Renaming to Feng Xi, The Ancestor's Majesty, Taking Nuwa to Farm

Boom...

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the Ten Thousand Mountains and startling countless people. They stopped their farm work to look up in shock, wondering why it was suddenly thundering...

Chen Xuan didn't dare to linger. He bolted to the kitchen, thinking he needed to cook a good meal. Women needed delicious food to calm their moods; otherwise, who could withstand the wrath of Madam Nuwa...

Noon arrived quickly, the sun outside was scorching hot...

Bang...

The front door was pushed open...

His parents returned, pushing a cart loaded with five or six bags of rice. It was a decent harvest. They had cultivated two mu of land in total. Based on the grain price, it was less than a thousand yuan...

"Huh... Old Chen... Am I seeing things? When did we get another woman? She's dressed in flowing white clothes, as beautiful as a fairy descended from heaven, even prettier than the big stars on TV," Mom Chen said, her sharp eyes fixing on the newcomer with great surprise.

"She didn't come to help in the fields early this morning. It must be this brat's girlfriend. He really is my son..." Dad Chen said excitedly.

Mom Chen rolled her eyes and retorted, "Look at you. If I hadn't been blind, you'd have been a bachelor your whole life..."

"Heh heh..." Dad Chen sneered. They were both equally matched. He carried a bag of rice inside, catching Madam Nuwa's attention.

"Daughter... What family are you from? You're so beautiful, even more so than the big stars. Where's my little brat? Why isn't he entertaining you?" Mom Chen took a sip of water and approached with a smile.

Nuwa's lips twitched. She really wanted to say, I am your Ancestor, the greatest Ancestor of all, yet here she was being called "daughter." It was a complete inversion of roles...

"Um..." Nuwa didn't know how to answer.

"Mom, Dad... This is my former boss. Business has been tough lately, and she's been in a bad mood, so she's come to the countryside to relax. She'll be staying with us for a while."

Chen Xuan was almost scared to death. He rushed out of the kitchen and managed to explain, afraid of the consequences of suddenly having a fairy in their home and them digging too deep.

"Okay, okay... You can stay here from now on. As long as you don't mind, you can stay as long as you want," Mom Chen said, her smile reaching her eyes.

"Yes... This brat rarely comes home. We don't mind having one more mouth to feed. Besides, what else do we have aplenty in the countryside? Fruits and vegetables are the most abundant..." Dad Chen added with a smile, moving a few more bags of rice.

"Then I'll trouble you..." Nuwa could only say this. She continued, "My name is Feng Xi."

"No trouble, no trouble..."

The couple beamed, their faces blooming like flowers. The classical beauty in white was as fair as jade, far more stunning than any big star. They hoped she might become their daughter-in-law.

Madam Nuwa felt a sense of frustration, unable to speak her mind...

These descendants, these unfilial offspring, were truly turning things upside down. What were they thinking? She was the pure and immaculate Human Race's Holy Mother, unparalleled among gods.

"Haha... Dinner's ready..."

Chen Xuan shouted, having prepared some hollow-stemmed spinach with fermented bean curd and some country cured meat. Life in the countryside was simple, and the aroma of the food was rustic, making everyone's stomachs rumble with hunger.

Madam Nuwa also looked forward to it. In later generations, cultivation was impossible, and everyone was tainted, facing birth, aging, sickness, and death, the five decays of heaven and man. However, when it came to delicious food, it was indeed quite good...

If only she could return to the Primordial World and get some innate spirit beasts, especially dragon meat. What would it taste like after being processed?

According to the timeline, the Dragon-Han Calamity would begin, a war among the Three Clans. How many phoenixes, Kirins, and true dragons would perish? They would all be a great source of food...

Chen Xuan never imagined that a simple lunch would give the esteemed Madam Nuwa so many ideas, even making her want to get her hands on a lot of dragon meat and phoenix meat...

"Daughter... Eat more, especially this pork. It's from our country pigs," Mom Chen said enthusiastically, making Madam Nuwa feel a bit embarrassed.

"I can help myself. You all eat too..." Madam Nuwa couldn't refuse their warm hospitality, and her bowl was piled high.

"Mom... I'm your son. You're giving all the meat to her, what am I supposed to eat?" Chen Xuan wailed inwardly, wondering how his family status had plummeted so rapidly.

He had gone through so much trouble to trick the Primordial Goddess into the modern era to help him cultivate and develop himself, but it had backfired. He truly regretted it...

"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, not understanding a mother's heart?

