The Primordial Era, by the coast of the East Sea.
It was quite close to the East Sea, and the sea breeze wafted in, carrying the scent of the ocean. Mighty waves surged and crashed upon the East Sea, a magnificent spectacle.
Surrounded by mountains and forests, the scenery was also exceptionally beautiful. In the current Primordial Era, where the conflict between Wu and Yao was escalating, this place was a rare blessed land.
However, traces of living beings were scarce. Looking around, there were only two beings, a man and a woman, one standing and one sitting.
Neither of them was in the mood to admire the scenery. The woman sitting on the ground, looking at the scattered human figures on the ground, frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment, and a faint sadness emanated from her entire being.
Seeing the woman in such a state, the man standing behind her could not bear it and began to comfort her.
"Sister Nuwa, if it doesn't work out, then so be it. We can travel the Primordial Era again and search for your path to sainthood elsewhere."
This woman was none other than Nuwa, and the man who spoke was, of course, Nuwa's elder brother, Fuxi.
Ever since the third sermon at Zixiao Palace concluded, they had been wandering the Primordial Era for an unknown duration, all to help Nuwa find her opportunity for sainthood and achieve the status of a Saint.
However, things had not gone as planned. They had visited countless places and wasted endless time, yet they had found nothing.
Hearing her elder brother Fuxi's words, Nuwa shook her head.
"Brother, I feel that this coast of the East Sea is where I am destined to become a Saint."
Nuwa spoke, pointing to the scattered human figures on the ground, her eyes filled with determination.
"Although this may seem like folly, I have a strong feeling that this is the opportunity for me to achieve sainthood!"
Fuxi heard this and shook his head, sighing incessantly.
Nuwa had said similar words countless years ago.
After their fruitless travels throughout the Primordial Era, they had arrived at the coast of the East Sea, and Nuwa had confidently spoken these words.
As a result, his sister had used herself as a model and sculpted human figures from clay.
How much time had passed since then? Apart from wasting time, not even a hint of success had been seen.
A wave surged forward, and the human figures on the ground were immediately swept away, becoming unrecognizable.
Seeing this, Fuxi could no longer hold back.
"Sister, why don't we go somewhere else? Continuing this charade is merely a waste of time."
"Brother, why can't you understand what I'm saying?"
Nuwa looked up at Fuxi, quite disappointed. It was one thing for others not to understand, but for her own brother not to?
"I truly sense it, this is the place where I will become a Saint, and this is the opportunity to achieve sainthood!"
As Nuwa spoke, she immediately channeled a burst of magical power onto a relatively intact human figure. The human figure, imbued with magical power, began to glow and, as if coming to life, started to move and dance.
Fuxi shook his head. Although these human figures, created through the manipulation of nature, could be infused with magical power to grant them temporary life, it was only for a short while.
Indeed, once the magical power was depleted, the human figure collapsed back to the ground, becoming a cold clay statue once more.
"Sister, that's enough. Stop this foolishness. Let's go somewhere else, I'll accompany you!"
Fuxi spoke again, not wanting Nuwa to waste any more time, but Nuwa still refused to give up.
"Brother, I believe my intuition is correct. We are just missing something!"
"Alright, I believe you. But perhaps the opportunity lies elsewhere. Don't be too stubborn and waste time and chances!"
Fuxi's tone gradually became more stern. Seeing Fuxi insisting that she leave, Nuwa became increasingly displeased and pouted, unwilling to speak.
She knew Fuxi meant well, but she truly felt her intuition was right. This would surely allow her to achieve sainthood, if only she could find what was missing!
Just as Fuxi and Nuwa were at an impasse, a voice echoed.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, your idea is not wrong. You are indeed missing something!"
"Fellow Daoist Xu Fang!"
The voice that rang out filled both Fuxi and Nuwa with surprise and delight. It was indeed Xu Fang's voice!
They looked up in unison, following the sound, but found no sign of Xu Fang. Instead, above them, a colossal entity had appeared, blocking out the sky, exuding an imposing aura.
"Treasure Distribution Rock?"
Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged glances. This treasure resembled the Treasure Distribution Rock, but it was different, leaving them uncertain and looking at the similar treasure with confusion.
Xu Fang's figure appeared on it, along with Golden-winged Great Peng and Duobao Daoist, who also poked their heads out.
"Haha! It's been a while, I've missed you all!"
Xu Fang greeted them and then flew down, landing before Fuxi and Nuwa.
"It really is Fellow Daoist Xu Fang!"
"Is this really the Treasure Distribution Rock?"
Fuxi and Nuwa looked at Xu Fang, then at the Treasure Distribution Rock, wondering why Xu Fang had modified the Treasure Distribution Rock to this extent, making them hesitant to recognize him earlier.
Before they could ask, Xu Fang waved his hand, cutting off their words, and said.
"Alright, these are trivial matters. We can discuss them later."
Xu Fang had no time to chat with Fuxi and Nuwa. He already knew what was going on from the various magical treasures of Fuxi and Nuwa.
He had to hurry, or else if that person from Zixiao Palace had already instructed Nuwa, he would lose his chance!
Therefore, Xu Fang looked at Nuwa and got straight to the point.
"I overheard just now. Fellow Daoist Nuwa believes this place is where you will achieve sainthood, and this matter is your opportunity, but you feel something is missing, is that correct?"
"Precisely. Please, Fellow Daoist Xu Fang, help persuade my sister to stop wasting time."
Fuxi interjected, pleading with Xu Fang, naturally not wanting Nuwa to waste any more time.
However, when Xu Fang heard this, he waved his hand and shook his head repeatedly.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you are mistaken this time. I believe Fellow Daoist Nuwa's intuition is sound."
"Since we have this fated encounter, I will help Fellow Daoist Nuwa seize this opportunity for sainthood!"
Upon hearing Xu Fang's words, Nuwa's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed joyfully.
"Fellow Daoist Xu Fang understands me. Unlike some elder brothers who only urge me to leave!"
Nuwa said, casting a resentful glance at Fuxi.
Fuxi was speechless. You can just call me by name, why the veiled criticism?
He looked at Xu Fang and shook his head repeatedly.
He thought you would come and persuade my foolish sister, but it turns out you're going to be foolish with her!
Before Fuxi could speak, Nuwa spoke first.
"Fellow Daoist Xu Fang, by saying that, do you have some idea?"
Xu Fang was always full of brilliant ideas. If he dared to affirm her idea now, perhaps he could truly help her!
"Of course. I came precisely for this, to aid Fellow Daoist Nuwa in her path!"
Xu Fang smiled. How could he refuse such a good opportunity to gain some merit while returning home!