Chapter 537: Great Benevolent One, Shennong……Shennong!

One palm down, heaven tilts and earth overturns!

Nüwa's divine might shocks the ages, shaking all living beings and making myriad races tremble.

Standing on the Honghuang earth, wherever you are, raising your head you can see a huge hand sweeping across the sky, covering unknown vast star seas, then it presses down with a boom, boundlessly overbearing!

One can see that along its path, countless stars silently turn to dust, becoming cosmic debris…… One hand covers the sky, all things fall into silence!

Now Nüwa is extremely fierce, utterly unlike her usual gentleness, the difference is huge; she looks down indifferently on heaven and earth, no longer actively restraining her power, regardless of how many beings will suffer from her actions.

Also.

Just now, one of her brother's trumpets was actually killed—surrounded and slain after the human dao gathered the thoughts of all living beings as its main force!

Brother's dead, yet you still expect Lady Nüwa to be gentle and kind, forever benevolent, afraid to sweep the ground lest it harm ants, cherishing moths that cover lamps?

Not going crazy while shouting to destroy the world is already fine; it shows excellent self-control, and also my guilt as an accomplice.

Now she will not deliberately harm weak living beings, nor will she actively restrain her power to calm fluctuations to care for the weak…… She does not target anyone, but if someone happens to encounter her, they can only consider themselves unlucky!

Like heavenly phenomena and disasters, so great—how could she care about mundane affairs?

But in fact……

The Great Net is inherently called—Heaven!

The Great Net is Heaven!

Every move of Heaven is a heavenly phenomenon, a heavenly disaster!

If not for the human dao gathering power capable of overturning heaven and earth, and the existence of the strange thing called qi fortune and merit, allowing living beings to show their value and conduct an alternative 'trade' to gain the Great Net's favor, cooperating and communicating to help development……

The Great Net Supreme Emperor, the Innate Divine Sages—these form a huge heavenly gulf that ordinary beings could never intersect for eternity.

Just as when humans reclaim land, slash-and-burn, burn the wilderness, would they care how many ants die because of it?

No!

Ancient god sages, holding sway over heaven and earth, playing across myriad ages, with lifespans infinitely long. What could merit their attention? Only peers of the same Great Net level—they would listen to each other's opinions and also stare down and violently strike the opposite side.

The sages are them; the demons are also them.

If they walk the righteous path, upholding order, they are gods, they are sages, called—Innate Divine Sages!

If they discard good and evil, muddled in chaos, they will become great demons, called—Chaos Demon Gods!

Innate Divine Sages, Chaos Demon Gods……these are simply different guises of the same batch of Great Nets.

Only one person can suppress these Great Nets—Pangu!

This is the chief and leader among the Chaos Demon Gods, yet he betrayed the Chaos Demon Gods' stance, suppressed all demon gods, opened a new world, clarified the concept of order, with absolute violence letting the law-abiding Innate Divine Sages step onto the stage of the times.

Unfortunately.

In today's era, Pangu is silent, the strongest guardian of order is absent, having completely announced his retreat—who can still suppress that fragment of chaos in the hearts of the gods?

At this very moment, that 'Chaos' surges; when Nüwa acts, her reservations diminish by three parts, everything centers on her own purpose.

Pressing down upon the world, the palm strikes Feather Mountain!

A towering aura fills the cosmos mountains and rivers, making all living beings panic and dread.

"Alas."

Suddenly, a soft sigh comes from a young Human King.

This Human King extends his arms, emitting a soft light to resist Nüwa's residual might; he sweeps over the shattered star sea, life force spreads, allowing time to be traced back.

Thus, the shattered stars recondense, and the deceased living beings reappear.

Nüwa coldly glances over, wondering who is so bold.

"Lady Nüwa Majesty." Fengxi slightly bows, offering a salute to show respect.

"Hmph."

Seeing that it is her chief confidant under her command, Nüwa lets out a cold snort, but no longer holds a grudge; she simply continues her action, with a piece of heaven and earth in her palm creating, merging with Feather Mountain, intending to shovel away the entire land!

"Huh……"

Fengxi sees Nüwa not blaming him, secretly lets out a breath of relief.

He gazes at Nüwa, who is to move the Donghuang Emperor's tomb, the light in his eyes sometimes gathering brilliance, sometimes scattering and bewildering…… In the dark unknown to others, Fengxi's state is very strange.

He "is ill."

