Simulating the primordial era? That's way too extreme.

Chapter 101 The Perfect Paper-Paperman!

When you arrived at Shouyang Mountain, you saw the reborn Hongyun Patriarch kneeling before Houtu, demanding that she return the Primordial Purple Qi to him.

[It turns out that when you ascended to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor and appointed Houtu to manage reincarnation, you entrusted the true spirit of the Red Cloud Ancestor, which you had obtained from Dijun, to Houtu, asking her to revive it at some point.]

Reviving is easy, but once you're revived, things can get complicated!

The reason Hongyun was killed by Dijun was because he refused to relinquish the Primordial Purple Qi, which was his greatest obsession.

Now resurrected by Houtu, Hongyun, true to his nature, immediately inquired about the whereabouts of the Primordial Purple Qi.

Upon learning that the Purple Qi was first in the hands of Di Jun and then taken by Di Jiang, Hong Yun couldn't even care less about avenging his own death and kept chasing after Hou Tu demanding the Purple Qi back...

To be honest, only Houtu has a good temper; if it were anyone else, she would have obliterated this guy's true spirit long ago!

[Hou Tu herself had no interest in the Primordial Purple Qi, because the Wu Clan lacked a primordial spirit and could not achieve sainthood through the Purple Qi. The only way to use it was, like Di Jiang, to call the Heavenly Dao and demand an inheritance.]

Having learned her lesson from Dijiang, Houtu had no interest in the Purple Qi; if she could give it to her, she would have given it to Hongyun long ago.

The problem is, she can't give it to him...

Your arrival was like a savior to Houtu, so she led you and the lazy, red-clouded creature to her current abode.

"arrive!"

Houtu breathed a sigh of relief upon arriving at a building resembling the Pangu Temple on Mount Buzhou.

Jin Bing first looked at the familiar-looking hall, and said thoughtfully:

Do you miss Buzhou Mountain?

"Of course, it's something to reminisce about..."

Houtu sighed:

"After all, I've lived on Buzhou Mountain for hundreds or thousands of years. Now that I'm here on Shouyang Mountain to take charge of the establishment of the Reincarnation System, I can't help but feel homesick."

After being appointed as the manager of reincarnation, Houtu was forced to move here as well, because Jin Bing moved the Wu tribe to Shouyang Mountain for easier management.

He also built a new main hall modeled after the Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain, which Houtu named "Lunhui Hall".

Today, the "Reincarnation Palace" has spread throughout the entire prehistoric world with Shouyang Mountain as its center, and Shouyang Mountain, the place where the human race rose to power, has also acquired a special status.

As for the other ten Ancestral Witches, under Houtu's authorization, they distributed the Reincarnation Palace throughout the entire prehistoric world. With these Ancestral Witches in charge, everything is progressing in an orderly manner...

"That's enough."

Houtu said nothing more, but with a stomp of her foot, the earth's energy in the palace began to churn.

A colossal corpse, tens of thousands of feet tall, slowly rose from the ground...

"Dijiang..."

Jin Bing stared blankly at the slash mark on the corpse's neck.

To be honest, after inheriting some of Pangu's divine power, Dijiang's physical body was already beyond the reach of ordinary attacks.

Leaving aside whether it could be damaged, the sheer power of Pangu's divine force, which could "break through all laws with one force," was enough to render the invincible supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Dinghai Pearl, powerless. If it were another innate supreme treasure, it would probably be similar.

At that time, he had used the power of the Qingping Sword to easily behead Dijiang, which could only prove that the power of the sage far exceeded his imagination. Pangu's children would definitely not be able to withstand it; it would be more likely if Pangu himself came...

"What an awe-inspiring power..."

Jin Bing was filled with mixed emotions, seemingly referring to the divine power of Pangu, or perhaps the power of a sage. Then, he said apologetically to Houtu:

"I'm sorry... I promised not to hurt them..."

"There's nothing to apologize for."

