The Terrible Future, Initiating Spiritual Energy Revival Plan, First Cultivating a Hundred Acres

A flash of white light streaked past, entering a spatial tunnel. Even Grand Unity Golden Immortals couldn't resist it, changing the heavens and earth, altering the sun and moon. When they reappeared, they were in a room. Everyone lay on a large bed, and in an instant, their eyes snapped open...

In that moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically, their fear impossible to conceal. Their cultivation was almost entirely gone, rendering them unable to use their powers.

There were no Heavenly Dao shackles, nor any restrictions from heaven and earth. It seemed all their divine abilities and spells could barely manifest one ten-thousandth of their power.

"I'm a Great Power at the Tribulation Crossing stage, and now I'm suddenly at the middle Qi Refining stage. I feel strong, but I can't unleash it. It's truly beyond my control."

"Big Brother... I'm local, cut me some slack..."

Chen Xuan directly complained.

"What are you yelling about? Later generations will suppress cultivation. This Palace can only use two-tenths of my power. Isn't it normal for you to be suppressed?"

Nuwa, who was beside him, got up and stretched her limbs. She felt the pressure from later generations and looked very displeased.

"How is that possible? I am part of the Witch Clan, cultivating the physical body. Why am I also suppressed? I can only use one ten-thousandth..." Houtu was also stunned.

"Is this later generations? As expected, it's the Age of Dharma's End. True great divine abilities cannot be condensed."

After Fuxi opened his eyes, he kept observing the small room. It was warm, suffocating, and utterly unfamiliar.

Woof woof woof...

Big Yellow barked excitedly, running around. He had finally returned to later generations, a place where he could do as he pleased.

"Right... where exactly is this place? Can you tell us now?" Houtu shot a glance at Chen Xuan and Nuwa, who were being secretive and clearly up to no good.

"This Palace will explain to you!" Nuwa decided to explain herself.

Chen Xuan went to the cabinet and took out his mobile phone, a large Nokia brick phone, the n76. It had been on standby for three days, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"How is this possible? This is later generations. No... I feel my brain working. I need to sort this out." Houtu's head was spinning; she was too shocked.

"Lady Nuwa... let's go out!"

Chen Xuan walked out of the room. A blinding light assaulted his eyes, and the air was a bit murky. It was difficult to cultivate divine abilities and spells, only able to slightly draw upon the sparse spiritual energy between heaven and earth, as if suffocating.

No wonder it's the Age of Dharma's End, with spiritual energy depleted...

It was currently around four in the afternoon, and the sun was a bit scorching. Everyone in Chen Family Village was out working in the fields. Only a few people were inside, enjoying the fan. Rural life was that simple, noisy, and boring.

"How did later generations become like this? Why is it like this? There's no sign of the flourishing growth of all things in the Primordial World, it's simply unbelievable." Fuxi looked at everything with a sigh.

"I feel a faint sadness between heaven and earth, as if the earth is crying and the sky is grieving. In the Age of Dharma's End, spiritual energy is depleted... The world created by the Father God should not be like this."

Houtu picked up a stone in the courtyard and crushed it with a gentle squeeze. She took a deep breath, feeling a sense of sorrow.

"Although I don't know why, This Palace has thought of a way: to plant immortal roots in later generations, restore the entire ecosystem, and bring about a spiritual energy revival..."

Nuwa sighed softly. The task was arduous.

"Um... what if it doesn't recover?" Chen Xuan was a little worried, yet also a bit indifferent. After all, the Age of Dharma's End was inconvenient for him personally, unable to fly through the skies or burrow through the earth, nor move mountains and drain seas.

He was very casual about the overall technological development.

"I don't know for now, but your later generation people have imbalanced five elements, chaotic yin and yang, impurities throughout their bodies, having lost their innate nature. In the future, they will be plagued by all sorts of diseases..."

Nuwa sighed softly. The Earth was ultimately too small; it was not the true face of the Primordial World at all.

"It's not just that. I feel the world is wailing. There must have been some unknown drastic change behind it. The Great Powers of the past Primordial World have disappeared without a trace. It's truly strange..." Houtu was very serious.

According to the development of the Primordial World, it had degenerated step by step, finally becoming the Age of Dharma's End. This period of strangeness was unacceptable to Houtu; that was the world created by the Father God.

