Donghuang Taiyi's Heart Was in Turmoil!

At a thought from Chen Xuan, his status panel appeared:

Mythic Template System

Host: Chen Xuan

Cultivation: Earth Immortal

Template: Mythical Nuwa

Time Limit: Nine Hundred Years

Treasures: Map of Mountains and Rivers, Creation Immortal Cauldron, Red Embroidered Ball

Divine Artifacts: Nuwa's Divine Staff, Divine Chariot, Divine Stone, Mythic Furnace

Arts: Mythic World Origin, Origin of All Spirits, Creation Divine Thunder

River of Humanity: 10%

Fortune: Mythic Humans, 10th Layer; Primordial Humans, 1st Layer

He was thoroughly satisfied.

The template was invincible, but his own cultivation still needed to improve.

He was determined to obtain the fortune of humanity!

"Really not eating?" Chen Xuan asked Nuwa with a smile.

"The spicy ones," Nuwa said softly.

Chen Xuan smiled. "Your preference for spicy food hasn't changed in a hundred years."

Nuwa sampled it elegantly. As the spice slid down her throat, she marveled without end.

"Does cooking originate from the Mythic World?" she asked.

Chen Xuan nodded.

The Nuwa of this moment had shed some of a saint's majesty, seeming all the more real.

Chen Xuan secretly chuckled. Dragging a saint down to earth really is fun!

Nuwa suddenly rose and challenged him, "Without borrowing the Mythic World Origin, I'll use the Heavenly Dao Origin. Shall we have a match? Do you dare?"

"You're sure?" Chen Xuan found it amusing.

"I'm sure!" Nuwa gritted her teeth.

Chen Xuan knew that Nuwa was unconvinced.

The Mythic Humans far surpassed the Primordial Humans, and she was unwilling to accept it.

She had once borrowed the power of the Heavenly Dao to seize Chen Xuan's treasures, only for it to be shattered with a single palm strike.

She believed Chen Xuan had won only through the Mythic World Origin.

"Let's go beyond the Thirty-three Heavens!" Nuwa said.

Chen Xuan agreed. "If you lose, the fortune of the Primordial Humans belongs to me."

Nuwa hesitated. "If I win, you give me the Creation Immortal Cauldron and the Human Creation Whip."

"But you may not use the Mythic World Origin!" she added.

"Deal." Chen Xuan smiled.

"If you lose," Chen Xuan teased, "my younger brother Chen Xuan is handsome and gifted, with profound magical power. You must enter a Heavenly Marriage with him!"

"Absolutely not!" Nuwa refused.

Chen Xuan produced the Creation Immortal Cauldron and the Human Creation Whip.

Nuwa gritted her teeth. "I agree!"

Chen Xuan told Shen Yi and Shen Er, "Take good care of your younger brother and sister. Aunt and I are going to take care of something."

Nuwa nearly stumbled.

At the summit of the starry river, two figures stood facing one another.

Nuwa struck without hesitation!

The Heavenly Dao River condensed!

Delight rose in her heart; she knew Hongjun was secretly aiding her.

The River of Creation rose from the Heavenly Dao River, blanketing the starry river.

Chen Xuan sighed and looked toward the Purple Cloud Palace.

With a casual wave of his hand—

The Heavenly Dao River scattered as though startled!

The River of Creation condensed into a single drop of water, dancing upon his fingertip.

Nuwa stood frozen, dumbstruck.

"How could you possibly not borrow the Mythic Origin?" she cried out.

Chen Xuan brought out a treasure, clashing head-on with Nuwa's treasures.

The starry river trembled!

Chen Xuan transformed a serpent tail and gripped Nuwa's Divine Staff.

Billions upon billions of starlights gathered upon the Divine Staff.

All of Nuwa's treasures froze in place.

System notification: "Star Body triggered. Primordial Star Power is tempering the host's true body."

Chen Xuan was overjoyed.