He has contracted a "illness" similar to schizophrenia.

The onset of this "illness" is brief; if timed precisely…… it is exactly the moment the Donghuang Emperor fell!

The fall of this boundlessly overbearing ancient god is like a key, precisely inserted into the lock of a certain door, opening a dust‑sealed chamber.

Suddenly.

He gained two memory fragments from two perspectives, transmitted through some mysterious resonance in the void, accompanied by complex, strange emotions, also counted as a gift pack, disturbing him so his mind is tangled, schizophrenia, his condition not light.

One perspective belongs to the deceased Donghuang Emperor, the experience of his previous peak battle—as a divine being, how he alone faced the Three Thousand Divine Sages and the might of the human dao, displaying what clever hand, performing what strange combat techniques…… Of course, the absurd part is that many assume the emotions in this process should be heroic and tragic together, or at least resentful and unwilling mixed.

After all, Donghuang's faint sigh before his final curtain, saying "I am tired," reveals a lingering sorrow and sadness sufficient to leave a deep impression.

If treated as a reading comprehension question, it would surely be written in the tragic direction.

——A great one, not understood by his own people, rejected, lonely and staggering through the ages, finally choosing to bury his heart, bury his ideal.

But as Fengxi knows, the strangely transmitted memory, with its accompanying feelings…… completely refreshes his cognition.

Donghuang, this emperor before his death, not only is he not sad or distressed, he actually wants to laugh!

His triumphant laughter is like seeing a bunch of big fools, one after another jumping into the pit he dug himself.

Even if he is dead, he will surely become the final laughing victor!

Having calculated all under heaven, who else but me!

This greatly defies common sense.

But Fengxi knows this is very likely true.

After all…… detailed battle experiences can be transmitted, so is there any need to falsify such minor personal emotional details?

There probably isn't any.

Moreover.

He would rather not bother with the truth or falsehood of this aspect; it's better to worry about another sudden memory…… that is what could truly pierce the heavens!

Once it leaks out……

Those who are interested in him will be very, very many.

Even if Hongjun Daozu could no longer remain calm, he would have to think of ways to come out of the Zixiao Palace immediately and preside over his dissection.

Because…… Fengxi is related to the Human Dao!

In another memory, Fengxi felt he had incarnated as the Human Dao; he was the grand consciousness formed from the gathering of all beings, opening the battlefield, commanding the gods, launching a campaign to besiege and slay the Donghua Emperor, ending the ancient grudge!

How to command the power of the myriad gods, how to activate the origin of Honghuang…… all of this is presented as clearly as a textbook; even if Fengxi doesn't understand many parts, storing it in his heart and glancing at it whenever he has time will always bring improvement, just like the finest teacher giving guidance.

In other words, this is a memory fragment of a "murderer".

Thus, Fengxi became confused.

Reasonably, gaining the Donghua Emperor's "inheritance" is not that surprising for him.

Perhaps he was once surprised, but upon realizing the relationship between the Donghua Emperor and August Emperor Fuxi that cannot be ignored, and then considering the great investment he received from the Great Sage Fuxi…… everything, at most, is unexpected yet reasonable.

But this time, receiving a "big gift package" from the Human Dao…… is not only unexpected, it even defies reason.

Moreover, what's even more bizarre……

To a certain extent, the Human Dao is more suited to him!

The memory and emotional transmission from the Human Dao can more easily evoke Fengxi's innate resonance——the immersive feeling is stronger!

While watching the Donghua Emperor's memory, it's like watching a movie; overall, it lacks a bit of the on‑scene feeling.

This left the Fengxi who had just entered the Taiyi Dao realm feeling very anxious.

He felt that, in a daze, he might have stumbled onto a fork in the road, only to find an endless dark abyss ahead.

Fengxi cannot know what awaits him!

'No……'

Fengxi sighed inwardly, 'This Human Dao thing looks like an ungrateful big villain at first glance…… getting involved with it isn't good, is it?'

'Those three thousand gods all flatter it; they shout loyal slogans loudly on the surface, but behind the scenes they scheme how to harm the public for private gain…… if I board the Human Dao's pirate ship, wouldn't I end up in full‑blown hell mode, fighting all those fierce gods?'

He worried in his heart.

In agreement with some ancient god sages, and having previously been passively involved in the great campaign to conquer the Donghua Emperor, having experienced it personally, Fengxi feels he still has a bit of say.

The Human Dao now…… it's sick!

