Chapter 219: The Demon Ancestor Is a True Warrior, Nüwa's Heart Holds Bitterness

The Demon Ancestor laughed wildly.

One could see how much he disagreed with the Lesser Yang Emperor's saying of "heroic maiden".

That contempt, that disdain… were fully expressed through his laughter.

Even to the point of.

Perhaps because the topic made him laugh too openly, too freely, almost venting all the pain, despair, and helplessness brought by the harsh environment since his imprisonment; his face showed sunlight for the first time in a while, no longer gloomy, no longer sorrowful.

At this moment, although he still found the Lesser Yang Emperor displeasing, he admitted that this great divine talent was quite humorous, faithfully playing the role of an ignorant clown, and in their verbal exchange he highlighted Rahu Demon Ancestor's brilliance and martial prowess, his far-sighted wisdom.

Furthermore, in the previous debate, the Lesser Yang Emperor faced the Demon Ancestor's arguments with feeble, powerless rebuttals—or none at all—so by contrast, the correctness of Rahu's words was all the more evident, and his prestige grew ever greater.

Finally, having risen to the peak, he bluntly declared that the Lesser Yang's "heroic maiden" theory was absurd beyond comparison, merely inviting laughter.

He said it and did it, laughing happily, laughing proudly.

Of course.

At that moment, Rahu Demon Ancestor never imagined… how happy he was laughing now, the sudden retribution that would one day fall would be just as insane!

He was still happily courting death, discussing heroes over boiled wine with the Lesser Yang Emperor.

Perhaps because the fate of being suppressed by the crowd made him unwilling; or perhaps because the sentenced boundless Great Calamity term gave him resentment… his lack of restraint in speech is actually understandable.

After all, he thought—no matter what, could things possibly be worse than his current situation?

He had already sat out his prison term to the point of wearing through the floor; what's a little grumbling?

After downing a fine wine carefully brewed from dozens of kinds of innate spiritual fruits, the Demon Ancestor did not use his divine powers to dispel it, letting the alcohol's strength spread; his whole person swelled, his spirits soared, his bearing became heroic—he almost forgot who he was.

Meanwhile, the Lesser Yang Emperor sitting opposite him—was he fanning the flames, helping the Demon Ancestor stride further down a more miserable path? Or was he sincerely questioning the Demon Ancestor's words, defending the divine feminine collective?

No matter which, in short, this emperor solemnly spoke—

"Demon Ancestor, your words are wrong!"

"You cannot, just because of your own gender stance, be biased against female divinity, thinking many of them are incapable and utterly incompetent."

"In fact, on the stage of this heaven and earth, they too have achieved great accomplishments, not losing to male divinity in the slightest, able to uphold half of Honghuang's sky!"

The Lesser Yang Emperor's righteous words satisfied many female powerhouses beyond the screen.

Look!

This is what a proper person ought to say!

Comparing again with Rahu… they found this Demon Ancestor even more displeasing.

In the image, the Lesser Yang Emperor continued: "Like the leader of the Phoenix faction—Yuanhuang the Divine, who once, as a goddess, solely occupied half of heaven and earth, commanded the masses, directed the gods, causing countless powerhouses to bow in reverence, honor her edicts, and dare not defy…"

"Her conduct and aspirations—how could she not be called a heroic maiden?"

"And there is the sovereign of the myriad stars of the Zhou Tian Star Sea—Doumu Emperor, who governs the star deity lineage, educates the myriad races of the star sea, lets the star‑cultivation civilization flourish, makes starlight eternal, shining upon Honghuang's lands… So, can she be called a heroic maiden?"

"And there is also the Jinmu Emperor…"

"And the Qinyuan Emperor…"

"And the Shangyang Emperor…"

The Emperor listed each female powerhouse in turn, recounting their achievements… but the Demon Ancestor, listening, merely gave a series of cold laughs.

The facts prove that this Demon Ancestor is a true warrior—

There is nothing he dares not say!

"Nonsense!"

After the honey‑coated emperor's words trailed off, the Demon Ancestor loudly rebuked, his gaze contemptuous.

"Those so‑called heroic maidens you mentioned are all mere show, capable only of deceiving the ignorant."

"I thought you were a smart person who could see through that flashy surface to the reality, but I never imagined… never imagined!" The Demon Ancestor couldn't tell whether he was sneering or self‑mocking, "You are nothing but a parroting crowd."

"The more I think, the more I feel I lost back then all too unjustly…"

The Demon Ancestor muttered.

The Lesser Yang Emperor, however, wore a stunned look, brows locked, expression doubtful; after pondering in vain, he finally chose to ask, requesting Rahu to tell him the truth he had witnessed… in person!

"Yuanhuang?"