He had originally been a Post-natal Spirit Stone, and Star Power could aid his transformation.

Nuwa slumped. "I lost."

"Only normal." Chen Xuan remained calm.

The Mythic system had always stood above the Primordial World.

"Younger sister, what do you think of my little brother Chen Xuan?" he asked teasingly.

Nuwa countered playfully, "Elder sister, how can an elder sister push her younger sister onto her own younger brother?"

Chen Xuan smiled. "My little brother is an Innate God, and you're an Innate Being. It'd be a marriage upon marriage!"

Nuwa shot him a glare. "Let me meet him!"

"He's in seclusion. I'll settle the Heavenly Marriage for him first," Chen Xuan said.

Nuwa wanted to refuse, but a single glance from Chen Xuan imprisoned her.

"Will you sign the Heavenly Marriage, or remain trapped in the starry sky?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.

Helpless, Nuwa signed the Marriage Contract.

Chen Xuan signed as well.

The Heavenly Marriage was established, transcending the Primordial Heavenly Dao.

System reward: one million years of cultivation!

Chen Xuan's cultivation leapt to the peak of True Immortals.

The attribute panel updated. The River of Humanity rose to 30%, while the Primordial Humans' fortune increased by two tiers.

Nuwa called to him, "Elder sister, now that the Heavenly Marriage has been set, what are you giving me?"

Elder sister!

Nuwa addressed Chen Xuan that way once more, her tone carrying a hint of intimacy.

She had already been thoroughly convinced.

Since she could not contend against his power, why struggle in vain?

Even vanishing had become a distant hope, so she might as well let nature take its course!

Live in the present and enjoy this moment!

"What do you want?"

Nuwa's gaze fell upon Nuwa's Divine Staff, which Chen Xuan had yet to put away, and a trace of longing flashed through her eyes.

But Chen Xuan decisively waved his hand. "That won't do! The Divine Staff is my symbol in the Mythic World, a supreme treasure among Divine Artifacts that represents unparalleled ruling authority. How could I hand it over so easily?"

Nuwa pursed her lips, her tone slightly unwilling. "I'm already calling you big sister. We're family now, aren't we? Can't I at least borrow it for a look?"

"It's not that I won't let you look. It's just that this Divine Artifact is no small matter—you may only view it from afar, not touch it. It was condensed from the Mythic World Origin. How could ordinary people casually come into contact with it? I'm afraid you'll get hurt!"

"Come, probe it with your Divine Sense."

Nuwa did as she was told, releasing her Divine Sense and focusing on the Divine Staff.

Boom!

In that instant, her Divine Sense seemed to be blasted away by an invisible force!

It was not that she had retreated of her own accord, but that she simply could not bear it!

If she looked one moment longer, she feared she would lose herself completely!

"Phew!"

Nuwa let out a long breath, her eyes filled with shock. "So this is the Mythic World? It's breathtakingly beautiful, though a little smaller than the Primordial World."

She seemed to glimpse a magnificent world at the dawn of creation.

Spiritual energy transformed into swimming dragons, while clouds and mist condensed from spiritual energy, pure, ultimate source spiritual energy of heaven and earth, its purity surpassing that of the Primordial World by an unknown number of times!

Nuwa even felt a greedy urge to absorb this spiritual energy without end.

In that instant, she also caught sight of the living beings within the Mythic World, but they were only vague shadows, their true forms impossible to make out!

She, a Heavenly Dao Sage, could see nothing but a hazy blur!

Chen Xuan watched her and asked with a smile, "Smaller than the Primordial World?"

He shook his head lightly, his smile carrying a hint of mockery. "What you saw was merely a corner of the Mythic World—the view of a frog at the bottom of a well."

At the same time, inside the Purple Cloud Palace beyond the Thirty-three Heavens, "Gasp, gasp!"

Hongjun panted harshly, and after his emotions settled somewhat, he could not help murmuring, "Truly terrifying beyond measure!"

