Chapter 872

just crying sound, no names.

Phoenix Rest Mountain

A goddess of unparalleled grace and beauty, now she has become a flower about to wither, having lost the vitality of the past… Her sobs are filled with bitterness and unwillingness, as she laments the injustice of the world and the pain of her own efforts falling short.

Nüwa

Outside Phoenix Perch Mountain, a group of goddesses whispered to each other, sighing endlessly, 'This time, she lost, so so so… so unjust!'

May future eras have no more of those cliché‑filled undercover agents…

Doumu Yuanjun

Morals decline day by day, people's hearts are no longer ancient… I say, this is probably not just the beginning; we're far from the time when the curtain falls and it ends.

Taiyuan Shengmu

Fire Cloud Cave

'Hiss… really or fake?' Together, they ate melon while watching Nüwa's plastic goddess sisters, gossiping about this latest rumor, 'How come I haven't heard such a rumor?'

And… actually someone dares to make a noise in that place?

Inside sits a ruthless person… even capable of killing himself!

Pangu

Haotian, the Heavenly Emperor… Haotian, the Heavenly Emperor!

That day his bearing is still vivid in my mind—forcing three thousand great Luos to all dress in women's clothes… hehehehe!

Someone, while speaking, couldn't help but laugh.

no.

If it weren't for his sword being so big and so flashy, nobody would have agreed…

But this matter has blown up so much; afterward, they probably won't let it rest…

Golden Mother, Xuanyuan, and the August Emperor

She spoke softly, "Xuanyuan suppressed the human race's qi fortune, lacking the strength to attend to it, thus he summoned back the August Emperor Heavenly Emperor, so that the consciousness of the human race's former self could awaken and return, to preside over the Heavenly Court!"

"So, Haotian... is currently in an uncertain state—who would dare bet, when trouble arises, which Haotian one faces is actually Fuxi? Or Xuanyuan?"

"Xuanyuan will reason, but Fuxi, Your Majesty..."

Numerous goddesses, at this moment, were silent like cold cicadas.

Nüwa is still crying now!

A durian was kneeling beneath the knee, causing little harm but great insult.

"Everyone's hearts are as clear as a mirror... so, no one would go to the Heavenly Court to beat the drum and appeal for justice, for fear that Haotian would pull out an axe, slam it onto the table, and then say—'You are all foxes of billions of years, what grievance are you shouting about? In investment, must one only win and never lose?'"

"Xuanyuan! That's different!"

"He said he wants to explain the rules to everyone!"

"Then there's something to talk about!"

Taiyuan Holy Mother's eyes were full of interest, "Beating the drum to appeal, loudly shouting injustice—this is probing the bottom line!"

"But looking at it now, this Human Sovereign Majesty's methods are still quite clever... actually able to suppress the hot search."

"Here, I personally witnessed Yuanshi and his brother visiting the Human Sovereign, and they told me after returning."

"Normal." The Nine Heavens Xuan Nu let out a squeak, "Who is the most famous pen-holder in Honghuang? It's Báizé, right!"

"Mr. Bai has boarded Xuanyuan's pirate ship for quite some time... suppressing a hot search is nothing simple, is it?"

"That's also right."

A group of goddesses all nodded, then became curious about the inside story of the Three Pure Ones visiting the Human Sovereign—"Morality, Yuanshi, Lingbao... they actually went to the Fire Cloud Cave?"

"This is a big deal! What are they going to discuss? Taiyuan elder sister, just say what you can!"

"Um... it's not really a secret, everyone will know soon." Taiyuan Holy Mother pondered briefly and explained, "Isn't this a new era?"

"Do the saintly positions once conferred by the Heavenly Dao still hold effect?"

"Can the officials of the previous dynasty still govern the present people?"

"For the saints of the Heavenly Dao, this is a very important question... therefore, the saints all need to ask the Human Sovereign."

"But the Human Sovereign did not answer directly, merely posing a counter-question—'Saints move with the times; in this new era, if you remain saints, how shall you govern the people?'"

Taiyuan recalled, "The Morality Heavenly Venerable heard it, yet represented the Three Pure Ones in replying—"

"The saint is always without personal motive, taking the people's hearts as his own. To the good, I am good; to the not good, I am also good. To the faithful, I am faithful; to the unfaithful, I am also faithful—virtue and trust! The saint in the world, harmoniously, blends the people's hearts. The people all look to his eyes and ears; the saint treats them all as children."

"The Human Sovereign listened, smiled without speaking, merely gesturing for the Three Pure Ones to return and await notice."

