Chapter 1: I Have to Win Lying Down! [Begging for flowers! Begging for evaluation tickets!]

"After hundreds of millions of years, at last, the true spirit has awakened."

On a grassland like an immortal realm, Li Mo looked around, his expression somewhat wistful.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, he had transmigrated to the Honghuang World and become the being transformed from the very first auspicious cloud of the primordial Honghuang; at that time his true spirit had been dormant, so he was ignorant and unaware of the situation.

At the time, when he happened to be in danger, he ran into Nuwa, who was out and about, and was saved by her; afterward Nuwa brought him back to the Creation Grotto-Heaven. Now, at this very day, Li Mo's true spirit has finally awakened and he has come to understand the events of his past life.

"Starting out as Nuwa's little brother?"

Li Mo's expression turned a little strange.

During these hundreds of millions of years, although he had not awakened the memories of his past life, he was, after all, a transmigrator from Earth, so needless to say his silver tongue was sharp; thus he had coaxed Nuwa into complete submission, and Nuwa had taken Li Mo as a little brother.

Good lord, this opening is an absolute blast!

"They all say Nuwa is the deepest hidden powerhouse in Honghuang, and thinking about it, it makes sense — the first to attain the Dao after Supreme Hongjun, and with the fortune of the Human Race added to her."

"She even took in the last Crown Prince of the Demon Race after the Dragon-Demon Calamity as a disciple, gaining the residual fortune of the Demon Race; in the Investiture of the Gods and the Journey to the West Calamities there are also Nuwa's people among them, all bearing fortune and merit. Tsk tsk, how could she possibly be weak?"

"Becoming Nuwa's little brother — if I just play it safe, I'm rock-solid the strongest second-generation in Honghuang, absolutely invincible!"

Li Mo thought to himself.

The Honghuang cultivation system, from low to high, is: Earth Immortal, Heaven Immortal, True Immortal, Mystic Immortal, Taiyi, Jin Xian, Luo Jinxian, Quasi-Saint (Hunyuan Jin Xian), Saint (Hunyuan Luo Jinxian).

And he, as the transformed form of the very first primordial auspicious cloud, had roots that were not weak to begin with; over hundreds of millions of years Li Mo's cultivation base had also reached the Mystic Immortal Realm, not far at all from the Taiyi Realm.

What? Cultivating for so long and only reaching the Mystic Immortal Realm? This is no low-end Honghuang; although it can't be called high-end, it still has a Great Thousand Layer level. A hundred million years is nothing but a snap of the fingers to Honghuang.

Which of Honghuang's great powerhouses didn't start their cultivation with trillions of years?

"Other transmigrators start out facing certain death or danger, but I'm Nuwa's little brother — comfy, comfy, just lying down to win is all I need."

Thinking this way, Li Mo's expression turned blissfully pleased.

At this moment, as if remembering something, Li Mo's expression went blank, and his face shifted slightly.

"Not right!"

"Now Supreme Hongjun has already attained the Dao, the three sermons have ended, and he has become the spokesperson of Heaven's Dao, holding the order of Honghuang in his hands."

"The Dragon-Demon Calamity is about to begin; beneath the Saints all are ants, and before Supreme Hongjun, even Saints are nothing but chess pieces."

"In the future the Three Pure Ones were even given the Saint-Falling Pill, their lives not guaranteed, let alone me. If Supreme Hongjun discovers I'm a transmigrator, even Sister can't protect me. Moreover, during the Dragon-Demon Calamity Brother Fuxi nearly perished, let alone me."

"Got to find a way to salvage this…"

Frowning tightly, Li Mo began to think.

A moment later, a flash of inspiration struck his mind, and Li Mo clapped his hands.

Got it!

"Since Supreme Hongjun is a threat, then I'll just find a way to make Sister more badass than Supreme Hongjun. The Age of Saints hasn't arrived yet, Sister hasn't become a Saint either — there's still a chance to break the game!"

"I'm at least an old bookworm from my past life; the Honghuang novels I've read number in the thousands if not tens of thousands, and I've hung around the Honghuang forums for a long time. When it comes to scheming and laying out plots, I can't compare to the Honghuang bigwigs, but when it comes to wild ideas? Put me up there and I can definitely do it!"

"For example, forging Sister into the so-called Supreme Nuwa?"

Stroking his chin, a far-reaching smile spread across Li Mo's face.

If Nuwa really became the Supreme Nuwa, forget Honghuang, I could damn well strut sideways through the myriad heavens — let's do it!

Having made his decision, Li Mo no longer hesitated, and immediately closed his eyes to begin thinking through a complete series of plans.

Time passed bit by bit, sometimes deducing, sometimes simulating; just like that, a hundred years slipped away in a flash.

On this day, just as Li Mo was wrapping up the plan to forge the Supreme Nuwa, ripples appeared one after another in the void, and a graceful figure slowly stepped out from the void.

She wore a jade-green long gown, her aura gentle yet noble, her proportions pushed to the absolute extreme; that classical, exquisite, and breathtakingly beautiful oval face paired with her figure seemed as if it should not exist in this world.

As if she had plundered the creation of Heaven and Earth, as if every virtue of the world had gathered in her; a single smile or frown was enough to dim the heavens and make all flowers lose their color — so beautiful it had surpassed anything language could describe.

She was… Nuwa!

Her cultivation base had already reached Quasi-Saint; across all of Honghuang she stood in the very first tier. And she was the final disciple of the Dao Ancestor Supreme Hongjun, bearing the Primordial Purple Qi, destined in the future to attain the Dao and become a Saint — Nuwa!

Nuwa descends!

"Xiao Mo, you're not cultivating again, what are you thinking about? The calamitous energy between Heaven and Earth is growing heavier and heavier; the Calamity is probably about to begin. Have you already forgotten the horror of the Dragon-Han Calamity? Hurry up and cultivate!"

The moment Nuwa opened her mouth, it instantly shattered her tranquil and gentle temperament.

Nuwa was seen with her hands on her hips, her face frosty, glaring at Li Mo in annoyance as she spoke; her eager jade-white hand seemed on the verge of giving Li Mo's ear a pinch at any moment.