Honghuang: I, Huanglong, refine the heavens and do not join the Chan sect

Chapter 172: Nuwa's bottom line, Xihe's request

Ninth Heaven, Heaven.

Emperor Jun, dressed in imperial robes, called Xihe, Donghuang Taiyi, and a group of high-ranking demon clan leaders to discuss the war between wizards and demons.

"The decisive battle between the two races of wizards and liches is coming soon."

"In this battle, life and death are unpredictable. If we win, we will firmly sit on the throne of the co-lord of heaven and earth, monopolize the destiny of the ancient world, and no one will be able to shake us. Even a saint will not dare to plot against us at will."

"If we lose... then everything will be in vain."

"I am the heaven and earth of the heavenly court, but I am also the master of the demon race."

"We have no way back, but the demon tribe still exists."

"I plan to find a way out for the demon tribe when the decisive battle comes. Do you have any suggestions?"

After saying that, Di Jun habitually looked towards Bai Ze's position.

But this time, Bai Ze's seat was empty. After sending Lao Shi to Guixu, Bai Ze was left in Guixu by Huang Long to do some work and never returned to heaven.

From this point, Di Jun could guess what Huang Long wanted to express.

Heaven is in danger!

Unfortunately, as he himself said, they have no way out and can only go all the way to the end. If they win, they will have everything, but if they lose, they will lose everything.

If it was during the time when the human race was facing a great calamity and the calamity clouded Di Jun's mind, he would naturally not care about the lives of the demon race.

As long as he can increase his chances of winning by one point, he will not hesitate at all, even if it means dragging the entire demon race to death.

But now, after seeing the general trend of heaven and earth and understanding the calculations of Tiandao and Hongjun, he would no longer do so.

Even if he really lost in the end, he didn't want everything the demon clan had done to become someone else's wedding dress. He wanted to leave a way out for the demon clan and preserve their bloodline.

"Looking at the whole world, the only one who can provide the demon race with a way out is a saint."

Xihe was silent for a while, then continued:

"Among the six saints of the Heavenly Dao, only Saint Nuwa has some connections with the Heavenly Court. We can try to win her over. However, I am afraid that our demon race's slaughter of humans has already caused the saint to be unhappy. This matter..."

She didn't finish her words, but all the senior executives present knew what she wanted to express.

The human race was created by Nuwa. It was the foundation of Nuwa's philosophy and what Nuwa cared about most. However, 99% of the human race members were slaughtered by the demons.

How could Nuwa protect the demon clan when they did such things?

"I will personally go to Jinxiu Heaven and ask Saint Nuwa for help. We were at fault in this matter. If the Saint refuses to meet us, we cannot complain."

Di Jun sighed helplessly. He knew that there was basically no hope for this matter, but as the leader of the demon clan, he had to take on this responsibility.

He must go to Jinxiutian, and as for the result, he can only leave it to fate.

"Listen to the sky?"

Emperor Jun couldn't help but laugh at himself. Wasn't the massacre of the human race caused by letting heaven do the bidding?

In the end, the demon clan has to bear everything, while the sky is still high above, showing an appearance of justice. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!
From the beginning to the end, there is no so-called impartial way of heaven. There is only selfish way of heaven. Everything that the way of heaven does is just for the operation of the way of heaven and for the perfection of the universe.

As for the sacrifices caused in this process, Heaven will not care at all. This is the fairness of Heaven!

"Besides the Heavenly Saint, there is another person we can fight for."

While Di Jun was making fun of himself, Xihe continued to speak. All the high-ranking demon clan members present guessed what she was going to say next, and began to look forward to it.

If that person is willing to take action, then if the demon clan is really defeated in the future, perhaps some of the demon clan's bloodline can be preserved.

Not only can it prevent the demon clan's bloodline from disappearing from the ancient world, but it can also allow the demon clan to have a better future. However... the relationship between the demon clan and that person is not very good. Would that person really be willing to help?
Seeing the worried looks on the faces of the senior executives, Xihe sighed.

"I think everyone has guessed who I am talking about. That's right, it's Saint Huanglong."

"Empress Pingxin is the ancestor of the witch clan, Hou Tu. Our demon clan and the witch clan are mortal enemies. She is kind to our demon clan by not adding insult to injury. She will definitely not help us."

"But Saint Huanglong is different. His ambitions are even greater, and his sights have always been on the prehistoric world."

"As long as the existence of our demon race is beneficial to the prehistoric world, he will likely lend a helping hand. Even if he only helps a little, it can preserve the bloodline of our demon race, which is also a great help to us."

