Chapter 276

People looked toward Kamikawa Chiaki, silent, yet their burning gazes said everything.

Meanwhile.

The livestream chat was flooded with scrolling comments.

【Please, Lady Kamikawa Chiaki, ask Lord Kamikawa Mitsu!】

【Ten thousand blood-signed pleas: tell us what you saw of Su Daji's life!】

【I'd give up ten years of my life just to have Lady Kamikawa Chiaki ask.】

To their faces, no one dared ask—but online was different: no need to meet, no need to reveal identity or name, one could speak without restraint; and after all, this was a livestream—posting comments was normal.

In a palace corner of Heian-kyo.

Kamikawa Chiaki's curious gaze: "Nisan, can you tell us what you saw of Su Daji's life?"

Kamikawa Mitsu reached out and ruffled Kamikawa Chiaki's hair, then pointed to one of the twelve pillars before them.

"Su Daji's life cannot be summed up in a few words—if you want to see it, just touch the pillar."

This was a city-palace of an ancient god-demon-level being; no one knew what dangers or wonders it held, and to preserve their lives, none who entered dared touch anything.

And as the twelve most wondrous, most striking pillars in the hall, clearly extraordinary, no one dared touch them—only stared at them in reverence.

Now, hearing Kamikawa Mitsu's words, everyone's eyes flashed bright—but still, no one dared to touch.

Kamikawa Chiaki did not hesitate; she trusted Kamikawa Mitsu would not harm her, and reached out to touch the pillar before her.

BOOM!!!

Brilliant light erupted violently; the carvings on the pillar came alive—clouds rose, mist shimmered, auspicious signs sang, and ferocious beasts roared across mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars.

In that instant, the great hall with its starry ceiling spun wildly, transforming—as if ten thousand years passed in a single second, as if countless worlds were being born, as if life and death cycled endlessly, as if civilizations rose, fell, and replaced one another.

Too fast.

In the blink of an eye, clouds vanished, time flowed away.

From the distant Primordial Age through endless eons, martial ways rose, shoulders bore mountains; immortal ways flourished, drifting beyond horizons; divine ways spread, shattering stars and splitting clouds, as various god-demon civilizations evolved.

Before TVs and in the hall, all were deeply shaken—feeling as if they stood at the center of the universe's eight corners, gazing down upon the long sweep of mortal history, watching worlds rise and fall.

Beyond the Five Phases, transcending the mortal realm.

From soul to matter, all trembled.

Everything happened too swiftly; before one could savor or examine, the ultimate splendor of ten thousand years exploded in a blinding flash.

All turned to light.

When the light faded, people opened their eyes—and froze in shock. The vast starry hall and the twelve towering pillars were gone; before them stretched a magnificent scene.

As if everyone had been transported into another world.

A vast, primeval age—gods and humans coexisted, even the highest immortals and deities often descended to earth; colossal primeval beasts were driven by giants to till fields and push mountains.

"This…"

Through the pillar's imprint of Su Daji's life, and knowing Su Daji originated from Chinese mythology as Su Daji herself, and seeing this primeval, wild world before them—

Combined with all this, many reached a conclusion.

"This can't be the Shang-Zhou era of Su Daji, can it?"

Such an ancient, primeval world, coupled with Su Daji's life memories, made it nearly certain this was not her life in Japan—but her life during China's mythic age.

Instantly, people stared at the giant driving primeval beasts to till fields and push mountains—speechless, eyelids twitching violently.

Are you kidding? Did they farm like this in the Shang-Zhou era? What they plowed wasn't farmland—it was a dragon's abyss.

Drowning ten thousand people would be no big deal.

And countless other unbelievable scenes kept shattering the worldviews of mortals—even beings like Li Gui, a creature from the Phantom Demon Realm, who had thought Japan's ancient era of universal cultivation was glorious enough—now, compared to ancient China, it was worlds apart.

Look at that "ox" tilling the field—it was a god-demon-level ferocious beast!

"If the Shang-Zhou era was this terrifying, what about eras even earlier?" Director Takahashi's eyes widened in horror, his spine chilling.

"It's not necessarily the Shang-Zhou era."

Professor Beishan shook his head, frowning as he watched the screen displaying Kamikawa Chiaki's livestream, his gaze deep in thought.

"This world feels primeval and ancient—yes, the Shang-Zhou era is distant, but it doesn't feel old enough."

His doubt was echoed by some in the hall who shared his thoughts.

"Then what era is it?" Director Saito asked.

"Hey, just ask and you'll know."

Professor Zhongtian picked up his phone, opened Kamikawa Chiaki's livestream, logged into his account, and posted a comment.

【Lady Kamikawa Chiaki, is this showing the ancient Shang-Zhou era? 😸】

Director Takahashi and the others froze, then shouted, "Holy shit!"

"How did I forget—we can just ask directly!"

Director Takahashi slapped his forehead, quickly registered a livestream account, logged in, and posted a comment; others followed suit.

The palace had transformed into a primeval world.

Kamikawa Chiaki, acting as livestream host, became the curious child relaying the world's questions, asking Kamikawa Mitsu.

"This isn't the Shang-Zhou era—the Shang-Zhou era never had such power to use god-demon beasts for farming."

Kamikawa Mitsu spoke softly.

Hearing this, people exhaled in relief.

Director Takahashi and the others patted their racing hearts.

I knew it—no matter how weak our ancient Japan was, it couldn't be this far behind the Shang-Zhou era; after all…

"In the Shang-Zhou era, they only used god-demons to pull chariots—not waste them on farming."

Kamikawa Mitsu spoke,

Everyone fell silent...

wdnm, why the hell are the gods and demons pulling a horse carriage? Isn't that a waste? And can you stop talking in such long, gasping bursts, damn it all.

Director Takahashi and the others exchanged bitter smiles, feeling a tightness in their chests.

"I'd suggest not comparing. The more you compare, the more inferior you feel. The Heian period we see belongs to the Tang Dynasty, later than the Shang-Zhou era, but I think... even if our era is earlier, it probably isn't that exaggerated, so... forget it, sigh."

On the other side.

Kamikawa Mitsu continued speaking to Kamikawa Chie.

"As for what era this is, it should be the Primeval Era."

"Nii-san, what specific period is the Primeval Era? Earlier Iori and Muroto Meijiang were looking into Hua Nation's history, and they said the Primeval Era is divided in many different ways, and abroad the mythological Primeval Era is also divided differently. In the end, what era does the Primeval Era refer to?"

Kamikawa Chie's bright, clear, sparkling big eyes brimmed with curiosity, like a curious little baby.

At this, the people of the world were deeply moved inside — well asked! We wanted to know this too — and silently sent off departing gifts to Kamikawa Chie.

【Kamikawa Chie-sama is the best!】

【Long live Kamikawa Chie-sama!】

Kamikawa Mitsu blinked, and in his heart gave Kamikawa Chie a thumbs-up too.

Chie, this round of unintentional duet with me is perfect! Worthy of being my little sister.

Immediately after, Kamikawa Mitsu smiled and gave his response.

"Taking Hua Nation's history as an example, in the eras divided by the gods and demons, the Five Emperors belong to the Primeval Era, the Three Sovereigns belong to the Ancient Era, and Sui Ren Shi belongs to the Primordial Era, while the Shang and Zhou belong to the latter part of the Primeval Era."