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

Chapter 47 Taiqing

"..."

There's not much to say. Zhao Si could tell with his own eyes that both paths lead to certain death!

"If he chooses to smash the clay figure, even if Nuwa has a good temper, she will definitely retaliate and kill him."

"Choosing to reveal one's identity... is still the same. Last time, I also revealed my identity to Nuwa, but I was killed by the Heavenly Dao in no time. It was of no use at all."

Zhao Si was utterly helpless. Why did this kid keep coming up with such unrealistic and extreme ideas?

The problem is, none of it works!

"Choose A first!"

[You chose option A, roared, and charged at the clay figure, solving the problem at its root. If humanity had never existed in the first place, there would be no conflict between the demons and humans!]

[To Nuwa's astonishment, this little dragon, barely at the True Immortal realm, lunged straight at the mud figures on the ground, and in a few swift movements, tore them to shreds.]

After doing all this, you couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh of relief.

Although destroying the human race is cruel, if they survive in the future, they will inevitably cause even more deaths and injuries. Whether they become powerful and wipe out the demon race, or implement a "de-cultivation" policy until they are slaughtered by the demon race, it is essentially a complete tragedy.

[Right now, humanity hasn't even been born yet; they're just a lump of mud. They have no human rights, so there's no need to treat them as living beings. Smash them if you want!]

Secondly, being able to use one's own worthless life to fundamentally and completely end the conflict between demons and humans is itself a highly profitable win-win situation: the demon race wins the justice of Heaven, and the primordial world also wins peace.

There are only two losers: one is myself, who is about to be crushed to death, and the other is Nuwa, who is about to crush herself to death. Poor Nuwa probably won't become a saint...

Thinking of the wonderful idea, you couldn't help but smile, and your eyes closed in relief: "Leave everything to me to end..."

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

[...ten breaths...]

[Hmm? Why am I not feeling any pain? Could it be that Goddess Nuwa was too efficient and has actually restarted herself?]

You open your eyes in confusion, only to find that Nuwa, instead of being furious and attacking, is squatting down beside you with great interest, carefully observing you...

"What's your name?"

Nuwa asked you with a smile.

[You were confused, but you still answered honestly, "My name is... Jin Bing."]

Although your parents didn't name you in this life, they still spent over a dozen lifetimes on it, and you can't bear to part with it.

"Jin Bing? Then why are you trying to stop me from attaining enlightenment?"

Nuwa was very curious.

"Because..." You hesitated for a moment, pointing to the sky. Nuwa's unusual behavior made you suspicious, and you didn't dare reveal your identity as a reincarnated being. You decided to test her first.

Nuwa paused for a moment, then seemed to understand: "Are you saying... my creations will bring trouble?"

You nodded, then looked somewhat surprised: What? Judging from her expression, she clearly knows there's something wrong with humans! Then why create humans at all?

"I understand."

Nuwa sighed helplessly, then began to speak to herself.

"Since I attained enlightenment, I have struggled greatly in these past few eons, because I know that once I created them, the future would be filled with endless chaos. The Heavenly Dao, which regards all things as straw dogs, has favored one race. What does this mean? How could I not understand?"

"But... I had no choice."

[A powerful innate goddess with the cultivation of a quasi-saint at its peak, yet at this moment she revealed emotions that shouldn't have appeared on her face... helplessness and melancholy, her beautiful face utterly downcast.]

"They've been urging me for so many times... If I don't take action, then nobody can expect anything... They don't want to harm innocent people, but there's nothing they can do. They've tried everything, but He hasn't responded at all..."

Nuwa revealed some mysterious and hidden information, which you only vaguely understood...

[It seemed she had touched on some taboo subject. Nuwa fell silent, simply pointing at you from afar, freezing you completely in place. You could only watch helplessly as she collected the broken clay figures back into the mud pit, kneaded them again, and then focused intently on shaping clay figures once more.]

One, two...

She sculpted thousands of clay figures, then sat lovingly before them. At the same time, a noble purple aura rose from her, swirling around the clay figures, which swelled in the wind, quickly growing to adult height.

Soil transforms into flesh and blood, inanimate objects come to life... The most wondrous power of creation is laid bare before you, leaving you speechless with astonishment!

Before long, a group of naked primitives, their eyes gleaming with a clear-eyed naiveté, began to jump and frolic before you.

