Capítulo 791: Chapter 478: Human Dao Merits
Taiching Laozi saw Emperor Jun of the Demon Clan making such a decisive move. As one of the three Saints worshipped by the Human Clan, he naturally could not fall behind, for the Human Clan was the foundation of his path to enlightenment.
As soon as the words of the Taiching Saint fell, a strand of the Human Sect’s Qi energy fell into the hands of that Innate Taoist Body, merging into the vast sea of qi energy.
Since the Taiching Saint had already set an example, Yu Qing Yuan Shi and Shang Qing Tong Tian naturally had to follow.
The two made no comments or hesitations. With a thought, a strand of Qi energy from the Chan Sect and Jie Sect merged into the vast sea of qi energy.
This small loss of Qi energy would not affect the foundations of their sects, and its impact would be negligible.
At this moment, Emperor Fengdu and Ping Xin exchanged glances and both nodded.
Emperor Fengdu needed various connections with the Human Clan to derive Innate Spirit Ghosts. Although it had started to show results, it had not yet reached a satisfactory level.
This strand of Qi energy, the Netherworld should also contribute.
As for Ping Xin, she always felt that the Human Clan was a race favored by the Father God; otherwise, she couldn’t understand why the Human Clan possessed so many traits absent in other races. Thıs text ıs hosted at novel·fire.net
With the existence of Pangu Father God, it was merely a strand of Qi energy from the Netherworld.
With a casual wave of his hand, Emperor Fengdu released a strand of Qi energy from the Netherworld into the hands of the Human Clan’s Qi energy.
Suddenly, Ping Xin seemed to remember something, and with a thought, a strand of Qi energy from the Witch Clan also fell into the hands of the Human Clan’s Qi energy.
If the Netherworld was due to various reasons, the Witch Clan, like other races and forces in the Primordial times, strengthened alongside the increase of the Human Clan’s qi energy.
However, being in the Netherworld, with a Saint overseeing, the Human Clan’s Qi energy did not draw from the Witch Clan when collecting qi energy.
Within the Witch Clan, Wu Xian seemed to sense something, but did not probe further.
They did not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, only the Body Law and soul, and were not so sensitive to the perception of their race’s qi energy.
At this moment, Zhun Ti and Jie Yin Saints exchanged glances, with Jie Yin Saint still looking sorrowful, eyes full of compassion.
Zhun Ti Saint’s expression was rather helpless.
This strand of Qi energy was indeed small and wouldn’t affect Buddhism much, but even a little was still the Qi energy of Buddhism, which he was reluctant to give.
The Demon Emperor and Taiching Laozi, being Saints worshipped by the Human Clan, naturally gave willingly.
The Three Pure Ones, with Laozi as the leader, followed suit.
These actions, Zhun Ti Saint could understand.
But why should the Netherworld, a resting place for the dead, also contribute a strand of Qi energy?
And proactively at that; he truly couldn’t comprehend it.
If those Saints united, even if they didn’t offer Fu Xi qi energy, what difference would it make?
The two Western Saints exchanged glances and did not give a result.
Zhun Ti Saint’s gaze involuntarily fell on the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou. Among the Saint-led forces, only the Demon Realm and Buddhism had yet to decide.
Seeing this, Jie Yin Saint sighed softly in his heart but did not stop Zhun Ti Saint’s actions.
The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou naturally felt Zhun Ti Saint’s gaze. His expression was stern, and without a word, he waved, letting a strand of Demon Realm’s Qi energy fall into the hands of the Human Clan’s Qi energy.
Zhun Ti Saint’s heart, once anxious, finally settled, as he looked again at his brother Jie Yin Saint, who with sorrowful expression, gently nodded.
Zhun Ti Saint, with a thought, let a strand of Buddhism’s Qi energy fall into the hands of the Human Clan’s Qi energy.
The many beings present, seeing the Saints willing to offer a strand of qi energy, didn’t fret over the strand taken from their own races or forces.
After all, losing this strand of qi energy had negligible impact on their races or forces.
But even reclaiming this strand of Qi energy would not only offend Saint Fu Xi but also the Human Clan.
The present Human Clan was not something they could contend with.
Fu Xi stood atop the high platform, feeling the numerous types of qi energy in the Human Clan’s hands, and said calmly,
“Thanks to all fellow Daoists.”
Then Fu Xi, with a thought, let the tightly grasped Qi energy in the Human Clan’s hand unfold, with strands of Qi energy emerging and gently flowing into that fusion of the numerous Saint fruits of Fu Xi.
As strands of Qi energy merged, Fu Xi felt the growth of the Saint’s fruit, gradually approaching completion.
Of course, it was merely close to perfection, for Fu Xi could not achieve true perfection.
These strands of Qi energy were not intertwined or entangled but truly integrated into the Saint’s fruit, becoming part of it, never to separate again.
The qi energy on Fu Xi’s body was the same.
This was not Saint by one’s own path, but by borrowing qi energy, naturally, there was a price to pay.
With the final strand of Qi energy completely merging into the Saint’s fruit, the fused qi energy, or the Saint’s fruit, burst with radiance, slowly settling into Fu Xi’s body.
In an instant, a more imposing Saint’s pressure emanated from Fu Xi, rapidly spreading from the high platform outwards.
From the Human Clan Ancestral Land to all Primordial beings, all could feel the presence of this Saint’s pressure.
Feeling this pressure, except for the Saints, all other Primordial beings rose and bowed in respect.