The Dragon Clan's Arrogance, An Appointment with Goddess Houtu

"Stop..."

"This region has become Dragon Clan territory. Passersby must hand over some of their wealth, or die..."

As they happened to be passing by a great river, a booming shout came from the sky. It was a golden Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, spanning a thousand meters, descending with a group of lackeys in a whirlwind to intercept them.

Dragons are inherently lustful. Seeing the peerless beauty from afar, Nuwa's supreme immortal posture, their hearts surged and blood boiled. The Golden Dragon leading them was practically drooling.

"Woman... you are beautiful, and I fancy you greatly. This King is Ao Bai, the Ninth Prince of the Dragon Clan, one of Ancestor Dragon's direct sons. I am a Mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, with the potential to become a Dragon King in the future. Are you willing to become this Prince's woman?"

Ao Bai was arrogant. His unrestrained gaze fell upon the Great Goddess Nuwa, his greed unconcealed. She was truly a perfect goddess, more gentle and graceful than those of the Phoenix Clan...

The peerless beauty of the Phoenix Clan was unparalleled in the Primordial World, but their beauty had limits, and their temperament was extraordinary. Compared to Nuwa, perhaps only Primordial Phoenix...

"Haha... Congratulations, Ninth Prince. Such a peerless beauty of the Primordial World, to meet you and be allied with our Dragon Clan, is a lifetime of continuous fortune..."

"Why so humble? Any who attach themselves to our Dragon Clan, and their associated clans, which one cannot become renowned in the Primordial World? Our Dragon Clan is proud, and not just anyone can receive our patronage..."

"Haha... you lowly beings, why don't you come and express your gratitude? Our Dragon Clan is the foremost clan in the Primordial World, and we will surely unite the Primordial World in the future, enough to look down upon eternity..."

A group of Dragon Clan lackeys laughed to the heavens, looking down on Nuwa, Fuxi, Chen Xuan, and the others with supreme disdain.

Woof woof woof...

Big Yellow bared its teeth and barked...

"Annoying creature, what lowly race is it? Annihilate it directly..."

Ao Bai's murderous eyes instantly turned to Big Yellow, scaring it into yelping. This was the might of a dragon. Even Chen Xuan's heart trembled; his cultivation was ultimately insufficient.

"Yes..."

A lackey suddenly responded. His strength was close to Late Profound Immortal, making him a powerhouse in the Primordial World. In the Early Dragon-Han Era, where Great Luos were kings, he raised his hand, and a massive dragon claw tore through the void, moving to kill Big Yellow as if it were a chick.

"Great Goddess Nuwa... Under the Calamity, killing with merit does not incur karma. Dare to touch my Big Yellow, and you will die..."

Chen Xuan was the first to become enraged. How dare they pick on the soft persimmon, these clueless fools, regardless of whether you are the Ninth Prince of the Dragon Clan.

"Hehe... This Palace has the same intention. You still want to be this Palace's man? You court death..." Great Goddess Nuwa was about to make a move.

"Little Wa... Let me..." Fuxi, whose anger had long been suppressed, stepped out like an ultimate divine light, tearing apart the dragon claw and obliterating the lackey with a single palm.

The power of a Great Luo was supreme throughout heaven and earth. Every movement was imbued with the might of heaven and earth. He once again attacked the group of lackeys, and in an instant, they were all blown to pieces...

"You are a Grand Unity Golden Immortal! Who exactly is this Great Divine Being? You, the Ninth Son of the Dragon Clan, truly dare to oppose the Dragon Clan?"

Ao Bai roared in terror, still arrogant. The might of the Dragon Clan permeated the four seas, awe-inspiring the entire Primordial World, giving this Ninth Prince sufficient confidence.

"Hehe... Truly a pathetic worm. The Dragon Clan is on the verge of collapse and destruction, yet you are unaware. Die..." Fuxi sneered. Without even summoning the Fuxi Qin, he raised a hand...

"No... Don't kill this Prince! I am the son of Ancestor Dragon..." Ao Bai was finally terrified and fled madly towards the sea.

"Senior Fuxi... Leave his corpse. I want to eat dragon meat..." Chen Xuan shouted, having always wanted to taste what "invincible dragon meat" was like.

"Alright..." Fuxi flicked a finger, and in an instant, sealed off thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, instantly shattering Ao Bai's soul. His massive body was revealed, a colossal figure of tens of thousands of meters.

The gigantic Five-Clawed Golden Dragon landed on the ground. Just the aura it exuded made Chen Xuan, Big Yellow, and even Duobao feel suffocated...

This was the body of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal dragon...

"Great Goddess Nuwa... With such a large Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, when will we be able to finish eating it?" Chen Xuan was practically salivating, starting to grill it with sizzling sounds.

