PNB Chapter 8 Nuwa
Chapter 8 Nuwa
Life and death speed!
Yao Ji has entered Guanjiang Estuary and is less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to reach the Yang residence.
At this moment, Yang Jiao, who was still tightly holding Qiongzhi and rushing home, had her heart in her throat and kept muttering:
"Faster, fly faster!"
If she gets home later than Yao Ji, the consequences will be more than a one-year-old girl like her can handle. The most important thing is that her delicate little bottom can't take a beating.
On his way home from school, Yang Tianyou felt a blur pass by and smelled a familiar milky scent. He tightened his clothes and looked towards home, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
"I wonder if my daughter was well-behaved today..."
Xiao Yangjiao hurried along, but she still caught sight of Yao Ji walking into the mansion gate halfway there.
In the blink of an eye, she made a quick decision, turned around, and sped off toward the backyard.
As if sensing her little master's anxiety, the jade branch in her arms flew back at lightning speed and suddenly swooped down to the ground.
It sizzled and sparked the moment it hit the ground.
The little boy scrambled into the study, not forgetting to put the jade branch back into his ear with his hands behind his back.
Almost at the same moment, Yao Ji slowly pushed open the door to the study.
The setting sun cast a golden glow through the window frame onto the daughter, whose hair was disheveled and who was covered in sweat.
"At the beginning of life, people are inherently good..." A childish and clear voice rang out as little Yang Jiao sat at the table, swaying her head.
"The book is upside down."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yangjiao was taken aback at first, then took a deep breath, tried her best to remain calm, straightened the book without changing her expression, and continued reading:
"Human nature is similar, but habits differ greatly..."
Oh.
Yao Ji, dressed in a light purple dress, leaned gracefully against the door frame and said with a serious expression, "Come here."
She panicked immediately, jumped off the chair, covered her bottom tightly with both hands, and shuffled over to Yao Ji.
"He's always acting like a mischievous monkey."
Yao Ji shook her head helplessly and gently patted her little bottom twice.
Xiao Yangjiao knew that Yao Ji wasn't really angry. With that much force, she couldn't even brush the dust off her clothes. So she immediately took advantage of the situation and wrapped her arms around Yao Ji's neck, wriggling around in her arms like a caterpillar.
"Where did Mother go again? Did she bring back anything fun for Jiao'er?"
At this, Yao Ji's faint smile faded slightly. She gently stroked her daughter's exquisitely styled hair and whispered:
"I've been quite busy lately, and I probably won't be able to put my Jiao'er to sleep for a while. But tomorrow, I'll take you somewhere."
Today, she finally found the three-headed dragon. After a fierce battle, Yao Ji pierced the three-headed dragon through with her sword, but at that moment it suddenly transformed into a dragon and escaped.
Yao Ji couldn't catch up and had to return first.
He was also afraid that the three-headed dragon would find Yangjia Village and seek revenge. As long as he settled them down first, he would have no worries. Then he could find the wounded three-headed dragon and kill it in one blow, eliminating any future troubles!
"Going outside the mouth of the Guanjiang River?"
"Ah."
Yao Ji replied absentmindedly, a hint of worry showing in her eyes.
Xiao Yangjiao saw this and felt a sense of unease. Throughout the year, Yao Ji had never forgotten her mission to descend to the mortal realm, and whenever she had time, she would search for the Three-Headed Flood Dragon.
It seems they've found the three-headed dragon.
With a heart full of trepidation, Xiao Yangjiao tossed and turned in bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.
As dawn broke, a crowing bird awakened all the creatures in the village.
Yang Tianyou watched his wife dress their daughter and said with concern, "Don't worry, go and do your business. I'll take good care of Jiao'er."
He was just a mortal and couldn't help Yao Ji in any way, but at least he wouldn't be a burden to her.
As she buttoned the last button for her daughter, Yao Ji stood up and hugged Yang Tianyou, whispering in his ear, "Once I retrieve the Demon-Binding Rope, I will send Jiao'er back."
"Wait for you."
"Wait for me too!"
Standing behind the two, Xiao Yangjiao pouted in dissatisfaction. They were all family, so why didn't they wait for her?
The couple's worries turned to joy, and they both squatted down in front of her, smiling indulgently.
