Boom—
A bolt of lightning flashed across the clear sky and streaked over the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, startling countless people. They stopped their farmwork and looked up, utterly bewildered. Why had thunder suddenly struck for no reason?
Chen Xuan did not dare linger. He dashed to the kitchen and set about cooking a proper meal. Women needed delicious food to soothe their moods; otherwise, who could withstand Great God Nuwa's anger?
Noon arrived quickly, and the sun outside was scorching.
Bang!
The gate outside was pushed open.
His parents returned, pushing a handcart loaded with five or six sacks of rice. It was a decent harvest. The family cultivated two mu of land in total, but calculated at grain prices, it was worth less than a thousand yuan.
"Hmm... Old Chen... Am I seeing things? When did our family get another woman? She's dressed all in white, as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth—more beautiful than the big stars on television." Mom Chen's Fiery Golden Eyes fell on her, and she cried out in surprise.
"She didn't come to help in the fields first thing in the morning. That means this brat brought home a girlfriend. As expected of my son..." Dad Chen was extremely excited.
Mom Chen rolled her eyes and said, "Look at yourself. If your wife hadn't been blind, you'd have been a bachelor your whole life..."
"Heh..." Dad Chen gave a cold laugh. They were both as bad as each other. He carried a sack of rice inside, drawing Great God Nuwa's attention.
"Girl... Which family are you from? You're really beautiful—more beautiful than any big star. Where's that brat of mine? Why hasn't he been attending to you?" Mom Chen took a sip of water and approached with a beaming smile.
The corner of Nuwa's mouth twitched. She really wanted to say, I'm your ancestor—the greatest ancestor of them all. Yet they had actually called her "girl." This was a complete inversion of the natural order.
"Um..." Nuwa truly did not know how to answer.
"Mom, Dad... this is my former boss. Business has been difficult lately, so she was in a bad mood and came to the countryside to relax. She'll probably be staying at our place for a while."
Chen Xuan nearly died of fright. He hurried out of the kitchen and offered a perfunctory explanation. An immortal beauty had appeared out of nowhere, and he was terrified they would start digging into the matter.
"Good, good, good... Stay here from now on. As long as you don't mind, you can stay as long as you like." Mom Chen immediately broke into a wide grin.
"That's right. This brat rarely comes home, and we don't mind feeding one more person. There's nothing else the countryside lacks—fruit and vegetables are plentiful." Dad Chen moved several sacks of rice and joined in with a smile.
"Then I'm sorry for the trouble..." Nuwa could only respond that way. Then she added, "My name is Feng Xi."
"No trouble, no trouble..."
The couple's smiles bloomed like flowers. A classical beauty dressed in white, with skin as fair as jade, she was far more stunning than any big star. It would be best if she became their daughter-in-law someday.
Great God Nuwa felt so stifled that she could hardly defend herself.
These descendants of hers, these unfilial descendants, had completely overturned the natural order. What was wrong with their eyes? She was the Human Race Holy Mother, pure and immaculate, unmatched among immortals and deities.
"Haha... Dinner's ready!"
Chen Xuan shouted and brought out some water spinach cooked with fermented bean curd, along with homemade cured pork from the countryside. Rural meals were simple, and the fragrance of the food was plain and rustic, making everyone's stomachs rumble with hunger.
Great God Nuwa was looking forward to it as well. In the later age, no one could cultivate, and everyone was entangled in filth, heading toward aging, sickness, death, and the Five Declines of Heaven and Man. But when it came to delicious food, this era was actually quite good.
If I could return to the Primordial World and get some innate spirit beasts—especially Dragon Meat—I wonder what they would taste like after being prepared.
According to the timeline, once the Dragon-Han Calamity began, countless phoenixes, qilins, and true dragons would fall in the great battle among the three races. They would all make a huge pile of delicious food.
Chen Xuan never imagined that a single lunch would make Great God Nuwa come up with so many thoughts—even thoughts of obtaining a huge pile of Dragon Meat and Phoenix Meat.
"Girl, eat more. Especially this pork—it's our countryside-raised pork." Mom Chen was so warm and enthusiastic that Great God Nuwa felt embarrassed.
"I can serve myself. You should eat too..." Great God Nuwa was overwhelmed by her hospitality, and soon her bowl was piled high.
"Mom... I'm your son. You're giving all the meat to her, so what am I supposed to eat?" Chen Xuan was close to tears. Why had his position in the family plummeted so quickly?
"Go on, go on... Look at Miss Feng Xi. What a beautiful fairy she is. Why do you need to eat so much?" Mom Chen glared at her son. Did he not understand a parent's intentions?