Just moments ago, when Nuwa and Chen Xuan had exchanged blows, Nuwa had borrowed the power of the Heavenly Dao Origin.

As one who had merged with the Dao, Hongjun was the Heavenly Dao itself at this moment.

Beyond the Primordial Heavenly Dao Origin Nuwa had borrowed, he had also gathered an additional seven layers of primordial origin to lend her a hand.

But what was the result?

Chen Xuan had merely given a light squeeze, and crushed the River of Creation Nuwa had condensed within the Heavenly Dao River

into a single drop of water!

At that moment, Hongjun caught Chen Xuan's gaze—

a displeased gaze!

It frightened him into immediately withdrawing the Heavenly Dao River.

Even now, recalling it, his heart still trembled with lingering fear!

Had he been a step slower, would the Heavenly Dao River have been squeezed into a single drop of water as well?

"That's right—it must be the Primordial Chaos World!"

Through this indirect assistance to Nuwa in fighting Chen Xuan, Hongjun had thoroughly understood Chen Xuan's strength.

He had no choice but to admit

that even if they gathered the power of the entire Primordial World, they would still be far from Chen Xuan's match!

What was more, Chen Xuan could also draw upon the origin power of the Mythic World.

"The heavens of the Primordial World are likely about to change!"

"A gesture of goodwill?"

Hongjun narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, In the end, he shook his head.

"My path has already begun. To forge a Chaos Heaven, return to the Chaos World, gather the Chaos Demon Gods who have not fallen, and shatter the Primordial Chaos—this is my path, and the meaning of my merging with the Dao!"

He murmured softly to himself.

A figure surfaced in his mind.

The corners of his lips curled into an involuntary smile.

The next moment, Hongjun vanished from Purple Cloud Palace.

On Kunlun Mountain, "Did you see that?"

"Did you see it clearly?"

"Could you make sense of it?"

The voices of the Three Pure Ones rang out in succession.

Laozi looked at Yuanshi, and Yuanshi looked at Tongtian.

The three exchanged wry smiles and shook their heads in unison.

Laozi sighed helplessly. "A clash of this level is already beyond our comprehension."

At the pinnacle of the starry river, Chen Xuan and Mythical Nuwa's exchange appeared light and effortless, yet it shook heaven and earth!

One was a saint of the Primordial World, the other Mythical Nuwa.

With every gesture, they could reduce the starry river to dust!

Yet even while clashing with Mythical Nuwa, Chen Xuan was still controlling his strength with perfect precision!

Light flickered in Laozi's eyes, as though he had made some decision.

"I'm going to Mount Buzhou to visit Mythical Nuwa!"

"I'm going too!"

"I—"

The Three Pure Ones spoke at the same time.

Above the starry river, three figures emerged.

They were none other than Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Fuxi.

Naturally, they too had witnessed the astonishing duel at the pinnacle of the starry river.

As soon as the clash ended, the three immediately set out, heading straight for Mount Buzhou to visit Mythical Nuwa.

In the starry sky over Hezhou, a figure silently appeared.

It was Zhen Yuanzi, ancestor of the Earth Immortals.

Within the universe concealed in his Daoist robe's sleeve, he carried more than a dozen Ginseng Fruits, and likewise headed to Mount Buzhou to pay a visit.

Within Western Kunlun, a graceful figure flew through the air.

It was Queen Mother of the West.

"Who would have thought that beyond the Primordial World, there would actually be a Mythic World of an even higher level!"

She traveled eastward all the way, murmuring to herself, "To give is to gain; only by letting go can one receive. These past few days, my mind has been restless. I keep feeling that the Peaches of Immortality's spiritual root is about to undergo some mishap."

She murmured softly, He glanced at the space condensed by his divine power.

Inside were more than a dozen top-grade Peaches of Immortality.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Central Continent, the territory of the Witch Clan.

Pangu Hall dominated the third region of Eastern Continent, the dojo of Di Jiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space.

