Time stretches on endlessly, five thousand years have passed.
Di Jun has also been protecting the path for Nuwa here for a full five thousand years.
Suddenly, Di Jun noticed a change in Nuwa's state.
When Nuwa comprehended the entire body within her eyesight, that figure suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Nuwa looked up again at Buzhou Mountain, and saw only the pillar that supported the heavens, as if that figure had never appeared.
"Daoist Nuwa, have you gained anything?"
Di Jun asked.
Nuwa nodded and said, "I have found the path ahead, the path to becoming a Saint is now without worries."
"Congratulations, Daoist Nuwa."
Di Jun immediately said.
"I wonder if Daoist Nuwa could clarify?"
With a look of compassion gone from her face, Nuwa smiled at Di Jun and said, "Why not?"
Di Jun listened earnestly with a solemn expression.
"My path lies in creation, in creating life, this is my method to attain enlightenment."
Listening to Nuwa's words, Di Jun nodded.
