Primordial Era: Mistakenly Taking Emperor Xin as Father, Nuwa is Destroyed at the Start

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Yunxiao stood there, his mind buzzing.

She looked at the ancient scripture called "Devouring Heaven Demon Art" imprinted deep within her soul. Every word seemed to be formed from the laws of the Great Dao, exuding a profound and awe-inspiring Daoist charm.

"This...this is really the Devouring Heaven Demon Art? The technique created by the Ruthless Great Emperor in her first life in the book? The technique that helped her rise from a mortal to the pinnacle of power??"

A tidal wave of shock surged through her mind. "This book... isn't it a fictional story? I... I read a book and somehow obtained the cultivation techniques from it??"

Yunxiao was completely dumbfounded.

So this is what Di Xin meant by "There are houses of gold in books"!

This left her with extremely mixed feelings.

It took her a while to barely suppress the shock in her heart and come back to her senses.

My gaze swept across the small courtyard.

Su Daji was quietly sweeping the floor not far away.

Di Xin was still holding the book "Dragon Talisman: The Legend of the Heavenly Talisman Emperor," reading it with great absorption, and a faint golden aura of human destiny was surging around him.

Huang Feihu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, a mysterious aura flowing around him, clearly digesting what he had just gained.

As for Li Xuan himself, he was fast asleep on a bamboo recliner not far away, and one could even hear his soft snoring.

Yunxiao composed himself and couldn't help but ask Su Daji in a soft voice:

"How long...did I watch?"

Su Daji stopped what she was doing and replied with a smile:

"It's been a day and a night."

Yunxiao was in a daze again.

Time flies so fast?

She didn't have time to think further. She quickly walked to Li Xuan's recliner and bowed deeply to the sleeping Li Xuan once again.

"Young Master's kindness is deeply appreciated. I will surely repay it in the future!"

Li Xuan was half asleep when he was startled by the noise and half-opened his eyes.

"Hmm? Ah... what's wrong?" He rubbed his eyes and sat up. "Oh, Miss Yun, you've finished reading?"

He recognized Yunxiao and quickly waved his hand.

"Oh, no need, no need, you're too kind! I just had some water, ate a couple of plums, and read for a while... What kind of favor is this? Don't put on that show!"

He acted as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

Seeing his casual manner, Yunxiao was even more grateful and solemnly said again:

"Your kindness, sir, will be forever remembered. I will take my leave now and return another day to express my gratitude."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

After taking only two steps, his gaze inadvertently swept over an inconspicuous bamboo trash can in the corner of the yard—the place where Li Xuan usually threw away fruit peels and other odds and ends.

Inside the basket, there were three or four fruits lying there!

verdant It was filled with spiritual energy; it didn't look broken at all.

Isn't that the innate spiritual root, Huang Zhongli?!

Yunxiao froze in place, his eyes wide with disbelief and immense confusion.

She pointed to the basket, her voice slightly trembling:

"Miss Su...Miss Su, what...what is this?"

Su Daji looked in the direction she was pointing, nodded knowingly, and said in a natural tone:

"Oh, those. Young master said those weren't very good quality, they might have turned sour, they were spoiled fruit and couldn't be eaten, so he just threw them away."

Yunxiao: "???"

Yunxiao: "..."

She felt her breath catch for a moment.

Only one thought kept flashing through my mind: Yellow plum! Bad fruit?! Throw it away?!

This is the most top-grade innate spiritual fruit in the primordial world!

A treasure that countless powerful beings would fight tooth and nail to obtain!

In the young master's eyes... it was actually thrown into the trash can because it was a "bad fruit"?!

This... this goes beyond just being a waste of resources!

It's simply...it's simply...

Yunxiao felt a strong sense of absurdity and heartache rush to her head, leaving her completely numb.

Although she herself would certainly not eat the "discarded" fruit, if she brought it back to the disciples of the Jie Sect, it would definitely cause a scramble, the kind that would lead to a fight!

A huge temptation and a strong sense of "not wasting" are pulling in opposite directions.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and spoke to Su Daji in a conciliatory tone, as tactfully as possible:

"Miss Su, these fruits... since the young master has already discarded them, may I... take them with me?"

She paused, then added:

"This thing is ultimately... too much of a waste to discard. I'll take it with me; it might be useful for something else. It's better than letting it gather dust here."

She tried not to be too blunt.

Li Xuan, who was on the recliner next to him, heard the gist of the story and was even more surprised, and his sleepiness was almost completely gone.

He stood up and walked a few steps to the tall yellow plum sapling.

"What? A few rotten plums, what's the big deal? You like these things?"

Before Yunxiao could answer, Li Xuan had already nimbly reached out and, with a few quick swishes, picked a whole basket full of fresh... The Huangzhong plum, brimming with vitality.

He carried the heavy basket and shoved it directly into Yunxiao's arms, who was still in a daze.

"Here you go! Fresh! Plenty!" The gesture was as generous as if he were giving away freshly picked cabbages from his own garden.

Yunxiao instinctively hugged the basket.

The basket was heavy in my hand, and every fruit in it radiated a spiritual light, its abundant spiritual energy almost overflowing.