Houtu shook her head, looking at her elder brother's enormous corpse, her gaze filled with sorrow:

"Since he chose to be an enemy of heaven and earth and all living beings, then he has only himself to blame..."

However, despite saying that, the sadness in her eyes couldn't be hidden:

Faced with the death of her brother, with whom she had spent countless years, she was far from being as indifferent as she claimed...

Hongyun, standing to the side, seemed to sense something:

"Purple aura!"

Houtu glanced at it:

"That's right, your purple aura is in your elder brother's corpse... but we can't retrieve it."

"impossible!"

Hongyun swayed her body:

"The purple aura is integrated with the primordial spirit; once the holder dies, it will naturally overflow..."

Houtu sneered:

"The problem is, our witch clan doesn't have a primordial spirit."

Hongyun was immediately stuck:

"Without a primordial spirit... how did he refine the purple energy?"

"Just eat it."

Houtu said calmly.

Hongyun: ...

This is simple, straightforward, but effective...

Ignoring the stuck Hongyun, Houtu turned to Jinbing, who was deep in thought, and said:

"To extract the purple energy, only a sage can intervene..."

Jin Bing naturally understood her meaning and was about to contact his master, the Sage Taiqing, when he suddenly saw that Dijiang's corpse was emitting a purple light.

Then, to the astonishment of the two people and the cloud, the purple light suddenly condensed into a mysterious purple aura, which then rushed straight towards the red cloud!

"My purple aura!"

Purple mist blends with red clouds, and old things return to their rightful owners.

The red clouds, having regained the Primordial Purple Qi, cheered with joy, leaving Jin Bing and Hou Tu looking at each other in bewilderment:

To be honest, the reason Jin Bing made this special trip was for this purple aura!

Ultimately, the allure of becoming a saint is boundless, and Jin Bing naturally desires it as well. Moreover, he has already accumulated a wealth of merit and has nearly attained enlightenment on the path of cultivation. The only things he needs to do to become a saint are to reach the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm and obtain a wisp of purple energy.

He must obtain the opportunity to become a saint. The power of the Six Saints is ultimately not his own. Temporary borrowing does not mean that the Six Saints will be summoned and dismissed at will like servants.

Relying solely on the favors of the Six Saints cannot fundamentally and sustainably maintain the authority of the Equal Heavenly Court. If one day the interests of the Six Saints conflict with his, or if the Six Saints also decide to cease involvement like the Dao Ancestor, then even if Jin Bing cultivates to the peak of Quasi-Saint, he will be nothing more than another Di Jun.

Just as he told Dijiang, the greatest truth in this world is absolute strength!

But now...

"The purple aura couldn't have emanated from my elder brother's corpse on its own."

Houtu frowned as she looked at all this, and said to him in a deep voice:

"It's the sage who has made a move..."

Upon hearing this, Jin Bing was taken aback, and many thoughts raced through his mind:

Was it Master and his two senior uncles? Or the Goddess Nuwa? Or perhaps the Two Saints...?

No.

Houtu gazed at the excited Hongyun, her thoughts drifting back to the Zixiao Palace many years ago, when Hongyun had also been overjoyed upon receiving this extra purple energy:

"It's Him..."

……

Your plan to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi has come to nothing due to the Dao Ancestor's deliberate intervention.

[You don't understand why? Why doesn't the Dao Ancestor want you to become a saint?]

There is no answer to this question...

Filled with disappointment, you left Shouyang Mountain.

[Following the planned itinerary, you visited the Azure Dragon Ancestor of the East Sea to thank him for gifting you the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl; otherwise, the battle against the heavens would have been quite troublesome.]

The Azure Dragon Ancestor repeatedly declined to take credit, and then sincerely praised you, saying that you have now far surpassed the Ancestral Dragon. Although it is unknown whether "equality of all races" can truly take root in people's hearts, at least now "dragons are like humans" has been achieved...

That's right, the Azure Dragon is still not interested in "equality among all races." He's only interested in whether his own true dragons can be equal to humans; everything else is just secondary.

You reluctantly bid farewell to the Azure Dragon Ancestor and then went to Tang Valley...