After hearing Xihe's words, all the demon clan leaders were silent. After a long while, Fuxi said helplessly:
"We all know what the Queen said, but is the existence of our demon race really beneficial to the prehistoric world?"

"According to the secrets revealed by the heavens, the existence of our demon race is to prepare wedding clothes for the human race, and even the witch race is the same."

"In the eyes of Heaven, whether it is the demon race or the witch race, they are just nutrients. They are just nutrients that make the primitive world more perfect and allow the human race to thrive."

"In the eyes of Saint Huanglong, is a race like ours really beneficial to the prehistoric world?"

Although Nuwa left the demon clan after she became a saint, Fuxi, as Nuwa's brother, still learned a lot from her.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the more desperate you become about reality.

As one of the founders of the demon clan, Fuxi does not want to see the demon clan come to an end, but judging from various results, it seems... difficult.

He had also been to Jinxiutian in recent years, hoping to get some useful information from Nuwa.

I don't know whether Nuwa was trying to avoid suspicion or because of the massacre of the human race, but he went to Jinxiutian several times but failed to see Nuwa, and the gate of the Nuwa Palace was always closed.

"I will go to Guixu in person, but I am not sure whether this is feasible."

"I called you all here today to prepare a retreat. Regardless of whether the two saints are willing to help, we also need to make preparations in advance and arrange for your outstanding offspring in advance."

"If the saint is willing to help, send these children away. If not, send them to the rear and try to give them a safer future."

"On the other hand, the war between wizards and liches is imminent. I don't need to say more about this matter. You all understand its importance."

"If we can win, we won't have to worry about these back-up plans, so..."

"Everyone, prepare to fight hard!"

……

After the meeting.

Emperor Jun left the Heaven with many treasures of the demon clan and came to Jinxiutian to ask for an audience with Nuwa.

However, ten years passed and there was no sign of the Nuwa Palace opening. He sighed helplessly and did not think that Nuwa was ruthless.

After all, the demon clan was at fault first. They slaughtered so many human beings. It was because of the causes of the previous day that today's consequences occurred.

It is understandable that Nuwa is unwilling to help.

Even if Nuwa does not remember their friendship and adds insult to injury in the final battle, it is the demon clan's own fault and no one else can be blamed.

However, Di Jun's back as he left seemed a little hunched, not as straight as before.

Under the calculations of heaven, the Emperor of Heaven gradually lost his former dominance.

Little did they know that it was not that Nuwa did not want to meet him, but that it was impossible for them to meet.

The saints of the Heavenly Dao place their primordial spirits in the Heavenly Dao, which is why they have gained their current strength and reached a state where they are immune to all calamities.

However, success or failure is due to the laws of nature.

Although the Heavenly Dao cannot wipe out the Heavenly Dao Saint, it is not too difficult for Hongjun to use the Heavenly Dao's authority to deprive a Heavenly Dao Saint of his power and trap him somewhere.

Inside Jinxiu Palace, Nuwa looked at the black chains on her body and sighed helplessly, the disgust in her eyes becoming more and more obvious.

The great catastrophe of the human race seems to be caused by the demon race, but in fact it is not.

If Nuwa had not been trapped in Jinxiu Palace when Di Jun came to Nuwa Palace to seek advice, and had been able to show up, there would have been hope of preventing the catastrophe for the human race.

Nuwa could even remove the calamity that was obscuring Di Jun's spiritual platform, allowing him to see everything clearly.

Even if the demon clan also declines in the end, they will not fall into the current situation with no way out, and the demon clan also has hope of a better outcome.

In the final analysis, all of this was not the fault of the demon clan itself, but was caused by the way of heaven and Hongjun.

This is the result they want!

After becoming a saint, he lost his freedom. Previously, he was unable to prevent the catastrophe of the human race, and now he can only watch the demon race go down towards decline.

"saint……"

Nuwa smiled contemptuously and looked up at the sky. Her gaze seemed to pass through the infinite space and fall on the Zixiao Palace. Her eyes no longer had the respect of the past.

"I want Fuxi's chance of survival. This is my bottom line. Otherwise... you should find another saint!"

……

Return to the ruins.

Under the guidance of Bai Mi, Xihe came to the Yunyin Taoist Temple and bowed to Huanglong.

But before she could say anything, a ray of moonlight suddenly fell, and Chang Xi, wearing a white dress and with a cool temperament, appeared beside her.