And it's seriously ill!

Without a strong medicine, it cannot cure the distorted era's atmosphere.

That darkness devours light, showing immense malice.

Under that malice, it's hard to say how many of the three thousand gods remain utterly loyal; saying they've drifted apart in heart and virtue is about the same.

Now the Human Dao seems to want to invest in him, orally conferring the title of Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces, with no troops, no weapons—he can only go out and roam the world on his own.

Never mind those; the key is that the present Human Dao itself is unreliable, like a foolish ruler who doesn't consider any consequences, only bent on harming the 'loyal and virtuous'.

——The bloody example of the Donghua Emperor is still before our eyes!

Perhaps, the August Emperor once had a record of fleeing ashore, his reputation questionable.

But we must admit, the Donghua Emperor has still done some human affairs over these years.

Such a capable minister, they said kill and killed him, merely because he was linked to the 'rebel faction'.

They didn't even consider whether to ease relations, letting someone offset merit with guilt; instead they went all‑out, to suppress the Donghua Emperor they were willing to damage the very origin of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, Honghuang itself is also a Pangu, able to create something from nothing, evolve everything; the damaged origin of heaven and earth can naturally recover over the long passage of time.

But the meaning revealed behind this is chilling.

A foolish ruler!

A tyrant!

To work for a foolish ruler, a tyrant—how utterly misguided must one be?

Not afraid that one day, after doing his job well, he might merely, for some strategic reason, damage the Human Dao's temporary interests, then be immediately put on a list, dragged out, and have his dog's life taken?

'Wait…… is something wrong?'

Fengxi thought of something, a bit stunned, 'The Human Dao is formed from the gathering of all beings' consciousness.'

'The overall worldview of all beings constructs the worldview of the Human Dao.'

'Profit‑seeking, restlessness, chaos…… many problems, deep into the marrow, give rise to all kinds of evil and darkness.'

'At the same time, because the strength of regulation and correction is insufficient, it backfires, fueling the development of the three views toward an even worse direction.'

'Such a Human Dao, strictly speaking, should be called——Evil·Human Dao.'

Undoubtedly, the Evil·Human Dao is more than capable of playing the villain role.

'But…… no matter how dark the world, there will be a glimmer of dawn hidden within.'

'People may perhaps temporarily submit to reality's rules, compromise with unfair treatment.'

'Yet in the deepest part of their hearts, who hasn't dreamed of a beautiful world of great unity?'

'If such dreams gather and become the mainstream consciousness, then the Human Dao ought to be called——Good·Human Dao.'

'Good and evil, when they fall into reality, often cancel each other out, so the Human Dao remains in a state akin to indifference…… whether good or evil, they are merely a tiny ripple on the long river of history, eventually falling back into the tide and becoming insignificant.'

'From the perspective of repaying debts, the Human Dao killing the Donghua Emperor is no problem.'

'But considering the Donghua Emperor's achievements over these years—reforming Human Dao civilization, establishing the lowest moral standard—law—how many beings have benefited from it?'

'What about the consciousness and voices of those beings?'

'If they act as a check, the Donghua Emperor shouldn't be so decisively slain by the Human Dao, right?'

And in fact, in that previous battle... I didn't hear such a sound.

Only evil, only judgment... This doesn't feel right.

Good·humanity... where is it?

Could it have grown legs and run away?

Is it the same as the example of Hongjun Dao Ancestor becoming a spirit of the Heavenly Dao?

Fengxi looked left and right, wanting to see who had a face of a "ten-lifetime great benevolent person"; that must surely be very handsome.

Finally, he unintentionally saw himself, lost in thought.

Perhaps I should reassess the IQ problem of humanity... maybe some things, everyone guessed wrong.

Humanity... does it know it's sick?

If it knows it's sick... then will it try to save itself?

When no one can rely on, self-studying medicine, self-treating illness... this might not be impossible?

The gods generally think that humanity is adorably stupid.

Most of the time, the IQ is not high, taking the average of humanity's populace.

But... even a weak-witted wild beast can know whether it's sick, relying on survival instinct to seek effective herbs for its condition, chew them up and swallow.

And humanity?

When Fengxi realized this problem, in a daze he understood a kind of mission of his.

To be a good doctor.

Taste a hundred herbs, endure a hundred calamities, long illness makes a good doctor, write a 'Herbal Classic'.

"Shennong... Shennong!"

(End of chapter)