Jiang Chen looked at Nuwa's face. He wasn't stupid.
He understood that Goddess Nvywa was the same as Primordial Origin. Her words had already explained her attitude.
In truth, Jiang Chen already knew what was going on when he returned and saw the human race's condition.
However…
He had no choice but to ask.
"Junior sister Nuwa!" Jiang Chen called her junior sister for the last time. His expression was filled with an unknown emotion."They don't care about the human race. I think they're ungrateful, but you…"
"As the Holy Mother of the Human Race, the humans are like your children. Your position as a Saint is also formed from their tens of thousands of bodies.
They treat you as an existence that cannot be blasphemed, worshipping and worshipping you day and night.
Human children worship you when they are born, young people worship you when they get married, old and weak worship you when they are old and weak, worship you when they are in disaster, worship you when the four seas are blessed. Human beings think of you all the time. When they turn into dust, the first thing they think of is not their descendants and family, but to be able to be by your side and become cattle and horses!”
Jiang Chen paused slightly.
Actually, the one who disappointed him the most was Nuwa.
Although Primordial Origin and the others were indebted to him, their relationship with the Human Tribe was rather distant.
Even though Laozi had established the Golden Core Great Dao with the Human Tribe, blood was thicker than water. To put it bluntly, his position as a Sage was just an exchange of benefits.
However, Jiang Chen didn't care. All he wanted was a favor from them for looking after the human race.
However, even such a simple promise was not fulfilled.
As he spoke, the listening humans on Mount Shouyang were all moved.
The scenes of the human race's thousand-year-old storm surfaced in everyone's eyes.
Over the past million years, aside from the Sage Emperor, the person they respected the most was Saint Nuwa.
After all, this was the Saint Mother who had raised them. In their hearts, the Saint Mother was no different from the Sage Emperor.
When the Sage Emperor had gone to the primordial chaos, he had instructed them to be grateful to Goddess Nuwa.
Over the past million years.
Their ancestors of the human race respected Goddess Nüwa greatly.
They treated Saint Nuwa as a saint in their hearts.
When they gave birth to their children, they remembered Saint Nüwa and paid their respects to her, remembering her kindness.
When they got married, they remembered Goddess Nüwa and worshipped her.
When they were old and weak, they remembered Goddess Nüwa and worshipped her.
When the human race was blessed by the four seas, they remembered Goddess Nvywa and worshipped her.
No matter when and when, they would always remember these merits on Goddess Nüwa.
Over the countless years, Nuwa had obtained countless faith and incense from them.
It also allowed her to sit in Emperor NvWa's Palace. Even if she didn't cultivate, she could still sit firmly on the seat of the Sage.
This was the power of wish.
In fact, when they died of illness, the first thing they thought of was not themselves. They only hoped that other than the Sage Emperor, they could become beside Goddess Nvywa and work for her, in order to repay her supreme kindness.
However…
Over the countless years.
What had happened?
After the Sage Emperor left for the Chaos, Goddess Nuwa and the other Sages who owed the Sage Emperor a debt of gratitude.
They had never cared about the human race.
The Human Tribe had relied on the Sage Emperor's legacy and Suiren-Shi's leadership to lead their ancestors through countless hardships. They had only managed to survive in this cruel Wilderness with their weak bodies.
They had already survived thousands of years.
However, a thousand years ago, he faced a great calamity.
Although the demi-human race did not declare it publicly, they all viewed Mother Nuwa as their leader.
Mother Nuwa, however, had chosen to acquiesce to their massacre of the human race.
Not only that, but Fuxi, the elder brother of Goddess Nvywa, also participated in the massacre and gave Emperor Jun and Taiyi advice.
Even if this matter were to be put aside, Mother Nuwa still owed the Sage Emperor a debt of gratitude, and blood was thicker than water with the human race.
However…
The human race seemed to have become an abandoned baby.
In his mind.
Scenes appeared one after another. Countless clansmen died tragically in the mouth of that demon beast. They were like ants. They were just ants to begin with.
They looked at the cold and aloof Holy Mother.
Perhaps.
In her eyes, the word 'Holy Mother' was just a meaningless term.
Whoosh!
On the human land, it was as if the power of heaven and earth had been summoned, and majestic rain actually began to fall.
Drip!
Drops of rain fell on the faces of many human beings on Mount Shouyang. They looked up at the sky and silently watched the cold figure without saying a word.
"So, have you ever been touched by it?”
"Have you ever cared about them?”
"Have you ever looked at me with pity?”
In the sky, Jiang Chen shook his head slightly and looked at Nuwa indifferently.
The current Nuwa was a stranger to him.
She was far inferior to Nuwa, who he had guided to become a Saint.
Saints were heartless.
Saints were indeed heartless!
After Jiang Chen sighed.
Rumble!
Thunderclouds gathered in the rain. To a Saint, such a phenomenon could be dispersed with a wave of his hand, but after Jiang Chen's words, no one made any move.
The sound of thunder seemed to strike the hearts of the humans and cleanse their souls.
The raindrops and their tears condensed together and fell to the ground.
The Sage Emperor's words.
Finally, they were enlightened.
It turned out that the Saint Mother they had worshiped for the past million years, and even the Cult Master of Humanity, was just an 'accomplice' of the demon race.
It turned out that the human race had really become the 'fodder' that Mother Nuwa had created for them, as the demons had claimed.
It turned out that it was just their wishful thinking.
One.
Two.
Tens of thousands!
The humans who had been kneeling just a moment ago stood up one after another.
When they looked at Goddess Nüwa's holy statue and even Goddess Nüwa, their eyes no longer had the devotion they had in the past. Instead, their gazes gradually turned cold.
It was the same for the Sect Leader of the Sect of Humanity, Saint Taiqing.
"This…"
At this moment, Goddess Nvywa was shocked. She realized that the faith of the Human Tribe was slowly fading away!
Her control over the human race was also rapidly declining!
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