Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

"I know. But before that, let me tell you the story of Nuwa creating humans. Legend has it that a long, long, long time ago..."

Zhao Ling'er suddenly let out a soft moan: "Brother Wang Xuan, it tickles so much."

It turned out that Wang Xuan's left hand had slipped inside her clothes, and her fingertips had traced across her flat, soft abdomen.

The skin suddenly touched, a tingling sensation spread throughout the body, and the body trembled slightly.

The girl's skin was as white and smooth as jade, as delicate as the finest mutton fat. The warm and soft touch sent a shiver through Wang Xuan's heart, and he immediately became still and said softly with a smile, "Then I won't move."

He composed himself and slowly began to speak: "Pangu separated heaven and earth, and his body transformed into all things. After heaven and earth were formed, the demon race ruled the heavens and the witch race governed the earth, and countless monsters roamed and wreaked havoc."

Although there are many living beings in the world, they are all born with the violent energy of heaven and earth, fond of fighting and killing each other, and have no understanding of gentleness and kindness.

The goddess Nuwa traveled through the primordial world and, seeing the endless strife that plagued it, felt a deep loneliness and decided to create a completely new kind of life.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er winked playfully and cutely: "Brother Wang Xuan, didn't you say you wouldn't move around?"

"Oh, my fingers are a little sore, I just moved them unconsciously." Wang Xuan blushed slightly and explained with a somewhat embarrassed smile, "Ling'er, let me finish telling you this story first."

"Okay."

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er, as if acting coquettishly, placed her slender fingers on Wang Xuan's chest, mimicking his gesture.

"Initially, the goddess Nuwa took yellow clay, mixed it with river water, and personally shaped it little by little into human form. After the clay figure was born, it came to life and was able to speak and walk."

Simply relying on your two hands to pinch them one by one is ultimately too slow and tiring.

So she later found a vine rope, dipped it in mud, and splashed it onto the earth. The splashes of mud all turned into mortals, and the number of people in the world increased.

This is the story of Nuwa creating humans.

Thus, humanity stepped onto the prehistoric stage, pioneering and cultivating the land step by step, gradually expanding its territory until its footprints were found throughout the world.

Zhao Ling'er leaned on his shoulder, her soft, black hair brushing against her neck, listening intently, her eyes sparkling: "So that's how it is. Are there many people outside?"

"Yes, there are many. Let me tell you another story, the story of Nuwa patching up the sky."

Wang Xuan gently twirled his fingertips and continued in a soft voice, "In ancient times, the water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong fought a fierce battle. In his rage, Gonggong crashed into Mount Buzhou."

Mount Buzhou was a pillar of heaven. When it suddenly collapsed, a huge gap appeared in the sky.

The heavens collapsed, the Milky Way flowed backward, the earth cracked, fire erupted from the ground, floods raged, and ferocious beasts ran rampant.

People were displaced and the world was filled with devastation.

When the goddess Nuwa saw the suffering of the people, she was saddened and could not bear to see the human race, which she had created with her own hands, perish.

So she traveled all over the world, searching every mountain and river, to collect the five-colored divine stones.

With her supreme divine power, she drew upon heavenly fire to temper the divine stones, refining them day and night, hammering and forging them a thousand times, melting down the five-colored divine stones one by one, and personally filling the cracks in the heavens.

Although the crack has been repaired, the pillar of heaven is broken, and the world is still tilted.

So the goddess Nuwa cut off the giant tortoise's four legs, placed them on the four corners of the earth, and rebuilt the four pillars to support the vast sky.

Heaven and earth have finally returned to clarity, wind and rain are in order, and the mountains and rivers are at peace.

Only then was humanity able to live peacefully on the earth once more, and thrive continuously.

Wang Xuan paused slightly before continuing, "Ling'er, do you know why I told you so many stories about the Goddess Nuwa?"

Zhao Ling'er shook her head slightly: "Ling'er doesn't know."

"Because, Ling'er, you are a descendant of Nuwa."

"Am I a descendant of Nuwa?"

"yes."

Zhao Ling'er asked innocently, "No wonder Grandma never said anything. Does that mean Ling'er doesn't have a mother? Was Ling'er created from clay by the Goddess Nuwa?"

Although she grew up on the island and had never been in contact with the outside world, the maids on Fairy Spirit Island were all orphans brought in from other places by the palace master, and they all had the concept of fathers and mothers.

Naturally, Zhao Ling'er had also heard that people are conceived by their fathers and mothers.

Wang Xuan smiled gently: "I don't know about that. I can ask Qing'er with you later."

"Who is Qing'er?"

"She is a descendant of the previous Nuwa." Wang Xuan gently kissed her smooth cheek and teased with a smile, "Ling'er might really have been created, otherwise how could she be so beautiful?"

As if unwilling to admit defeat, Zhao Ling'er returned the kiss on the cheek with a bright smile: "Brother Wang Xuan, you're handsome too! Were you sculpted?"

Wang Xuan was taken aback upon hearing this.

From the moment I transmigrated into this world, I was an infant lying in swaddling clothes.

Is it possible that I... was actually created by someone?

Seeing Wang Xuan lost in thought, Zhao Ling'er waved her small hand in front of his eyes and asked in a soft voice, "Did Ling'er say something wrong?"

"No." Wang Xuan smiled gently. "Maybe we really were both created by someone else. Speaking of which, Ling'er and I are really alike. I was raised by my grandmother when I was little, and you were raised by your maternal grandmother. We are truly a match made in heaven."

Zhao Ling'er felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but asked with a puzzled look, "Brother Wang Xuan, why are your hands moving around like that?"

"I want to cherish Ling'er like a precious gem." Wang Xuan's breathing became heavy, and his expression turned solemn. "Ling'er, there's something else I need to tell you. Don't be afraid after you hear it."

"Brother Wang Xuan, you can say it now."

Zhao Ling'er blinked her clear eyes and nestled obediently in his arms.

"The true form of Nuwa's lineage is a human head and a snake's body."

Wang Xuan sat up straight on the bed, gently patting her straight and slender legs with his large hands, and said in a gentle tone, "Ling'er, you are still young and your cultivation is not yet sufficient. When you are subjected to mental stimulation, your legs may turn into snake tails. At that time, please do not be afraid. I will always be with you."

Zhao Ling'er stuck out her nimble, pink tongue and nervously licked her pink lips, her eyes filled with fear: "Will Ling'er turn into a snake in the future? But Ling'er has been legs all the time since she was little."

"Ling'er, don't worry too much. Even if your legs turn into a snake tail, I will still like you."

Once your cultivation level is higher, you will be able to control your own form.

So, if you really do transform, don't be afraid, and don't do anything to hurt yourself, understand?

"Ling'er understands."

Wang Xuan gently helped Zhao Ling'er lie down again, embracing her slender waist.

"This is the most noble symbol of identity in Nuwa's lineage, something that others can only envy. If you feel uncomfortable, I will regret telling you."

"I'm not upset, I'm just surprised."

Zhao Ling'er's voice still carried a hint of bewilderment. She subconsciously raised her legs, finding it hard to believe that one day her legs would turn into a snake's tail.

Wang Xuan decided to do something else to help Zhao Ling'er overcome her current feelings of anxiety and uncertainty.

"Ling'er, it's time for our wedding night."

"Oh……"

Zhao Ling'er's pretty face flushed, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Wang Xuan was slightly surprised: "Do you know what a wedding night is?"

Zhao Ling'er looked shy and said in a voice barely audible, "Grandma and Ling'er talked about some things..."

"Ling'er, you are so cute."