Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

"We've been here for so long, we need to go out and collect some spiritual roots. It's been a long time since we've worshipped the Great God Pangu."

"That's right, let's go back and take a look while we're at it."

"Goodbye, everyone, until next time."

"Anyone want to go treasure hunting together? Who exactly is responsible for worshipping that top-grade innate spiritual root? I need to get one of that level too."

All living beings left Pangu Mausoleum.

Qingyi then took Nuwa under his wing and gave her a special treatment that lasted for a thousand years.

He felt that using the Hetu Luoshu as a gift for becoming an apprentice was too meager.

Moreover, the Hetu and Luoshu were actually of the greatest help to Fuxi. Giving them to Nuwa was essentially giving them to Fuxi, so Nuwa should be compensated accordingly.

Over this thousand years, Nuwa's cultivation reached the level of the strongest among these beings.

Nuwa and Fuxi then bid farewell and returned to Phoenix Perch Mountain. They went back to pack their things, intending to live on Buzhou Mountain from then on.

"We still need to find a way to get some spiritual treasures from Hongjun."

Qingyi felt uneasy whenever he thought about how several of Nuwa's magical treasures were with Hongjun.

But he is still no match for Hongjun.

"Hongjun, what are you doing right now?"

I miss you so much while I'm at Buzhou Mountain.

...

Yujing Mountain.

Hongjun opened his eyes.

"That's strange. Could it be that all the innate deities entered the Pangu Palace together?"

Hongjun couldn't understand why the innate deities of the primordial world had gone to Buzhou Mountain together and then disappeared.

Fortunately, it has appeared now.

"The Wu Clan would never allow other living beings to enter the Pangu Palace."

"Does Qingyi have some kind of plan?"

His biggest worry was that Qingyi would cause trouble.

Moreover, the demon race hasn't even been established yet, and the witch race has already run into some problems. If the demon race also runs into problems, then it must be because Qing Yi did something.

Just as I thought of this, a magnificent voice resounded throughout the primordial continent.

"By the Heavenly Dao above, I, Emperor Jun (Taiyi) of the Sun Star, today..."

On the Sun Star, the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi, after leaving the Pangu Palace, felt that they should establish a demon race to govern the prehistoric world.

Qingyi naturally wouldn't tell them about the selfishness of Heaven, and no one else knew except for Wang Shu.

Therefore, the two of them now swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao.

A tremendous amount of demonic fortune fell upon the two of them.

His cultivation level, which had just broken through to the late stage of the Great Luo realm at Buzhou Mountain, has increased once again.

"Brother, now that we have established the demon race, we can mobilize more people to worship the great god Pangu."

"That's right, the most important thing is to strengthen our capabilities."

The two brothers were excited. Inheriting the fortune of the demon race, who among this batch of innate saints could be their match?

Di Jun looked at the Moon Star and frowned.

"Brother, are you still thinking about Xihe?"

Taiichi sighed.

"Hmph, why would I miss her?"

Di Jun snorted coldly, "He's always arguing with Zhu Rong, and when we left Buzhou Mountain, Zhu Rong even had to carry him down the mountain. I will never see Taiyin again in this life!"

After saying this, Chang Xi's pretty face appeared in Di Jun's mind again, along with Gong Gong's rough face.

"Brother Gonggong, you have so much water, hehe~"

Chang Xi's voice and smile still seemed to echo in my ears.

"snort!"

Di Jun felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Taiyi, let's go! We'll go to the primordial world to gather the demon race and enhance our fortune!"

Only when you're focused on your career can you avoid thinking about women.

Men should focus on their careers.

Upon hearing the announcement by the brothers Di Jun and Di Jun that the Heavenly Dao had established the Demon Race, the worries in the primordial world of Yujing Mountain immediately vanished.

"The trend is irreversible, no matter how much you scheme."

"I will break through it with my own power after I have attained enlightenment."

"However, the Witch Clan has still not emerged."

Hongjun turned his gaze toward Mount Buzhou.

The demon race has emerged. If the witch race were to emerge too late, the difference in strength between the two races would be too great, and they would not be able to trigger a great calamity.

"I need to go and talk to Qingyi."

