Chapter 710: Guide: I

By that time, Nüwa had discovered all the good deeds that Tuba had once done; anger rose from her heart, evil grew from her gall, and she brandished a knife to chop down 'Yandi'.

Should I dodge, or not dodge?

Yandi Qing Jia suddenly wanted to be still, and an urge to vomit blood was rising.

He was struck with a blunt stick, and unfortunately had nowhere to reason.

What the hell is all this!

Moreover, these speculations are all too likely to happen.

After all, his dying words had just warned Nüwa to be careful of human hearts and stay on guard!

This is lifting a stone to drop it on one's own foot!

At this moment, Qing Jia suddenly wanted to travel back in time to make his past self shut up.

But that's just a thought.

Although he had the ability to play with spacetime and reverse causality, it was still trivial.

But!

But at that time, Houtu was right by his side!

Causing trouble under the nose of this holy woman, exposing Tuba's 'great achievements'…… This might answer to Nüwa, but can it answer to humanity and the world?

"Neither inside nor outside counts as human…… I really am having a hard time……"

Qing Jia let out a long sigh, sat on Yandi's throne, worried for a long time, and finally set aside this headache-inducing problem, immersing himself in the great undertaking of human development.

Only work could numb his nerves, escape such emotional 'accidents', and no longer need to worry.

Even if this is just ostrich behavior, burying one's head in the ground, danger will not stay away.

"But……"

"Being able to delay a day is a day……"

In the cold and quiet hall, Yandi whispered softly, echoing through the deepest depths of time, depositing an emperor's unknown sorrow and bitterness.

……

"Wuu wuu wuu……"

A dim, sorrowful wail rose, echoing in a cemetery.

This place lies north of the Red Water, where a great figure was once buried!

——Nüwa!

Yandi had a daughter named Nüwa, who roamed the East Sea and died in a maritime disaster.

This is the record in the public data of humanity, simple and unadorned.

But behind this lie countless perilous schemes, where mighty beings died sideways, ancient gods fell, and countless struggles buried the seeds of mutual slaughter.

The Human Emperor once felt grief and fury, wanting to take revenge on the true culprit.

Unfortunately, due to the circumstances and the pervasive mist, it had to be temporarily set aside.

Of course, the covert investigation has never ceased up to now…… In this regard, Fengxi followed the Human Dao, but is not exactly a magnanimous being.

But it's unbelievable…… Even though Fengxi has attained the fruition of the Grand Ultimate Great Luo and received aid from the Human Dao, he still cannot see through that layer of mist, unable to pinpoint the true culprit!

For this, he has always held it in mind——this even affected Qing Jia, who, even when feigning death to retire, never forgot to strive for Nüwa's fake corpse.

If we cannot avenge Nüwa, then let's resurrect her…… Would that work?!

However……

This time, the hot blood was misplaced.

After all, this is Nüwa's own self-directed performance…… She rarely played a schemer!

Honest people generally don't scheme others.

But if one starts scheming, then they can really scheme many people without anyone having any temper.

Nüwa is just such an honest person.

In the eyes of her many close direct descendants, although this lady is their leader in status, some wise and strategic people have long regarded her as a little sister needing protection.

——This is one of the few conscientious gods among the innate deities!

In the widespread trend of learning to imitate the first Heavenly Emperor——August Emperor Fuxi——everyone turned into blood‑scheming old cynics; to have such a steadfast go‑against‑the‑grain, with extremely high moral integrity, never exploiting or oppressing subordinates, a benevolent lord, is an immense happiness!

There's not even time to pamper and protect!

But who could have imagined?

This holy woman, in order to blast fish, actually acted out her own death!

At that time, nobody suspected it was a self‑directed performance——not even if it were Nüwa's opponent!

Moreover, Nüwa's loyal chancellor Fengxi, driven frantic by this, exhausted his wisdom and even designed a set of resurrection methods.

He buried Nüwa's body, then summoned Jumang Ancestral Witch——Great Sage Yuanhuang to assist, using an undying wisp of Nirvana fire, then taking the human race's fortune as kindling, he transformed Nüwa's lingering will into a Jingwei bird, pulling it outward, striving to seek life in death, letting it become spiritually transformed.

Reviving amidst the deathly stillness, living anew, is——the Drought Demon!

Female Drought Demon!

In Fengxi's conception, this might be a project that could only see light many years later.

But……

There's no need for such a long time.

Because she simply isn't dead at all!

This morning, in the Nüwa cemetery north of the Red Water, Nüwa lifted the coffin and rose!