Her hands trembled slightly uncontrollably.

This...this is too precious! A whole basket of top-grade innate spiritual fruits!

"Young Master, this...this is too precious! Yunxiao is unworthy of it..." Holding the basket, she felt the favor was heavier than a mountain, weighing her down, unsure of what to do. "Your kindness is immense, Yunxiao...truly doesn't know how to repay it!"

Perhaps it was because her emotions were too intense, or perhaps it was Li Xuan's completely nonchalant attitude that made her instantly less reserved and hesitant.

Yunxiao acted impulsively, his body moving faster than his thoughts.

She quickly took a step closer and gently and swiftly kissed Li Xuan's still sleepy and slightly dazed face!

"Take care, young master!"

After saying that, she reacted as if she had been burned, clutching the basket of yellow plums that could drive even the most powerful beings in the primordial world mad, and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

Li Xuan froze on the spot.

I felt a fragrant breeze brush past, leaving a soft, warm touch on my cheek.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face.

When I looked up again, the person had vanished without a trace.

"Oh my god..." he muttered, his expression a little dazed.

Outside the courtyard gate, high in the sky.

Yunxiao rode on a beam of light, his cheeks burning hot enough to fry an egg.

She held the basket in one hand and covered her burning cheeks with the other, her heart filled with shame and disbelief.

"Yunxiao, what are you doing?!" she whispered in frustration, her heart pounding as if it would burst out of her chest.

"No! Now is not the time to think about this!" She shook her head violently, trying to shake off those romantic thoughts.

Her pretty face instantly turned serious.

The most urgent task is to return to Jin'ao Island immediately!

Master must find out these earth-shattering secrets concerning the life and death of the Jie Sect as soon as possible!

She accelerated her escape light by three times, transforming into an even faster streak of light, and sped off towards the East China Sea at full speed.

yard.

Li Xuan was still savoring the lightning-fast attack, his fingers unconsciously stroking his cheek.

He couldn't help but sigh and complain to the air:

"Holy crap, the people of the Great Shang are so honest and simple! A few rotten plums are nothing special, but don't miss the exciting part: Chapter 22 Yunxiao obtains the 'Devouring Heaven Demon Art'; Li Xuan: The people of the Great Shang are too simple and honest, even rotten plums are treasures? Full text available, click. It actually had this effect?"

"A goddess of this caliber, in my past life, let alone sour plums, even if you offered her a mountain of gold, she wouldn't even lift a finger! Tsk tsk..."

Su Daji stood aside, silently watching all of this.

He watched as Yunxiao kissed Li Xuan and then flew away.

Listening to Li Xuan's感慨 about "trading a sour plum for a kiss from a goddess".

She felt a pang of jealousy, a strong sense of crisis and urgency welling up inside her.

She began to reflect deeply on herself.

"Am I... too reserved, too subtle?"

"Does the young master...prefer more proactive girls?"

"Looks like... I need to change my strategy too!"

She then recalled Li Xuan's hazy murmurs about "black stockings" and "..." during his half-asleep state. 。

A hint of curiosity and inquiry flashed deep in his eyes.

"Black stockings... what exactly are they?" she wondered to herself. "They sound like some kind of special magical artifact? Or... clothing? Why is the young master so fixated on them?"

Su Daji thought about it and decided to ask indirectly.

She gently walked to Li Xuan's side, who was dozing off again, and spoke softly:

"Young master, that 'black stockings' you mentioned before..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Li Xuan tilted his head to the side, slid his body on the recliner, found a more comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep again.

A steady snoring sound followed.

Su Daji: "..."

She looked at Li Xuan's sprawled-out, unladylike sleeping posture, and her lips twitched slightly.

The scene before me, and the words "exhausting my energy," just felt... extremely difficult to bear.

the other side.

Di Xin finally raised his head from the book "Dragon Talisman: The Biography of the Heavenly Talisman Emperor".

He exhaled a long, deep breath, his eyes gleaming with a brilliant light, as if containing a myriad of wonders. He couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.

"Excellent! What a magnificent Emperor Tianfu! Truly unparalleled in spirit and with a heart encompassing the universe! I... I have truly benefited greatly!"

The golden humanistic aura that had been subtly surging around him had become even more condensed and substantial, indicating that he had gained a great deal.

Huang Feihu also awoke from his meditation, feeling that the flow of magical power within his body was more harmonious and that his cultivation had improved considerably.

He asked Di Xin curiously:

"Sir, what great fortune have you gained from this book?"

Di Xin waved his hand, not answering directly, with a mysterious yet satisfied smile on his face.

He grabbed Huang Feihu's arm:

"Let's go! There's no time to lose!"

Huang Feihu was pulled so hard he stumbled, a little dazed:

"Master, why the rush?"

Di Xin's expression turned solemn, and his tone became heavy:

"It's not that we're in a hurry! It's that the people of Da Shang can't wait!"

He looked at Huang Feihu, his eyes filled with the responsibility of a monarch:

"Every day the gods in Heaven go on strike, the people suffer another day! The rampant demons and monsters, the frequent floods and droughts—these are matters of life and death! Not a moment can be wasted!"