"Alright... stop thinking so much. Let's first restore a little spiritual energy. Once your strength increases, you'll probably understand some of the changes in later generations."

Fuxi personally felt the natural world, finding it much more turbid, but it was not necessarily not a brand new life.

Woof woof woof...

Big Yellow barked at the door.

Outside the gate, two farmers in their fifties, carrying hoes and sickles, returned. They saw Chen Xuan and two stunningly beautiful women, as well as a handsome young man, more dazzling than any big star.

"Son... what is this?" Mom Chen was a bit dumbfounded. Her son had disappeared for a few days and returned with several strangers.

"You brat, you went out for a few days, what were you up to? You wouldn't answer your phone, you really made me angry." Dad Chen scolded with displeasure. If outsiders weren't present, he would have chased after him with a hoe.

"Haha..." Chen Xuan scratched his head and said, "I had some urgent matters to attend to."

Mom Chen looked at Lady Nuwa, Houtu, and Fuxi with curiosity. "Who are they?"

"They are all rich and foolish, rich kids from the city, who want to come to the countryside to plow fields and experience life." Chen Xuan chuckled and began to introduce everyone. "This is Wu Ping Xin, and this is Feng, and Feng Xi are the two fierce sisters..."

"Oh my..." Mom Chen's eyes lit up. "The city is good, the city is great. In the future, you can go to the provincial capital to do business, live in a Western-style house, raise a foreign dog, and hire a housekeeper with a group of nannies. You must entertain them well. Quickly go and ask your third aunt if she'll sell the big rooster. We'll slaughter it directly to entertain them."

"Come, come, come..."

Mom Chen was very hospitable. She personally led everyone into the house, boiled water to make tea, took out a pile of snacks and fruits, and turned on the TV, which was showing the Hong Kong drama Investiture of the Gods.

"No... Mom! I just got back, can't you let me rest for a bit? I'm your biological son..." Chen Xuan said reluctantly.

"What are you dawdling for, you brat? When friends come, you must entertain them well. Remember to go to the small shop at the village entrance and buy two catties of soy sauce, and also buy some white wine. I'm going to have a drink today."

Dad Chen pointed at his slow-witted son, wondering how he could be like this. If he didn't entertain two such beautiful young ladies well, how would he get by in the future?

In the hearts of the elders, Lady Nuwa had already been considered a daughter-in-law. They just hoped that Chen Xuan, this brat, would be more ambitious, especially in front of his elder brother Fuxi.

Chen Xuan really wanted to tell them the truth: daring to consider the ancestor of the Human Race as a daughter-in-law was wishful thinking, a pipe dream...

Chen Xuan reluctantly went to his third aunt's house. He was just heading home to feed the chickens and pigs. He was the type of person in the village who did as much as he could, raising a large number of chickens, ducks, and pigs. His annual income was several thousand yuan, which was enough for the whole family to eat and drink...

"Third Aunt... I have guests at my house. How about selling me your rooster?" Chen Xuan shouted from the doorway. This was his third uncle's wife, and also his father's younger brother's wife.

"Oh... isn't this Little Xuanzi? Where have you been these past few days?" Third Aunt said, surprised.

"I went into the city to see what I could plant. I've brought some friends back from the city, and they'll be eating at my house later," Chen Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay... I'll give you the rooster, and you can rent all our land. Third Aunt supports you anyway. Let those ungrateful people in the village see whose descendant is the most promising," Third Aunt said crisply.

A while ago, the whole village tore up their contracts because of the watermelons. Third Aunt was the first to support him, firmly refusing to tear up the contract. This kindness was too great, and Chen Xuan had always valued it.

"Don't worry, Third Aunt. My family will get rich in the future. When the time comes, I'll have my cousin come back and help me farm. I'll find him a rich young lady from the city to marry then."

Chen Xuan teased.

"Stop messing around... Your cousin is working as a chef at some Prince Hotel in the city. They say there are beauties like clouds there, and countless influential people every day. He's not coming back."

Third Aunt was very proud. She had a son who studied cooking, and he was said to be doing quite well, which made many people in the village envious.

Some families with daughters even came to her door, asking if they could form a marriage alliance to support each other's development. It would be good to open a food stall in the future.

"Prince Hotel? That... is indeed impressive," Chen Xuan nodded and continued, "I'll be over for dinner tonight. I'm leaving..."