A tiny divine bird flitted beside her, resembling a crow, with a speckled head, white beak, red claws…… its mouth uttering a confused 'Jingwei, Jingwei', a silly, foolish look, quite childish and playful, full of an artificial‑intelligence‑disabled vibe.

Spreading this image would absolutely be a major black mark in Nüwa's life…… however, humanity's community is extremely sensitive about this, and no one would dare joke about it lightly.

After all, there are definitely some powerful beings who would risk their lives to mess with whoever is joking about it.

Normally, the girl would wake up and mostly try to make this little fellow harmonious…… Even if she couldn't, keeping him in Nüwa's Palace so he wouldn't go out and embarrass himself would be fine.

But today, the 'resurrected' her felt low-spirited, no longer having such thoughts; she merely wept softly, her sorrow echoing in the cemetery.

"Qingjia ah......"

After feeling sorrowful for a long time, the girl finally stopped her tears, saying, "I won't let your sacrifice go to waste......"

"Although I don't actually need the authority of the Fengdu Great Emperor, it instead disrupted my original plans, forcing me to wake up early…… But I will remember your intentions, I will see it through to the end, and I will go witness the future of the great prosperity of the human race and the great prosperity of the Human Dao for you......"

Her resurrection was an accident.

According to the original plan, there was actually still more to wait for.

But when Qingjia's legacy was thrown over to her, she couldn't help but wake up.

If the girl were really dead, that would be fine…… A dead person—who could force them? Right!

Just like a criminal sentenced to death, ineligible for pardon, would they care about having a few more charges? No!

——If you're capable, can you still kill me twice?

Qingjia's gift is exactly like that.

The position of Fengdu Great Emperor is a right, but more so a responsibility.

But this responsibility, for the dead, carries no constraints whatsoever, allowing one to freeload the authority of the Human Dao, letting the Human Dao 'raise the corpse' for the girl.

As for the expenses during the 'corpse-raising' period…… You have to wait until they're resurrected before we can discuss repaying the debt, right!

As long as the debt is big enough, who's the big boss…… is still uncertain!

Similar operations, details can be referred to in the practices of the Buddhist sect…… As one of the persons in charge of the qi fortune system, Qingjia is indeed proficient in some subtle tricks and methods!

In this regard, Qingjia truly meant well for the girl——provided the girl was actually dead.

However…… she wasn't dead.

More importantly……

She still had a sense of responsibility, and couldn't bring herself to act dumb and play the deadbeat.

Impossible——as long as I don't pay attention, I can pretend there's no debt.

Such thick-skinnedness and big-heartedness are indeed what Nüwa lacks.

She can sigh helplessly afterward, but she cannot ignore the ongoing debt-incurring behavior.

Thus, before Qingjia's seventh-day mourning had even passed, the girl crawled up in the middle of the night, bursting out of the coffin!

Just like the operation of the Donghua Emperor!

Truly not a family, they don't enter the same door.

Fuxi's trumpet bursts out of the coffin, and Nüwa's trumpet does the same.

This pair of siblings, in this era, underwent a divine synchronicity; both are people destined to do great things.

No wonder Xihuang would place high hopes on Nüwa, believing that as long as this child is willing to learn from him, they will surely inherit his mantle and become a fierce deity of a generation with the same integrity and style as him!

……

"Although there are some discrepancies in timing, the plan also needs minor adjustments."

"However, the accident isn't bad."

The girl hastily offered sacrifices to Qingjia, then began planning her own actions.

"All those who could fight have basically been crippled!"

"My personal combat strength may not be supreme, but it can be considered top-notch…… Especially with the empowerment of Fengdu authority, it's even undergone a qualitative change!"

"I suppose this could catch many people off guard, right?"

"After all, who would expect a dead person…… to actually come back and kill?"

The girl pumped herself up, believing she could slaughter in all directions.

——Fellow villagers!

——After the two major combat forces, Nüwa Emperor and Houtu, I, Nüwa No. 3…… am back again!

——Nüwa! Forever divine!

"However, I also can't be careless…… When Gonggong attacked the Heavenly Court before, it truly was outstanding talents rising together, with dark schemes intertwining!"

The girl remained vigilant, demanding to handle affairs with the highest state of alert.

"Nobody is simple!"

"Di Jun lurks, infiltrating the Dongyi lineage; the Dragon Ancestor hides and endures, then erupts suddenly, seizing the Way of Heaven and the Way of Law; Hongjun buried agents eons ago, the foundations of the Heavenly Court are all pawns, ruthless and vicious, directly wiping out the dinosaur lineage; the demon sect revives, Minghe wants to use this era to hone his sword, linking up the Five Fortunes Alliance......"