Just a thousand years ago, Xihe was unable to let go of her longing and worry for her son and returned to Taiyin again.

Xihe, who had always been strong, asked Chang Xi for help for the first time, hoping that she could plead for her and let Huang Long take care of Old Ten and the nine Golden Crows who were left with only their souls.

After getting Chang Xi's promise, Xihe just looked towards Guixu, like a sculpture, as if he wanted to see until the end of time, and for a thousand years at a glance.

Even Chang Xi saw Xihe like this for the first time. Perhaps this is the change that only occurs when becoming a mother.

She didn't know what to do, so she could only hug her sister and pat her back.

But it was this extremely gentle movement that caused the usually domineering and strong Xihe to suddenly collapse. She collapsed in Chang Xi's arms, crying bitterly.

For the first time, this high and mighty queen disregarded her image and cried so miserably.

Seeing her usually strong sister now so fragile, Chang Xi felt distressed. But when she thought of her nephews who used to act like a spoiled child to her and were lively and cute, even she, who was usually cold, couldn't help feeling annoyed.

She originally planned to find a time to talk to Huang Long about this matter.

I didn't expect Xihe to come to Guixu today, so I followed him here.

She just hugged Xihe's arm, looked at Huanglong quietly, without saying a word.

Huang Long: ...

I feel a lot of pressure when you are like this...

Huang Long smiled bitterly, looked at Xihe and said:

"Queen of Heaven..."

He glanced at Chang Xi, who had a blank expression on his face, and finally changed his words.

"I already know the purpose of my sister's coming here. I know how to handle this matter. Don't worry, but..."

"This is the trend of heaven and earth. What I can do is very limited. Don't hold out too much hope. You still have to make the necessary sacrifices, otherwise someone will be dissatisfied."

Although Huang Long was prepared, Hongjun had been planning for so many years.

If he dared to go too far, it would mean that he was an enemy of the other party, and they might end up parting on bad terms with both sides suffering. This was not the result he wanted, nor was it the result that anyone wanted to see.

"It is enough to have the saint's words. As long as we can preserve some of the demon race's bloodline, that will be enough."

Xihe breathed a sigh of relief and finally a faint smile appeared on her face.

She knew that as the Queen of Heaven, she could not escape this disaster, but she did not want the demons to be buried with her. She hoped that there would still be traces of the demons in the future.

After hearing Huang Long's words, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the matter was settled.

If someone else had made such a promise, even if the other person was a saint, she would not be as relaxed as she is now.

But Huang Long is different. Looking at what Huang Long has done over the years, he has never failed.

Since he said so, then preserving some of the demon clan's bloodline will naturally not be a problem.

After finishing his business, Xihe hesitated for a moment, but ultimately could not help missing his child and asked softly:

"I wonder how my children are doing?"

"Please rest assured about this matter, sister. They are also my nephews. If I let anything happen to them, Chang Xi will not forgive me."

Huang Long teased with a smile. Chang Xi's pretty face flushed slightly. She pouted and glared at him.

"May I see them, please?"

"..."

Huang Long was silent for a moment and finally shook his head.

"Not yet, but don't worry, they will be fine, I say!"

The existence of the ten little golden crows is related to Huang Long’s next important arrangement. Even Chang Xi was not informed by Huang Long, and the same was true for Xihe.

Even if Xihe would not reveal this matter, Huanglong could not take the risk. Once Hongjun knew about this, many changes would occur.

Seeing this, Xihe no longer insisted. After chatting with Chang Xi for a few words, he said goodbye and left.

……

Time flies.

As the date of the decisive battle between the wizard and the lich draws closer, the calamity energy in various places in the prehistoric world becomes more and more dense, and as time goes by, the calamity energy becomes thicker and thicker, almost covering 90% of the prehistoric world.

A large number of living beings were confused by the evil spirit and became cruel and murderous.

The ancient world was filled with blood and corpses.

When some ancient races saw this situation, they immediately thought of the dragon and phoenix catastrophe. Before the war between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn, the scene of the ancient times was exactly the same as it is now.

Their faces suddenly changed and they immediately closed their doors and ordered all clan members to stay in their territory or the dojo and not leave. If anyone violated the order, they would be expelled from the clan.

Five hundred years later.

For the first time, the demon clan sent its selected descendants to Guixu, and Huang Long arranged them in the sea area west of Guixu.

Six hundred years later.

At Huang Long's suggestion, a group of descendants of the witch clan entered the underworld in the name of helping Niangniang Pingxin maintain the operation of reincarnation.

(End of this chapter)