Chapter 567: The

"So, I really am Nüwa reincarnated."

Just awakened, Feng Xiaoxiao lay on a hospital bed, staring at the mature man—around thirty—who had adopted her for over a decade and claimed to be Tai Bai Taibai Jinxing.

"Yes, yes."

The man with a ponytail, dressed like a souvenir vendor at a tourist site, suppressed the faint sorrow in his eyes and spoke seriously:

"Though the time was short, you still remember your experience as Nüwa's form—yes, you are Nüwa."

"Oh," Feng Xiaoxiao replied dully.

"Your acceptance is stronger than I imagined," Li Chang put away the talisman and praised: "Looks like I can save one yellow talisman."

"Oh," Feng Xiaoxiao stared at the air beside her, rubbing her eyes. "I'm Nüwa. So what now? You can't possibly expect me to save world peace."

"World peace is humanity's own business—the Heavenly Court won't interfere," Li Chang chuckled, leaning closer, then turning serious. "Simply put, I want you to help the residual soul fragments of the Heavenly Court gods restore their Dao cultivation and revive the Heavenly Court!"

"Oh," Feng Xiaoxiao still stared at the air, her gaze unfocused.

Li Chang's heart skipped—a moment of dread. Had she not believed him? Or had the shock to her worldview left her numb?

"Xiaoxiao, we're discussing something serious here."

"I'm communicating with your boss, asking him what's going on—why don't you guys just handle it yourselves? Why drag me into this?"

Group members: Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan and Song Shuhang have been revived.

"What boss?"

Li Chang broke into a cold sweat, frantically feeling her forehead. "I'll call a doctor! Don't move!"

"Who else? Isn't your boss Hun Tian Di? The Three Pure Ones are probably in the group too."

Feng Xiaoxiao: "Really, any price?"

Su Lin: "Okay, okay, bring him over."

"Hun Tian Di really is Hun Tian Di—so rich," Feng Xiaoxiao murmured.

"Xiaoxiao, don't scare me!" Li Chang's words had barely left his lips when his eyes nearly bulged out: "What the—?!"

At that moment, a police officer pushed the door open.

"You're the victim hospitalized after being slashed with a sharp weapon last night."

Inside the room, a deep blue spatial gate stood firmly, its depth unknown, leading nowhere discernible. After exchanging glances, Li Chang's gaze turned cold, his entire demeanor shifting.

On Shuijing Peak, Su Lin held a new blueprint and instructed the immortal gods involved in the reconstruction to make fine adjustments.

"Arrange for this person a strengthening-and-amnesia compensation package."

The middle-aged man in police uniform was dragged away while still asleep by heavenly soldiers.

"This year's Tai Bai rent," Su Lin handed a box filled with spirit jade, gold, and cash to Feng Xiaoxiao, whose face was full of disbelief, then uploaded her relevant information to the group:

"You're late—the head chef has already clocked out. Only hybrid peaches and other fruits remain."

"Find a seat, have some tea, read a book—ask others if you have questions."

Confused, Feng Xiaoxiao dragged the box to a spot with a wide view and asked a tall, slender old man meditating cross-legged: "May I sit here?"

"I'm just a guest too—feel free," the old Celestial Master opened his eyes, smiling warmly. "What's your name, Miss? Why are you only arriving now?"

"Hello, Grandpa. I'm Nüwa—I just awakened." Feng Xiaoxiao asked curiously: "Has the Peach Banquet just been held here?"

"So you're Miss Nüwa," the old Celestial Master's smile didn't fade, but he stopped stroking his beard, falling silent.

Zhang Chuanyan quickly gestured to Feng Xiaoxiao beside her and @ed her in the group: "Lady Nüwa, ask anything in the group—we're all from different worlds!"

"Oh," Feng Xiaoxiao nodded half-understandingly. She'd rushed out of the hospital right after awakening—she was still utterly bewildered.

But it was too late.

After her blunt self-revelation, sighs of resignation began to rise around her—from human cultivators and demon cultivators alike.

"By the way, where is Xi Zhi Kong from our side?" Su Lin asked.

"Your Majesty, Fuxi's reincarnation is nearly discovering he and Lady Nüwa are long-lost siblings," Tai Bai Taibai Jinxing said, feeling unsteady on his feet.

