Little Sister, Is It Really Okay to Be So Black-Bellied?

After starting the livestream, Liu Feng stopped paying attention to the group members and began recalling the tools needed for drilling wood for fire, gathering tinder materials.

He knew this fire had to be mortal flame, not flames created by a powerful being using spells.

Take the Ancestral Witch Zhurong, for example.

He inherently mastered the law of fire—if that counted, his entire body would probably become a merit-granting vessel.

The same went for the two brothers in the sun; none of these counted.

Only fire produced by hand without using any mana could be considered true drilling wood for fire, earning the reward of Heavenly Dao merit.

The Primordial Chaos world had no mortal flame. What seemed like ordinary fire in this world wasn't just for warmth or roasting food—it was a powerful tool for seeking merit!

At this moment, the Human Race had yet to appear, so naturally, a skill like drilling wood for fire was out of the question.

If he drilled wood for fire now, setting aside whether it would interfere with the Heavenly Dao's grand trend, it was uncertain whether he'd gain Heavenly Dao merit.

If he could obtain it, would this count as stealing Suiren's merit?

But now wasn't the time to dwell on that. If he could reap boundless merit, whether for exchanging Points or anything else, it would be hugely beneficial, and he could even acquire an extremely precious Merit Spiritual Treasure.

Thinking this, Liu Feng's eyes lit up—he had to thank the group members for this! If they hadn't brought up merit, he wouldn't have thought of this angle.

Moreover, this was a path of cultivation. The six Sages might seem to have become Saints by severing their corpses, but in truth, they all became Saints through merit. So if he started accumulating merit from now on, even if he couldn't become a Saint later, as long as he had enough merit, no one would dare scheme against him. That was the beauty of merit—want to plot against me? See if the Heavenly Dao agrees!

That was the advantage of merit.

Not to mention he could exchange Points in the Card Draw Group to draw prizes—with his luck, he'd pull good stuff.

This was undoubtedly a golden opportunity, killing multiple birds with one stone!

If he really could gain merit, at worst, he'd just protect the Human Race more in the future. The Holy Mother of the Human Race was his master, and protecting the Human Race seemed like a decent thing to do.

Even if Suiren missed out on the merit of drilling wood for fire, he could give the Merit Spiritual Treasure to Suiren. Plus, he could become the teacher of the Three Ancestors of the Human Race and guide them—how could that be a loss?

Liu Feng felt this plan was entirely feasible.

With that thought, Liu Feng's inner excitement was hard to contain. He immediately set to work, preparing to drill wood for fire.

The group members in the livestream naturally saw Liu Feng getting ready.

Xiong Ba: "Why drill wood for fire? Can't a Big Shot just use spells to create flames at will?"

Tsunade: "I find it strange too. Does making fire have to be like this? Can't you use spells?"

Yun Miao: "If it were that simple, Heavenly Dao merit would've been gone long ago. After all, this is the Primordial Chaos world—any living being can use spells to make fire. How would you get the Heavenly Dao's reward? This fire has to be mortal flame, and you can't use any spells. It must be fire produced by your own hands, and the method has to be usable by everyone to earn Heavenly Dao merit. Now do you still think it's simple? It might be easy for us, but for the Human Race that hasn't appeared yet, it's incredibly hard—starting from nothing."

Wang Ye: "That's true."

Zhang Sanfeng: "This is also why the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are the civilizational ancestors of the Human Race. Each of them made immortal contributions to the development of human civilization."

Ying Zheng: "Hah, now I realize my achievements are far too meager compared to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. It seems I still need to keep working hard!"

The livestream was lively, while Liu Feng began searching for materials to drill wood for fire.

He stepped into the forest, scanning for dead branches scattered on the ground.

This valley was undeveloped, silent all around, with only a faint rustle as the breeze gently brushed the leaves.

There were plenty of dead branches in the forest. Liu Feng picked out dry, easily combustible ones, and in no time, he'd gathered a large bundle.

Not only that, but he also found plenty of flammable soft bark and dry grass.

These materials were perfect tinder for drilling wood for fire.

Thus, Liu Feng shuttled back and forth through the forest. After several trips, he finally completed all the preparations before starting the fire.

Now, standing before a pile of arranged dead branches, bark, and dry grass, Liu Feng took a deep breath, a surge of indescribable excitement welling up inside him. Because next, he was going to try drilling wood for fire!