Chen Xuan felt like spitting blood. He truly didn't understand his parents' intentions? It was as clear as day. Did he dare to make a move on Madam Nuwa? That would be seeking death...

After eating their fill, because the sun was still fierce, his parents decided to rest. Chen Xuan and Nuwa were left inside, bored. They could only watch TV and familiarize themselves with modernity...

Mobile phones were too limited back then; they even chose to use computers to read novels...

After Chen Xuan cleaned up the dishes, he went to dry the rice. He saw Madam Nuwa lying in a grand chair, not even turning on the fan, enjoying herself with great ease.

"Aren't you hot at all?" Chen Xuan was drenched in sweat, but Nuwa showed no signs of perspiration.

"My cultivation is suppressed by the rules of this later age. At my level, I'm not afraid of heights, nor the depths of water. Fire cannot harm me, and I am impervious to water and fire, unbreakable by the five elements. How could I fear the so-called extreme cold and heat?" Madam Nuwa waved her hand, and the entire room indeed became much cooler.

This was the method of an immortal...

"Madam Nuwa... Could you teach me?" Chen Xuan asked expectantly, hoping to learn even a little.

"The spiritual energy in this later age is depleted, losing many conditions. Even if I taught you cultivation, without about a hundred years, you wouldn't be able to defeat an ant from the Primordial World," Madam Nuwa said, waving her hand, essentially giving up on teaching him.

"Alright!" Chen Xuan drooped dejectedly.

Nuwa didn't explain clearly. It wasn't necessary to teach him in this later age due to the extremely thin spiritual energy. However, an ant from the Primordial World, if brought to the later age, couldn't be killed even by airplanes and cannons.

As the afternoon began, Chen Xuan planned to help his parents harvest the rice. As soon as he mentioned it, he was chased by a carrying pole and scolded as an unfilial son because Madam Nuwa needed company...

"What's wrong?" Madam Nuwa looked over leisurely, eating a watermelon and enjoying the show.

Chen Xuan barely managed to escape being beaten. He took a bite of the watermelon, which was very watery, and said, "My parents won't let me help. They say there's a fairy here, and what if she runs away?"

"Stop blabbering... You group of upside-down, unfilial descendants. Do you dare to have ill intentions towards your own Ancestor? Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death?" Madam Nuwa raised her hand. With a single slap, she could cause the air to explode. This was the Ancestor's wrath...

"Haha..."

"Since I have nothing to do this afternoon, I plan to go check on the watermelons. I wonder if they weren't fertilized enough, which is why they aren't selling. I'll also grab some mushrooms to stew with chicken tonight..."

Chen Xuan chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head as he changed the subject. Women are unpredictable, even the Ancestor who first created humans.

It was ultimately because she hadn't become a Saint, reaching a state of detachment from emotions, forgetting worldly matters.

"This Palace will go with you. My cultivation is of life and creation; what is mere planting to me?"

Nuwa stepped forward, her temper indeed appeased. She was very curious how later generations, starting from such humble means, had developed step by step.

"Okay... we'll go together." Chen Xuan took out his bicycle, a classic "three-eight" model. The watermelon patch was only a kilometer or two away, and a bike would be much more convenient.

Nuwa looked on with curiosity. This contraption only had one wheel for balance; wouldn't it fall over? It was better to become an immortal and attain the Dao, flying through the air...

This damned later era's oppression meant no flying.

"Nuwa... hop on! I'll give you a ride around." Chen Xuan grinned. If only he weren't poor, he'd prefer to ride a motorcycle, stopping and starting, bumping along. With a beautiful woman behind him, it would be wonderful and leisurely.

"How do I get on?" Nuwa asked, bewildered, and tried to sit on the back seat.

"No... you need to sit sideways, and hold onto my waist. That's how you'll move forward steadily..." Chen Xuan guided her hand by hand.

"Dream on!" Nuwa didn't play by the rules and instead stood directly on the rear rack. Her elegant, immortal posture towered a good deal, leaving Chen Xuan on the verge of tears.

"My charming Ancestor, stop messing around, okay? Just sit sideways on the bike. It's more elegant this way..." Chen Xuan pleaded earnestly.

"Hmph... I'll let you off this once. You unfilial descendant of later generations, This Palace is your true Ancestor. If you dare to have any wicked thoughts, I guarantee I'll beat you to death." Nuwa said haughtily.

This was probably the pride of an innate god...

"Let's go..."

Chen Xuan didn't waste any more words and pedaled off with a strong push.