At Eight Scenery Palace, Taiqing Laozi regretted his past decisions. "If only I had established the Human Sect sooner! Everything Nuwa has now should have belonged to me, Taiqing Laozi."
At Jade Void Palace, Primordial Lord said in astonishment, "How has the Human Race's fortune grown so much? According to the Heavenly Dao, they shouldn't have this much fortune."
At Biyou Palace, Sect Master Tongtian also exclaimed, "The Human Race truly deserves to be the protagonist of Heaven and Earth. Their fortune is indeed abundant."
At Western Sumeru Mountain, Zhunti said to Jieyin, "Senior Brother, this is simply too tempting. If only this fortune belonged to our Western Sect..."
"Should we go to the Human Race and take some of their fortune..." Zhunti had only just started speaking.
Jieyin cut him off. "Junior Brother, watch what you say! Have you forgotten how the Three Pure Ones were beaten senseless by Nuwa?" His voice carried a note of warning and anxiety.
Hearing this, Zhunti wore a helpless expression and muttered inwardly, Of course I remember. But if we don't do this, how will our Western Sect grow?
Jieyin saw Zhunti's expression and knew what he was thinking, but he still insisted, "We can't take that risk. Nuwa is the Human Race's Holy Mother, and she feels deeply for them. If we dare touch their fortune, she certainly won't let us off."
Zhunti furrowed his brow and said with some dissatisfaction, "Then what should we do? We can't just sit around and wait for disaster!"
Jieyin pondered for a moment, then said, "We can look for other ways to increase the Western Sect's fortune. For instance, we could try cooperating with other forces."
Zhunti thought that made sense and nodded. "All right, Senior Brother is right. We need to act carefully. But we can't give up on any opportunity that comes our way."
Jieyin nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We must always stay alert and not let a single opportunity pass us by.
"At the same time, we must be careful not to anger powerful beings like Nuwa."
Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird also arrived at Mount Shouyang, at Shouyang Palace. The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird bowed respectfully to Nuwa and said, "Your disciple Dapeng pays respects to Saintess Nuwa."
Nuwa looked at the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird and frowned slightly, thinking, They're both Yuanfeng's sons. How can they be so different? One is a Quasi-Saint, the other a Mystic Immortal.
Never mind. At least he has some potential.
Nuwa said to the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird, "From this day on, you will be the Human Sect's Second Protector."
"Thank you, Empress. Dapeng will do everything in his power to protect the Human Sect," the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird hastily promised.
Meanwhile, Xuanyuan, in the Human Capital, had found the first successor.
Zhuanxu began governing the Human Race and leading them toward prosperity.
{Ding~ It has been detected that the Human Race's method of record-keeping no longer meets its needs. Please assist in creating a written language for the Human Race.} {Reward: one drop of Pangu's Blood Essence, five Ginseng Fruits}
"Is it time for Cangjie to create writing?" Su Mu murmured.
Su Mu rose and made his way to a small tribe near the capital.
The tribe was small, but it had a rich cultural atmosphere.
There, Su Mu met the legendary Cangjie, who was intently creating characters. His eyes revealed his yearning for and pursuit of knowledge.
However, as Su Mu approached, he saw that Cangjie seemed to have run into trouble. Confusion and frustration showed on his face.
"Cangjie, what's wrong?" Su Mu asked with concern.
Cangjie looked up, saw that it was Su Mu, and saluted. "Martial Ancestor."
He sighed and continued, "I've hit a bottleneck while creating the characters. I don't know how to express certain words or what symbols to use to convey their meanings."
Su Mu had an idea. Kunpeng had once created Demon script; if only they could look at the Demon Script Golden Ranking.
"Cangjie, come with me." Su Mu led Cangjie to the North Sea.
On the North Sea, fierce winds howled and waves surged.
Su Mu stepped into the air and gazed coldly at the water. "Demon Master, please come out and meet me!" His voice rang across the entire North Sea like thunder.
The wind roared and waves surged, yet Su Mu stood as firm as a mountain, a powerful aura radiating from him.
He understood that if Kunpeng had taken part in the slaughter of the Human Race, given his current strength and state of mind, he would never have treated Kunpeng with such courtesy.
But precisely because Kunpeng had not been involved, he had come in person to seek him out, hoping to obtain some important information.
Kunpeng heard the call and opened his eyes, looking toward the sky. That's Su Mu, the Human Race's Martial Ancestor. Why has he come to see me? Su Mu has a lofty status and considerable strength. I'd best not offend him.
Kunpeng sent a lesser demon to invite the two of them to Demon Master Palace, where Su Mu and Cangjie took their seats.
Demon Master Kunpeng asked, "May I ask what brings the Martial Ancestor here?"
Su Mu got straight to the point. "I wish to borrow the Demon Race's Demon Script Golden Ranking."
"Well..." Kunpeng hesitated.
Su Mu continued, "I'm borrowing the Demon Script Golden Ranking because I intend to create a written language for the Human Race. If I succeed, the Demon Master will also earn merit."
