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

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That familiar aura once again drew the attention of the three Holy Emperors.

Xuanyuan's gaze was instantly captured.

He carefully sensed the unique Daoist charm contained in the newly arrived auspicious cloud, his expression shifting from doubt to astonishment, and then to disbelief!

He took a deep breath.

That's when I truly understood what the "law of true fragrance" meant.

It's easy to advise others, but when it comes to yourself, the feeling is completely different!

He discovered that the core principles contained within this second cloud of auspicious merit were closely connected to the very foundation of his great path—warfare and cultural development!

This has an irresistible attraction for him to improve his own Dao realm!

Xuanyuan could no longer sit still.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Fuxi beside him, whose expression had already turned rather unpleasant. His face held a mixture of eagerness and embarrassment as he asked in a teasing tone:

"Um...brother, this...you...you won't mind, will you?"

Fuxi felt extremely uncomfortable looking at Xuanyuan's expression, which clearly showed that he wanted it but was pretending to ask.

But what could he say?

Could we possibly stop them?

Fuxi forced a smile that could be described as "magnanimous," his voice sounding somewhat hoarse: "Hehe...of course not. Since it is beneficial to your Great Dao, you may take it."

But the smile on his face had completely vanished.

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan was overjoyed!

"Thank you for your understanding, brother!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot into the sky like an arrow, instantly flying to the outside of the Fire Cloud Cave, heading towards the auspicious cloud of merit that belonged to him!

Another thick beam of golden light of merit crashed down and entered Xuanyuan's body!

boom!

Xuanyuan's aura also surged suddenly!

The golden light of merit behind him also surged, becoming increasingly dazzling, majestic, and imposing, as if it contained the power to create the world and conquer all directions.

Feeling the profound sensation of the Great Dao within his body being nourished and his realm subtly improving, Xuanyuan was also excited.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, his voice booming like a great bell, filled with unbridled joy:

"Hahaha! Excellent! What a brilliant way of iron smelting! Ingenious! This Shang Dynasty... truly has some unexpected tricks up its sleeve!"

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi looked at Xuanyuan outside the cave, who was also brimming with merit and high spirits, and then turned to look at Shennong beside him, who was still immersed in the joy of the merit of sweet potatoes.

This feeling truly reflects the old saying: "It's not scarcity that's worrisome, but inequality!"

Even though he knew this was a blatant scheme by the Shang Dynasty to divide and conquer, he still witnessed his two good brothers being "bought off" by this enormous amount of merit, and personally experienced the feeling of being rejected and isolated.

Fuxi felt an indescribable tightness in his chest, unable to go up or down.

But what could he do?

On the surface, they still have to pretend to be very generous.

Especially when Shennong and Xuanyuan finished refining their merits, their faces were still full of joy, and they looked at him together with questioning eyes.

Fuxi's heart was bleeding.

He immediately forced a wave of his hand, pretending to be relaxed, and said, "It's alright, it's alright."

He cleared his throat, trying to appear serious, and began to remind him:

"My two worthy brothers, it is certainly a cause for celebration to have obtained this treasure. But remember, the will of Heaven cannot be altered."

Fuxi emphasized, "As Holy Emperors, inheriting the legacy of humanity, we must be even more steadfast in our stance. We must not waver or shake our fundamental principles because of a few merits!"

Upon hearing this, Shennong and Xuanyuan's expressions of joy faded slightly, and they both showed some hesitation.

Shennong rubbed his hands together, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Brother is absolutely right. However... we cannot accept something for nothing. The Shang Dynasty has presented us with these two important artifacts, which will indeed be of real benefit to our cultivation. If we were to completely ignore them, it would seem... rather heartless?"

Xuanyuan immediately nodded in agreement: "Brother Shennong is right. Brother, we have received such great favors from them. If we do not express our gratitude in any way, it may discourage the people of the world and damage the reputation of our Fire Cloud Cave."

Fuxi watched the two of them singing in unison, and his heart ached.

He patiently asked, "In your opinion, my two virtuous brothers, how should we 'express' our feelings in a way that is both 'humane' and 'preserves our reputation'?"

Shennong and Xuanyuan exchanged a glance, and Shennong cautiously probed:

"Brother, how about this? On the day of the Investiture of the Gods, my true form and Brother Xuanyuan's will remain in the Fire Cloud Cave. We will not take a single step out, and we will not shake your and Goddess Nuwa's stance."

Xuanyuan quickly continued:

"Yes! We only sent down a wisp of spiritual light, attaching it to the two holy emperor statues in Chaoge. In this way, it can be considered our response to the offering of treasures, showing that we are not ungrateful, and it can also be considered... well, as a way of supporting the Great Shang and making a statement?"

He paused, then emphasized, "That's all! Not a single bit more! What do you think, brother?"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the two men, and thinking about the benefits they had just received, Fuxi sighed deeply.

He knew that this was the biggest concession his two brothers had made, while still considering his feelings.

Fuxi forced a smile and nodded with utter helplessness.

"Sigh... never mind."