What made it especially unique was that this was in the Primordial Chaos world—an unprecedented challenge.

As for why he didn't use mana, just as Yun Miao had said to Xiong Ba and the others, it was naturally because drilling wood for fire was a survival skill created specifically for mortals. If he used mana to easily achieve the goal, he probably wouldn't gain any merit.

So, Liu Feng relied entirely on his hands to complete the task.

Once everything was ready, Liu Feng crouched down and carefully aligned the tip of the wooden stick in his hand with a pre-selected groove on a wooden board.

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Then, gripping the upper part of the stick tightly with both hands, he began rotating it rapidly in a steady rhythm.

As time ticked by, fine beads of sweat gradually formed on Liu Feng's forehead, but his gaze remained focused, not daring to slack off for a moment.

Slowly, wisps of blue smoke began to rise from the groove in the wooden board...

The group members widened their eyes, witnessing this historic moment.

While Liu Feng was busy drilling wood for fire, Nuwa and Fuxi had also finished their discussion on the Dao, each gaining something.

Then, the two came to the valley to look for Liu Feng.

But before that, Nuwa had Fuxi check ahead first, to avoid seeing something she shouldn't and getting styes.

Though Fuxi found it strange, he said nothing. He swept his divine sense over the area and, upon discovering Liu Feng doing something inexplicable, told Nuwa. She too grew very curious.

The two arrived at the valley but did not reveal themselves to disturb him. They simply stood silently in midair, watching Liu Feng busily at work.

It was only when Liu Feng began drilling wood for fire that they exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"Sister, this disciple of yours is extraordinary!"

"Brother, can you sense that this is a great opportunity as well?"

"Mm. Though I don't know what this opportunity is, and my divination yields only chaos, this chance is not yet ripe to emerge. So your disciple is fated to fail.

But how did he come to know of this opportunity? Was it by coincidence, or deliberate intent?" Fuxi grew more and more curious about Liu Feng.

The reason he and Nuwa could sense this opportunity was due to their future identities—one as the Holy Mother of the Human Race, creator of humanity, and the other as the first Human Emperor, both tied to the human race. Drilling wood for fire was meant for humanity's development, so they naturally sensed it as a great opportunity. Unfortunately, the time for this opportunity to emerge had not yet come, so no matter how hard Liu Feng tried, he could not succeed.

"It seems this opportunity is connected to both you and me, brother. But for now, I don't know what that connection is."

"Indeed. Moreover, his attempt to seize this opportunity was blocked—likely by the Heavenly Dao. Yet I don't understand: if the Heavenly Dao knows he's acting recklessly, why hasn't it punished him?"

Fuxi had sensed the Heavenly Dao appear for an instant, then vanish. Its appearance only blocked Liu Feng from obtaining the opportunity, without punishing him.

That was highly illogical.

Though Nuwa knew Fuxi meant no harm and was merely puzzled, she still shot him a dissatisfied glare. "Brother, do you really want the Heavenly Dao to punish my disciple? You're his Martial Uncle, and you're gloating like this?"

"Ah, how could that be?"

Seeing Nuwa's expression, Fuxi was dumbfounded. Was she already defending her disciple like this?

You're no longer my adorable sister!

"Sister, you can't blame me. I'm just curious. Don't you want to know why your disciple wasn't punished by the Heavenly Dao?"

"That's naturally because my disciple's blessings are deep and profound!" Nuwa said matter-of-factly.

Her change of heart toward Liu Feng had been instantaneous, and even she didn't know why she had shifted so quickly.

Fuxi: ...

He stared at Nuwa in disbelief. This isn't the sister I know. It definitely isn't.

At that moment, Fuxi was deeply suspicious. He suspected his sister had undergone a Body Seizure—otherwise, how could she be so blindly confident in Liu Feng?

Her faith in Liu Feng even stirred a hint of jealousy in Fuxi.

Sister used to care about me the most!

Though a flicker of resentment toward Liu Feng arose in his heart, Fuxi didn't show it. Steadying himself, he said, "Sister, should we go down and meet your disciple?"

"Wait a little longer. I want to see how he behaves if he doesn't get the opportunity he's after."

Nuwa watched Liu Feng, still laboriously drilling wood, and gave a sly smile.

"Uh... fine!!"

Fuxi was helpless again. When had his sister become so mischievous?

It must be an illusion. Definitely an illusion!