Chen Xuan nearly spat blood. How could he not understand what his parents meant? Their intentions were obvious to everyone. Did they really think he dared make a move on Great God Nuwa? That would be suicide.
After eating their fill, his parents chose to rest because the sun was blazing. That left Chen Xuan and Nuwa in the house with nothing to do but watch television and familiarize themselves with modern life.
Phones at this time were still very limited, so even reading novels required a computer.
After cleaning up and washing the dishes, Chen Xuan also spread out the rice to dry. He saw Great God Nuwa reclining in a high-backed armchair, enjoying herself comfortably without even turning on the fan.
"Aren't you hot?" Chen Xuan was drenched in sweat, while Nuwa did not have a trace of perspiration.
"Although my cultivation is suppressed by the rules of the later age, at my level, I fear neither the height of the heavens nor the depths of the waters. Flames cannot kill me, water and fire cannot harm me, and the five elements cannot break me. How could I fear mere heat and cold?" Great God Nuwa waved a hand, and the entire room immediately became noticeably cooler.
That was an immortal's method.
"Great God Nuwa... could you teach me?" Chen Xuan asked eagerly, hoping to learn even the most superficial techniques.
"With the spiritual energy of this later age exhausted and so many conditions gone, even if I taught you how to cultivate, you wouldn't be able to defeat a single Primordial World ant without roughly a hundred years." Great God Nuwa waved a hand, essentially giving up on teaching him.
"All right!" Chen Xuan drooped his head in disappointment.
Nuwa did not explain everything clearly, because there was no need to teach him here in the later age. The spiritual energy was too thin. However, if a Primordial World ant came to the later age, even airplanes and cannons might not be able to kill it.
In the afternoon, Chen Xuan planned to help his parents harvest the rice. The moment he brought it up, they chased him with a shoulder pole and cursed him as an unfilial son, because Great God Nuwa would have no one to accompany her.
"What happened?" Great God Nuwa asked leisurely as she watched, eating a watermelon and enjoying the spectacle.
Chen Xuan barely escaped being beaten. He took a bite of watermelon, found it watery and bland, and said, "My parents won't let me go help. They say there's a fairy at home—what if she runs away?"
"Stop your nonsense. You unfilial descendants have completely inverted the natural order. How dare you entertain improper thoughts about your own ancestor? Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death!" Great God Nuwa raised her hand and really did blast the air apart with a slap. The ancestor had lost her temper.
"Haha..."
"Since we have nothing to do this afternoon, I plan to check whether the watermelons failed to sell because they weren't fertilized enough. I'll also pick some mushrooms while I'm there. We can stew chicken tonight..."
Chen Xuan scratched his head and gave an awkward laugh, changing the subject. Women's moods were unpredictable—even when they were the ancestor who had first created humanity.
In the end, it was because she had not become a saint, reaching the state of severing all emotion and desire and forgetting worldly attachments.
"I'll go with you. My cultivation is based on the creation of life. What is mere planting to me?"
Great God Nuwa stood up. Her mood had indeed been diverted, and she was curious to see how the people of the later age had developed step by step from the methods of ants.
"Sure... We'll go together." Chen Xuan brought out a bicycle, a classic heavy-duty model. The watermelon fields were one or two kilometers away, so a bicycle would make the trip much easier.
Great God Nuwa looked curious as well. Would this thing, which moved on a single wheel, fall over? It was still better to become an immortal and fly through the air.
This damn oppression from the later age makes flying impossible.
"Great God Nuwa, get on. I'll take you for a ride." Chen Xuan gave a sly grin. If his family had not been poor, he would have preferred to ride a motorcycle, stopping and starting along the way, bouncing over the road with a beautiful woman seated behind him. It would have been wonderful and relaxing.
"How do I sit on it?" Great God Nuwa tried uncertainly and immediately climbed onto the back seat.
"No... You need to sit sideways and hold my waist. That way, you'll move steadily..." Chen Xuan took her hands and taught her.
"Dream on." Great God Nuwa refused to follow his plan. She simply stood on the rear of the bicycle, her graceful, immortal figure rising far above him and leaving Chen Xuan close to tears.
"My charming ancestor, could you not make trouble? Just sit sideways on the bicycle. That's the elegant way to do it..." Chen Xuan tried earnestly to persuade her.
"Hmph... I'll let you off this once, you unfilial descendant of the later age. I'm your true ancestor. If you dare entertain even the slightest improper thought, I guarantee I won't beat you to death." Great God Nuwa was extremely haughty.
That was probably the pride of an innate divine spirit.
"Let's go..."
Chen Xuan said no more. He pushed hard on the pedals and set off.
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