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

Outside Chaoge City.

Small courtyard.

Li Xuan was lying in the sun when a crisp system notification sounded in his mind again.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for once again helping your loved one fulfill their long-cherished wish! Rewards: [Perfect World: The Ten Evils], [Modern Management Guide], [Sweet Potato], [Brewery Iron Casting Technology Guide]."

Li Xuan looked at the system notification, but his heart was no longer stirred.

I don't even have the desire to complain anymore.

He even felt that his mindset had become peaceful.

It's mainly because I'm used to it.

After all, life is like rape; if you can't resist, then learn to enjoy it.

Moreover, not all of the rewards this time are useless.

For example, sweet potatoes, and that block smelting iron casting technology, Li Xuan felt were quite practical.

Sweet potatoes, needless to say, are a truly miraculous crop that can yield a thousand catties per mu. No matter the era, ensuring that people have enough to eat is always the most important thing.

What truly caught Li Xuan's eye was the iron smelting and casting technology.

Keep in mind, this was during the Shang Dynasty.

Although it is a primordial world with divine treasures, those are only used by the gods.

Ordinary people still use simple farming tools made of stone and animal bones to farm, which are very inefficient.

Bronze does exist, but it's all used for ritual objects and weapons; ordinary people simply can't afford it.

Iron farm tools are more than five times more efficient than stone farm tools!

Li Xuan had stored up some food during his previous sign-in session, so he wouldn't go hungry for the time being.

But we can't just sit around and live off our savings forever.

Therefore, he paid great attention to the iron smelting technology discussed in this book.

He became excited immediately after receiving the book.

He immediately found an open space in the backyard and, following the diagrams in the book and the simple template provided by the system, began to painstakingly build a small iron smelting workshop.

He plans to make some handy farming tools himself to prepare for future farming.

With the help of the system, this small casting room was set up in just one day.

A stove was lit inside, and the temperature rose rapidly, becoming unbearably hot.

Li Xuan went inside to work, and because it was so hot, he had to take off his shirt, leaving his shirt bare.

He turned to Su Daji and said, "It's too hot inside. You should rest outside and not come in to suffer."

Su Daji shook her head: "Young master, I'm not afraid of the heat. Let me go in and help you, even just as an assistant." She insisted on coming along.

While handing tools to Li Xuan, Su Daji couldn't help but steal glances at his bare upper body.

She swallowed hard, thinking to herself: "The young master looks slim in his clothes, but he's quite well-endowed underneath... This trip was really worth it, a real feast for the eyes." Thinking this, the scorching heat didn't seem so unbearable anymore.

……

While Li Xuan and Su Daji were busy in the casting room...

Neither of them noticed that a faint aura of human destiny was quietly growing with each strike and refinement they made.

However, they didn't feel it.

At the same time, a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe descended from the sky and landed near the small courtyard.

He was an avatar of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

As soon as he landed, he keenly sensed the unusually active human destiny, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Such a strong sense of humanity!"

The Tongtian clone was secretly surprised, "Could it be that the master Yunxiao spoke of is really here?"

Because Yunxiao hadn't given him a specific address beforehand, only telling him, "Master, once you arrive outside Chaoge City, you'll spot that young master at a glance. He's like a firefly in the night; it's hard for him to stay out of the way."

When Li Xuan was mentioned, Yunxiao's tone of admiration made Tongtian Jiaozhu, his master, feel a little envious.

He felt that Yunxiao's admiration for this "reclusive master" Li Xuan was almost surpassing that for his own master.

So, the Tongtian Sect Leader came here in person this time with a bit of a competitive spirit in mind, wanting to see just who this Li Xuan really was.

With these mixed feelings, looking at the unremarkable thatched courtyard in front of him, the Tongtian Sect Leader immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Because he couldn't see through the depths of this small courtyard at all!

This took him quite a surprise.

You should know that when he looked down from high above, he didn't notice anything special about this place.

Only when you get really close can you realize how extraordinary this place is.

What does this mean?

This means that the cultivation level of the person residing here is probably no weaker than that of a saint like myself! They are definitely a saint-level existence!

Here comes the problem.

Without the Primordial Purple Qi, how could a new sage be born in this world?

A great doubt arose in the mind of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

Filled with questions, he straightened his robes, walked to the wooden door of the courtyard, and gently knocked.

"Knock knock knock..." A knocking sound rang out.

Hearing the knock, Su Daji peeked out from the backyard. She wiped her sweat, walked to the front yard, and opened the gate.

Standing outside the door was a Taoist priest in blue robes with an ethereal air. Su Daji looked at him with some confusion: "Who are you?"

The Master of the Heavens bowed slightly, his attitude calm: "I am Xiaoyun's master. I heard that my disciple has troubled you here, so I have come to pay my respects to the host and express my gratitude in person."

The Master of the Heavens bowed slightly, his attitude calm: "I am Xiaoyun's master. I heard that my disciple has troubled you here, so I have come to pay my respects to the host and express my gratitude in person."