Hongjun felt he couldn't wait any longer.

But Qingyi was not someone to be trifled with, and Hongjun remembered that Qingyi had attacked him.

An invisible wave emanated from it; it was the Heavenly Dao urging them on.

"Don't worry, I'll go find Qingyi."

Hongjun verbally agreed, but inwardly he became furious.

It's true that he benefits from cooperating with the Way of Heaven, but he must also follow the Way of Heaven's arrangements in some of his actions.

He doesn't yet have the power to challenge the will of Heaven.

At Pangu Mausoleum, after seeing Nuwa off, Qingyi simply couldn't bear to look at Zhurong anymore.

"This was made by Xihe herself. Look how majestic I am, how beautiful Xihe is! Brother, and little sister, what do you think?"

Zhu Rong kept showing off a statue that Xi He had given him before he left.

Gonggong, who was standing nearby, was studying how to make the water spray look better, muttering that he would spray it for Changxi next time she came.

"Damn it, could the Lich War have been caused by fighting over a woman?"

Qingyi realized he had overlooked something. He only asked that the man not die and the woman not get pregnant, but forgot to emphasize that the man also couldn't get pregnant.

But now that things have come to this, can the uncle just stand by and watch his nephew's wife break up with him?

"Zhurong, Gonggong, you two get over here and see what's going on with Dijun and his brother, they're starting to build their empire."

"If you don't work hard to cultivate, in a few years, when Di Jun comes to offer sacrifices to the Great God Pangu with the innate treasure, Xi He and Chang Xi will be seduced by him."

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong raised their heads.

"Uncle, don't you have too little faith in your nephew? Besides, Chang Xi isn't that kind of person."

"That's right, that's right. Xihe even said that I should build a small temple so that she can protect the Father God with me when she comes next time."

Qingyi took out the measuring ruler and tapped it once for each person.

Then he threw all twelve Ancestral Witches into the Pangu Palace.

"Right now, none of the primordial beings have time to pay homage to the Great God Pangu, so you should all cultivate in the Blood Pool."

Subsequently, Qingyi closed Pangu Mausoleum and left Buzhou Mountain.

"It's time to get out and about."

He is blessed with good fortune; it would be a waste if he didn't go out to search for treasure.

Qingyi traveled eastward, never forgetting his original intention to find treasures in the East Sea.

"Truly the most vibrant era."

Along the way, Qingyi encountered all sorts of living beings.

This is the most prosperous era in the primordial world, with all kinds of creatures emerging and creating a lively scene, completely different from the desolation during the previous Great Tribulation of the Three Races.

"At this time, the innate spiritual energy in the primordial world is at its most abundant, and all living beings are born as immortals; there are no beings below the level of immortals."

Unfortunately, this era was short-lived, after Gonggong struck Buzhou Mountain.

The innate spiritual energy ceased to exist, and the entire primordial world was downgraded.

Qingyi guessed that the Ancestral Witch knew that he had been tricked and was powerless to reverse the situation, which is why Gonggong angrily rammed Buzhou Mountain.

The primordial world created by the Father God does not belong to us, so you should not even think about surviving.

Given Gonggong's personality, this is quite possible.

"Damn Hongjun!"

Qing Yi cursed angrily, determined not to let this happen again this time.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Qingyi stopped in his tracks.

"Hongjun?"

Qingyi thought Hongjun was Cao Cao, who had appeared out of nowhere.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyi."

Hongjun, with the incomplete Jade Tablet of Creation atop his shoulder, spoke with a smile.

"Hongjun, what business do you have with me?"

Qing Yi took out the measuring ruler. "Could it be that you realize you were wrong and have come here to apologize?"

"If you are willing to kowtow 30,000 times towards Buzhou Mountain and then be struck 100,000 times with the ruler, I will forgive you on behalf of the great god Pangu."

Hongjun wished he could kill Qingyi countless times in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face at all.

"Fellow Daoist, you jest. I am also wholeheartedly devoted to the Primordial World."

"On the contrary, why do you, fellow Daoist, want to hinder the development of the descendants of the Great God Pangu?"

Qingyi felt a chill in his heart. What a shameless Hongjun! He even dared to label people.