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

In the Primordial Great World...

A kind of karma existed between heaven and earth, and there was even a heavenly Dao Treatise on the Equality of Things that maintained all things in the world. Once a single pebble was dropped, it would stir up ripples, and this was the Treatise on the Equality of Things.

Chen Xuan's arrival, along with the fact that he took a few people away with him, naturally resembled a pebble falling upon the incomplete Heavenly Dao, stirring up tiny ripples that could be large or small.

"What is going on? My heart is flustered, and it seems like something has deviated from its track once again. A rhythm that should have been under control feels as though it has broken free..."

Hongjun had just slain his benevolent corpse, one of the three corpses, and was about to slay his evil corpse, yet his heart skipped a beat wildly in a very bizarre manner.

"Someone come..."

Hongjun called out. Heavenly secrets were currently in chaos, and he had constantly kept people observing the general trend of the Primordial World, terrified that something might slip out of his control.

"Master..."

The pair of Golden Boy and Jade Girl outside the door were as cute as porcelain dolls. Who would believe that they were destined to become the future Lord of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother?

"Have there been any major events happening recently?" Hongjun furrowed his brows and looked outside White Jade Capital, but he gained not the slightest harvest.

"Reporting to Master, the three clans are still in the midst of great battles. The Dragon Clan is the most aggressive, having begun to subjugate half of the Primordial World and gathering boundless slaughter. The tribulation qi has pierced through the Ninth Heaven, and countless mighty figures remain in seclusion, refusing to come out..."

"However, there is one thing that is very bizarre..."

The Golden Boy made his report one item at a time, not daring to lie. There was one thing that left him very puzzled and even uncomprehending.

"What matter? Could it be that Great Immortal Yang Mei, Qiankun Ancestor, and Yin-Yang Ancestor are up to some tricks? Those three fellows harbor wild ambitions and have never been settled. If it weren't for the sake of comprehending the Jade Plate of Creation, they would never cooperate at all..."

Hongjun stated quite unceremoniously.

"It's not that, Master. They are in seclusion. Instead, some sorcerer tribe thing popped up in the Primordial World. After the battle of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin, it picked up a bunch of corpses and took them back, though no one knows what for..."

Jade Girl Yaochi replied, finding it truly baffling.

"There is such a matter... They are probably starving. After Pangu created the heavens and earth, they were formed from the Twelve Drops of Essence Blood, so they can only refine their bodies..."

Hongjun furrowed his brows and analyzed it quite reasonably.

Under the current Primordial great tribulation, the heavenly secrets were shielded and impossible to deduce, making things truly arduous. Unless he proved his Dao as a sage, became the First Sage of the Primordial World, and merged with the heavenly Dao, he would remain shielded.

"We don't know... After tracking them for a stretch of the road, we discovered that they entered a mysterious palace and never came out again." The Golden Boy shook his head.

"Step down! Continue monitoring the Primordial World." Hongjun waved his hand.

Once the two Golden Boys and Jade Girls stepped down, a Jade Plate of Creation emerged and hovered above his head as he began to slay his evil corpse. Once he successfully slew the three corpses, the struggle for supremacy against Luohu's demonic Dao could officially kick off...

In later generations...

Houtu was unaware that a group of Ancestral Witches from the Witch Tribe had actually gone so far as to steal quite a few dragons, phoenixes, and Qilins back just to roast them for a bite to eat, pulling off the Primordial World's very first outdoor barbecue.

It quickly became a major hot topic across the Primordial World...

Inside the Agriculturalists' living room...

Houtu, Nuwa, and Fuxi were watching the Investiture of the Gods. The Hong Kong television drama version was exceptionally good, and Yin Shiniang's maternal melodrama wrung out quite a few tears. However, it wasn't as comprehensive as the mainland version, so they switched television stations. As for Chen Xuan's parents, they had gone to help cook...

"This Yuanshi, Laozi, and the Westerners Zhunti and Jieyin are simply too shameless... They actually attacked Sect Leader Tongtian together, not only shattering the formation but also planting a mole inside, calculating every single move..."

Houtu munched on a watermelon while watching the Investiture of the Gods, filled with righteous indignation and cursing foully. Everything was due to the actions of Chang'er Dingguang Xian, who pretended to turn over a new leaf, stole the Six Souls Banner from the Myriad Immortals Formation, and handed it over to Laozi and Yuanshi, ultimately leading to the annihilation of the entire Interception Sect.

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

Fuxi was curious and deeply worried as well.

"This time in the Primordial World it's the Dragon-Han Calamity, and the next is the Witch-Demon Great Tribulation. What's on television is the Investiture of the Gods Calamity. Every single tribulation has caused indelible damage to the Primordial World."

Nuwa sighed. No wonder later generations turned out this way—it was all the result of endless struggles.

"The Witch-Demon Great Tribulation... Sister Nuwa must explain it to me clearly. Your previous explanation was too perfunctory. Is my Witch Tribe destined to be annihilated as well?"

Houtu's breathing grew somewhat heavy, unable to accept it.

"Yes... Whether it is the Witch Tribe or the Demon Tribe, under the great tribulation, all of them withdrew from the historical stage of the Primordial World. Now that I have come to later generations, I will develop this place properly..."

"Our future ending might just be a completely new one, because Chen Xuan is everyone's hope. You mustn't act rashly..."

Nuwa had likewise found a direction. Whether it was the calculations of the Heavenly Dao, the schemes of Hongjun, or if everything was simply mandated by fate, she intended to put up a fight.

My fate is determined by me, not by the heavens...

Upon hearing Nuwa's explanation, Houtu nodded heavily. No wonder she had been dragged along—so that was the reason.