"Have Yue Lao add some tangled romantic triangles to test them—delay the moment their relationship becomes public. I want to watch the livestream next time I return."

Su Lin thought for a moment and ordered: "Are there any uncooperative immortals among the Three Teachings? If so, send them down to reincarnate as Zhu Rong and Gong Gong's bickering lovers—I have to repair the ancient Buzhou Mountain again."

Tai Bai Taibai Jinxing shook his head frantically: "No! Absolutely none! All immortals and gods are diligent—no slackers at all!"

Su Lin nodded in satisfaction, turned to Li Chang, who was frozen in shock, bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, and waved his hand:

"Take him around, show him the Heavenly Court's situation, teach him the workflow. After a few days of training, give him an ID badge and assign him to work in the Underworld. He can return when Nüwa needs him."

Li Chang's mind went completely blank.

When did the Heavenly Court revive?

When did spiritual energy recover?

When did Hun Tian Di return?

Is this the Hun Tian Di I know?

As Li Chang, nearly turning into ten thousand questions, still doubted reality, two hands suddenly grabbed him on either side, lifting his feet off the ground as they dragged him out.

"Can you at least untie me before you talk?!"

Dazed, Li Chang turned his head left and right, staring at the elderly man with white hair and a youthful face on the left and the black-haired youth on the right. "What are your names, gentlemen? I'm Li Chang, Tai Bai Taibai Jinxing."

"Li Changshou."

"Li Changgeng."

Both glanced at him and said together: "We're also Tai Bai Taibai Jinxing."

Now someone else could help with the work.

Reset: one plus one plus three equals

"I got the materials you requested from Zhutian City."

Ru Hua beside Ye Fan tapped a string of numbers into a calculator and displayed it to everyone: "Assuming no change in returns, Yan's dividends for the next five years will go entirely toward repaying the debt."

"Next time I drink that much, I'll be a dog." Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan slumped helplessly beside him, his eyes vacant, staring at Wangshu Pavilion, which from its exterior appeared to have expanded at least tenfold.

Who could he blame?

It was all his own stupid fault.

Burning down the house the first time was bad enough; the second time, he blew up the peak of Water Mirror Mountain, losing a life and paying two years' worth of income as compensation.

Hummm—

The sound of flames flaring erupted, the surrounding temperature rose, and the air grew hot and dry.

Before everyone's eyes, flames spread across Song Shuhang's body; a brilliant burst of fire was violently slashed out by him, aimed straight at the sky.

Space was burned to nothingness; a fiery domain, containing countless chaotic and minute laws, emerged from the shattered void where the blade aura had broken!

The blade intent burned—tyrannical and overwhelming!

"I made it!" Song Shuhang shouted excitedly to Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Master Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, look! My Flame of Burning Heaven Sword now has your Infinite Fire Domain laws!"

Human joys and sorrows do not connect; Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan only thought Song Shuhang was annoyingly loud.

"I'm sorry," Homura Akemi clasped her purple gem staff in both hands and bowed slightly.

"It's not your fault," Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, on the verge of tears, waved his hand: "That arrow was incredible—was that your full power?"

That was just the Master's normal attack! Next time you see an annoying evil, blast them away with bullet hell—firepower is justice, hehehegu.

The floating purple staff was seized in Su Lin's palm: "Want me to adjust your AI?"

I'll reform myself, please forgive me this once.

"Just a normal attack?" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan slumped in despair.

"That power isn't from the staff itself."

Meng Qi pinched the purple gem that had just escaped Su Lin's divine palm, tugged at its two tiny wings, and said: "Attacks released by her are amplified to an absurd degree—like that arrow just now."

Under normal circumstances, based on the Gem Elder's Second Law application, a mundane magical arrow should only reach Class-A artifact power—but in Homura Akemi's hands, unable to download Parallel World skills, it unleashed a cataclysmic magical assault.

"It's probably still tied to her current form—after being influenced by the Divine Core, her body has acquired 'divine' traits, plus her inherent ontological status."

Teacher Yan Sen, deeply intrigued, suggested: "Let's test her other abilities later."

The fragment torn from the Ring of Law by Xiao Mei Yan desired Homura Akemi as an ordinary human girl—but how could she, who was already part of the Ring of Law, ever be truly ordinary?

When transformed into a Magical Girl, as the staff's magic flowed through her body and took form, the arrow had likely been reshaped into the form engraved upon her soul.