Then came the long, mournful howl of a gibbon, its cries lingering and utterly desolate, its lament echoing through the ages…

[An invisible golden light of merit descended from the sky. Although you haven't opened your Dharma eye and can't see anything, your intuition tells you that there is a great deal of merit here!]

"I am Nuwa, and today I attain sainthood!"

[Flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the earth, and purple mist stretched for thirty thousand miles to the east—all these familiar signs of sainthood spread throughout the primordial world, as if the heavens and earth were celebrating the saint's attainment of enlightenment!]

But to you, all of this seems less like a celebration of Nuwa's ascension to sainthood and more like a birthday blessing. The true celebration of heaven and earth is the birth of these wild, running-around people. It's less a sign of sainthood and more a birthday greeting…

The next moment, an elderly Taoist priest riding a blue ox appeared out of thin air.

The old Taoist priest first glanced at you, who looked like a statue, with surprise, before dismounting from the ox's back and beginning to converse with the saintly Nuwa.

The blue ox curiously approached you.

The blue ox sniffed you.

The blue ox stuck out its tongue and licked your face.

"Hmm, the smell of alcohol."

The blue ox licked its lip again, satisfied.

"Mmm, seafood flavor."

The blue ox licked it again, even more satisfied.

"Hmm...beef flavor?!"

The green ox's face contorted, and it dry heaved on the spot...

【you:……】

[Shortly afterward, the old Taoist priest finished his conversation with Nuwa, and the two of them turned and walked to you, who were frozen in place.]

The old Taoist priest's cloudy eyes seemed to be scrutinizing you with great interest.

He thought for a moment, then said something to Nuwa. Nuwa nodded, and with the power of a sage, disrupted the celestial information of the Eastern Wilderness!

[Heavenly Dao: (Data has crashed...)]

"You have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

He released you from your immobilization and said slowly, "Tell me everything you know."

Faced with the question from the Taoist Master Taiqing, what would you choose?

[A: Slides to his knees on the spot. "Master, if you ask, I will answer to the best of my knowledge!" B: A cold laugh. "You want me to talk? I won't!" (Main theme: Rebellion!)

So it's another pair of extremes, isn't it?

Looking at these two opposing options, Zhao Si made a slight complaint, but quickly started thinking:

Surprisingly, despite smashing Nuwa's clay figure, he didn't die!

Even new side quest options have appeared, which means that these options are actually normal choices. Although I don't quite understand why Nuwa is so good-natured, that's not important right now.

The important question is, why did the Taoist Taiqing come here?

Zhao Si thought about it carefully before it suddenly dawned on her:

"By the way, Taiqing is here to take over Xuandu!"

In the previous simulation, Xuandu became Taiqing's disciple when Nuwa had just become a saint. However, Jin Bing was not yet the chieftain of the human race at that time, so he did not encounter this event.

Unexpectedly, this time it happened by sheer coincidence...

Having resolved her doubts, Zhao Si focused her attention back on the options:

"The atmosphere has gotten to this point, it would be stubborn not to say anything... A!"

[You chose option A, so kneel down on the spot. If the Daoist Master asks any questions, I will answer them to the best of my knowledge!]

[You knelt down on the spot and, with tears streaming down your face, recounted your past life as the Great Chief of the Human Race, accepting the abdication of Emperor Jun and becoming the Heavenly Emperor, and leading the Human Race in valiant battles... Of course, you omitted the fact that you conspired with Emperor Jun to carry out the massacre, only saying that Emperor Jun was cruel and had nothing to do with you, etc...]

The two listened with growing astonishment, but they did not doubt you, because these things were plausible, especially the secrets about humanity, which could not possibly be known to outsiders.

Taiqing fell into deep thought, while Nuwa looked somewhat lost and dejected at her newly created, adorable creatures. The news of demons slaughtering each other was still too shocking! Especially to the point that even sages dared not protect them… it was unimaginable!

[The distraught Nuwa suddenly sharpened her gaze, lowered her head, and said to you, "You have thirty breaths left."]

Taiqing gazed at you again and spoke to you.

"If you can truly return to the time before an incense stick burns, then beg me to take you as my disciple. If I refuse, then say..."

"Once I swallow this golden pill, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!"

[The words had barely left your mouth when you succumbed to your lack of spiritual energy, and this dignified True Immortal died on the spot...]

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(End of this chapter)