[Di Jun was quite cold towards you, after all, he had been forced to resign and had been in a bad mood.]

[However, the three consorts of Emperor Jun, Xihe, Wangshu, and Changxi, have a good impression of you, little dragon. They think that your usurpation of Emperor Jun's power is actually a good thing, at least Emperor Jun will finally have plenty of time to spend with them.]

The ten little golden crows didn't think there was anything wrong with you taking their father's throne. They didn't know much about power; they only knew that since their father wasn't the emperor anymore, they could finally play with him every day!

[Ahem! In short, everyone except Di Jun himself was very satisfied...]

[Di Jun: I have no objection.]

【…】

Having completed this inspection tour, you returned to the Thirty-Third Heaven and resumed your monotonous and tedious life as the Heavenly Emperor.

Day after day, year after year.

You have always earnestly upheld the supreme ideal of equality among all races, and the Heavenly Court of Equality, established by your will, operates smoothly amidst mutual restraint and benefit among the various races.

[A speeding carriage has finally reached the main road, and a secret machine is finally operating according to its predetermined settings. Even if the carriage occasionally veers off course or a few parts of the machine break down, as long as you are there to repair them promptly from your vantage point, major problems can always be minimized and minor problems can always be resolved.]

[Even in the helpless situation of not being able to address the fundamental contradiction, you have done your best... A perfect paperhanger, following the grain of a tangled mess, has managed to paste out one beautiful flower after another!]

In materialism, matter is constantly changing; nothing lasts forever. Even the most perfect things will eventually be destroyed, and even a celestial court burdened with irredeemable problems will perish.

However, you are not in the real, material world; you reside in a fantastical, primordial mythological world, which is inherently illogical...

This is your misfortune, because in this unreasonable world, the most unreasonable "destined protagonist" was born. This root of all contradictions has brought countless tears and blood.

This is another stroke of luck for you, because under the irrational power of idealism, your life can be eternal, your authority can never decline, and your six sage backers can be infinitely powerful and eternally existent...

In this unreasonable world, you achieved the most unreasonable outcome through even more unreasonable means and methods.

[In the primordial world, amidst numerous inconsistencies, a bizarre ending of eternal prosperity was reached!]

[You've done a perfect job with the wallpaper!]

[Ding! The right choice has led to the right outcome. Your various micro-managements not only solved the eternal problem of demons slaughtering each other, but also incidentally solved the problem of the Lich War, and even the Investiture of the Gods and Journey to the West no longer have the basis for their existence...]

[Ding! Enough information has been collected. This round of simulation has ended. Progress has been saved and players can check it at any time...]

"what?"

Zhao Si tilted her head and said blankly:

"No... that's it? Kim Byung isn't dead?"

Based on the experience of the previous two simulations, shouldn't the end of the simulation be marked by the death of the protagonist, Kim Byung?

[Ding! Because Jin Bing has already achieved immortality in the primordial worldview, and the overall power system of the primordial world is stable, the Primordial Heavenly Court can also continue indefinitely, so there is naturally no need to continue simulating it.]

In other words, a perfect ending has already been achieved!

Hearing this, Zhao Si reluctantly accepted it...

[Ding! This round of simulation has ended. Evaluations are being calculated, and rewards will be determined based on the evaluation score...]

Evaluation-based rewards?

Zhao Si couldn't help but feel hopeful:

After finally achieving a perfect ending, shouldn't the rating be top-notch?

Give me another prize of the highest level!

[Ding! Summary: Although you were a perfect patch-up artist, a patch-up artist is still just a patch-up artist. You neither caused the protagonist's demise as you did in the previous simulation, nor did you change the fundamental contradictions created by the Heavenly Law.]

Despite your meticulous interventions, the contradictions still persist...

Something is wrong!

Upon seeing this string of negative reviews, Zhao Si felt a chill run down his spine; his intuition told him that something seemed amiss…

Therefore, the rating is: Average!

Zhao Si: ...

……

(End of this chapter)