Xiao Yun? Su Daji was stunned for a moment, then realized, isn't Xiao Yun the same as Yunxiao? Then her master... isn't he...?!

With a whoosh, Su Daji felt her mind go blank, and her hands and feet instantly turned ice-cold.

Even if the saint in front of her appeared very approachable, the oppressive feeling brought about by the huge difference in their levels of life made her tremble uncontrollably, and her hands started shaking.

"Saint...Saint..."

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't even utter a complete name.

At this moment, Li Xuan also heard the commotion, and came out from the backyard shirtless, carrying an iron hammer.

He saw Su Daji blocking the doorway, her body trembling like a leaf, and there seemed to be someone standing outside the door.

"What's wrong, Daji? Who's here? Are they looking for trouble?"

Li Xuan frowned slightly and stepped forward.

He thought some fool had come knocking on his door.

After all, this is not a society governed by the rule of law.

Startled awake by Li Xuan's voice, Su Daji quickly stepped aside and stammered an explanation:

"Young...Young Master! It's not trouble! It's...it's Miss Xiaoyun's master!"

Her voice was trembling.

"Xiaoyun's master?"

Li Xuan paused for a moment and looked at the Taoist in blue outside the door.

The Tongtian Sect Leader also sized up Li Xuan.

The young man in front of me was well-proportioned with smooth muscle lines. He was holding a hammer and was covered in sweat. He looked like an ordinary young blacksmith from a farming family.

But those eyes were clear and deep, as if they contained some indescribable Taoist charm.

What shocked Tongtian even more was that, with his saintly eyesight, he couldn't see through the depth of the young man's cultivation at all!

The other party had neither immortal energy nor divine fluctuations, nor even powerful blood energy; he was just like a true mortal.

But this only makes it seem even more unfathomable!

Li Xuan didn't think too much about it. Upon hearing that it was Xiao Yun's master, he immediately smiled and casually put the iron hammer aside.

"Oh! So you're Miss Yun's master! Please come in, please come in! Daji, what are you standing there for? Please invite our guest in and have a seat."

His tone was casual and natural, as if he were just an ordinary neighbor.

Suppressing his astonishment, the Tongtian Sect Leader stepped into the courtyard.

His gaze swept casually over the furnishings in the courtyard. Each item seemed ordinary, yet it exuded an indescribable harmony and Taoist charm.

Li Xuan said, "Please sit down, I'll go wash my face."

He then ran off to fetch water.

Su Daji then seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly went to move a stool and pour water, her hands still trembling slightly.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard and watched Li Xuan walk over, casually wiping the sweat off his body after washing his face.

Li Xuan asked with a smile, "How have you been lately, Miss Yun? You left in quite a hurry last time."

The Tongtian Sect Leader nodded, his tone gentle: "My disciple is well. I have come here for two reasons: first, to pay my respects, and second, to express my gratitude on behalf of my disciple. Thank you for your generosity in gifting her those...precious fruits." He carefully considered his words.

"Acknowledgements? Rare fruit?"

Li Xuan was a little confused by what he said, but then he realized what he meant, burst into laughter, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Oh! You're too kind! Just a few sour and astringent plums? If Miss Yun likes them, she can take them. Is it really worth you making a special trip to thank me? That's too much of a formality!"

His sour and astringent plums? The Tongtian Sect Leader's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

That's the Yellow Plum, the top of the ten innate spiritual roots! A single one of these supreme immortal treasures that would make even a Great Luo Golden Immortal fight tooth and nail for it!

In his mouth, it actually became a sour and astringent broken plum?

This spirit...this vision...the Tongtian Sect Leader's evaluation of Li Xuan instantly rose several levels.

This fellow Daoist is probably even more unfathomable than he imagined!

The Master of Heaven composed himself and decided to stop dwelling on the issue of the fruit.

He straightened his expression, preparing to get to the point and explain his true purpose.

"Fellow Daoist is quite right; a few spiritual fruits are nothing to speak of. Besides expressing my gratitude, I have some questions I'd like to ask you..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was another knock on the gate, accompanied by a familiar loud voice and a deep animal growl.

"Knock knock knock!"

The knocking was urgent.

"Moo—!" That was the sound of the Five-Colored Divine Ox.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Feihu's signature booming voice rang out: "Young Master! Is the Young Master in? Open the door!"

Then came Di Xin's more familiar voice, tinged with affection and familiarity: "Son! Father's here! Open the door!"

Upon hearing that it was Di Xin and Huang Feihu, Li Xuan smiled helplessly and said to the Tongtian Sect Leader:

"Well, two more freeloaders have come. Please have a seat, I'll go open the door."

He turned and walked to the courtyard gate, which creaked open.

With a creak, the door opened.

Outside the door, Di Xin and Huang Feihu wore hearty smiles.

Di Xin opened his arms wide, as if preparing to embrace him: "Son! Has your father missed you...?"

However, before he could utter the words "I'll kill you," Di Xin's gaze passed over Li Xuan's shoulder and landed on the face of the figure in green robes sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard.

In an instant, Di Xin's smile froze, and his outstretched arms hung frozen in mid-air.