"Okay, Daddy has bought candied hawthorns and is waiting for you to come back."
Yao Ji held her daughter's little hand, and as soon as she stepped out the door, she turned into a purple light and disappeared from the spot.
About an hour later, they arrived at a dilapidated Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple looked extremely dilapidated and decayed, as if it had been eroded by the long years and had been neglected.
The walls were mottled and peeling, the bricks and stones were broken, the roof was also damaged in many places, and the surroundings were covered with dense spider webs. Thick dust piled up like mountains, almost covering the original appearance of the ground, so that every step left a deep footprint.
She raised her head with suspicion, her gaze falling on the tall statue above the main hall.
However, due to the passage of time and the obscuring of dust, she was unable to clearly identify which deity it was.
So, she turned to her mother beside her, puzzled, and asked:
"Mother, who is enshrined here?"
Yao Ji dusted the altar clean with her bare hands before sighing, "Goddess Nuwa."
As one of the creator goddesses, Nuwa holds an incomparably revered position and should be worshipped by all people, with incense burning continuously.
It is truly puzzling that the Taoist temple dedicated to the goddess Nuwa is so dilapidated and desolate.
Moreover, as Yao Ji, she was qualified to visit Nuwa's palace, so why would she come to such a dilapidated Taoist temple?
Just as Xiao Yangjiao was filled with questions, the system suddenly issued a notification:
[Congratulations, host, you have successfully arrived at the Nuwa Temple. You are now given the following task: Do not use magic to clean the Nuwa statue. Upon completion of the task, you will receive 1 token.]
Upon hearing the word "token," Xiao Yangjiao immediately perked up.
You should know that the ordinary tasks you receive on a regular basis usually only give you fragments at most.
This time, she was able to obtain a complete token directly, which shows that Nuwa's status is indeed extraordinary. Thinking of this, she immediately climbed onto the altar with both hands and feet, and stood on tiptoe to try to reach the spider web above.
"Yang Jiao! Get down!"
When Yao Ji turned around, she saw her daughter climb up to the statue of the goddess Nuwa and call her by her full name for the first time.
"You're being incredibly disobedient! This is blasphemy against the idol!"
She had barely finished speaking when she saw her daughter looking at her with a wronged expression, her head covered in dust and cobwebs, looking filthy, and saying:
"I want to clean the goddess Nuwa."
"This is a magical illusion set up by the goddess Nuwa, and you can't erase it..."
Before Yao Ji could finish speaking, she saw Xiao Yang Jiao's delicate little hand gently brush across the face of the statue.
In an instant, the previously blurry facial features gradually became clear, the statue's compassionate eyes slightly lifted, and a faint smile appeared on its lips.
The next instant, the entire Taoist temple began to tremble violently, and dust, like debris, fell from the sky.
Yang Jiao stumbled, lost her balance, and fell straight to the ground. However, she landed squarely in the embrace of the statue, nestled comfortably in the arms of the goddess Nuwa.
【Ding. 】
[Congratulations, host, for successfully cleaning the Nuwa statue. Reward: 1 token.]
"Your Majesty..." Yao Ji murmured, her gaze then being drawn to the demon-binding rope that suddenly appeared in her daughter's hand.
Her eyes instantly became incredibly intense, and she was filled with overwhelming excitement.
It was no easy feat for her to find this Taoist temple that suppressed the demon-binding rope. A thousand years ago, the goddess Nuwa had killed a nine-clawed black dragon, and then extracted its tendons and spent a lot of effort refining them into the demon-binding rope. This rope is extremely powerful and can bind all demons!
Unfortunately, after a great battle, although the Demon-Binding Rope lost its powerful abilities, the aura it left behind was still enough to make those dragon-like demon beasts tremble with fear and tremble at the mere mention of its name.
That is why Yao Ji was so determined to obtain the Demon-Binding Rope.
Even if he can't be by his daughter's side all the time in the future, with the protection of this demon-binding rope, he'll surely be able to keep her safe and sound.
"Is it fate?" Yao Ji murmured to herself, unable to conceal the shock deep within her heart.
While the seemingly coincidental event during the baby's first birthday celebration could be explained, obtaining the demon-binding rope so easily this time is truly baffling.
