Chapter 348

"This…… this is so fun?"

"Sisters?"

"Sister flowers!"

"Di Jun…… you thick‑eyed, big‑eyed guy, I never thought you'd have such gall, making us envy and hate…… bah, it's utter contempt!"

"The gods' gazes were mixed with far too many different emotions."

"Some scorned, some hated, some were hostile…… Of course, there was no shortage of those willing to take their place."

"This, this, this is way too fun!"

"Besides, is that human talk…… oh wait, is it divine talk?"

"What does 'if they're a pair of sisters, there shouldn't be a problem' mean?"

"Mm…… I have to say, this is indeed a not‑bad method, right?"

"Some of the Eight Trigrams societies that revere Fuxi the Great Sage as their leader muttered, commenting on Di Jun's words."

"Exactly, exactly…… marrying two goddesses with no ties tests the ability to treat them equally…… slip up once and you'll capsize sooner or later."

"Fuxi the Great Sage stroked his chin with a teasing smile, "Sisters? That problem doesn't exist…… their bond is a deep affection cultivated over ages, far more reliable than any love."

"Without Di Jun, they could have fun on their own, sisters in harmony."

"As long as Di Jun isn't stupid enough to deliberately drive a wedge between them—without even pretending to treat them equally, just courting death—those twin ships linked by iron chains would be smooth sailing, no need to be a time‑management master."

"Marvelous…… marvelous!"

"Xihuang clapped and praised, "How did I not think of this earlier?"

"Sigh, I suppose I admit it now: in Honghuang talent emerges generation after generation, each outshining the last…… Di Jun being a member of the Imperial Heavenly Team truly has the qualifications."

"Qualifications my ass!"

"Nüwa's nose twisted with anger at her brother who loves a spectacle, "Di Jun's proposal is sheer nonsense!"

"The overly excited Nüwa stopped using voice transmission and just shouted it out."

"Oh? Then what do you think, fellow Daoist Nüwa?" Di Jun, not angry, smiled and asked back."

""One man with two sisters—how can that be yin‑yang balance? It's greed without end, not the proper way!" Nüwa slammed the table, shouting nonstop."

""Isn't there no other way?" Di Jun wore a helpless look, then put on the lofty expression of sacrificing himself for Honghuang, his aura of self‑sacrifice blazing, "The situation forces me—I'm doing this for the sake of humanity and the world!"

"Could it be that fellow Daoist Nüwa can come up with an even better method?"

""Why not?" Nüwa lifted her head and chest, "Besides, compared to your beautiful‑but‑shameless idea, which draws criticism, mine is different—it will be blessed by the world!"

"Huh?"

"The gods were astonished."

"Is there?"

"With Taiyi clearly refusing and Fuxi staying out of it, is there still a suitable choice?"

"Nüwa's answer was——"

"Yes!"

"I can do it!"

"I'll take it!"

"Nüwa patted her chest, "Isn't it just about letting two goddesses, through marriage, borrow imperial authority to change the era's customs and raise the status of female cultivators of the Kun Dao?"

""You three male rulers all have your own issues…… but if it were me, there'd be no problem!"

""I'll marry the two goddesses!"

"Nüwa said, making the gods' eyes pop out."

""Ah…… " Di Jun finally couldn't stay calm, his eye twitching, "Isn't this a bit off…… female‑female pairing doesn't align with the fundamental truth of yin and yang generating and transforming?"

""Oh? I could see you're worried about the offspring of this approach?" Nüwa waved her hand generously, "Don't worry…… you haven't even seen what my cultivated Great Dao is."

""It's creation!"

"Lilies are infinitely good."

"They can even bear children!"

"Nüwa said, this kind of love will surely be blessed!"

"Especially with Di Jun's over‑the‑top shameless proposal up front, a horde of single dogs and love losers from the Great Luo realm envy to death…… those folks surely love to watch the drama, and since they can't enjoy it themselves, they might as well back Nüwa's match— isn't that pretty good?"

"Di Jun's face subtly twisted, and he inwardly sighed, 'Women…… really hold grudges, even an empress.'"

""All this jumping around is payback for my pawn's earlier provocation, suddenly going demonic to slaughter the human envoy…… so you deliberately came to eye‑drop?'"

"His mouth twitched, his mood was aching, yet he didn't panic."

""Nüwa, you're wrong." Di Jun sighed deeply, "I know Nüwa's miraculous creation power can create something from nothing— not only can she make women pregnant, but even a man, just glaring at him, would instantly conceive."

