The Sages' Conference ended on a bad note.
After all, without the pressure of the two Senior Brothers, Most High and Minghe, it was difficult for the Sages to come up with a definite result.
In the end, the Sages returned to their own Taoist temples. As for whether to send their disciples to work in the Heavenly Court, it was up to them to decide.
After returning to his Taoist temple, Tongtian directly informed his disciples of the reestablishment of the Heavenly Court and asked if any of them were willing to work in the Heavenly Court.
After a series of inquiries, there were twenty to thirty Demon cultivators with poor aptitude and poor fortune who chose this path. For them, although they would be restricted by a position in the Heavenly Court, they could enjoy the blessing of the Heavenly Court, which was not necessarily a bad way out.
Tongtian did not object to the choice of his disciples. After receiving a definite answer, he nodded and agreed. After giving them some cultivation resources, he sent them to the Heavenly Court.
At least some disciples of Tongtian were willing to work in the Heavenly Court. As for the disciples of Yuanshi and Zhenyuanzi, no one responded.
Although the Divine Path had the blessing of the Heavenly Court, how could they live a carefree life in the Immortal Path? As for the disciples of the Sages, as long as their aptitude was not bad, they did not care about the position in the Heavenly Court at all. It could even be said that they scoffed at it.
Since their disciples were unwilling, Yuanshi, Zhenyuanzi, and the others naturally would not force them, and the matter was left unsettled.
However, Nüwa, who did not have any disciples, returned to Emperor NvWa's Palace with a heavy heart, as if there was something in her heart that she could not make up her mind at the moment.
"Welcome back, Your Highness!" The fairy on duty at the gate of Emperor NvWa's Palace said while kneeling. Seeing Nüwa frown, she could not help but feel a little scared.
After entering the inner hall of Emperor NvWa's Palace, Nüwa waved her hand, and an illusory real spirit immediately rolled out. It lay on the ground with a dispirited face, as if it were half-dead.
This figure was Donghuang Taiyi, who had died in the Great Tribulation of Witchcraft and Demons.
"Donghuang, the explosion of Pangu's Real Body is too powerful. Even though I am a Sage, I can barely save your real spirit. As for the other Demon Tribes, I can't do anything." Nüwa sat on the cloud platform and looked at the motionless Donghuang Taiyi.
"I'm well aware of this as well. I can't blame you for this!"
The current Donghuang Taiyi was no longer as dignified and domineering as before. His face was filled with dejection, and he no longer had any fighting spirit.
"Your true spirit has been severely injured. If you don't reincarnate in time, you'll be assimilated by the Untainted Land. You'd better make a choice as soon as possible, whether you want to reincarnate or be assimilated by the Untainted Land!"
Tai Yi looked like he had nothing left to live for. He lay on the ground lazily, not even bothering to raise his head.
"My elder brother is dead, and so are my nephews. The Golden Crow Clan is completely extinct. Even if I enter the cycle of reincarnation, what's the point?"
"Besides, the Six Paths of Reincarnation is Hou Tu's territory. In the war between the shamans and the demons, his brothers were all killed. If I enter the reincarnation cycle, I will never be able to rise again!"
"In that case, let me return to the Untainted Land. Perhaps after I die, I can still see Father Pangu, who gave me life!"
Taiyi chuckled and allowed his True Spirit to disperse. He didn't care about his own life or death.
"Actually, your Golden Crow Clan isn't completely extinct yet!"
"Hmm?" Taiyi immediately sat up. His eyes were filled with color. "Who is it? Who's still alive?"
"As you know, of your elder brother's ten Golden Crow Princes, only Little Ten is closest to me. Before the final battle between the shamans and demons, Little Ten came to my palace to say goodbye, but I kept him!"
As they spoke, outside the Snail Palace, Nuwa's mount, the five-colored phoenix, walked into the hall with a young man in a golden robe.
"Little Ten, it's you. You're still alive … Haha, good. The Golden Crow Clan finally has a descendant!"
"Uncle!"
The tenth prince's face was covered in tears. He seemed to have learned about Taiyi's situation from Nüwa. He just knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch his uncle, who had loved him since he was young, die bit by bit.
"Empress, is there really no way to save uncle's life?"
Nüwa sighed. "Although I'm a Saint, I'm not as omnipotent as a Taoist Ancestor. I might have a way to save your uncle's True Spirit, but I can't preserve his consciousness! This … is actually meaningless. "
"Empress, I beg you. Save uncle. Even if he doesn't have consciousness, it's still possible to preserve his True Spirit. At least, when I see uncle, Little Ten can still feel that he has family by his side. He won't be alone and helpless!"
Nüwa was silent for a while. She looked at Taiyi with a pained expression. "Taiyi, I once obtained a connate gourd at the top of Kunlun Mountain. It's called the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.
"If this gourd is refined with the True Spirit of a Great Divine Master, it can be refined into an Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. If you don't have a supreme treasure to protect you, the flying knife can slay any True Spirit below a Saint!
"Are you willing to have your consciousness wiped out, your True Spirit turned into pure essence, refined into the body of the flying knife, and become Little Ten's protective supreme treasure in the future?"
Hearing this, Little Ten suddenly turned around. "Empress, is there no other way? Do I have to turn into the body of the flying knife? "
"Haha, Little Ten, don't be sad. Uncle was originally destined to die. Now that I can still contribute to the last bloodline of the Golden Crow after death, I'm already very satisfied!"
Taiyi laughed heartily. After standing up, he looked at Nüwa with extreme indifference. "Empress, please cast the spell!"
Nüwa sighed softly. She waved her left hand and a vermillion gourd appeared in front of her. Then, in front of the Tenth Prince, she pointed at Taiyi. Taiyi immediately turned into a ball of True Spirit essence, constantly changing shape. Finally, it turned into the shape of a flying knife and shot into the gourd.
Seeing this, Nüwa pointed again. The gourd spun and dense purple gas came out of the mouth of the gourd. In the purple gas, the image of Taiyi vaguely appeared.
At this point, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was refined!
This supreme treasure refined by the True Spirit of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Connate Gourd would definitely spread throughout the Untainted Land in the future. It would become a great killing weapon in the Untainted Land.
"Uncle!"
The Tenth Prince hugged the vermillion gourd and could not stop his tears. Seeing this, Nüwa could not bear to see him cry.
"Little Ten, what do you plan to do in the future? Now that your identity is very sensitive, many Great Mediums and even some Saints in the Untainted Land want you to die. Why don't you always stay in my Snail Palace? "
"No!" The Tenth Prince shook his head. "Although the Demon Race has declined after the war, there are still some remaining Demon Cultivators hiding everywhere. As the Demon Race's Crown Prince, I have the responsibility to save them!"
"In that case, go to the Heavenly Court and work there!" Nüwa looked deeply at the Tenth Prince and pointed out the path for him. "Today, the Heavenly Court has been rebuilt. The current Emperor of Heaven is the son of Haotian Tao Ancestor. His status is indescribably high. If you work under him, even Saints will not dare to casually scheme against you!"
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