Could their daughter truly possess such extraordinary abilities? However, the more remarkable Yang Jiao's talents and abilities became, the greater the crisis facing their family grew...
Thinking of this, Yao Ji couldn't help but sigh. She would rather her daughter be an ordinary person who could live a carefree and healthy life.
Her thoughts were a jumbled mess, a complex mix of emotions weighing heavily on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
Her mind was in turmoil, and the complex emotions weighed heavily on Yao Ji. She just wanted to get back as soon as possible, so she beckoned to Yang Jiao and said, "Come down quickly, we should go back."
"No, wait a little longer."
At this point, how could Xiao Yangjiao possibly leave?
That system was being so generous for once, it would be an injustice if she didn't take advantage of it!
The mission only mentioned cleaning up the statues of Nuwa, but besides the tallest and most magnificent statue in the very center, there are ten statues of Nuwa in different poses on each side.
Not daring to delay for even a moment, Xiao Yangjiao quickly climbed down from under the Nuwa statue, lifted her clothes, and focused intently on wiping the other stone statues.
The small figure busied herself moving back and forth among the many statues, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, mingling with the flying dust and quickly turning her into a mud doll.
"Let me help you."
Since it was about cleaning the statues, Yao Ji had no reason to refuse her. Just as she was about to help, Xiao Yang Jiao jumped up.
He shoved the demon-binding rope into Yao Ji's hand and pointed to the threshold, saying, "Go sit there and play. I'll be done wiping soon."
[Ding, it has been detected that the host has wiped the bluestone statue clean. Reward: 1 token.]
[Ding, it has been detected that the host has cleaned the Snake Goddess statue. Reward: 1 token.]
[Ding, detection has been made that the host has cleaned the dragon head gazing at the sky statue. Reward...]
The system beeped a full twenty-one times before finally stopping.
She looked around, still wanting more, but finding no other stone statues, she stood before Yao Ji, her face as if she had rolled in a mud pit, and smugly reached out to grab her mother's skirt.
I touched it slightly, and a black mark of five fingers appeared on it.
"Twenty-one tokens!" Xiao Yangjiao looked down and counted her reserves on her fingers. She still had two tokens left over from the last mission, so she was now rich enough to have twenty-three tokens!
You can even have a 10-pull and play it twice!
"What are you muttering about?" Yao Ji calmly pulled out her skirt, took a deep breath, and forced herself to look away from the stains on her body.
"He didn't speak."
She covered her mouth, leaving dark finger marks on her face.
Looking at the newly renovated Nuwa Temple, she couldn't wait to summon the system, her fingers rapidly tapping across the page while she muttered incantations:
"Quickly do ten consecutive pulls!"
"May the Goddess Nuwa bless me so I can draw a big prize!"
Before we leave the Nuwa Temple, let's borrow some good fortune.
Ten tokens flew out in an orderly fashion like shooting stars, spinning rapidly in the air.
Just a second later, they came to a steady stop in front of Xiao Yangjiao, turning into shimmering fragments.
The system notification tone then sounded:
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained 3 fragments of the Three-Headed Dragon, 2 fragments of Nezha, and 5 fragments of the Fuxi Divine Echo.]
I don't know if it's because I really drew something good from the Nuwa Temple or because I had accumulated 1,100 years of merit beforehand and improved my luck, but I even managed to draw a fragment of Nezha!
Furthermore, there are now eleven fragments of the Three-Headed Dragon in the system!
Huh?
What exactly is Fuxi Shentianxiang?
Never heard of that. Giving five fragments at once? It must be something bad. Let it gather dust in the resource pool!
However, at the very moment that Xiao Yangjiao drew the 'Fuxi Divine Echo' fragment.
……
But they didn't know that beyond the distant Thirty-Three Heavens...
Clang~~
A melodious and pleasant zither tune rang out from the Nuwa Palace.
Nuwa gazed at the Fuxi Qin (a type of zither), her eyes gradually welling up with tears that streamed down her cheeks.
"For countless millennia, my brother's zither... has actually started playing..."
My gaze involuntarily reflected the image of the little girl diligently washing herself in the Nuwa Temple.
Is it because of her?