Primordial Era: The Great Celestial Venerable on the Road to Mythology

Chapter 68 Nuwa Descends to Heaven, Haotian Invites Her

"Greetings to the Goddess Nuwa!"

Everyone bowed in unison, their expressions respectful.

At the same time, a figure instantly appeared in front of everyone.

The moment that figure appeared, without the slightest leakage of his aura, he naturally became the center of heaven and earth, as if all the laws and principles were surrounding him, like stars surrounding the moon, like rivers flowing into the sea.

He is the ruler of Heaven, the incarnation of Haotian.

Haotian's true form was cultivating, reaching a crucial juncture in refining his Yang Spirit. However, with Nuwa herself arriving at the Heavenly Court, it would be impolite for him not to appear. Therefore, he created an avatar to greet her.

"Senior Sister is here," Haotian said with a smile, his tone relaxed and friendly.

Nuwa nodded, but her gaze fell on Zhao Ling'er, her expression complex. She pointed at Ling'er and slowly said, "Junior brother, shouldn't you give your senior sister an explanation for this?"

His tone was calm, yet it carried a hint of questioning.

It's truly a case of—sitting at home, one's bloodline descends from heaven.

Nuwa was observing Fuxi's progress in attaining enlightenment in her palace when she suddenly felt a karmic entanglement binding her. Upon closer inspection, she discovered she had gained a new lineage, and the mysterious connection to her destiny had directly divided one-fifth of her own!

Is this okay?

Nuwa could no longer sit still. Following that cause and effect, she traced it all the way down to the Heavenly Court.

Her gaze immediately locked onto Zhao Ling'er, who indeed shared the same bloodline as her, but she knew clearly that this bloodline had absolutely nothing to do with her.

If she hadn't owed Haotian a favor, she probably would have already used the power of a sage to get to the bottom of this matter.

"Senior Sister, you can see for yourself," Haotian said with a smile. If Yao Ji could see through a person's past, how much more so could someone like Nuwa?

Nuwa said no more and her gaze fell on Zhao Ling'er. In an instant, everything about Ling'er, from her birth to the present, from Immortal Spirit Island to the Nanzhao Kingdom, and even everything Ling'er knew, was seen through by Nuwa.

"Oh—so there are beings similar to me in another world?" Nuwa withdrew her gaze, her tone tinged with emotion. "Junior brother, you are quite capable. We saints have searched the chaos before, but we have never found other worlds. Not only can you find them, but you can also bring them back. You are truly extraordinary."

"Senior sister, you flatter me," Haotian said modestly.

Nuwa then looked at the other people: Grandma, the Moon Worship Cult Leader, and the true spirit sealed in the Holy Spirit Pearl.

Qing'er is not bad. Although she is attached to mortal love, she is, after all, a mortal, and in the end, she also shoulders the responsibilities given to her by that world, suppressing the water demon beast with her own body and protecting all living beings. Although she has flaws, it is normal.

As for Zixuan—

Nuwa's face darkened.

In that lower world, due to the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth, the descendants of Nuwa had to reproduce through intercourse. She could barely understand this, after all, the worlds were on different levels and had different rules, and it couldn't be forced.

However, Zi Xuan's pursuit of love across three lifetimes, even going so far as to seal away her own daughter, is a different matter altogether.

The path of reincarnation is the most mysterious. After reincarnation, even if the origin is the same, one is no longer the same person.

Just like Fuxi, even if he regains his memories of his past life and returns to his peak cultivation level, he will still only be the human emperor Fuxi, no longer the demon emperor Xihuang.

Zi Xuan gets entangled with three men and even uses seduction techniques—Descendant of Nuwa, is this all you've got for me?

Nuwa's face turned black.

At the same time, she felt an urge to ask Haotian if she could personally go to that world.

After all, that world was not very friendly to Nuwa's lineage—from Zixuan to Qing'er, and then to Zhao Ling'er, none of them had a good ending. She wanted to go and "reason" and "discuss the Dao."

