Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

Wa Palace.

"The power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation..."

A clear, melodious sound, like jade striking jade, suddenly rang out in the space.

Nuwa stood quietly on her throne, her long black hair tied up with a simple innate jade hairpin, with two faint wisps of innate yin and yang energy swirling around her strands, exuding the unique majesty of the creator.

She held a fist-sized fragment of the Sky-Mending Stone in her hand. The stone shimmered with light, making her features appear even more aloof.

At this moment, her gaze passed over the figures on the Six Paths of Reincarnation and landed on the Goddess Houtu not far away.

There was a hint of surprise in his tone.

The surprise wasn't dissatisfaction, but pure unexpectedness, as if they hadn't anticipated the other party would be so "generous".

"You're even willing to bring this out, Houtu!"

Nuwa paused slightly, her gaze falling on the ball of "light" in Houtu Niangniang's hand.

It was a chaotic halo about the size of a palm. The inside of the halo was not a pure color; instead, six flowing bands of light could be faintly seen.

These correspond to the "Heavenly Realm, Human Realm, Asura Realm, Animal Realm, Hungry Ghost Realm, and Hell Realm," respectively.

Within each band of light, countless tiny phantoms were endlessly cycling through the air.

There is the suffering of birth, aging, sickness and death, the infatuation of joy and sorrow, separation and reunion, and the vast laws governing reincarnation operating within it.

That is neither the external force of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, nor the acquired Dao of Reincarnation, but the true "Origin of the Six Paths of Reincarnation".

It is the core that Houtu Niangniang separated from her own Earthly Sovereign origin when she transformed herself into reincarnation, and it is the "root" of the entire Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Losing it will not cause the cycle of reincarnation to collapse, but it will forever lose the possibility of "innate perfection".

It could even cause an irreparable crack in Houtu's own Dao foundation.

Houtu Niangniang stands on the right. Unlike Nuwa's aloofness, she is surrounded by an aura as heavy as the earth.

She wore a dark black imperial robe, with the hem embroidered with the six realms of reincarnation in gold thread, each totem lifelike.

It seemed as if it might fly out from the hem of the robe at any moment, transforming into a real passageway of reincarnation.

At this moment, she gently cradled the primordial source of reincarnation in her hands, and the warmth of her palms seemed to make the six light bands within the primordial aura circulate faster.

Her gaze fell on the halo, her eyes calm yet carrying an indescribable solemnity, as if she were holding not a mass of origin.

It is a promise that transcends time.

"It was just an agreement."

Houtu Niangniang's voice was deep and gentle, like the earth whispering.

She stared at the Six Paths of Reincarnation Origin in her hand, her gaze sweeping back and forth across the six bands of light.

I stared at it for several seconds.

It was as if he was saying goodbye to the source that had followed him for hundreds of millions of years, and as if he was confirming that his choice was not wrong.

Then, she slowly raised her hand, and a pale golden power condensed at her fingertips.

With a gentle pull, the chaotic essence of reincarnation flowed like a tranquil stream...

It floated up from her fingertips and slowly flew towards the boy under the landscape painting.

When that primordial energy swept across the void, even the innate Dao patterns in its path gave way.

On the cloud carpet in the secret realm, countless tiny reincarnation runes appeared out of thin air.

As it approached Nezha, it suddenly trembled violently, like plants that had been parched for a long time and were now receiving rain.

Soon, countless invisible "roots" stretched out towards the origin.

The next second, the origin of reincarnation gently merged into the dark golden reincarnation clone.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no surge of energy, only the color of that reincarnation clone.

It gradually changed from dark gold to a chaotic color that was the same as the origin, and the reincarnation mist around it became more and more intense. The "membrane" that was originally between it and its true self was also melting away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"With whom was the promise?"

The goddess Nuwa put the fragments of the sky-mending stone into her sleeve.

He walked slowly to Houtu Niangniang's side, his gaze falling on Nezha.

Seeing that his process of reuniting his two bodies was becoming increasingly smooth, the surprise in his tone dissipated.

Then a sense of curiosity arose.

She has known Houtu for millions of years and knows her character very well.

Seemingly gentle, yet valuing "origin" and "responsibility" more than anyone else, he sacrificed himself for the cycle of reincarnation...

She has already risked everything for the sake of all living beings, and now she is willing to part with the source of reincarnation. This gesture is something that no "ordinary agreement" could possibly sway her with.

"With whom did you make the pact that allowed you to personally separate the origin of reincarnation?"

Nuwa turned her gaze to Houtu, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

"And who else would give you, the lord of this place, such face?"

Hongjun has already attained enlightenment, the Three Pure Ones have each established their own sects, and Jieyin and Zhunti are far away in the West. It seems that no one else has such weight.

But Houtu's appearance clearly wasn't for herself, nor for all living beings in the Three Realms.

If the goal is simply to help Nezha break through his limitations, borrowing the power of reincarnation would suffice; there is no need to use the source of his power.

Houtu Niangniang did not answer immediately, but only watched Nezha's figure gradually becoming more and more complete, the hem of her dark robe swaying gently.

Houtu Niangniang shook her head, unwilling to say more: "That was just an agreement where the loser had to accept the outcome of the bet."