Inside the hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had gathered.

Di Jiang looked toward Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time, and asked, "Old Ninth, the Demon Race seems to have grown much quieter lately?"

Zhu Jiuyin replied with a smile, "They have indeed grown quieter."

His gaze shifted south of Mount Buzhou.

"Perhaps it is because of the appearance of this Mythical Nuwa."

Houtu took over, casting a faintly reproachful look at Di Jiang. "Big Brother, I told you long ago that we should pay Mythical Nuwa a visit, but you simply wouldn't allow it!"

Faced with Houtu's petulant reproach, Di Jiang could only smile apologetically.

The Witch Clan feared neither heaven nor earth, showing no reverence for the Heavenly Dao and no respect for Hongjun, bowing their heads only to Father God Pangu!

And among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the one the other Ancestral Witches doted on most

was their youngest sister, Houtu.

When Chen Xuan had appeared in the form of Mythical Nuwa, how could the Witch Clan of Central Continent not have known?

Houtu had wanted to visit her then and there.

In her eyes, it had been an opportunity that came once in a thousand years.

When Hongjun preached at Purple Cloud Palace, Houtu had gone as well, seeking only a method to complete her Primordial Spirit.

Unfortunately, she had gained nothing.

Zhu Rong looked at Houtu and smiled. "Little Sister, don't rush. We'll go with you right now!"

Jumang chimed in as well. "Mythical Nuwa is still Nuwa. Would she dare refuse to show our Witch Clan some respect?"

Houtu rolled her eyes at Jumang. "Second Brother, we're paying her a visit, not going to fight!"

She turned to Xuanming and took her hand. "Sister Xuanming, come with me."

"Alright."

Xuanming nodded with a soft laugh.

At the same time, Southern Continent, south of Mount Buzhou, "Buzz!"

The void gave a faint hum, and a figure emerged from it.

Nuwa raised her head and bowed respectfully. "This disciple greets Teacher."

Chen Xuan looked up.

An old Daoist appeared.

He had finally come!

It was Hongjun.

Hongjun gave Nuwa a slight nod, then looked at Chen Xuan and cupped his hands. "This poor Daoist is Hongjun. Greetings, First Generation Nuwa."

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

He had originally intended to address Chen Xuan as "Fellow Daoist,"

But the moment he uttered the word "Dao," he stopped.

"Fellow Daoist" implied equals.

Sages could address one another as Fellow Daoists, and so could Quasi-Sages.

But a Sage would never call a Quasi-Sage a Fellow Daoist!

Were Hongjun and Chen Xuan on the same level?

Obviously not!

The Mythic World and the Primordial World were not even on the same scale.

Mythical Nuwa even stood above the Primordial Heavenly Dao!

Thus, Hongjun changed his form of address to "First Generation Nuwa,"

yet it still felt somewhat awkward.

Chen Xuan saw through his thoughts

and waved with a smile. "Just call me Fellow Daoist. Looking across the Primordial World, only your strength is passable enough to barely deserve that form of address."

To his surprise, Hongjun felt quite comfortable hearing that.

"Fellow Daoist, what brings you to the Primordial World this time?"

he asked tentatively.

This was what he most wanted to know.

"Just wandering about, taking in the scenery and traveling around."

Chen Xuan answered calmly.

There was naturally a deeper meaning behind his answer.

The Mythical Nuwa template would eventually come to an end, so he needed to pave the way for his true body's future path.

Hearing this, Hongjun inwardly relaxed.

"Wandering about" meant that Chen Xuan would eventually return to the Mythic World.

"However, I cannot remain for long.

There are still many matters awaiting my attention in the Mythic World.

Since I created the Mythic Humans in your Primordial World, I must see them grow.

In the future, I will arrange for the deities of the Mythic World to come here.

When that time comes, I hope Fellow Daoist Hongjun will look after them."

Hongjun's heart jolted.

Arrange for the deities of the Mythic World to come?