""However, this marriage must steer the world's outlook…… procreation has always been the top issue."

""Those junior cultivators down below don't have Nüwa's creation ability…… same‑sex marriage, better not."

"He did his best to dispel Nüwa's mischievous thoughts."

"But how could Nüwa be easily brushed off?"

Not long ago, her trusted minister had just brushed with death… If she doesn't step forward to find him some support, how can she continue to be the boss?

After all, despite the Donghua Emperor's sudden intervention, it ultimately wasn't she who gave the order.

Hahaha!

Nüwa laughed heartily, rose leisurely, paced about, glanced in all directions, her eyes sharp, piercing the gods' depths, her aura so fierce that no one dared meet her gaze.

Di Jun Dao friend's argument has a bit of a problem… If we put the issue of reproduction first, wouldn't that make all female cultivators across the world mere tools for breeding?

Then, what is the true essence of this marriage alliance—is it to elevate the status of female cultivators, or to advocate taking many wives and bearing many children?

I believe the two can coexist without conflict," Di Jun said calmly. "The eternal continuation of Honghuang's cause requires generation after generation of humanity to devote themselves.

The number of living beings has grown, which is ultimately a good thing; it will surely produce good seedlings.

"If it's merely a matter of reproduction, why bother with marriage?" Nüwa raised her brows, half-smiling, heroic and vigorous, exuding a mighty sovereign aura, "I command creation; I possess supreme divine powers, and can redefine the laws of the cosmos."

"Everyone, look!"

With a casual flick, she took off her hairpin from the helpless gaze of the Western True Primordial Lord of Mount Taihua, and then casually drew a line!

At first, there was only silence, with nothing unusual.

Gradually, a rumbling sound arose, growing from faint to thunderous, finally shaking heaven and earth, reaching up to the starry firmament and down to the mountains and rivers.

"Boom!"

That was the sound of waves, outlining in the gods' ears a mighty, unstoppable great river.

In fact, such a great river truly appeared!

Before, there was nothing; it was entirely accomplished by the unfathomable divine powers of the Empress Nüwa.

That river sprang from nothing, filled with the mysterious aura of the Great Dao, hanging in the sky, flowing across the four directions, boundless.

Some ancient god-sages instantly grasped the river's profundity, and then could no longer remain calm.

"This..."

At this moment, their hearts were like ten thousand horses galloping, and also like alpacas shouting.

"Hiss!"

Fengxi peeked out, secretly scooped up a handful of river water, glanced at it a few times, and sucked in a breath of cold air.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

After racking his brains for a while and organizing his thoughts, he could only manage to blurt out things like 'Her Majesty is mighty' and 'Her Majesty is awe-inspiring'.

It's not his fault.

It really is… it really is…

"This river, I name it the Mother-Child River."

Nüwa smiled, placed the hairpin back where the Western True Primordial Lord of Mount Taihua was, then leisurely surveyed the gods, "This way, your worries about reproduction and propagation are no longer a problem."

"Whoever drinks this spring water, regardless of gender, can conceive and bear children… How about that?"

"How?"

"Not how!"

Some ancient god-sages covered their faces with their hands, indicating that for the first time in their lives they felt Nüwa's playful side.

At this moment, they had much they wanted to say, but in the end could only hesitate to speak.

This method is too ruthless!

Simply put, a sip of water can make you pregnant; more complexly, the female cultivators of the Yin Dao have truly risen, no longer needing a partner, able to uphold the heavens of humanity on their own.

Of course, the latter part is somewhat exaggerated.

After all, besides the heavens weighing on the female cultivators, there is still a great mountain they cannot yet surpass——

Pangu!

This progenitor god who opened heaven and earth appears in people's eyes as a male figure, establishing and consolidating the status of the male gods; it is a concentration of great achievement, the root of a prosperous era's accomplishments.

"'Little sister, you have your priorities reversed.' Fuxi said at this moment, 'The importance of the human way lies in birth, nurture, and teaching.'"

Male and Yang, each attending to their own duties.

A complete family can be built only with qualified parents, making it easiest to guide offspring onto the right path and become talents beneficial to the era.

If merely the number of births and reproduction could determine whether an age prospers… then some top-tier clans would want to cry.

So, your Mother-Child River may exist, but it must never become orthodox… otherwise, even if there is temporary prosperity, it will distort the future at its root, and one day you will reap bitter fruit.

"I merely gave humanity a choice." Nüwa smiled, "It can also be considered an answer to Fellow Daoist Di Jun's problem."