He sighed heavily, as if he had used up all his strength.

"Let it be as you two wise brothers suggest. Let the divine light descend, and stop short of a point."

Fuxi suddenly raised his head, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp as he stared intently at Shennong and Xuanyuan, his voice also becoming deep.

"But this is the limit! Absolutely no more!"

He emphasized, almost word by word: "Remember! It's merely a matter of the divine light descending! It's merely about the statue being imbued! Absolutely no divine intervention! Absolutely no speaking! And absolutely no interference with the ceremony whatsoever! This is the bottom line!"

"Understood! Understood!"

"Rest assured, brother! We will remember this!"

When Shennong and Xuanyuan heard that Fuxi had agreed, they were overjoyed and could no longer suppress their smiles. They nodded vigorously and agreed repeatedly.

……

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past two days, Yun Zhongzi has been staying at the post station, waiting silently.

In the past two days.

Although Shang Rong and others would come over every day to inquire about our well-being.

But the great Shang ruler he was waiting for never appeared.

At first, Yun Zhongzi was very angry.

But now, the anger in his heart has been replaced by something deeper.

He sat in the quiet room, listening to the sounds of Chaoge City outside the post station.

The commotion outside has been getting bigger and bigger these past few days.

There was a lot of banging and clanging, and a great deal of noise.

Especially today, the noise was like boiling water, drilling straight into his ears from a great distance.

The excited shouts of people could be faintly heard:

"Hurry, hurry! The Investiture of the Gods ceremony is about to begin!"

"It's right in the central square! I heard you can see lots of deities there!"

"Your Majesty is truly wise and mighty! Our Great Shang Dynasty now has its own god!"

These words clearly reached Yun Zhongzi's ears.

Yun Zhongzi slowly put down his teacup.

The bottom of the cup tapped on the table with a crisp, soft sound.

Instead of being angry, he felt a chilling calmness, even a hint of mockery.

Are you dragging me along? Leaving me hanging?

Did you think that would solve everything?

Innocent!

He stood up and walked to the window.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, piercing through the windows of the post station, as if he could already see the high platform being built in the square, the "scaled and armored people" who were about to be conferred titles, and Di Xin's smug face.

He sneered inwardly.

good very good.

Didn't you, Di Xin, want to hold this ridiculous Investiture of the Gods ceremony?

Are you trying to deceive me and avoid my guidance?

Today, I, a humble Taoist priest, am going to personally "show my support" for you!

Let this carefully planned farce of yours become a complete joke in front of the world!

Yun Zhongzi's eyes sharpened, and he no longer hesitated.

He strode over and grabbed the heavy peach wood sword.

Carrying a giant peach wood sword, he walked steadily towards the direction from which the clamor came from outside the inn—the venue of the Investiture of the Gods ceremony.

……

The Fengshen Square was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder.

The people stood on tiptoe, craned their necks, and excitedly looked towards the high platform in the center.

A murmur of discussion arose.

"Look, look! Aren't those the immortals who are about to be deified?"

"His Majesty is here too, how majestic!"

"I heard that our Great Shang Dynasty will now have its own deities to protect us!"

Prime Minister Shang Rong stood at the very front of the high platform, next to Du Yuanxian of the Conferred Gods Bureau. Both men wore joyful expressions and spoke in loud voices.

Shang Rong proclaimed loudly, "Gentlemen! Today is the momentous day that our Great Shang Dynasty establishes the Conferring Gods Bureau and bestows titles upon the first batch of guardian deities!"

Du Yuanxian continued, "Immortals Yuan Hong, Yu Yixian, Ma Yuan, and others possess profound cultivation, are devoted to humanity, and protect their respective regions! With the Emperor's grace, they are formally conferred divine titles today!"

The audience below the stage became even more excited upon hearing this, and they applauded and cheered.

"OK!"

"Long live the Great Shang Dynasty! Long live His Majesty!"

"We're blessed by the gods!"

An invisible force of human destiny quietly rose amidst the fervent atmosphere and unwavering belief.

The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor sat on his dragon throne, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

He could clearly feel the growing human fortune below.

Venus, who was standing to the side, observed the situation and quickly stepped forward, bowing and saying:

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger and do not take it too seriously. Yun Zhongzi, the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, has already descended to the mortal realm and is probably in Chaoge at the moment. With him here, Di Xin's farcical act of self-proclaiming himself a god will not be able to be carried out smoothly."

The Jade Emperor snorted heavily through his nose, his eyes still fixed on the direction of Chaoge in the lower realm, his tone filled with uncertainty: "Hmph, let's hope so."

His unease did not lessen in the slightest because of Venus's words.

At the Fengshen Square, Shang Rong continued enthusiastically explaining the significance of the Fengshen Investiture and its benefits to the Shang Dynasty.

He had just said, "This marks the beginning of our great Shang dynasty's relentless pursuit of self-improvement..."

Before the words were even finished!

A cold, mocking laugh, like an icy arrow, pierced the lively atmosphere in the square, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Oh!"

