Fabricating myths, starting with the creation of eight fictional ancient tribes

They instinctively harbor doubts, even denials, about the arrival of myths that overturn their worldview.

"Some people's brains are rusted shut; they just can't wrap their heads around it."

Wan Xingwang sneered, showing no sign of discouragement.

On the contrary, he found it more interesting.

If everyone were a fool, believing everything he said.

This game of creating a god is just too boring.

"No rush."

"Eat your food one bite at a time, and walk your path one step at a time."

When mythology is as ubiquitous as air...

Let's see how you're going to stubbornly insist you don't believe me now.

He casually closed the system's redemption interface.

He took out the specially modified cell phone.

Then, I clicked into the world's most popular occult forum.

The forum's servers have clearly been expanded.

Even with tens of thousands of new posts refreshing every second,

It still runs as smoothly as silk.

Wan Xingwang habitually browsed the top few popular posts.

Sudden.

Two seemingly insignificant posts, yet artificially boosted to an extremely high number, caught his attention.

The poster's ID was not anonymous.

One of them is named "Ji Wen".

One of them is named "Jiang Yongliang".

These two surnames have special meanings in Daxia.

Wan Xingwang clicked on Ji Wen's post.

The content was written very sincerely, even with a hint of fear:

【I am Ji Wen, a current elder of the Ji family.】

Today, witnessing the true dragon of the Luo River appear in the world, I am deeply moved and words cannot express my feelings.

However, after searching through the family genealogy and consulting ancient books, I found that my clan is indeed recorded.

They are descendants of the Yellow Emperor.

【But……】

[Regarding the so-called "mythical descent," the "Taoist Palace," and the "Guardians."]

[There is absolutely no record of this within the clan, whether in written documents or oral tradition.]

[May I ask that senior who calls himself "Ji Xuanyuan," what is the reason for this?]

If you are truly our ancestor, why are we, his descendants, completely unaware of this?

Next up was Jiang Yongliang's post.

The content is largely the same.

This also indicates that he is a descendant of Jiang Ziya, but he is completely baffled by the revival of the myth.

They even subtly indicated that they had never heard the elders in their family mention it.

These earth-shattering secrets.

Below these two posts.

The number of likes has already exceeded one hundred thousand.

The comments section exploded, with tens of thousands of netizens arguing fiercely.

"What Ji Wen and Jiang Wen? Are they desperate to ride on their coattails?"

"Exactly! The Great God Ji Xuanyuan is someone who can ascend to the Great Wilderness."

"Is this something that ordinary mortals like you can claim kinship with?"

"Don't spout nonsense! What if it's true?"

"They posted under their real names, and their IP addresses are all located deep in the mountains."

It doesn't look fake.

"If they really are descendants of the Ji family, then this is awkward."

"Even the legitimate descendants don't know how amazing their ancestors were?"

"Could that Ji Xuanyuan be an imposter?"

Questions, ridicule, and curiosity mingled together.

Although most people still tend to believe in "Ji Xuanyuan" who has performed miracles.

But the appearance of these two posts undoubtedly stood on that unbreakable wall of faith.

A crack was chiseled open.

If it is not resolved.

This tiny crack might become the "ant hole" that causes a thousand-mile dike to be destroyed.

Wan Xingwang looked at the screen, but he wasn't angry.

Instead, he revealed the smile of a hunter seeing his prey fall into the net.

"That was a pretty quick reaction."

"However, since you've offered yourselves up so readily..."

"Wouldn't it be unfair if I didn't fight back?"

Wan Xingwang's fingers danced rapidly across the screen.

He switched directly to the account with the ID "Ji Xuanyuan".

The profile picture of this account is a chaotic void.

There is no certification.

But everyone knows that this is the same expert who pontificates in the live stream.

He typed a reply below Ji Wen's post:

Ignorance is no excuse.

[You are indeed of the Ji family bloodline.]

However, it was merely a "separation."

The instant this message was sent.

The forum seemed to have been put on pause.

Then came an even more frantic refresh.

Wan Xingwang continued typing unhurriedly:

In ancient times, gods and humans lived together.

To ensure the continuity of their lineage, each family is divided into a "main family" and a "branch family."

The main family resides in a secluded paradise, cultivating immortal arts and guarding the family's destiny.

[They separated their families to live in the mortal world, to procreate, and to enjoy worldly riches.]

The two can only be connected by a special token.

However, over thousands of years, dynasties have risen and fallen, and wars have raged.

Although the family has separated, most of the keepsakes have been lost.

Therefore, you only know the genealogy, not the mythology.

The same applies to all sects of Taoism.

[True dragons and jiaolong (a type of dragon in Chinese mythology) are of the same lineage, yet they are worlds apart.]

This is an age of great strife.

Whether it's a main family branching out or a true dragon or a serpent, everyone has the opportunity to be born.

Press the send button.

Wan Xingwang threw his phone on the table and took another swig of his soda.

"Done."

These words are logically sound and unassailable.

This acknowledged Ji Wen and the others' identities and gave them face.

It also cleverly explained why they were "ignorant".

More importantly, this constructs a much larger and more mysterious worldview.

Sure enough, less than a minute later.

The entire forum erupted in excitement once again.

"Holy crap! So that's how it is!"

"Main family and branch family? This setting is so exciting!"

"Just like in cultivation novels."

Are the reclusive families the real power brokers?

"Does that mean ordinary people like us also have a chance?"

"My family has a tattered genealogy book that says I am a descendant of Liu Bang."

Am I also a descendant of a branch family of the Han imperial family?

"Quick! Go home and search high and low! Look for the keepsake!"

"If we find the token, will we be able to contact the ancestor of immortal cultivation?"

Countless people began to fantasize that they belonged to a reclusive family of cultivators.

A pearl lost in the vast ocean, scattered among mortals.

This undoubtedly gives all ordinary people a hope of instant success.

Compared to the vague and elusive mutation.

"Finding one's ancestors" is obviously more down-to-earth and easier to do.

In a small house in a deserted village.

Wan Xingwang nodded in satisfaction as he watched the fabrication points in the system's backend begin to spike again.

"We've been using your Ji family's name for so long."

"They collected so much interest."

"It's time to give you a little something in return."

"Otherwise, how can this play continue?"

He opened the system light screen again.

I lightly tapped the [Intermediate Miracle Card] with my finger.

Then, the distance was pinpointed on the map: a remote mountain area thousands of kilometers away.

"Go."

"Let's add fuel to the fire in this world."

With his movements.

A streak of light, imperceptible to the naked eye, shot into the sky from the deserted village.

It pierced the sky in an instant and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Thousands of kilometers away.

Yizhou is located in the heart of the Taihang Mountains.

Nestled among the mountains lies a cluster of ancient buildings.