxi's actions also reminded her of Ziwei.
Originally, she had thought highly of Ziwei, finding him quite good, but now it seemed.
Perhaps only a Saint could truly understand a Saint.
On the other side, the Heavenly Court group, who had come with high hopes and left disappointed, had initially believed that with Nuwa achieving Sainthood, they could sweep aside the Wu Race and truly unify the Grandmist.
But now it seemed they had thought too much.
Nuwa, after achieving Sainthood, had gradually become like a stranger to them.
Not only had the power of their Heavenly Court not increased, but it had actually decreased.
"Alas!"
Emperor Jun couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Upon returning to the Thirty-three Heavens, he was about to enter seclusion.
Just then, a piece of news arrived that filled Emperor Jun with joy.
It turned out that Xi He, one of the two Taiyin Goddesses he had married, had given birth to ten little Golden Crows for him.
Therefore, Emperor Jun hosted a grand banquet and celebrated for several months without stopping.