Chapter 825 - 828: Saint Nuwa

"What? You all know a high person?" Yang Tianzi was taken aback.

A high person, such a being, is not someone you can meet just by wanting to.

Unexpectedly, Master Li the Fortune Teller said he met one, and Mr. Crocodile said he knew another?

"I think the high person I know is even better." Mr. Crocodile said with great confidence.

"Is that so?" Yang Tianzi looked at Mr. Crocodile, who was so certain, and was very curious about the high person who had created the Art of Blood Refinement.

The Art of Blood Refinement, there was no rumor of anyone having created it.

That senior indeed created it.

Truly a high person.

"Nonsense. That Ancestor of Blood Refinement cannot compare with the young gentleman I know." Master Li the Fortune Teller was somewhat angry, not believing Mr. Wu Tian would lose to anyone.

In Master Li the Fortune Teller’s heart, Mr. Wu Tian held significant status. No one else could see what was going on with Princess Miaoshan,

Yet Mr. Wu Tian knew.

What is a high person?

In the eyes of Master Li the Fortune Teller, this is a high person.

Others?

Are just deceivers with some strength.

"Heh, Master Li the Fortune Teller, though your origins are extraordinary, the high person I know is the Ancestor of Blood Refinement, unlike the person you know." Mr. Crocodile was displeased by Master Li the Fortune Teller’s words, shaking his head as he said: "Do you dare say the young gentleman you know, what is his name? So young, yet called a high person?"

Yang Tianzi, the disciples of the sect, nodded, being so young, could he really be formidable?

Generally, young people’s knowledge and experience are hard to compare with those of seniors.

"Heh, why wouldn’t I dare say it. Compared to the Ancestor of Blood Refinement you know, the young gentleman I know is like fireflies compared to the sun and moon." Master Li the Fortune Teller retorted,

"Nonsense." Mr. Crocodile couldn’t hold back his anger,

Why did he admire the Ancestor of Blood Refinement?

Because he himself was a Blood Refiner, and only the Ancestor of Blood Refinement knew his identity.

Speaking ill of the Ancestor of Blood Refinement, to Mr. Crocodile, was like secretly slandering one’s ancestors.

"You are so confident in the young gentleman you admire, then tell me, who exactly is that person?" Mr. Crocodile suddenly smiled and said: "In today’s Three Realms, the name of the Ancestor of Blood Refinement is well-known, could the young gentleman you speak of be an unknown junior?"

"Would he be an unknown junior? His name in the Three Realms would frighten to death when spoken." Master Li the Fortune Teller, also furious, said: "Listen carefully, his name is Wu Tian, tell me, is he an unknown junior?"

"Wu Tian!" Hearing this name, Mr. Crocodile trembled all over, absentmindedly mumbling: "It’s him? The person you speak of is him?"

Seeing Mr. Crocodile’s change in attitude, Master Li the Fortune Teller was very satisfied.

Yet the next moment, Mr. Crocodile hesitated, shook his head, and said: "Mr. Wu Tian, skilled in the Martial Path, but as for other aspects, I’ve never heard of any extraordinary achievements. Letting him look at Miss Xiu’er’s situation? Might he find nothing?"

Wu Tian’s expertise in physiognomy was a matter unknown to outsiders, known only to a few such as Master Li the Fortune Teller.

Mr. Crocodile chuckled and said: "Still, the Ancestor of Blood Refinement, with his extensive knowledge, seems all-knowing, a real high person like this senior."

"You..." Master Li the Fortune Teller was infuriated, he didn’t believe the Ancestor of Blood Refinement could be better than his Mr. Wu Tian.

He snorted coldly: "I’m going to see just who this Ancestor of Blood Refinement really is, and if he’s all talk and no substance."

Miaoshan too said: "Take me along, I’m quite curious."

"Alright." Mr. Crocodile nodded, believing strongly that his Ancestor of Blood Refinement was truly remarkable.

Seeing this, Yang Tianzi clasped his hands and said: "Then please go and see if the senior who created the Art of Blood Refinement genuinely has true skill."

Master Li the Fortune Teller and Miaoshan nodded.

Yang Tianzi couldn’t leave the sect, to prevent any changes from happening!

Additionally, if he went to find the Ancestor of Blood Refinement and discovered he was a fraud,

The story of his long journey would make people laugh.

He could only let Master Li the Fortune Teller and Miaoshan make the trip.

Master Li the Fortune Teller, Miaoshan, had a liking for Wu Tian.

But regarding the Ancestor of Blood Refinement, they held a skeptical attitude.

Doubting he was an old fraud.

Especially Master Li the Fortune Teller, wanting to expose the Ancestor of Blood Refinement as a fraud, he wanted everyone to know that Mr. Wu Tian was the real high person.

... In the quadrangle courtyard, which was within the Blood Refiners Guild, Wu Tian could never have imagined this kind of thing happening to him.

The supporters of the "Wu Tian" identity wanted to unveil his other identity, the "Ancestor of Blood Refinement," as a fake.

This kind of event, no matter how great Wu Tian’s imagination, he could not have envisioned.

At this moment, it was midday.

Wu Tian figured his daughter should wake by now, seeing that Lao Huang hadn’t arrived, Wu Tian said: "I’ll leave for now. If anyone comes, let them wait."

"Yes." Bo Gu and Meng Tian nodded.

With the Ancestor of Blood Refinement, no matter who comes, both now had the confidence to converse as equals.

Having gone through the events with Ling Tian, Lü Baicha, and others, Bo Gu and Meng Tian knew. Now the Blood Refiners no longer sought out people, but people sought out Blood Refiners.

Wu Tian nodded, took off the mask, and left the Blood Refiners Guild. Returning to the royal palace, what was the outcome? The little one was still sleeping,

Wu Tian was amazed.

But after a while, he felt this was quite normal.

Who hasn’t slept until noon sometime?

Feeling bored, Wu Tian could only enter the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House,

Huáng Emperor’s Palace, resplendent in gold and jade, had a Dao aura, Wu Tian had searched here before, but found no Magical Treasure.

This was frustrating.

He couldn’t believe that in the vast Huáng Emperor’s Palace, Lady Nuwa’s Dao venue, there would be no Magical Treasures?

Who is Nuwa?

Probably no one in the world didn’t know!

Nuwa created humans,

Nuwa smelted stones to mend the heavens!

These stories were known to everyone in Earth City.

Thinking it over, Wu Tian continued his search.

Finally, he came to a room, with murals, and ancient texts,

Wu Tian knew he couldn’t recognize these Primordial texts, but he vaguely felt familiarity; they recorded the deeds of Nuwa,

For example, Nuwa mending the heavens and creating humans, founding the lives of the Three Realms, once the Sect Hierarch of the demon sect. The patriarch of all beings, residing beyond the thirty-three heavens in the Grand Heavenly Sky - Li Guang’s Field - Wu Huang Palace.

Hidden in the sky, ignoring the Great Sect, silently watching the Three Realms.

Pieces of the Five-Colored Stone she used during her mending of the heavens scattered in the Primordial, later nurturing Sun Wukong.

During the Divine Enthronement war, King Zhou desecrated Nuwa’s reputation with a poem, so Nuwa sent the three demon spirits from the Xuanyuan Tomb to cause the Yin Shang Dynasty to lose its river and mountains, and also sent the Spirit Pearl to accept the Yuxu Edict to reincarnate in the Lower Realm, assisting King Wu in conquering King Zhou.

She was the only female Saint among the Saints.

This roughly records this information.

"What creature is here? Come out!!!" Suddenly, a silver mark on Wu Tian’s forehead, the Heavenly Eye, detected something, and he shouted sharply!