"Eat, eat, eat... all you think about is eating..." Nuwa put the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon into the Universe Bag with one hand and said, "A single drop of Grand Unity Golden Immortal dragon blood can explode a mortal. You haven't become an immortal yet, so you can only eat one or two bites of dragon meat."

Chen Xuan was speechless. In the Primordial Great World, a nobody was just a clown. No wonder a rabbit could swat away a dog, and ants were more powerful than mortals...

"Don't look so dejected. This Palace will help you refine it. This dragon meat can also be brought back. Mortals who eat it can change their physique and even cultivate the Immortal Path..." Nuwa comforted him.

"That's good then..." Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, his greatest fear being delicious food he couldn't eat.

"Let's go... My good sister has already arrived." Nuwa looked towards the void outside.

In the Endless Sea Region...

A majestic, magnificent, golden and brilliant palace, shining with divine light for thirty thousand miles, grand and imposing, was the Ancestor Dragon Hall of the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan, at its zenith, resided in the sea. Thousands of true dragons swam within the waters. One could imagine the prosperous state of the Dragon Clan, causing all other races to cower.

"Who dares to kill this seat's Ninth Son..."

An enraged roar surged from the Dragon Palace. A colossal dragon, one hundred thousand miles long, shot up from the sea, filled with immense fury.

"I cannot deduce who it is. Could it be a Great Divine Being? There are only a few in heaven and earth who can evade my calculations. Primordial Phoenix, First Qilin, is it you?"

"All members of the Dragon Clan, search with all your might for the murderer of the Ninth Prince. This seat will make him wish he were dead..."

The Ancestor Dragon's wrath shook the nine heavens, and the entire Dragon Clan was thrown into turmoil...

The murder of the Ancestor Dragon's Ninth Son once again stirred the situation in the Primordial World. The friction between the Three Clans was gradually becoming more frequent. It seemed only a spark was needed for a true war to erupt.

In a quiet bamboo forest...

A group of people landed outside a pavilion...

Within the courtyard sat a beautiful woman, dressed in a flowing green robe, swaying gracefully. Her thick black hair was dense, like an ancient goddess overlooking the boundless Mirage Realm.

"Is that Houtu?" Chen Xuan was stunned; she was too beautiful.

He vaguely guessed her identity, as legends of the Primordial World said Nuwa and Houtu knew each other, but they parted ways completely after the Witch-Demon War.

Chen Xuan's first thought was that he had to abduct Houtu to cultivate the land in later generations...

"That's right... she is Sister Houtu." Nuwa smiled charmingly and strode towards the pavilion.

"Sister Nuwa... you've been missing for a while, where did you go? I couldn't reach you at all," Houtu said with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

The two stood under the pavilion, their exquisite figures swaying with the wind and grass, like a beautiful painting, a delight to behold. It was hard to imagine such goddesses existed in the mortal world.

"I went to a mysterious place. If you want to go, I don't mind taking you. Now, let me introduce some people..." Nuwa looked towards Chen Xuan.

"So weak... I could blow him away with a breath. Sister Nuwa must have brought someone extraordinary..." Houtu chuckled as she looked at Chen Xuan, a little puzzled. Both the Witch Clan and the Demon Race revered strength.

"This is Chen Xuan. You'll know he's not simple later. Behind him is the dog, Big Yellow, the Treasure Seeking Rat, Duobao, and my brother, Fuxi..." Nuwa said with a smile.

"Greetings, Houtu..." Fuxi was as amiable as a gentle scholar.

"Greetings, Senior Houtu. I've always heard legends about you and finally see you in person. You are indeed peerless, graceful, and magnanimous..." Chen Xuan's string of compliments was rather abrupt but heartfelt.

"This..." Houtu was a little overwhelmed. Why was this person suddenly showering her with praise?

"Sister Houtu... just listen," Nuwa said with a charming smile.

"Senior Houtu... I was too excited just now. As for why, if you come with me to a certain place, you'll understand everything," Chen Xuan sincerely invited.

Nuwa created the Human Race and became a saint, destined to be the Lord of Human Dao, because the future Human Race would be the protagonists of the Primordial World, controlling its Destiny...

After the Witch-Demon Great Tribulation, Houtu transformed herself into the cycle of reincarnation, mending the flaw in the Earthly Dao and becoming the Lord of Earthly Dao...

Now, the Lord of Human Dao and the Lord of Earthly Dao had become good sisters. It was a bright beginning for the future, but due to successive Calamities, the two Dao Masters became strangers...

Were the grand forces of Heaven and Earth truly irreversible?

Chen Xuan felt he had to stop it