Rahu pointed at the gods, "A money‑grubber, greedy for vain glory… not landing on a treasure‑less spot is the best description."

"Doumu Emperor?"

"Hmph!"

"It's true she manages the starry heavens, but she does so by drawing on the Phoenix faction's power, thereby suppressing the Zhou Tian star gods and securing her authority as leader of the star‑sea beings… which I despise!"

The Demon Ancestor lifted his head, wishing he could flare his nostrils to the sky, manifesting his true inner feelings.

"These goddesses who have managed to make a name for themselves are already this pathetic—let alone those like the Jinmu and Qinyuan sorts!"

Rahu sneered, "They're nothing worth mentioning!"

"Perhaps in their internal selections, in the boudoir they lift each other up with flowery sedan chairs, making each seem more outstanding than the last—this heroic maiden, that lady of valor."

"But when viewed across all of Honghuang, what are they?"

"It's merely that their talent for banding together is decent, mutually helping, which makes the numbers on paper look good."

"In truth, they are hardly fit for the grand hall!"

In the image, the Lesser Yang listened to the Demon Ancestor's words, yet remained silent, seeming at a loss for reply, even close to being swayed, his stance unsteady.

Meanwhile, on the other side, something terrible was happening——

A group of female divine powers, each face dark enough to drip water, eyes flashing with killing intent about to condense into substance, made the Demon Ancestor's body outside the image tremble and shudder, his complexion deathly pale—forming a stark contrast to the radiant, gesturing figure of him within the image pointing at Honghuang.

"Fellow Daoist Rahu has great gall; no wonder he once harbored world‑destroying thoughts and could even put them into practice to destroy the Demon Ancestor—he is truly a heroic figure." The Jinmu Emperor spoke indifferently, killing intent fully evident: "Since he is a hero, he must be unmovable in prison and unyielding in might."

"Indeed!" the Doumu Emperor murmured in agreement, "Being jointly suppressed by us, imprisoned, having sat out his prison term to the point of wearing through the floor, he still possesses such heroic ambition, pointing at the rivers and mountains, looking down on heaven and earth… yet all of this fits the heroic appraisal."

"But this hero's direction is wrong…" a goddess robed in five‑virtue five‑colored light shook her head, "We Honghuang are meant to promote positive energy… a world‑destroyer, no matter how great his perseverance and ambition, is simply wrong, fundamentally mistaken to an absurd degree."

"The more heroic he is, the more we must punish him!"

She made a conclusion.

"Just the Demon Ancestor is to be imprisoned until the boundless Great Calamity; what can we do to exert enough deterrent effect?"

"Or… beat him to death?"

"Then drag him back and beat him to death again?"

Emperor Qinyuan proposed.

"This idea isn't bad……"

Another female power said, "Let him suffer near‑death repeatedly; we can indeed vent our spite……"

The other goddesses nodded in agreement.

This sight made many male powerhouses suck in cold air, their faces shifting.

Reasoning.

Even if they were criticized behind their backs by Rahu, feeling resentful…… they each thought, waiting a bit to personally strike him hard, which would be about the same.

But today they must admit they have gained insight.

Goddesses, how terrifying!

Can't afford to provoke them!

"To make Rahu suffer near‑death repeatedly isn't easy either."

"Although we've sealed him, that realm isn't empty…… to harm him, our strength must be sufficient."

"Here we……"

The goddesses were still discussing.

Finally, someone stepped forward without hesitation.

"Leave it to me!"

"My strength is more than enough!"

Nüwa patted her chest, a thumping sound, taking on everything.

"But before acting, I need to hear how these two have schemed against me…… if someone bullies too much, then I can justifiably pick up my sword and seek justice."

"Sigh…… there are always some who badmouth us behind our backs, saying we goddesses are petty."

"Actually, we are very kind!"

She gazed at that spacetime image, while a great killing weapon hovered beside her.

That was…… a drop of blood.

The blood, crystal clear and translucent, carried a supreme, divine, holy aura that silently flowed, sweeping across this spacetime forbidden zone, making any who saw it tremble with awe.

On Nüwa's body, creation mystic light burst forth, shining on the blood, causing it to undergo a wondrous change——

To be reborn from a drop of blood!

From a drop of blood, return to the origin and recreate its master's complete form!

As this process unfolded, gradually a divine might that trembled the Myriad Heavens flowed.

"Gulong!"

As the form took shape, supreme dignity flashed and vanished; aside from a few, all the mighty changed complexion, swallowed dryly, their gazes at the Demon Ancestor filled only with sympathy.

However, besides sympathy, they could not say much in the way of comfort.

Even each wanted to follow up and step on him twice.

——You damn sharp‑tongued!

——I'll make you comment on the hero!

——I'll make you refuse to call me a hero!

That last sentence must be highlighted.

