Houtu Curses and Reads the Investiture of the Gods, Sending Fuxi to Be a Charlatan Fortune-Teller

In the great Primordial World...

A form of karma exists between heaven and earth, and there is also a theory of Heavenly Dao that harmonizes all things, maintaining the myriad things in the world. Once a stone is dropped, it will stir up ripples; this is the theory of harmonizing all things.

Chen Xuan's arrival, and his taking away of several people, naturally became like a stone dropped onto the incomplete Heavenly Dao, stirring up ripples of varying magnitudes.

"What's going on? My heart is in a panic. It seems something has deviated from its course again. A rhythm that should have been under control seems to have slipped away..."

Hongjun had just severed one of his Three Corpses, the Good Corpse, and was about to sever the Evil Corpse when his heart suddenly pounded several times, feeling extremely strange.

"Someone..."

Hongjun called out. The heavenly secrets were in chaos, and he had been having people observe the general trend of the Primordial World, fearing that something might slip out of his control.

"Master..."

A pair of Golden Boy and Jade Girl stood outside the door, as cute as porcelain dolls. Who would have believed that they were the future masters of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother?

"Has anything major happened recently?" Hongjun frowned, looking outside White Jade Capital, but found no clues.

"Reporting to Master, the Three Clans are still at war. The Dragon Clan is the most powerful, having recaptured half of the Primordial World. They have accumulated endless killing intent, and the tribulation energy has broken through the nine heavens, causing countless powerful beings to go into seclusion..."

"However, there is one strange thing..."

The Golden Boy reported one by one, not daring to lie. There was one point that puzzled him greatly, even to the point of being incomprehensible.

"What is it? Could it be that Great Immortal Yang Mei, Ancestor Qiankun, and Ancestor Yin Yang are up to something? Those three have wolfish ambitions and have never been content. If it weren't for comprehending the Jade Plate of Creation, they wouldn't have cooperated..."

Hongjun said unceremoniously.

"No, Master. They are in seclusion. It's a creature from the Witch Clan that appeared in the Primordial World. After the Dragon-Phoenix War, they took a pile of corpses back to do something unknown..."

The Jade Girl, Yaochi, replied, finding it truly perplexing.

"Is that so... They must have been starving. They were formed from the Twelve Drops of Essence Blood after Pangu created the heavens and earth, so they can only refine their bodies..."

Hongjun frowned, analyzing it reasonably.

Under the current Great Tribulation of the Primordial World, the heavenly secrets were shielded, making deduction impossible. It was truly difficult. Unless he attained Dao and became the First Sage of the Primordial World, harmonizing with Heaven, he would not be shielded.

"We don't know... We tracked them for a while and found that they entered a mysterious palace and never came out again," the Golden Boy shook his head.

"You may go! Continue monitoring the Primordial World," Hongjun waved his hand.

After the two Golden Boy and Jade Girl left, a Jade Plate of Creation emerged and hovered above his head. He began to sever his Evil Corpse. Once he severed the Three Corpses, the conflict with Luohu's Demonic Path would begin...

In later generations...

Houtu was unaware that a group of Ancestral Witches from the Witch Clan had stolen a lot of Dragons, Phoenixes, and Qilins to roast for a meal, completing the Primordial World's first outdoor barbecue.

It soon became a major hot topic in the Primordial World...

In the living room of the farmhouse...

Houtu, Nuwa, and Fuxi were watching the Investiture of the Gods. The Hong Kong drama version was very good-looking, with Yin Shiniang's maternal love touching many to tears. However, it wasn't as comprehensive as the mainland version, so they switched to another TV channel. As for Chen Xuan's parents, they went to help cook...

"This Yuanshi, Laozi, and the Western Zhunti and Jieyin are truly shameless... They attacked Master Tongtian together, not only breaking the formation but also planting an inside spy. They schemed everything..."

Houtu ate watermelon while watching the Investiture of the Gods, cursing indignantly. It was all because of Chang'er Dingguang Xian's actions, claiming to have repented and stolen the Six Souls Banner from the Myriad Immortals Formation, handing it over to Laozi and Yuanshi, which led to the destruction of the entire Intercepting Sect.

"Little Wa... Which tribulation was this? The might of a Saint is terrifying. Could this be the one that almost shattered the Primordial World?"

Fuxi asked curiously, also worried.

"This time it was the Dragon-Han Calamity, the next will be the Witch-Demon Great Tribulation, and what's on TV is the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation. Each Great Tribulation caused indelible damage to the Primordial World,"

Nuwa sighed, no wonder later generations were like this; it was all the result of conflict.

"Witch-Demon Great Tribulation... Sister Nuwa, you must explain it to me clearly. Your last explanation was too brief. Will our Witch Clan also be annihilated?"

Houtu's breathing became heavier, unable to accept it.

"Yes... Whether it was the Witch Clan or the Demon Clan, under the Great Tribulation, they all withdrew from the historical stage of the Primordial World. This time, I have come to later generations to develop this place well..."

"Perhaps our future outcome will be entirely new, because Chen Xuan is everyone's hope. Don't mess around..."

Nuwa also had a direction. Whether it was the Heavenly Dao's scheme, Hongjun's scheme, or fate itself, she wanted to resist.

My fate is mine to control, not Heaven's...