Haotian glanced at Nuwa's expression and understood a few things in his heart.

That world was indeed too harsh on Nuwa's lineage; the fates of Nuwa's descendants were increasingly tragic. Furthermore, what Zixuan did might not seem like much to others, but in front of Nuwa, a true saint, it was a disgrace to her.

What do sages care about most? Face.

Not only Nuwa, but any saint in the prehistoric world, if they knew that their descendants had done such a "shameful" thing, would probably not be able to resist expelling them from the family.

"Senior Sister, today is truly a double celebration." Haotian smiled and smoothed things over. "Yaoji has taken on a disciple, and Senior Sister has gained a descendant. Isn't that wonderful? This place is rather inconvenient. Why don't you move in and let your junior brother treat you properly?"

Nuwa glared at Haotian but ignored him.

She raised her hand and sent a beam of divine light into the Holy Spirit Pearl. The pearl shone brightly, and two figures slowly emerged, solidifying from nothingness—it was Qing'er and Zi Xuan.

After all, it was his own bloodline imprint, and it wouldn't be good not to save him. Especially in front of this junior brother, if he stood by and did nothing, it wouldn't sound good if word got out.

However, if they cause such trouble again in the prehistoric world after their resurrection—then don't blame Nuwa for cleaning up their mess.

"Let's go," Nuwa said calmly, and took the lead towards the Lingxiao Palace.

She had been so preoccupied with matters of bloodline and destiny that she hadn't paid much attention. Now that her mind had calmed down a bit, she suddenly sensed an unusual aura emanating from the depths of the Lingxiao Palace. The aura made her primordial spirit tremble slightly, as if she had encountered a nemesis.

She was a saint, and her primordial spirit was connected to the Heavenly Dao through the Primordial Purple Qi. In this primordial world, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun had never made her feel this way.

What exactly happened?

Nuwa, filled with doubt, continued walking straight toward the Lingxiao Palace without stopping.

Haotian watched her retreating figure but did not stop her.

The Yang God is about to achieve perfection, and can freely adjust dimensions; even a sage cannot harm him. Moreover, in a real fight, Nuwa might not be his match. He is not afraid.

Moreover, his next plan is: after the Yang God is cultivated, if there are no unexpected events, the next step is to integrate the prehistoric world and bring the entire world under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court.

They replicated the Heavenly Dao, integrated cultivators, and then harvested resources from all the heavens to further expand the primordial world.

The primordial world was ultimately his main world, and unless there were special circumstances, he neither wanted to destroy it nor leave it. Now that Nuwa had come, it would be best if he could win her over.

Although Nuwa attained sainthood through meritorious deeds, anyone who underestimates her will surely suffer a great loss. Among the six saints, she was the first to achieve sainthood; how could she be an ordinary person?

Don't assume that only the Three Pure Ones possess such treasures. Nuwa also has the Qiankun Cauldron, whose power is in no way inferior to the Pangu Banner or the Taiji Diagram.

At the entrance of the Lingxiao Palace, the aura grew even stronger.

Nuwa's primordial spirit was unstable, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "Junior brother, what are you doing? How can you have such a terrifying aura?"

"Hehe." Haotian laughed, "Senior sister, the path to enlightenment is arduous. It is too difficult to make further progress in the primordial world. Junior brother can only find another way and embark on a different path."

"Another path?" Nuwa frowned.

"As you know, Senior Sister, I have a way to travel to other worlds." Haotian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze distant. "I wonder if Senior Sister is interested in joining the Heavenly Court?"

Nuwa was slightly taken aback.

"Know that the Great Dao is endless, and the Primordial Chaos is not the end," Haotian continued. "Although the Primordial World is the pinnacle of all heavens, it is ultimately not the ultimate. We are like birds in a cage in this world, and how difficult it is for us to break free. If we could rely on external forces, perhaps it would be a little easier."