……

The Lesser Yang Emperor standing before the endless flow of time perhaps didn't realize matters would become so huge.

At that time he was still exerting all his effort to deal with Rahu.

Perhaps this emperor was unwell; his usual eloquence seemed to have vanished, and facing the Demon Ancestor he could barely move, ultimately suffering defeat after defeat.

After the hero's theory was denounced and ended in utter defeat, the heroine seemed destined to repeat the same fate.

Fortunately, at the last moment he seemed to have a sudden inspiration, thinking of something, and thus summoned a great female achiever.

"The earlier goddesses weren't taken seriously by fellow cultivators…… but I still have the perfect heroine candidate."

The emperor spoke solemnly.

"This deity holds the reins of yin and yang, the Dao exalts and contains vast light, virtue accumulates in gentleness, yielding, advantage, constancy, fundamentally nurturing the beauty of the Kun element……"

"It shapes and transforms all things, giving rise to the benevolence of the maternal Dao; mountains and rivers rely on it, all lands depend on it; great compassion, great vows, great holiness, great mercy……"

Hearing such a description, it turned out to be praise and acclaim reaching the utmost.

Who is this?

——He who holds the reins of yin and yang must be the supreme divine spirit of innate yin‑yang roots.

——Furthermore, with mountains and rivers depending on it, controlling the land…… it's practically shouting to be revealed.

"It is to follow heaven, emulate the vast virtue of the boundless void earth mother, the mysterious transformation nurturing life and preserving great mercy venerable one!"

"Nüwa is divine!"

The Lesser Yang Emperor spoke solemnly.

Outside the image, Fuxi rubbed his forehead, looking somewhat helpless.

But Nüwa was very pleased, saying to those around: "This fellow cultivator Lesser Yang is not bad; he can speak from an objective, rational, neutral stance…… Our universe needs such upright, frank, excellent divinities to establish a truly harmonious, friendly, united Honghuang heaven and earth!"

"Yes, yes!"

A chorus of agreement.

As for how many shills there are in this... that's hard to say.

Just that.

Even with countless flattery, one cannot conceal the destined most eye-catching offspring.

Luohou!

His remarks in the image greatly challenged the nerves of Empress Wa.

"Hahaha!"

"Nüwa?"

Demonic Ancestor laughed loudly, "What joke are you making!"

"How so?" Shaoyang frowned.

"Nüwa, I know her well." Luohou said, "She appears splendid outside but is actually ordinary."

"Sage of Creation? Sect of Yin and Yang? Lord of Mountains and Rivers?"

"Hmph!"

"Her talent for being useless at everything but being top in eating and drinking—if it weren't for a good older brother, could she have achieved this?"

Demonic Ancestor sneered, "Her achievements are mostly thanks to her older brother's earnings."

"Ah?!" Shaoyang exclaimed, "Such a thing actually exists!"

"Of course!" Demonic Ancestor declared solemnly, "Isn't the honor of Lord of Mountains and Rivers... not due to Fuxi, who controls qi fortune, issuing related Honghuang land development policies?"

"She relied on her status convenience—whether borrowing from Heaven and Earth Bank or determining which land is most profitable—these are the real reasons she made a fortune... Preemptively seizing land, investing in factories, thus she ruled over all mountains and peaks, making the mountain lords and prefects submit in reverence, and in one leap became Lord of Mountains and Rivers."

"And with this vast wealth as backing, in the struggle for the authority of creation, who could still oppose?"

"Moreover, thanks to the various interest exchanges behind Fuxi, helping to buy off all the great powers... only then did she manage to also control population and reproduction."

"So that's why I say she's incapable of anything—it's all about relying on her brother!" Luohou scoffed, "As for saying she's number one in eating and drinking... that's widely recognized in Honghuang!"

"Why is she so enamored with the Grand Dao of Creation?"

"It's simply because of her interest in food and drink, wanting to create all sorts of strange things to satisfy her appetite!"

"Even, for this she extended her demonic claws onto another great divine being, taking the fish head and double wings of the giant fish-bird..."

Luohou, the Demonic Ancestor, knowing astronomy and geography down to the minutiae, revealed these secrets one by one.

And this thoroughly enraged Nüwa.

"Nonsense!"

"How could I be incapable of anything?"

"How could I rely solely on my brother to accomplish anything?"

She flushed with anger.

"I've also worked hard, okay!"

"Back then, I was forced by my scoundrel older brother; every day I worked twelve shichen, I extended my time to work thirteen shichen, and still worked year-round without rest... my hair even fell out several strands because of it!"

"Luohou deserves death by a thousand cuts!"

"How dare you call me 'brother-reliant'?"

"Go die!"

She let out an angry shout.

"At this moment, the most terrifying power erupted... a true form named Pangu advanced!"

(End of chapter)