"Don't you worry! With Chen Xuan around, we will definitely be given a perfect ending, because we possess foresight..." Fuxi offered words of comfort as well.

The two women naturally nodded. Looking at the ending of the Investiture of the Gods, the Interception Sect had completely fallen into decline, Hongjun had fed the Saint-Slaying Pill to the three of them, and the two individuals from the Western Teachings had acquired three thousand disciples, along with the Four Great Bodhisattvas and the Ten Great Buddhas...

A complete victory...

Truly despicable...

"Why do all of your faces look so unhappy? Today we are eating a big rooster, along with braised pork..."

Mom Chen walked in carrying a stewed dish, her face filled with maternal affection.

"That... we're being a bit too polite..." Houtu looked to be in her early twenties, but she was hundreds of millions of years old after all, and she simply couldn't bring herself to call her aunt or anything similar.

"What are you being polite for? You city folk really aren't as good as us country folk. Everything we eat is raw and authentic. Little Xuanzi has also contracted a hundred mu of fields, so everything we eat in the future will be purely natural..."

Mom Chen explained with a beaming smile, extremely proud. Her own son was accomplished and was definitely the most handsome fellow in the village.

"There's good food to eat..." Houtu swept away her depression in an instant, immediately drawing close to the table. She caught the scent of the delicious food, and her eyes lit up.

"Isn't it great? I don't know what kind of meat our son got, but he stewed it together in the soup and boiled it plain with the big rooster. The aroma is overflowing..." Mom Chen almost drooled.

"What are you standing around talking so much for? Hurry up and take your seats. There's also the third family's sister-in-law, everyone together..." Dad Chen sat down at the head seat, entertaining the family.

Chen Xuan brought over a bottle of liquor. Today counted as a good day, and he filled a cup for almost everyone. The liquor brewed in the countryside was rich and fragrant, causing the eyes of Nuwa, Houtu, and Fuxi to light up...

"Good stuff..." Fuxi praised in approval.

"Haha..." Dad Chen smiled proudly, raised his wine glass, and said, "Little Feng... don't be polite. Today we men will drink until we drop..."

"Fine, fine, fine... I'll keep you company." Fuxi took a sniff, which triggered a sense of eager anticipation. He downed a cup in one gulp, smacking his lips in enjoyment.

"Good to drink... This stuff is not bad."

Nuwa and Houtu both found it immensely enjoyable. It gave their entire bodies a stimulating jolt; sliding down from their throats into a burst of warmth that traveled through their limbs, it was a sensation of utter comfort.

"No wonder immortals are all alcoholics..." Chen Xuan took a sip as well. It truly felt wonderful. He used to find it terribly spicy, but now it provided a comfortable, cozy warmth instead.

"All you know how to do is drink... Eat more of the big rooster, this chunk of meat of unknown origin, and the braised pork, along with some vegetable hearts." Mom Chen huffed at her son, signaling him not to lead the young ladies and young masters from the city astray.

"Third Aunt, eat as well..." Chen Xuan chuckled.

Houtu, Nuwa, and Fuxi completely transformed into gluttons, draining a full ten catties of white liquor. This left Dad Chen staring in wide-eyed astonishment, remarking that he was old and couldn't match the young people, only to be given side-eye from everyone else—after all, which one of them wasn't an elderly being hundreds of millions of years old?

This meal lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, mostly spent drinking and chatting, listening to accounts of places far and wide, the arrival of new fashions, and how the nation would enter a high-tech era in the future...

The year 2010 was an era of Shamate...

Every single teenage boy who went out to work harbored a chūnibyō dream, sporting a spiked explosion hairstyle and listening to Zheng Yuan's Falling in Love With You...

Chen Xuan was likewise a wanderer of that era, and naturally he boasted quite a bit about how he entered the factory to screw bolts and eventually became a big boss, while completely omitting the part about being screwed over by his girlfriend...

After his parents went back to sleep, the moon in the sky shone brightly. A patch of fireflies drifted past, accompanied by the chorus of wild frogs in the fields, which later became protected animals because too many had been caught...

"Little Xuanzi... Why do you have such a solemn look on your face? Are you thinking of going up to the moon to check out the three moon goddesses, Wangshu, Xihe, and Changxi?" Nuwa snorted. He truly was a fickle stinky man.

"Yet this moon looks just like a ball, completely lacking that lunar fullness across the stars found in the Primordial World." Houtu glanced at it and showed utter disdain.

"Ahem ahem..." Chen Xuan glanced at everyone and said, "Since we've come to later generations, let's divide up the tasks for afterward..."

"Sister Houtu... Tomorrow you'll till the fields with me, reclaim a fine patch of good earth, and enjoy the farming of later generations. After all, you are Mother Earth..."

"Great God Nuwa... You can cultivate the Dragon Tooth Rice, plant some spiritual roots, and arrange the treasures on my person. It would be best if you also brought out your own family fortune, such as the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the World-Purifying White Lotus..."

"In your dreams..." Nuwa gave the kid a side-eye.

"What about me?" Fuxi was full of anticipation.

Chen Xuan fell silent for a moment and said, "You currently belong to the Demon Tribe, and later you were reincarnated as the Human Emperor, obtained the River Diagram and Luo Script, studied the Eight Trigrams of the Earlier Heaven, and led the human race in creating civilization..."

"Professional people do professional jobs. Currently, there is only one profession suitable for you: go outside the temple and act as a charlatan..."

"No way... I am, after all, the Humanistic Progenitor and a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and you want me to act as a charlatan? I'm the real deal..." Fuxi was somewhat dumbfounded.

Houtu and Nuwa both covered their mouths and chuckled, unable to suppress their laughter.