"Is that true?" Hearing that merit was involved, Kunpeng's eyes lit up. Most of his displeasure vanished, and a smile spread across his face.
He hurriedly asked, "Is what you say true, Mr. Su? If so, that would be wonderful!"
Su Mu smiled and nodded to confirm it. Overjoyed, Kunpeng immediately took the Demon Script Golden Ranking from his robes and presented it to Su Mu.
He said excitedly, "Martial Ancestor, please accept this Demon Script Golden Ranking."
Su Mu took the ranking and passed it to Cangjie beside him, instructing him, "Cangjie, you may borrow this Demon Race ranking. I hope you can use it to create a written language of your own for the Human Race."
Cangjie accepted the Demon Race ranking respectfully, his eyes shining with resolve. He nodded solemnly. "Thank you, Martial Ancestor. I'll do my utmost to fulfill your trust and complete this important task."
Su Mu turned to Kunpeng and said gratefully, "Demon Master, thank you for your generous help. However, we may need to trouble you for a few days so Cangjie can focus on studying and creating the characters."
Kunpeng nodded at once and laughed heartily. "Martial Ancestor, there's no need to be so formal. Make yourselves at home and don't hesitate to stay.
"I look forward to Cangjie creating a written language for the Human Race. It will surely be a great achievement in their history." With that, he warmly prepared a cave dwelling for Su Mu and Cangjie to rest in.
Over the next few days, Cangjie studied the Demon Script Golden Ranking.
He carefully examined the Demon Race characters that Demon Master Kunpeng had created and thought over the meaning and expression of each one.
As time passed, Cangjie made great progress in creating his characters.
He began trying different symbols and shapes to represent all kinds of things and concepts, gradually forming a complete writing system.
These characters could record not only people's words and thoughts but also convey much more information and emotion.
During this process, Su Mu also learned a great deal about writing and language.
He realized that writing was more than just a tool; it was a vital part of human civilization.
Through writing, people could understand one another better, pass on knowledge and experience, and drive the development and progress of society.
In the end, Cangjie successfully created an entirely new writing system. It was later widely used in every field and became one of the cornerstones of civilization.
Su Mu and Cangjie then bid farewell to Demon Master Kunpeng and returned to the Human Ancestral Land.
"Cangjie, you can now declare your intentions to the Primordial Heaven and Earth," Su Mu said.
"All right."
"I am Cangjie of the Human Race. I deeply recognize the flaws of knot-recording and Demon script, which cannot fully preserve history and knowledge. I am willing to establish the Literary Dao for the Human Race and even the Myriad Races of Primordial World, using written characters to explain the mysteries of Heaven and Earth and pass on wisdom. Great Dao, bear witness!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a rumble suddenly came from the sky, as if all of Heaven and Earth were responding to his vow.
Right after that, mysterious Great Dao Divine Thunder descended from the heavens, lighting up the place where Cangjie stood.
The Great Dao Divine Thunder contained immense pressure and power as it crashed toward Cangjie.
Cangjie stood quietly in place, his gaze fixed on the raging Great Dao Divine Thunder.
With a thought, he began moving his hands through the air, writing stroke by stroke.
Every character shimmered with mysterious light, as if it held boundless power.
As time passed, more and more characters appeared in the sky. They arranged themselves in neat rows, forming a gigantic scroll.
They encompassed everything between Heaven and Earth: literary, martial, heaven, earth, mystery, yellow, universe, cosmos, primordial, and chaos, among others.
Each character had been forged from Cangjie's painstaking effort, filled with boundless wisdom and power.
At that moment, the Great Dao Divine Thunder sensed a threat and furiously struck the three thousand characters in the sky.
Yet the characters weren't destroyed. On the contrary, the thunder's baptism made them shine even more brilliantly.
Each character radiated dazzling light as it fought against the Great Dao Divine Thunder.
After nine blasts of Great Dao Divine Thunder, the three thousand characters still stood firm in the sky.
They radiated a powerful aura, as if proclaiming their existence to the world.
Now that the nine blasts of Great Dao Divine Thunder had passed, the Great Dao acknowledged Cangjie's extraordinary achievement and bestowed boundless Great Dao Merit.
One tenth of the Great Dao Merit flew toward Demon Master Palace in the North Sea and settled into the Demon Script Golden Ranking. Seeing the Great Dao Merit, Demon Master Kunpeng was ecstatic. Great Dao Merit!
At the Human Ancestral Land, all the remaining merit flowed over Cangjie like a clear spring, making him feel incomparably comfortable and pleased.
Su Mu had told Cangjie not to use merit to improve his cultivation, so Cangjie gathered all of it into the first character, "wen."
At that moment, Cangjie finally understood the true power of written characters.
He understood that writing was not merely a tool for recording information, but a force that could communicate with Heaven and Earth and shape destiny.
Through written characters, he could create worlds, change history, and influence all living beings.
Demon Master Kunpeng had only created Demon script for the Demon Race, whereas Cangjie's characters were suitable for the Myriad Races of Primordial World.
Thus, the Human Race and the Myriad Races of Primordial World all honored Cangjie as the Ancestor of Culture.
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