Chapter 39: The Imperial Palace of Wu Meets the Holy White Tiger Family with Joy

  Nüwa's merits and virtues became sacred, causing a great earthquake in the vast wilderness of Honghuang, but also shocking several major gods. She instantly became like the first person to eat crab, attracting attention from everyone.

  "Jin Ning, go wait outside the door. Whoever comes here, just lead them into the palace." Nüwa knew that next would be a large group of people coming to pay their respects. Although she had become a saint, she couldn't put on airs, after all, in front of Hongjun, although she had obtained sainthood, she was also the younger sister of the multitude.

  "Nüwa, you're one step ahead this time." The Three Pure Ones arrived simultaneously and saw Nüwa's ascension to sainthood, but they didn't bow down. They just slightly nodded their hands in respect. All three of them were proud and wouldn't easily show deference to Nüwa, especially since they themselves had also been appointed as saints by the teacher. It was just that Nüwa had taken the lead one step ahead.

  "A few seniors asked her to sit down." Nüwa didn't mind, although she had become a saint, people thought of her in various ways, and she was unhappy in her heart, but couldn't do anything about it, especially that old man, who probably hated herself even more.

  "We two have met the Holy Mother, congratulating the younger sister of Nüwa on her achievement of the holy position." The two from the West arrived, and the two were not very fond of showing their faces, but loved to take advantage of the situation. This time, Nüwa became a saint, and the two had a good idea to curry favor with her.

  "Please, both of you seniors, take a seat." Although she didn't like the two men's sinister intentions, she was polite and courteous, which was better than the coldness of the Three Purities.

  Then the three demons arrived, who were Fuxi, Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun.

  Everyone saw that the person who came had basically arrived, but Nüwa didn't say a word, as if waiting for something, and roughly understood, closed her eyes to meditate.

  At this moment, Zhou Cheng was still on Qingqiu Mountain. As Nüwa became a saint, he naturally knew about it. The merit of proving the Tao is extremely great, and Nüwa's creation of humans has moved Heaven's will, which has bestowed boundless merit to assist her in becoming a saint. This time, many people are probably going to go and congratulate her, but he didn't want to go himself. After all, when she became a saint, he had secretly taken some credit for himself, letting Hou Tu take some of the merit, Nüwa wouldn't be unaware of this. If he went, it would probably not be good to meet, but if he didn't go, he would also lose face. Oh well, what's meant to come will come anyway, so he'll just go and congratulate her.

  Just arrived at the Wu Huang Palace, Zhou Cheng saw a female disciple of the Wu Huang Palace standing outside the gate, tiptoeing and looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone.

  "Could it be Qinglian Shifu?" the female disciple asked.

  "Niú Niáng ordered me to wait for you here, saying that only Qinglian Shīshū hasn't arrived yet." Upon hearing this, Zhōu Chéng's mind was also a blank, and after a moment of stunned silence, he followed her in.

  "Congratulations to the Holy Mother Nuwa for finally achieving the Great Way, forever enjoying peace and tranquility, and never being destroyed in ten thousand kalpas." Zhou Cheng saw Nüwa sitting upright on the Cloud Platform, with a celebratory cloud appearing above her head, and the mountains, rivers, and maps of the land faintly flashing within. A majestic aura rushed towards him. He didn't treat her like ordinary people did; instead, he slightly bowed his waist to pay respects to Nüwa in a gentle manner.

  "Elder brother, why must you be so stubborn." Nüwa looked at Zhou Cheng like that and couldn't help but furrow her brow, seeming to have some dissatisfaction. "I became a saint due to my merits, not because I cut off the three corpses. Fourth elder brother speaking like this, isn't it because you're looking down on me?"

  "Nüwa's sister has already become a saint, so her brother should treat her with the respect due to a saint. It's just that previously... anyway, anyway..." Zhou Cheng thought that since everyone knew, he might as well be straightforward and avoid feeling awkward every time they met. This Nüwa was actually quite to his liking, and he didn't want there to be any unspoken rift between them, especially now that she had become a saint.

  "No need to say more, Brother. I've already forgotten about the trivial matter last time and won't argue with you about it." Nüwa saw that the people who came were almost all there, so she prepared to get down to business.

  "This time, all of you brothers and sisters have come to my palace, it must be for my ascension to sainthood." Nuwa naturally knew that everyone except for a few from the demon tribe had come here with this purpose in mind. "I will share my experiences and insights on becoming a saint with everyone, and I hope that all of you brothers can gain some understanding, quickly grasp the great Tao of Hongyuan, and achieve the state of chaos." After finishing speaking, she no longer restrained her aura as a saint, and the crowd below was instantly subdued.

  "The Saint is indeed mighty." The crowd couldn't help but be shocked, never having thought that they were so far apart from the Saint. Just the aura alone was almost overwhelming, and if it were that Hong Jun teacher, he would likely be even more formidable. Zhou Cheng also sighed in admiration, thinking that he himself was quite powerful, but now it seemed that being a quasi-saint wasn't enough. The momentum of the Great Dao was ultimately like a vast chasm, separating two sides, and this was probably the difference between a quasi-saint and a true Saint.