Taiyuan rubbed her hands, "Sisters, what kind of riddle are they playing? Translate it for me."

"A riddle? What kind of riddle could there be... the Three Pure Ones' saintly positions are basically secure." Xihe, after having served as heaven, is most thorough in this regard: "Morality Heavenly Venerable, your speech is meticulous... these few words conform to the theme of the times."

"The saint has no personal motive, taking the people's hearts as his own... translating, that means—'serve the myriad beings!'"

"The plea of the myriad beings of the human way is precisely the pursuit of the saints!"

"Regardless of whether the myriad beings and common folk are good or not, trustworthy or not, saints must treat them like children, guiding them with kindness and trustworthiness."

"This perfectly matches Xuanyuan's governing ideology; such a saint is the saint satisfactory to the human way."

Xihe evaluated, "Without surprise, the Three Pure Ones were saints in the past and will continue to be reappointed now, and even their authority will be further strengthened."

"That's huge." The Great Saint Yuan Huang half-squinted his eyes, half-asleep, "In the demonic beast era, the Three Pure Ones placed their bets correctly, and the final gains were not small—the Zhu Xian sword formation even cut down the Heavenly Dao."

"Now with this added authority... perhaps they could even contend for Pangu."

"Here, I will first congratulate Taiyuan younger sister."

"Congratulations, congratulations..." a group of goddesses echoed.

"Where, where..." Taiyuan wore a solemn face, yet the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, "Contending for Pangu—how could that be easy?"

"With so many powerful beings watching, the one who sticks out gets shot!"

"That's true." Xuan Nu nodded, agreeing, "Especially now, it's a critical moment."

"A messed-up stall is set up...... It seems that the Way of Humanity and the myriad beings have won, gaining the right to be masters of the house."

"Then what? Who will take charge?"

"Xuanyuan, for fairness, severed his own fate and entered the Fire Cloud Cave...... Now humanity urgently needs a new lord, one who can suppress the gods of all directions and stop the ancient clans from stirring up trouble."

"Great unification...... Easy to say, hard to do!"

"One misstep, and Xuanyuan's prior efforts are wasted; entering the Fire Cloud Cave truly makes him a retired emperor."

"Moreover, he cannot intervene...... To overthrow the rules he himself set? People's hearts would scatter."

"Yes, yes!"

Many goddesses gossiped about the grand situation of the Honghuang.

Regarding this......

Human joys and sorrows are not shared; the Nüwa weeping and wailing in Phoenix Perch Mountain only finds them noisy.

What hung on her face were tears forced out; she knelt on durian at her knees, embracing a dragon's tail in her arms——that was her elder brother's true form.

Drop after drop of tears, carrying the sorrowful fury that could not be extinguished even by pouring out all the rivers and seas, fell upon the dragon's tail, revealing its presence, gradually burning forth a fragrance.

Sniff——

Sniff——

Nüwa cried while sniffling, then furtively glanced at Fuxi, who was immersed in a document, as if wandering beyond heaven; she gritted her teeth, furtively opened her mouth, and bit down in one gulp.

"Hiss!"

Fuxi's face turned green; he could no longer feign ignorance, he widened his eyes, glared at Nüwa, flicked his finger, striking the slightly red and swollen spot between her eyebrows, shaking her so that she finally loosened her mouth.

"Ow ow ow......"

The two of them, one touching his head, the other touching his tail, stared at each other.

"What are you looking at!"

Fuxi's gaze gradually turned hostile.

"Waa waa waa......"

Nüwa did not answer "What's up with you?", she just kept crying there.

"Enough, enough!"

Fuxi waved his hand, "Stop pretending!"

"No need to fake crying anymore!"

"Do you think this is useful?"

"You want to make me fall flat on my face at Third Brother's place, shift the topic, and escape my punishment?"

"Dream on!"

"What kind of Nüwa are you, that I still don't understand you?"

"Rebelling and beating the master of the house—if you don't kneel on thirty yuanhui of durian, this matter isn't over!"

Fuxi spoke calmly, the effect was remarkable, stopping Nüwa's dry howls and freezing her actions and expressions.

Feigning misery was useless, so she stopped; she resentfully wiped the ginger liquid from the corner of her eyes, "If only you'd said earlier…… If you had, I wouldn't have cried!"

She heaved a long sigh to the heavens, a posture of a hero in his twilight, yet the durian beneath her knees lent her a touch of absurdity, "Success also thanks to Third Brother, failure also thanks to Third Brother!"

"That Fengxi, with his thick brows and big eyes, actually ended up stabbing me in the ribs!"

