Chapter 4: Nuwa: Oh No, That Actually Works

"The myriad heavens are vast, the ten thousand realms stand in dense array—I don't know exactly how many planes there are, but at the very least it must be in the hundreds of millions of trillions and more."

"However, even though there are many planes, it still isn't possible to make contact with them lightly, and what I just told you, Sister, is a method that can reach the myriad planes."

"Since you can split off hundreds of millions of projection imprints, Sister, then it's easy—just make as many as you can, and send them into the myriad heavens in batches."

"With so many imprints as a base, no matter how hard other planes are to reach, by chance and opportunity at least one or several imprints will definitely make contact with a foreign realm; if luck is good, dozens or even hundreds aren't certain."

"What's more, even if one batch only reaches one, after several batches the number will keep growing."

Li Mo spoke out the plan he had long since thought of, rapid-fire.

"After condensing hundreds of millions of Primordial Spirit imprints, I will probably need about a thousand years to recover; that is to say, in ten million years I can condense a thousand batches of Primordial Spirit imprints, exceeding hundreds of millions of trillions in number. With so many......"

Nuwa's expression changed.

As long as it can be proven that the myriad planes exist, then will this method work? It will—it really will!

The number of myriad planes contacted might be beyond imagination!

"You want me to borrow the power and resources of the myriad planes to help me grow stronger?"

"There are more specific plans, but the general idea is that."

Li Mo nodded.

"Hiss......"

Nuwa drew in a slight breath, already able to imagine just how terrifying it would be.

Dao Ancestor Supreme Hongjun?

As long as she was given a little time, it seemed she really could surpass him!

Thinking this, Nuwa's beautiful eyes began to brighten.

After thinking it over, Nuwa asked, "But if the planes contacted are too powerful, couldn't they trace the karma on my imprints back to the Great Wilderness? If that happened, it wouldn't be a stroke of fortune but a disaster and a calamity."

"No, that won't happen."

"Sister, the level of your imprints is right here—the planes your imprints can enter can only be weaker than you; if they're stronger than you, your imprints would be ground to dust by the plane's rules before they even entered."

"The reason I use this method is precisely this—it's like leveling up: the stronger you get, the stronger the planes you reach. There won't be any danger, and there will be enormous opportunities."

"Just rest easy, Sister, don't worry about danger. I've been deducing this for several hundred years and considered every angle. Instead of thinking about that, why not think about whether you'll still be able to sense the imprints once they really do enter other planes."

Li Mo shook his head and said.

"Good, then Sister will leave it to you."

"As for whether I can sense them, that doesn't matter. The rules of the Great Dao are the same—unless that foreign realm doesn't possess the Dao of Creation, I will naturally be able to sense it through the Dao."

Nuwa said with a beaming smile.

"Then it's easy."

Li Mo laughed.

Everything was in place—if this wave couldn't take off, what then? Heaven itself wouldn't allow it!

"What do I need to do? If I enter another plane, do I directly comprehend that plane's rules?"

Nuwa asked.

"No, Sister, you only need to do two things."

"First, if that plane is still gestating, then reshape heaven and earth, and you shall open the heavens and ruled over that realm."

"Second, if that plane has already finished evolving, then preach the Dao within it, create the Human Race, become the Holy Mother, gather the power of humanity, and when your projection becomes the strongest in that plane, then ruled over that realm."

"One point to note—start by acting in secret at first, to prevent being discovered by the strong of that realm."

Li Mo spoke solemnly.

"Human Race?"

As if drawn by something unseen, Nuwa's delicate frame trembled slightly; an aura of Creation and mystery gradually radiated from her, as if parting the clouds to see the clear sky, and within her Sea of Consciousness the Hongmeng Purple Qi also gradually showed a subtle, obscure stirring.

"My chance to prove the Dao seems to be the Human Race?"

Nuwa murmured to herself.

"Correct, it's the Human Race. But Sister, you must remember not to create the Human Race in the Great Wilderness first—whether you can truly step onto the path of the Supreme Nuwa hinges on this point, and especially, do not prove the Dao and become a Saint."

Li Mo said earnestly.

"Why?"

Nuwa was slightly taken aback.

"Let's take it step by step. The specific explanation would be complicated—I'll explain later. For now, Sister, just try making contact with the myriad heavens."

Li Mo shook his head and said.

He'd already said a lot in one go; saying more would make it hard for Nuwa to take in. Better to do it little by little—time was plentiful, no rush.

"Good."

Seeing this, Nuwa didn't ask further, but thinking of one question she asked, "What if that foreign realm already has a Human Race?"

"Do I even need to ask? Sister, aren't you the most scheming of all? If there's already a Human Race, then find a way to make yourself the faith of the Human Race—subtly and gradually make them think you are the one who created them. Wouldn't that work? It's just a bit more troublesome."

Li Mo looked at Nuwa with a 'you idiot' expression.

Boom!!!

"Ouch."

Li Mo rubbed the head that had been knocked by Nuwa.

"Is that how you talk to your sister? And I have never been scheming! Hmph, give me some time—I'll go try it out."

With that, Nuwa wrinkled her delicate nose and left in a carefree manner.