  Nüwa said no more, and lightly opened her lips to begin telling of her own enlightenment.

  After an unknown period of time, everyone woke up together, but Nüwa had already stopped preaching.

  "What I have realized has been said, everyone can return to their respective sects now."

  "Princess, we still have words to exchange." It was a few people from the demon tribe.

  "What you are thinking, I already know. In the future, there will be opportunities. The demon clan has something going on, and I won't just stand by and do nothing." Nüwa said as she stood up, intending to send off her guest.

  A few people saw him and then stood up to bid farewell and leave.

  "Senior Brother Zhou Cheng, please stay for a moment."

  Zhou Chengyi stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Nüwa, waiting for her to speak.

  "Big Brother, did little sister not entertain you well? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Nüwa saw that everyone had left and didn't put on the airs of a saint. She composed herself and walked up to Zhou Cheng to ask him.

  "There's something going on at home, I should return early."

  "Elder brother, when I was ascending to sainthood, I borrowed the power of heaven to predict a few things for you. It seems that I got one phrase right." Nuwa said straightforwardly, seeing that Zhou Cheng was like this, and she didn't bother to hold it against him anymore.

  "Huh? Excuse me, sister, what did you just say?"

  "Green lotus becomes sacred, between gain and loss!"

  Zhou Cheng left the palace of Nuwa, and for a long time he couldn't figure out what Nuwa's ambiguous words meant. The sentence "Qinglian becomes a saint" is simple, but the next one is troublesome, who knows what gain or loss it refers to? After thinking for a long time without getting anywhere, suddenly his heart moved, he snapped his fingers and calculated, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "My third disciple has come."

  Zhou Cheng returned to Qingqiu Mountain and invited everyone to his thatched cottage. First, he carefully examined the crowd, and their cultivation had increased quite a bit. However, between Kong Xuan's eyebrows, a hint of sorrow was faintly visible, probably because of how Zhou Cheng had treated him previously.

  "Bai Meng, Bai Lu, do you two know what day today is?" Zhou Cheng asked.

  "Bai Meng, Bai Meng doesn't know, please ask the teacher to redeem his guilt." Bai Meng was sweating profusely, what day is today? On the side, Bai Lu scolded and pinched Bai Meng, making him inhale cold air, but he didn't dare make a sound.

  "It's a good thing the teacher knows, today is indeed the day of the full moon that the teacher mentioned, the day when the thousand-year-old fetus will be born." Bai Lu said with some excitement, although she couldn't feel it herself, but since the teacher had already spoken, it must be today.

  "Ah, good, today is indeed the day my third disciple will be born. You have not given birth yet, but you still need to help your master with one more thing." Zhou Cheng had already calculated that this child was a bit special and needed him to take action to make up for some deficiencies. He immediately stood up, took out the Chaos Return Pen, and walked in front of Bai Lu. He saw him clench his left hand into a fist, with two fingers like a sword, while his right hand held the Chaos Return Pen, drawing an empty yin-yang fish in mid-air. The yin-yang fish slowly rotated, as if it were about to come alive.

  "Take it!!" Zhou Cheng shouted loudly, and instantly a white light shot out from the yin-yang fish, entering Bai Lu's abdomen.

  "Ah!!!!!" Bai Lu let out a miserable cry, her belly growing visibly larger at an alarming rate, scaring Bai Meng into quickly supporting her, while Zhu Yu also rushed over to help hold her up. Kong Xuan and Shi Zhong could only stand by anxiously.

  "Ah, it hurts so much, save me! Ah, I'm going to give birth!" Bai Lu let out a mournful cry and immediately fainted into Bai Meng's arms, her lower body slowly rising up like a round ball. Everyone saw this and didn't know what was happening, all looking at Zhou Cheng together.

  Nothing, this is the original pearl given by my master a thousand years ago. Zhou Cheng said, stretching out two fingers, and made a hollow point at Yuanzhu in the distance. Yuanzhu suddenly burst open, and a little red-haired boy fell out, landing beside Bai Meng's feet.

  "Oh, mother, it hurts." The child was born with spiritual intelligence, hugged Bailu and coquettishly, but Bai Meng was delighted, rubbing his hands repeatedly, calling out "son", "darling son". Zhuyu also caressed him, touching his tender skin.

  "Huh? Is that you?" Zhou Chengyi was shocked when he saw the little kid, it was too coincidental.

  "Who is it?" The woman's heart was always very delicate. As soon as Zhou Cheng opened his mouth, Bai Lu looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

  "Cough cough, as it turns out, he is actually my third disciple." Zhou Cheng said with a quick change of expression.

  "Child, quickly pay respects to the teacher. To thank the teacher for saving his life and accepting him as a disciple." Bailu didn't think much of it, only wanting her son to soon have that title.

  "The little one has seen the master." The red-haired child stood up unsteadily and kowtowed.

  "Haha... Alright, alright. I'll give you the name Baiyun. From now on, you're my third disciple." Zhou Cheng was delighted to see the child's adorable appearance. After all these years, Qingqiu Mountain finally had a new official disciple. And that kid's confused and innocent look was quite endearing.

  "White Cloud sees the teacher."

  Chapter 3

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