Good thing I'm capable enough; I seized power in time...... Even if only for a moment, I barely broke even, the era of demons and spirits didn't lose.

Nüwa found joy in suffering, completely oblivious to Fuxi's face beginning to darken.

Having verified Pangu, it's just different.

Her speech became bold, daring to speak her heart.

Although it's about the same as before, she still can't beat her wicked elder brother.

But!

She could actually run——escaping may be shameful, but it works!

Having become Pangu, at least she still has some privileges; she can stop playing with others, do as she pleases.

But the sunk costs of the past are too great, making her grit her teeth and accept the punishment, to kneel on durian...... just accept losing the bet, right?

Once she herself accepts losing the bet, then someday a great victory will allow Fuxi to also accept losing the bet.

This is called integrity!

After all, she can also win! She truly saw the dawn of victory!

But integrity is integrity, yet her mouth became bold, daring to say anything, able to say anything——Fuxi can't silence her!

Regarding this, Fengxi sighed in the Fire Cloud Cave——

This second sister is reliable, has inner thoughts…… She really dares to speak out!

Of course, soon he will no longer think that way.

"Third Brother is my man; stabbing you in the back twice, what's the big deal?" The eldest of the Feng family was unconvinced, "If he hadn't dropped the chain at a critical moment, you'd still want to overthrow me and seize power? Dream on!"

"But speaking of Third Brother……" Fuxi's gaze turned subtle, "Come, tell me, how have you gotten along with your little younger brother all these years? How did you misjudge him? This acting skill is not ordinary."

Without a doubt, this struck Nüwa's sore spot, instantly opening her chatterbox.

For a moment, Lady Nüwa began to mutter, picking at some past events.

Such as "I have eyes but no pearls", "I only know"…… Nüwa's mishaps were overly pitiable, ultimately drawing a "pfft" laugh from Fuxi, making Nüwa glare.

"Cough cough! Keep going…… What unhappy things do you have? Tell them to make me happy."

Fuxi struggled to hold back his laughter.

Nüwa rolled up her sleeves, about to rise and strike him…… but Fuxi pointed at the durian, making her grit her teeth and kneel firmly.

Just because he was unwilling, he grabbed a dragon's tail and bit it twice in frustration, causing Fuxi's expression to change.

Nüwa was satisfied, and then she began to nag again.

The Witch-demon Era left too deep an impression on her; she simply could not forget it.

Even though she knew Fuxi was just listening for fun, she still couldn't help confiding.

"Really, I regret it so much...."

Nüwa muttered, spilling out many past events, revealing how many flaws Yandi had shown; her former self, however, had not noticed, overlooking them.

If she were given a chance to start over, she would definitely... do something.

Nüwa felt very regretful.

Once, a chance to win lay before her eyes, but she did not cherish it, seeing through the true face of Xiao Erwu Zai.

If heaven could let her retract a few moves, she would certainly strive to cherish them... if she could retract enough moves, she hopes it would be ten thousand steps!

However, as Fuxi listened on, his expression changed.

"Wait a moment."

He had the tool Nüwa pause, his eyes deep, and said, "Please repeat that section for me."

"You want me to repeat, so I repeat?" Nüwa glanced at him sideways, "Don't I care about face?"

"I'll reduce one yuanhui of durian for you." Fuxi gripped her tightly.

"Oh, that works." Nüwa obediently repeated it once.

Fuxi listened, the muscles on his face twitched, and he drew a deep breath.

"Alright, continue."

"Okay." Nüwa complied readily.

She continued speaking.

But...

Not long after, she was called to stop again.

"Here, repeat that."

"Huh? Is that right? Come, let me distill this memory of yours and recreate the scene from back then."

"I see..."

The more Nüwa spoke, the faster Fuxi's expression changed.

In the end, he was not just fluctuating in expression; he had already begun to draw an axe.

He earnestly polished it, the blade's edge flashed forth, shocking the world.

"What do you mean by that?" Nüwa frowned.

"You've been telling me a story all this while." Fuxi said softly, "I also have a story I want to tell you."

"I have a friend who has a younger sister...."

"A story of 'I have a friend'."

Nüwa understood at once; at first her face fell long—this isn't blatant mockery of her, is it?

But soon she caught the subtle details—this was the story of that sister's brother's experience.

Afterward......

She rose up in shared hatred against the enemy.

"Erwu Zai, you deserve to die!"

"He actually acted as a middleman to profit from the price difference?!"

The two of them compared answers.

Then......

Everything became clear.

(End of chapter)