"What?"
Hongyun Taoist friend was startled, his eyes widened as he looked at Nuwa, then at Wu Ming, his face full of disbelief.
Zhenyuanzi also frowned, forgetting to put down the teacup in his hand, clearly stunned by Nuwa's astonishing request.
This... this was the Witch and Demon War!
On the battlefield, life and death were decided in an instant, and swords had no eyes; who could guarantee a hundred percent restraint?
Moreover, Fuxi was the Emperor Xi of the Yao Race, and one of the controllers of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation, posing a great threat to the Witch Race.
Nuwa's request was truly... forcing others to do something difficult!
If the Witch Race truly agreed, they would inevitably be constrained on the battlefield to preserve Fuxi, and might even pay unnecessary casualties as a result.
Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Wu Ming understood, thinking to himself that it was indeed as he expected, and he could negotiate terms again.
Wu Ming feigned contemplation, and after a moment, he slowly spoke: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, your words are a bit too demanding."
"This Witch and Demon War is a battle for the survival of both races; does Fellow Daoist not know its danger?"
He sighed, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness: "On the battlefield, swords have no eyes."
"When the time comes, the shouts of war will shake the heavens, and blood will flow like rivers; my Witch Race's warriors are all fearless."
"Once they become bloodthirsty, even this poor Daoist may not be able to fully control the situation."
"To ask this poor Daoist to deliberately protect your elder brother in such a situation... this... how is this possible!"
Nuwa's face paled slightly; how could she not know the difficulty of this request?
"I know, this request is indeed a bit excessive."
"But Fuxi is my only elder brother; I cannot watch him go to his death!"
"As long as Fellow Daoist is willing to promise to preserve my elder brother's life, whatever conditions Fellow Daoist proposes, as long as I can do it, I will not hesitate and will certainly fulfill them!"
As these words came out, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun gasped again, exchanging glances.
Nuwa actually said such words!
Especially a promise made between such mighty figures in the Primordial Era, once given, there was no room for repentance.
Hongyun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was stopped by a look from Zhenyuanzi.
This was a matter between Wu Ming and Nuwa; they should not interfere.
A glint flashed in Wu Ming's eyes; he was waiting for these words.
"Haha," Wu Ming chuckled softly, breaking the tense atmosphere in the Pangu Hall.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa and Fuxi Taoist friend, your sibling affection is truly touching."
He changed the subject: "Well then, seeing Fellow Daoist's deep affection and honesty."
"Showing mercy to Fuxi Taoist friend is not impossible."
Hope instantly ignited in Nuwa's eyes.
"It's just... this poor Daoist does have one condition."
"Fellow Daoist, please speak! Whatever the condition, I will agree!" Nuwa said eagerly, fearing Wu Ming would go back on his word.
Wu Ming looked at her and slowly said: "It's very simple. This poor Daoist doesn't want any Innate Spirit Treasure from Fellow Daoist."
"My condition is that Fellow Daoist Nuwa, after achieving Enlightenment to become a Saint in the future, must do three things for my Witch Race."
"What?!"
"Just... just that simple?"
Nuwa was stunned upon hearing this, even finding it hard to believe her ears.
She had originally thought Wu Ming would propose some extremely harsh conditions, perhaps even making her immediately betray the Yao Race.
She never expected it would only be three things after becoming a Saint in the future.
This... in her opinion, it was hardly a condition at all!
Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun beside her were equally dumbfounded, looking at each other.
A meaningful arc curved at the corner of Wu Ming's mouth: "Yes, it's that simple."
"However, Fellow Daoist Nuwa must think clearly, whatever these three things may be at that time."
"As long as my Witch Race needs them, Fellow Daoist must complete them without compromise or any prevarication."
"Good!" Nuwa agreed almost without any hesitation, immediately saying, "I agree to Fellow Daoist's condition!"
The speed of her agreement made even Wu Ming raise an eyebrow slightly, as if she feared he would change his mind the next second.
Wu Ming chuckled inwardly; the value of three favors from a future Saint, how could Nuwa fully comprehend it now?
This was far more precious than any current supreme treasure.
"Good." Wu Ming nodded, his tone solemn, "Since Fellow Daoist Nuwa is so straightforward, this poor Daoist also keeps his word."
"During this Witch and Demon War, my entire Witch Race will show mercy to Fuxi Taoist friend and will not harm his life."
Having received Wu Ming's promise, the burden on Nuwa's heart finally completely lifted.
She let out a long sigh of relief, her face showing genuine gratitude: "Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Wu Ming for your benevolence! Nuwa will engrave this kindness in her heart!"
She also hadn't expected that today's matter would be settled so smoothly.
She had originally prepared to be severely extorted by Wu Ming, or even to make an oath.
She never expected the conditions proposed by the other party to be so "simple" in her eyes.
"Since the matter is concluded, Wu will not disturb you further; I shall take my leave." Nuwa rose and bowed to Wu Ming.
"Good, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, take care. This poor Daoist will not see you off." Wu Ming nodded slightly.
Nuwa nodded again to Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi, then turned and left Pangu Hall with light steps.
At this moment, she had only one thought: her elder brother was safe. As for the three promises, future matters, she would deal with them in the future.
Watching Nuwa's departing back, Hongyun finally couldn't help but speak.
He smacked his lips and said to Wu Ming: "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, you... you just agreed?"
"Three things for Fuxi's life, and only after she becomes a Saint? This deal, isn't it a bit..."
He wanted to say if it was a bit of a loss, but then felt it wasn't quite appropriate.
Zhenyuanzi also looked at Wu Ming, his heart equally full of doubts.
Wu Ming looked at his two good friends and slowly said: "Haha, two Fellow Daoists, do you think this poor Daoist lost out?"
"Is Fuxi's life important? To Nuwa, it's very important."
"To us, whether to kill or not, there's actually not much difference."
"The Yao Race's defeat is already set; one Fuxi cannot change anything."
"However, the favor of a future Saint, and three favors willingly given, the value of this is immeasurable."
Zhenyuanzi pondered: "Fellow Daoist means that these three things are not as simple as they appear on the surface?"
Wu Ming smiled mysteriously: "Simple or not, it's all in a single thought."
"Sometimes, the simpler a promise seems, the more astonishing the power it can leverage behind it."
He looked at the two confused individuals and continued: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa is eager to save her elder brother, and naturally feels she has taken a huge advantage at this moment."
"She doesn't know that the words 'after becoming a Saint' are the key."
Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi were still confused, but seeing Wu Ming's confident demeanor, they did not ask further.
They knew that this Fellow Daoist Wu Ming always planned before acting, calculating everything flawlessly.
"Let's not talk about this," Wu Ming waved his hand, changing the subject, his face returning to a relaxed expression.
"Two Fellow Daoists have come a long way and have not been properly entertained. Come, let's continue to enjoy tea; let's not let these trivial matters spoil our mood."
"Haha, good! We'll listen to Fellow Daoist Wu Ming!" Hongyun immediately laughed.
The three exchanged smiles, and the Pangu Hall once again returned to its previous relaxed atmosphere.
As if the transaction with the future Saint's promise just now was merely an insignificant interlude.