Huang Feihu, who was next to him, also froze on his smile, his eyes wide open as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable.

The two men were frozen in place, staring intently at the Tongtian Sect Leader in the courtyard, their mouths slightly agape, as if they could fit a duck egg inside.

Li Xuan had never seen the portraits of the Three Pure Ones.

But as the Emperor and King Wucheng, how could Di Xin and Huang Feihu not have seen it?

Upon seeing someone who looked exactly like one of the Three Pure Ones in the portrait, they were naturally shocked.

After the initial shock, his curiosity grew. Di Xin stammered as he pointed towards the heavens.

Li Xuan looked at them and, without waiting for them to ask, began to introduce them: "Oh, this is Miss Yun's master." He pointed to Tongtian.

Tongtian nodded slightly and said calmly, "This humble Taoist comes from the Jie Sect."

He originally wanted to give his real name, but then he remembered that Yunxiao said Li Xuan liked to travel the world under an assumed name to avoid being tainted by the aura of the Investiture of the Gods. Also, this place was too close to Chaoge, so he followed suit and said, "Illegible name: Sword Maniac."

Upon hearing the name "Sword Maniac," Li Xuan glanced again at the Qingping Sword on Tongtian's back and suddenly realized:

"Oh, Sword Maniac, I was wondering why Miss Xiaoyun was so excited when I mentioned the Jie Sect earlier.

However, he didn't think much of it, assuming they were just second-rate disciples of the Jie Sect.

After all, the Jie Sect teaches without discrimination and accepts everyone.

Moreover, Yunxiao had said to him last time that his Taoist magic was not up to par, and Li Xuan had taken it seriously.

He remained calm.

Di Xin and Huang Feihu on the opposite side both trembled.

At first, it was just a suspicion, but after hearing Tongtian say that he came from the Jie Sect and used the alias "Sword Maniac", and combining that with the portrait... it completely confirmed this person's identity!

The thought of facing the Sage Tongtian Sect Leader made even King Wucheng Huang Feihu's legs go weak and tremble.

Di Xin's heart was filled with even more turmoil.

Then I thought of "Little Yun," with whom I had a pleasant conversation before.

Is Miss Xiaoyun a disciple of the Tongtian Sect Leader?

Isn't that an immortal? There's an immortal named Yun Yao...

Holy crap! Yunxiao Niangniang, one of the Three Immortal Maidens?!

The two were shocked again.

Huang Feihu was so excited that he trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Li Xuan looked at him, completely bewildered.

"Old Huang, what happened to you? How could you fall down on flat ground?"

Di Xin reacted quickly, stepping forward and grabbing Huang Feihu to his feet, laughing as he did so.

"Oh dear, it's alright, it's alright! This kid was in a good mood yesterday and drank too much. He's still not fully sober! He's even staggering when he walks. I'm sorry to have troubled you, Fellow Sword Maniac."

As he spoke, he patted Huang Feihu's shoulder forcefully, signaling him to stay calm.

Huang Feihu also gave a dry laugh, his face still pale with shock, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Yes...yes, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Fellow Sword Fanatic."

He steadied himself with Di Xin's help, but his legs were still trembling slightly. He had almost cried out "Sage!"

That's the Tongtian Sect Master!

The founder of the Jie Sect! One of the most powerful figures in the prehistoric world!

Huang Feihu felt that his son Huang Tianhua's ability to become a disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect was a stroke of good fortune, bringing honor to his ancestors.

But now?

He was actually sitting in the same farmhouse courtyard as the Sage of Heaven?

This...this is like the Huang family's ancestral graves have been blown up!

He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat on the stone bench, his expression calm and undisturbed, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Di Xin and Huang Feihu.

With his cultivation level and eyesight, he naturally saw through the identities of the two people at a glance.

Emperor Xin?

King Wu Cheng, Huang Feihu?

However, in the eyes of this sage, he was nothing more than one of the masses.

He didn't need to pay too much attention to the three Holy Emperors of Huoyun Cave in front of him, let alone these two.

His purpose for this trip was still Li Xuan, and the earth-shattering prophecy concerning the future of the Jie Sect.

He completely disregarded Di Xin's clumsy excuse and didn't bother to expose it.

His gaze returned to Li Xuan, tinged with inquiry and seriousness.

The question that had just been interrupted by the knocking on the door has resurfaced in my mind, and is now even more urgent.

They didn't care that there were other people present.

In any case, according to Li Xuan, Di Xin and they were also brothers in misfortune.

Thinking it over, Tongtian leaned forward slightly, staring into Li Xuan's eyes, his voice low and direct, getting straight to the point:

"Fellow Daoist Li, I have not yet finished asking my question."

I heard you make a prediction to my disciple before, saying that the Jie Sect would eventually perish and all the immortals would come to pay homage in vain. Is it really just because there was a traitor within the sect?

While traitors are certainly hateful, can a few mere traitors truly shake the foundation of the Jie Sect?

"If... I mean if, from the very beginning, these traitors had been brought under control, would the outcome for the Jie Sect have been different?"