Everyone looked up in astonishment.

A figure, enveloped in a faint golden light of merit, descended from the sky and landed steadily in the center of the square, blocking the path between the platform and the people.

The visitor was none other than Yun Zhongzi.

The visitor was none other than Yun Zhongzi.

He held a huge peach wood sword in his hand, his face bearing an expression that was both compassionate and disdainful.

His gaze swept over Di Xin, Yuan Hong, and the others on the high platform, his voice cold and questioning:

"A bunch of scaly, horned beasts, nothing but monstrous offspring born from wet eggs!"

"Do you think you're worthy to usurp a divine position and receive offerings from humans?"

"Emperor Xin! You have been bewitched by demons and evil spirits, and are now deluded and confused! You actually want to enshrine these monsters who wreak havoc on the world as gods? This is utterly absurd!"

He flicked his finger, pointing sharply at Yuan Hong, Yu Yixian, Ma Yuan, and the others on the high platform, his voice booming like thunder:

"Every single one of these people on stage is an incredibly wicked and terrifying demon!"

These words were like pouring a bucket of cold water into boiling oil!

The square instantly erupted in chaos!

"What? A monster?"

"Heavens! Has His Majesty been bewitched by a demon?"

"Are all those things on stage... monsters in disguise?"

Terrified whispers spread like a plague. The people, who had been so excited just moments before, instantly lost all color in their faces, their eyes filled with fear and confusion, and they instinctively retreated.

The originally soaring fortunes of the human race also came to a standstill.

On the high platform, Yuan Hong, Yu Yixian, Ma Yuan and the others turned ashen-faced, their eyes burning with fury!

"Insolence!" Yuan Hong roared, his voice like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

He took a step forward, and the terrifying pressure of a Great Luo Golden Immortal was no longer held back. Like a solid mountain, it pressed down hard on Yun Zhongzi below the stage!

The air in the entire square seemed to freeze.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes.

He thought to himself, "Huh? This Yuan Hong... when did he actually reach the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal? I underestimated him."

However, despite his surprise, he maintained his haughty and aloof demeanor.

After all, the other party is Ronaldo. So is he.

Moreover, he attained enlightenment earlier, so who's afraid of whom?

Yun Zhongzi remained calm, forming a hand seal with one hand and uttering a clear shout: "Freeze!"

A similarly powerful magical force surged from his body, and golden light of merit flowed around him, effectively isolating him from Yuan Hong's terrifying pressure. He stood firmly in place, his Taoist robe not even fluttering.

Having dispelled the oppressive aura, Yun Zhongzi's lips curled into a mocking smile.

He knew that words alone were not enough to completely destroy Di Xin's scheme and make these ignorant mortals see the "truth".

Without further hesitation, he flipped his left hand, and an ancient and mysterious mirror with mysterious Dao patterns flowing along its edges appeared out of thin air—it was the Primordial Origin Demon-Illuminating Mirror, which had been blessed by the Primordial Celestial Venerable!

"Monster! Show your true form at once! What are you waiting for?!"

Yun Zhongzi shouted and raised the precious mirror in his hand high, aiming it at the high platform!

hum!

The precious mirror emitted a clear and melodious hum, and its surface suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!

The clear light spread rapidly like ripples on water, instantly enveloping the entire Investiture of the Gods platform and Yuan Hong and the others standing on it!

Where the clear light swept across, the scenery changed drastically!

Apart from Yuan Hong, Yu Yixian, Ma Yuan, and a few others with profound cultivation and deep foundations, who could barely maintain their human form, their demonic energy surged and overflowed uncontrollably.

Those Meishan bandits and some mountain spirits and monsters who came with them but were slightly weaker could no longer maintain their human form under the clear light!

puff!puff!puff!

With bursts of smoke and distorted light, their figures rapidly changed!

Some revealed furry monkey bodies, some revealed sharp bird beaks and wings, some transformed into ferocious beast heads and human bodies, and some even directly reverted to their original forms as jackals, tigers, leopards, mountain demons, and wood spirits!

In an instant!

The once solemn and majestic Investiture Platform, shrouded in auspicious clouds, was now covered by a soaring demonic aura! All sorts of bizarre figures struggled and roared in the clear light, making the scene eerie and terrifying!

The square was deathly silent.

The entire crowd stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, at the horrifying spectacle unfolding on the stage. The fear they had just felt was magnified a thousandfold!

"A...a monster! It really is a monster!"

"So many monsters! How scary!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty has truly been deceived by a monster!"

"A...a monster! It really is a monster!"

"My God! So many monsters! It's terrifying!"

"Your Majesty... His Majesty has truly been fooled by a monster!"

Terrified screams finally erupted like a pot exploding.

The crowd was completely thrown into chaos.

The child cried loudly in fright, and the adults panicked as well.

Everyone was pushing and shoving, creating complete chaos.

Many timid people were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they tried to sneak away from the crowd by crouching down.

The originally lively and joyous Investiture of the Gods ceremony was over.

In the blink of an eye, it became a complete mess.