Did that mean Chen Xuan could open a passage between the Mythic World and the Primordial World at any time?

He forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart, cupped his fists, and said, "Fellow Daoist, this humble Daoist was born from chaos and has lived through endless ages, yet I remain ignorant and poorly informed.

I once believed the Primordial World and chaos to be the very pinnacle of Heaven and Earth.

Never did I expect Fellow Daoist's cultivation and realm to be so profound and unfathomable!

This humble Daoist has an impertinent request. Might I speak of it?"

Chen Xuan had already guessed his intention.

With a playful smile, he said, "Since it is an impertinent request, then don't mention it yet."

Hongjun froze, nearly choking on his words.

At the side, Nuwa struggled to hold back her laughter.

She had never seen her teacher suffer such a setback!

Chen Xuan smiled and eased the atmosphere. "Just a joke. Relaxing is good for both body and mind.

I know what Fellow Daoist Hongjun wishes to ask.

Wait a moment—other living beings will be arriving soon as well.

Since I have come to the Primordial World, I shall leave behind a stroke of fortune.

I will speak to all living beings about the Mythic Dao. It can also be considered a good karmic bond."

Hongjun's heart stirred.

He truly wished to hear Chen Xuan expound upon the Dao of the Mythic World.

Nuwa was even more overjoyed.

Ever since the Battle of the Star River, she had pestered Chen Xuan to expound the Dao, only to receive the reply, "We'll talk about it later."

Now, she finally understood.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

No sooner had the words fallen

than three figures emerged in the void.

They were Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Fuxi.

They descended from the void while still far away, showing their respect for Chen Xuan.

Seeing this, Hongjun cursed inwardly:

Back when he had expounded the Dao at Purple Cloud Palace, those three had never been this respectful!

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor."

The three first greeted Hongjun, then turned together toward Chen Xuan

and respectfully cupped their fists. "Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Fuxi of the Demon Race pay respects to Senior!"

Immediately after, the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain arrived.

They first bowed to Hongjun. "Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing pay respects to Teacher."

Then they bowed to Chen Xuan. "The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain pay respects to Senior."

Chen Xuan nodded in response.

Another figure descended.

It was Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of Earth Immortals in Hezhou.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor."

He first paid his respects to Hongjun, then cupped his fists toward Chen Xuan. "Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple in Hezhou pays respects to Senior."

With a shake of his sleeve, twelve superior Ginseng Fruits floated in the void.

"Senior, these are Ginseng Fruits from an Innate Spiritual Root.

I do not know whether they suit your taste, but I offer them as a token of my respect."

Chen Xuan smiled. "You are thoughtful."

He accepted the Ginseng Fruits.

Next, a graceful figure drifted over.

It was Queen Mother of the West of Western Kunlun.

She first greeted Hongjun, then respectfully bowed to Chen Xuan. "Queen Mother of the West of Western Kunlun pays respects to Senior."

She took out twelve top-grade Peaches of Immortality.

"Senior, these are Peaches of Immortality from an Innate Spiritual Root of Western Kunlun.

A small token of my regard. I hope Senior will graciously accept them."

Chen Xuan nodded and accepted them.

He swept his gaze over the crowd and smiled. "You are all thoughtful.

My arrival in the Primordial World is also a matter of fate.

Since you have all gathered here, I assume you wish to hear my Dao.

Then let me explain to you what the Mythic Dao is!"

"Good!"

The Three Pure Ones and the others answered in unison.

They had all witnessed Chen Xuan create the Mythic Humans, Having witnessed the might of the Mythic Humans, and the immense power with which Chen Xuan condensed the Mythic World Origin, in their hearts, the Dao was the foundation, the direction in which they advanced.

Before this, they had believed Hongjun to be the strongest being in heaven and earth, and thus revered him as the Dao Ancestor.

But Chen Xuan's Mythical Nuwa

had utterly overturned everything they knew!

"What is the Dao?"