"This alone is already shocking enough, let alone behind these, the shadow of my scoundrel brother flickers faintly…… And he himself seems to be colluding with the Human Dao, seemingly having reached some kind of tacit understanding!"

"Simply outrageous!"

The girl calculated a bit, then secretly sucked in a breath of cold air, contributing her share to warming up Honghuang.

If you don't calculate, you don't know; but once you do, it's frightening.

With such a vast net of darkness covering down, can she, with her current combat strength alone, tear it apart?

What if…… what if they join forces, she might very well have her head blown apart?

"I need to keep a lower profile......"

The girl's lively eyes turned, "Return to the Fire Sect, mobilize the base…… I lurk behind the scenes, waiting for the opportunity to reenact past events, repeat the deed of subduing and slaying the Yao Marshal......"

Thinking thus, she was about to step forward, heading back to the Fire Sect.

But suddenly, she halted her steps.

Before Qingjia's 'death', using his last bit of heart-energy, the words he spoke in her ear still echo in her mind.

Human hearts……

Human hearts!

The girl's gaze gradually became deep and mysterious.

Her eyes shifted, and she slowly let out a long breath, "This requires careful planning..."

Some people, some matters, are definitely problematic… but in the past, they were hidden in the mist, making it impossible to see their stance.

Now… it seems like a good opportunity?

The girl seemed to have thought of something, and decided to temporarily halt communication.

Before, she was inside the situation, unable to see clearly, and inevitably got deceived.

But now, as a 'dead person,' she is outside the situation!

Who would have thought to guard against a dead person?

The girl's thoughts turned; she lightly raised her hand, wiping away all traces of her having risen from the coffin, and she also enlightened the diligent bird, letting it continue to roam the vast sea, pretending to be just as before.

The trend of humanity, hundreds of boats racing… hey!

I could also mix in a bit, giving some expected or unexpected people a surprise.

The girl looked up at the starry sky, "However, this needs troops and provisions…"

Need people! Need money!

Money…

The girl's bright eyes sparkled.

Money, she has!

Even without using the surface accounts, her private stash, she confidently believes no one can match!

The girl formed a plan, her steps light, and she silently went to Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Just like a thief.

Sneaking back home like this… for the girl, it was a different kind of thrill.

Of course, stealing from under her brother's bed, challenging authority, this was indeed sufficiently thrilling.

However…

When she returned home, she then felt what is called a bolt from the blue.

Where is the Xihuang Palace?

Such a large Xihuang Palace?

How did it just disappear?

Wawa widened her eyes, face full of disbelief.

Her brother moved house!

Persistent investigation finally clarified some of the surface circumstances.

It is said that, at the moment when the Human Dao collided with the August Emperor, this hall vanished, concealed by Pangu with supreme magical power and great divine abilities, hidden between the real and illusory, between existence and non-existence, invisible and unreachable!

It is also said.

This is because Xihuang worried that the Human Dao was narrow-minded, impotently furious, unable to target the August Emperor, so he took out his anger by demolishing his home… that's why he did this!

The girl compiled all the information, her expression wooden, speechless.

She inexplicably felt a sense of malice and targeting.

What a bad start to the campaign!

What the hell is this nonsense?

The girl left resentfully, her account frozen, and she could only sigh helplessly.

Fortunately, heaven leaves no one without a way.

My account is unusable, but I can use someone else's!

She knew of a place that had a huge sum of liquid funds… although using this money is awkward, originally it was something one wouldn't even glance at, tasteless to eat, a pity to discard, like a chicken rib.

After all, the profit from operating this money is just enough to cover the interest; after a year of hard work, one still can't earn much… compared to humanity's own enterprises, it's trash.

But now, she thinks it's still worth considering.

With her abilities, some gaps should be fillable, leaving some surplus.

The girl thought so, and thus did so.

She held a sword, polished to a dazzling, intimidating sheen, and then mounted Sumeru Mountain overnight.

Ignoring all magical formations and restrictions, she went straight to the foundation of the Pure Land; the girl blocked the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, her eyes icy.

Jieyin Ancient Buddha, Zhunti Ancient Buddha—these two senior founding ancestors of Buddhism—having left a wisp of will incarnate here, looked at the murderous-aura-filled girl, feeling that even the gods were unwell; on such a hot day, they themselves were drenched in cold sweat, trembling involuntarily.

Jieyin Ancient Buddha gulped down saliva, his face wearing a smile uglier than crying, 'I never expected… I never expected… that it is Her Majesty's divine arrival here…'

If possible.

At this moment, Jieyin really wanted to chat with some of his friends to vent his inner pressure.

Really can't stand it!

——Jieyin: Let me tell you a ghost story… the girl has come to the door!

(End of chapter)