"If he wants to propagate, I just give him a way to do so—nothing more."

"Thus."

"Marriage is no problem."

"Reproduction is no problem."

"Is there anything else that needs to be resolved?"

"Feel free to bring it up; I'll see if I can resolve it."

Empress Nüwa smiled as she walked back to her seat, sat down calmly, and tossed the problem back to Di Jun.

In this world, there is no problem that cannot be solved.

The key lies only in whether there is sufficient power, and whether one is willing to solve it.

Di Jun was left speechless, feeling inwardly that this good thing truly entails much hardship.

But this time, Fuxi is more than capable.

"'Little Nüwa, your idea of seeking welfare for the vast female cultivators of the Yin Dao, I deeply admire.'"

"'All are willing to sacrifice themselves, planning to marry two goddesses to achieve the yin-yang balance of the Heavenly Court's highest echelon.'"

"'But… everything stresses the order of arrival, doesn't it?'"

Fuxi smiled, 'Already there is Fellow Daoist Di Jun, willing to announce responsibility and foot the bill for this great undertaking.'

"'If so, we might as well see whether he can pull it off.'"

"Rest assured."

"With us, these gods of just divine nature and lofty virtue present, we will never allow bullying by power to occur."

"There is no case of Di Jun coercing the will of the masses, forcing a pair of sister goddesses to wrong themselves for the sake of the human dao; otherwise they'd be denounced by all as selfish and uncaring toward the vast female cultivators of the Yin Dao."

"As for marriage, it's simply a matter of mutual consent."

"If Di Jun cannot reach an agreement, then it will be your turn, little sister."

Otherwise, the sisters would all willingly marry over there… further destruction would be somewhat inappropriate.

What do you all think?

Fuxi presided over justice.

Di Jun listened, nodding repeatedly, 'Exactly, that's the reasoning.'

Nüwa, however, remained silent, her eyes darting, as if weighing how to speak and refute.

Of course, more accurately speaking… this should be a matter of posturing, waiting for the other side to name a price for purchase.

Upon hearing the string music and grasping its elegance, Di Jun's eyes flickered, his gaze signaling.

Immediately, Taiyi took action, his divine sense flowing and pouring out, as if he had communicated something with Nüwa.

Afterward.

Nüwa changed from her previous obstinate demeanor, her brows relaxing into a smile, dignified and graceful, speaking solemnly: 'Mmm… what the elder brother said also has a bit of truth.'

Indeed, in marriage between men and women, what matters is mutual consent; we cannot force a union, nor tear apart a devoted couple.

If Di Jun could win the favor of a pair of goddess sisters, who would willingly devote themselves to him, then as the sacred female leader of this age, I can only bless them deeply.

I can act as matchmaker, wishing their love to last forever.

Nüwa wore a solemn expression, causing all the gods to glance askance.

This… what benefits did Di Jun promise Lady Nüwa? What shady deal did they strike, to make Lady Nüwa change her tune?

You ask me, I ask who?

In the hall, the Great Luo beings discussed heatedly.

Yet few know the inner workings of this.

However, Xi had some suspicions, because…

Xi ah… you need to get ready.

Nüwa sent a mental transmission to him.

'Please clarify, Your Ladyship.' Xi's thoughts turned, and he respectfully sought guidance.

From now on, you will nominally attach yourself to Taiyi, holding a position, listening but not obeying orders… if you have ideas, go observe and study in the Heavenly Court's Ministry of War; if not, just draw a nominal salary.

Ah… this…' Xi blinked, then blinked again, 'May I ask what position that is?'

Well… it's the Lord of the Clouds!' Nüwa transmitted, 'The king of the clouds, who can ride dragons and wear imperial robes, his rank is so-so, merely noble but without much real power.'

Nüwa said it lightly.

Of course, she indeed didn't think much of it, merely wanting to give her subordinates a bit of psychological comfort.

However, Xi pondered the 'Lord of the Clouds,' and an somewhat taboo name involuntarily came to mind.

Jinyun Clan!

This is, in legend, a figure deeply involved with the superiors of Lady Houtu!

But Xi is not the type who likes to court death.

This thought merely flickered in his heart, and he did not send a mental transmission back to play with excitement or seek thrills.

At the same time, his gaze toward Di Jun also became subtle.

Di Jun… the flower of sisters…

This makes me think of another similarly aloof big shot…

Shun… Ehuang and Nüying…

And also… Lady Xiang… Madame Xiang…

Tsk…

(End of chapter)