A Different Hong Huang

Nuwa's lips curved into an amused smile, and she said, "I can send you back right now. But before that, do you have any requests? Given that my indirect involvement led to your arrival here, I am willing to grant you one compensation."

Liu Bing had gradually recovered from his earlier shock. He also realized that returning now would be akin to walking into a trap. He had been planning to ask Empress Nuwa for a favor, and unexpectedly, Empress Nuwa generously offered compensation herself.

Thus, a bold idea surged into his mind, and he directly asked, "Empress Nuwa, could you allow me to become an immortal instantly?"

"Oh, you have quite the ambition," Nuwa teased, then shook her head. "No. The path to immortality is arduous and long. Only through persistent self-cultivation can one truly achieve anything. Relying on external forces will not only hinder your own progress but could also lead to endless harm. Have you heard of pulling seedlings to help them grow? So, please choose a different compensation."

Liu Bing couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed after Nuwa's firm refusal, but he quickly rallied. However, apart from cultivating immortality, he couldn't think of any other compensation worth pursuing. After all, coming to the Hong Huang and receiving a compensation from Empress Nuwa, it would be too much of a waste not to pursue immortality.

After all, only the power held in one's own hands is truly theirs. Any other compensation is just an illusion.

As Liu Bing pondered, a flash of inspiration struck him. He looked at Nuwa and requested, "Empress Nuwa, since you cannot allow me to become an immortal instantly, could you permit me to cultivate in the Hong Huang?"

If I can't become an immortal directly, I wonder if I can cultivate myself? As for the danger of entering the Hong Huang, it shouldn't be a problem for Nuwa; she can probably handle it easily.

"That is acceptable, as long as it's through your own efforts. I will send you to the Hong Huang and give you a cultivation technique. As for how far you can go, that depends on you," Nuwa nodded, then waved her hand, and Liu Bing disappeared.

Houtu then approached and asked, "Sister Nuwa, is there anything interesting about this little fellow? You're actually willing to help?"

"Heh heh, haven't you already seen it? Otherwise, why would you have added so many interesting things when you reshaped his soul just now?" Nuwa glanced at Houtu.

Houtu, who presided over reincarnation, could see things more clearly than she could. Although Nuwa could also see through reincarnation, it was definitely not as effortless as Houtu's, as she, Nuwa, was in charge of creation.

Time flowed like a river, and in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years had quietly passed. However, for this small space created by Nuwa, it felt like only a fleeting moment. Immediately after, Liu Bing reappeared in the small space.

Nuwa looked at Liu Bing before her, her lips curving slightly into a faint smile. "Hmm, not bad! To reach the realm of an immortal within a mere ten thousand years is indeed quite a testament to your talent."

Liu Bing chuckled with a simple, honest smile, then bowed to Nuwa and respectfully thanked her, "I am deeply grateful for Empress Nuwa's kindness and help; I wouldn't have achieved what I have today without you!"

Nuwa lightly waved her sleeve, and an invisible force enveloped Liu Bing.

"Alright, enough pleasantries. Since you have received your due compensation, I will send you back. Also, a word of advice: being bound by a System isn't entirely without benefit. At least within the scope of what you can control, you can still gain some advantages. After all, some Systems even sell Pangu's parts. Although they are fake, the energy and Dao charm within those parts are very real. If there's a bargain to be had, you shouldn't miss it."

Liu Bing's mouth twitched. Pangu's parts, indeed. Liu Bing had spent ten thousand years in the Hong Huang and was no longer the clueless rookie he once was. He knew a few things now. For instance, Pangu, that powerful being, wasn't dead. He was living quite comfortably. At least, when Liu Bing met him, he had served as his cook and household servant for a while.

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As Nuwa finished speaking, the next moment, Liu Bing's vision blurred, and his form vanished without a trace.

When Liu Bing came to his senses, he found himself safely back in his solitary apartment. He looked around the apartment with a sense of nostalgia, feeling as though he had traveled through time. After all, it had been ten thousand years.

Although those ten thousand years seemed to have passed quickly, like a fleeting moment for Liu Bing, they had been incredibly fulfilling.

It seemed that everyone in the entire Hong Huang world knew he had been sent to cultivate in the Hong Huang by Nuwa, so all the well-known figures offered him a certain degree of care.

During this time, he also met many powerful beings, or rather, these powerful beings actively revealed themselves and befriended Liu Bing.

For example, Brother Monkey, Sun Wukong. To Liu Bing's surprise, this Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who fought against the heavens, was neither in the Heavenly Court nor in the West. Instead, he was holed up on Flower-Fruit Mountain, which he had transformed into a scenic area. He personally opened a restaurant there called Old Sun's Farmhouse Restaurant.

His life was very peaceful. From time to time, Tang Sanzang and his disciples would visit Flower-Fruit Mountain for a meal. Liu Bing also had the chance to drink with them.

Of course, it wasn't just Tang Sanzang and his disciples. Sun Wukong's connections were undeniable. Liu Bing had met many Immortals in Flower-Fruit Mountain thanks to Old Sun's Farmhouse Restaurant.

Then there was Erlang Shen, Yang Jian. In the Hong Huang, Yang Jian had not experienced the tragedy of his parents' or elder brother's death. Even his sister, Yang Chan, had not given birth to the future "uncle-betrayer" Chenxiang with a mortal named Liu Yanchang. The family lived harmoniously in Guangjiang Pass, leading a peaceful and comfortable life.

What made Liu Bing even more incredulous was that he had actually encountered the legendary Demon Ancestor Luohu! Luohu was also not dead!

When Liu Bing saw the Demon Ancestor who had once shaken the Hong Huang, he couldn't recognize him at all. After all, who would associate a suave and domineering CEO with the world-shaking Demon Ancestor?

Luohu had started a company called Demon Abyss Entertainment, controlling a large portion of the entertainment industry on the Hong Huang continent. He was truly a domineering CEO.

As Nuwa had said, there was no fighting and killing in the Hong Huang. Everyone could coexist harmoniously.

Liu Bing had seen the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes playing together, and the Witch Tribe and Demon Tribe sitting at the same table, playing finger-guessing games and drinking...

Whether it was the familiar figures or the unknown individuals, they all lived together safely and harmoniously.

Liu Bing silently savored these wonderful experiences, a relieved smile appearing on his lips. He then gently shook his head, clearing his mind of all distracting thoughts. He knew his time in the Hong Huang was limited to ten thousand years. If he stayed any longer, he would be assimilated by the Hong Huang and eventually bear its mark.

Although this was a good thing, it would prevent him from returning to save his world. Because he wouldn't have the ability to detach himself from the Hong Huang like Nuwa and the others; he would become a prisoner of the Hong Huang.

A mobile phone suddenly appeared in his hand. This was the phone he had used in the Hong Huang. That's right, there were mobile phones and even internet in the Hong Huang. The Hong Huang was not the rigid, ancient-style immortal cultivation world of stereotypes, but a world where modernity and ancient styles merged.

He glanced at the time displayed on his phone. After connecting to the internet, he discovered that it was the exact time he had transmigrated. So, had Empress Nuwa sent him back to the moment he had just transmigrated?

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