"So transformation comes with a built-in skill template?" Song Shuhang lowered his long blade and circled closer, sincerely marveling: "Incredible…"

His transformation should only be transformation—no such special effects—but if I could see Bai Qianbei transform, it'd be worth anything.

For some reason, Song Shuhang suddenly began imagining Bai Qianbei transforming, clad in a Magical Girl outfit.

Thinking more carefully, it was like Little White in the Illusory Realm—if Bai Qianbei, in his youthful form, used the purple gem to transform…

He lifted his head, gazing at the two figures standing nearby.

One wore black robes woven from Nine Nether Power, engraved with the purest essence of ultimate evil, filth, and malevolence—yet still radiating peerless elegance; the other had long black hair flowing like a night waterfall, eyes sparkling like stars, clad in white robes like a celestial immortal descended from heaven.

Both possessed beauty beyond words to describe.

Black and White Magical Girls

While Song Shuhang was daydreaming, he didn't notice others following his gaze—and all fell into some kind of fantasy.

"Shuhang," White Zunzhe sighed helplessly.

"I'll give you a satisfying compensation—and choose you the finest grave." Nine Nether White smiled.

"Mind reading?!"

Song Shuhang's eyes widened.

"Face reading."

In despair, Song Shuhang resolved to buy a Clown Magic Potion to control his facial expressions—when he suddenly realized that Ke Lian, the group's top magic potion provider, was not here.

Sir, you really understand—given those two, it's not impossible at all.

The purple gem's tiny wings fluttered against Song Shuhang's shoulder, comforting him: "But I already have the most outstanding Master—ordinary girls…"

Xiao Nannan, awakened, leapt from the Black Emperor's back and clung to Ye Fan's shoulder, pointing at the purple gem.

"Brother, what's that?"

The purple gem froze, then spun around and floated before Xiao Nannan, its two tiny wings mimicking human gestures—tilting its head, examining her.

The air around grew quiet; countless gazes shifted from the two White Seniors to Ye Fan.

"Xiao Nannan is that one's…"

Shi Hao opened his mouth but fell silent; he exchanged a glance with Ye Fan—a thought arose, vanished, arose again, vanished again, impossible to extinguish.

Ye Fan: "…"

Under normal circumstances, I should have slapped this staff away with one palm.

No, no, no—calm down. That thought is terrifying.

Should I really do this?!

Ye Fan suddenly understood the true meaning of "courting death"—even grasped why the reincarnation of the Confucian Sage delighted in courting death.

Was he infected by Kuang Dao Sanlang?!

"Brother?"

"Nannan…"

Ye Fan's voice trembled; his neck stiff, he turned his head and smiled: "That's a magical artifact—it can make someone incredibly powerful, but only children can use it."

"Only children can use it?" Xiao Nannan bit her finger, puzzled, then suddenly beamed: "Can I use it?! Then I can protect Brother!"

Protect Brother

Ye Fan punched himself in the chest, took a deep breath, and said: "That artifact… already has a master."

Watching Xiao Nannan's disappointed expression, Ye Fan felt both pity for her and resentment toward himself for having lost his mind.

"There's also the basic version of the Wanhua Staff's ruby."

A discordant voice came through; Ye Fan's eyes sharpened as he looked ahead and saw Su Lin take a wand from Yiliya's hand.

"And isn't it wrong to trick children?" Su Lin smiled faintly.

Shi Hao rubbed his uncomfortably full stomach and nodded. "Exactly."

"Grow up fast, Xiao Xiao," Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan hugged his daughter and grinned. "It's a pity Xiao Xiao is still too young—otherwise, it would have been a wonderful childhood memory."

These bastards!!!

I'm still going to meet the Ferocious One later?!

Ye Fan's eyes bulged as he froze in place; when he finally came to his senses,

"Big brother, look—I can fly!"

The Ferocious One is the Ferocious One; Xiao Nannan is my sister.

"Nannan, come here for a photo."

Ye Fan, whose thoughts had instantly cleared, pulled out a memory stone while hugging the laughing Xiao Nannan; alongside them, Ye Qianxian's solitary, otherworldly figure was captured as well.

Ye Fan put down the memory stone without expression and turned to look behind him. "When did you arrive?"

"I've been here all along," Ye Qianxian said with a peculiar expression. "Grandpa."