Huang Feihu's expression hardened, and he immediately understood the urgency of the situation:

"Sir is right! I was confused!"

Seeing this, Su Daji hurriedly asked:

"Should we wake the young master? Perhaps we can discuss this with him?"

Di Xin immediately stopped him, lowered his voice, and looked at the sleeping Li Xuan with a hint of heartache:

Shh! Don't disturb him!

His eyes were filled with gratitude:

"Xuan'er has devoted himself to the Shang Dynasty, sacrificing so much! Let him rest well and get a good night's sleep!"

After saying that, he and Huang Feihu both tiptoed towards the courtyard gate, like thieves, careful and stealthy, afraid of making any noise that might wake Li Xuan.

Looking at their comical yet earnest expressions, Su Daji suddenly remembered something and called out to Di Xin, who was about to slip out of the courtyard.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

She walked quickly to the precious yellow plum tree and deftly picked a full basket of lush, vibrant fruit.

She carried the basket, walked quickly to Di Xin, and handed it to him.

"Sir, take this with you."

Di Xin looked at the basket of vibrant yellow plums with great surprise:

"This is?"

Su Daji smiled and explained:

"Young Master just mumbled something in a daze. He said that you are, after all, his precious father. Miss Yun took a whole basket with her when she left, how can you leave empty-handed? Let you have a taste, don't be shy."

Upon hearing this, Di Xin felt a surge of warmth in his heart, filled with gratitude.

He solemnly accepted the heavy basket of spiritual fruits.

"Good! Good child! He really is my... really my good son!" He was deeply moved and felt that recognizing this "son" was the greatest blessing and savior bestowed upon the Shang Dynasty by Heaven.

After a moment of reflection, Di Xin didn't linger any longer. He exchanged a glance with Huang Feihu, and the two of them, carrying the basket of "fresh" Huangzhong plums that would make even a sage take notice, quietly slipped out of the courtyard and quickly disappeared into the path outside the courtyard.

The courtyard finally fell completely quiet.

Only Su Daji, holding a broom, and Li Xuan, fast asleep on a bamboo chair, snoring loudly.

Su Daji looked at Li Xuan's unrestrained sleeping posture, which had no regard for his image whatsoever.

Then think back to Di Xin's respectful assessment of him as he left: "He devoted himself to his work with utmost care and effort."

Then I remembered that top-grade spiritual fruit that had been discarded as a "rotten plum".

The stark contrast finally made her unable to hold back.

A soft chuckle escaped her lips.

I just felt that this absurd yet heartwarming scene was just too... hard to bear.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Di Xin and Huang Feihu had just returned to the gates of Chaoge City.

At a glance, a long queue could be seen outside the city gate.

Empress Jiang and Prime Minister Shang Rong are directing the establishment of soup kitchens to provide relief to disaster victims.

These are all people who suffered because of the strike by the gods in Heaven.

Di Xin saw this and felt quite gratified.

Huang Feihu couldn't help but exclaim, "Her Majesty the Empress is virtuous; she is truly a blessing to our Great Shang Dynasty."

When Shang Rong and Empress Jiang heard that Di Xin had returned, they quickly came to greet him.

However, unlike the people who felt somewhat relieved after receiving the porridge, they were not as fortunate.

Both of them had a worried look on their faces, and they seemed to be preoccupied with something.

Distributing porridge can only provide temporary relief; it doesn't solve the underlying problem.

They understand this principle very well.

Empress Jiang carefully considered her words, her tone tactful: "Your Majesty, given the current situation...why not consider taking a step back temporarily? Perhaps show weakness and submit to the Heavenly Court?"

She analyzed, "Waterwheels and open channels have only just begun to be promoted and haven't been fully implemented yet. Now, being targeted by the Heavenly Court and hindered at every turn is really delaying things. A small act of impatience can ruin a big plan; temporarily yielding is not an impossible feat."

Shang Rong nodded repeatedly beside him: "Yes, Your Majesty, the Empress is absolutely right. Enduring this moment of anger may buy us a chance to catch our breath."

Both men looked at Di Xin with hope and worry in their eyes. They knew Di Xin's temper, but they were more worried about the suffering people.

Di Xin understood that they were acting in the best interests of the Shang Dynasty, and he was not angry.

But of course he wouldn't agree.

Di Xin simply smiled, appearing confident: "You don't need to worry too much. I've already thought of a solution."

Seeing the two men's puzzled looks, he bluntly offered his answer: "If the Heavenly Court won't help us, then we'll make ourselves gods!"

He brought out Li Xuan's theory.

Shang Rong and Empress Jiang were both stunned when they heard this.

"To... to deify oneself?" Shang Rong could hardly believe his ears. "Your Majesty, to bestow titles upon gods... this is no child's play!"

Empress Jiang also looked worried: "Your Majesty, this matter is no small thing. What gives you the confidence?"

They thought the idea was too unrealistic.

Di Xin was full of confidence, and his aura suddenly changed.

boom!

A powerful aura of imperial destiny suddenly surged forth from his body!