After listening to Nuwa's explanation, Houtu nodded heavily. No wonder she insisted on bringing her along; it was for this reason.

"Don't worry! With Chen Xuan here, we will definitely achieve a perfect ending because we have foresight..." Fuxi also comforted them.

The two women naturally nodded, looking at the ending of the Investiture of the Gods. The Intercepting Sect had completely declined. Hongjun fed three people the Saint-Slaying Pill, and the two from the Western Teachings gained three thousand disciples, along with the Four Great Bodhisattvas and Ten Great Buddhas...

Complete victory...

Truly shameful...

"Why do you all look unhappy? Today we're having roast chicken and braised pork..."

Mom Chen came in with the dishes, her face full of affection.

"That... you're too kind..." Houtu looked to be in her early twenties, but she was billions of years old and couldn't bring herself to call her "Auntie."

"Why are you being so polite? You city folks are not as good as us country folk. We eat everything in its original flavor. Little Xuanzi has also contracted a hundred acres of land, so from now on, we'll eat purely natural food..."

Mom Chen explained with a smile, full of pride. Her son was promising, surely the most handsome lad in the village.

"There's good food..." Houtu's gloom vanished instantly as she moved closer to the table, sniffing the delicious aroma. Her eyes lit up.

"Isn't it great! I wonder what kind of meat son got. He stewed some for soup and boiled the rest of the rooster for white-cut chicken. The fragrance is just overflowing..." Mom Chen almost drooled.

"Why say so much? Sit down quickly. And you, sister-in-law from the third family, everyone, let's all..." Dad Chen sat at the head of the table, hosting the family.

Chen Xuan brought a bottle of wine. It was a joyous occasion today. Almost everyone had their cup filled. The village-brewed wine was rich and fragrant, making Nuwa, Houtu, and Fuxi's eyes gleam.

"Good stuff..." Fuxi praised.

"Haha..." Dad Chen chuckled proudly, raising his wine cup. "Little Feng... no need to be polite. Today, we men will drink until we drop..."

"Alright, alright... I'll join you." Fuxi took a sniff, feeling a rush of pleasure. He downed the cup in one go, smacking his lips in enjoyment.

"Delicious... This stuff is good."

Nuwa and Houtu both savored it. It sent a thrill through their bodies, a rush from their throats that spread through them, bringing pure bliss.

"No wonder immortals are all alcoholics..." Chen Xuan took a sip too. It was truly refreshing. It used to feel too strong, but now it was comfortably warming.

"Just drinking... Eat more of the rooster. This piece of meat, whatever it is, and the braised pork, plus some bok choy." Mom Chen chided her son, implying he shouldn't corrupt the young ladies and gentlemen from the city.

"Auntie Three, please eat too..." Chen Xuan smiled.

Houtu, Nuwa, and Fuxi completely turned into foodies. They drank ten jin of white wine, leaving Dad Chen staring blankly. He admitted he couldn't keep up with the youngsters anymore. The others rolled their eyes at him, considering they were all elderly beings, some billions of years old.

The meal lasted until nine in the evening, mostly filled with drinking and chatting, discussing everything under the sun, and the advent of new trends, how the future nation would enter a high-tech era...

2010 was the era of "Shamatte" (a Chinese subculture popular in that period, often associated with flamboyant hairstyles and fashion)...

Every young person who went out to work had a chuunibyou dream, sporting a spiky hairstyle, listening to "Love You" by Zheng Yuan...

Chen Xuan was also a wanderer of that era. Naturally, he bragged about how he went from tightening screws in a factory to becoming a big boss. He completely omitted the part where his girlfriend had scammed him...

After his parents went to bed, the moon in the sky was bright. A swarm of fireflies drifted by, accompanied by the chirping of frogs in the wilderness. These creatures would later become protected animals due to excessive capture...

"Little Xuanzi... why the solemn look? Are you thinking of visiting the three Moon Goddesses, Wangshu, Xihe, and Changxi, on the moon?" Nuwa snorted. What a fickle man.

"But this moon... it just looks like a ball. It's nothing like the Primordial World's vast Taiyin and myriad stars," Houtu glanced at it, looking quite disdainful.

"Ahem..." Chen Xuan looked at everyone and said, "Since we're in the later generations, let's assign some tasks for the future..."

"Sister Houtu... tomorrow, come with me to plow the fields and reclaim some good land. Let's enjoy farming in the later generations. After all, you are the Mother Earth..."

"Adult Nuwa... please cultivate the Dragon Tooth Rice, plant some spiritual roots, and arrange the treasures I have. Preferably, bring out your own stash too, like the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the World-Purifying White Lotus..."

"You wish..." Nuwa shot the brat a glare.

"What about me?" Fuxi asked expectantly.

Chen Xuan paused for a moment, then said, "You belong to the Demon Clan now. Later, you'll reincarnate as the Human Emperor, obtain the River Diagram and Luo Script, study the Eight Trigrams of the Earlier Heaven, and lead the Human Race to create civilization..."

"Let professionals do professional work. Currently, there's only one suitable profession for you: be a charlatan outside the temple..."

"No... I'm the Humanistic Progenitor, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. You want me to be a charlatan? I'm the real deal..." Fuxi was a bit dumbfounded.

Houtu and Nuwa both pursed their lips and burst into uncontrollable laughter.