Chen Xuan posed a question.

Everyone was stunned.

How could they not know the Dao?

But since this question came from Chen Xuan, they did not dare answer lightly, for fear of making fools of themselves.

"Is the Dao in your eyes the Dao of cultivation? The Dao of laws? Or the Dao of becoming a saint?"

Everyone was even more bewildered.

Was it not so?

"'Hear the Dao in the morning, and die at dusk without regret'"—

was this not the ultimate pursuit of the beings of the Primordial World?

Seeing their confusion, Chen Xuan secretly laughed. The most lethal kind of showing off is the kind without form!

He had not intended to flaunt himself, but merely began to explain, in detail, Mythical Nuwa's understanding of the Dao.

"'Hear the Dao in the morning, and die at dusk without regret'—how do you understand this?"

Nuwa was the first to answer. "To attain the Dao—even death would leave no regrets."

The Three Pure Ones and the others nodded in agreement.

Yet Chen Xuan shook his head and looked toward Hongjun. "You think so too?"

Hongjun thought to himself: Of course!

He had endured countless hardships, survived Pangu's Creation of the Heavens, contended with Demon Ancestor Rahu for the Dao lineage, won over Yang Mei and Yin-Yang, all to become the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, merge with the Dao, attain the Primordial Chaos Great Luo Golden Immortal, and open chaos anew!

Yet he did not dare answer, fearing he would lose face.

"I would like to hear the details."

Chen Xuan sighed. "You are far too narrow-minded. You overestimate yourself!"

Hongjun was left speechless once more.

"'Hear the Dao in the morning, and die at dusk without regret'—you were wrong from the very root!

If one attains the Dao in the morning and dies that evening, what kind of Dao is that?

What meaning could such a Dao hold?

The Mythic Dao means this: hear the Dao today, and all thoughts of the old days may be cast aside, never to exist again, as though dead!"

Everyone fell into contemplation, but Hongjun alone was shaken to his core!

He realized

that Chen Xuan was refuting his Dao lineage!

"This humble Daoist cannot agree!"

Hongjun argued, "The Dao is the foundation of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are the foundation of all things.

Viewing all things through heaven and earth, all things are nothing.

Viewing heaven and earth through the Dao, heaven and earth too are among all things.

All things are Dao. To hear the Dao is to seek the Dao."

Chen Xuan sneered. "Are you talking nonsense to me?

Your Dao has limited you, and it has limited them as well!

The path to sainthood—what comes after becoming a saint? Invincibility?

Your Dao has an end!

But the Mythic Dao is boundless!

That is why I am invincible in the Great Desolation!

If you went to the Mythic World, even one of my underlings could crush you!

The Dao you have sought so bitterly is nothing more than this?

You have proven the Dao, but have you truly attained it?"

Hongjun was rendered speechless.

At the same time, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked toward Chen Xuan, the affection in their eyes no longer concealed!

Chen Xuan sensed what the two were thinking, and swept them with an indifferent glance.

Whoosh!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi instantly lowered their heads, like students whose secret crush on their teacher had been exposed, too embarrassed to face him.

Chen Xuan then glanced at Tongtian.

Deep affection lay hidden in Tongtian's eyes!

He lowered his head for an instant, then raised it again and met Chen Xuan's gaze.

There was panic in his eyes, but also resolve!

As an incarnation of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, Tongtian had never been so moved.

From the very first time he saw Mythical Nuwa, his heart had been deeply drawn to her.

There were countless beautiful Immortal Maidens in the Great Desolation, yet in his eyes, they were all fleeting clouds.

Only Mythical Nuwa, whose bearing transcended heaven and earth, possessed a splendor he had never seen before!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were no different.

Donghuang Taiyi, the foremost beneath the saints, had once claimed that he cared nothing for female beauty, his ambition being to assist Di Jun in unifying the Great Desolation.

But upon meeting Mythical Nuwa, his heart fell into turmoil!