Devoured by a Saint at the Start

Beneath Mount Buzhou, the newborn wind still carried the scorching heat of the Creation of Heaven and Earth.

Chen Ran's consciousness was a blur.

He only knew that he had become a wisp of fire.

A faint little flame that looked as though the wind could snuff it out at any moment.

Yet his origins were anything but ordinary.

The Fire of Human Civilization, the first Spark of Civilization.

As long as the human race was born, he could attach himself to them, grow alongside the prosperity of their civilization, and eventually become a Sacred Fire of Civilization shining alongside the sun and moon.

Just then, an immense and boundless pressure blanketed the entire world.

A woman dressed in palace attire, so beautiful that words could not describe her, appeared beneath Mount Buzhou.

She had a Human-headed Serpent Body. A trace of exhaustion lingered between her brows, yet it could not conceal the supreme aura of a Saint around her.

Nuwa.

That name naturally surfaced in Chen Ran's mind.

With a casual wave of Nuwa's delicate hand, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and Three Lights Divine Water on the ground merged together. She casually molded them into little clay figures.

She blew a breath of Immortal Qi onto the clay figures.

The clay figures swelled in the wind and transformed into living men and women.

This was the human race.

Chen Ran grew excited. The moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived!

However, after creating humanity, Nuwa's face turned somewhat pale. Even her Saint's Body felt an unprecedented sense of depletion.

She instinctively looked around, hoping to find some spiritual roots or immortal herbs to replenish her energy.

Then, she saw Chen Ran.

He was a flickering little flame brimming with pure vitality and spirituality.

To Nuwa's saintly senses, this flame was the most delicious and nourishing spiritual treasure in heaven and earth, more tempting than any Innate Spiritual Root.

The emptiness in her stomach left her no time to think.

Nuwa parted her crimson lips and gently inhaled in Chen Ran's direction.

An irresistible suction force descended upon him.

Chen Ran was dumbfounded.

This wasn't how the script was supposed to go!

Shouldn't you bestow me upon the human race and let them begin the chapter of civilization?

Why were you taking a bite out of me instead?

Wasn't I supposed to be your tool flame?

Chen Ran struggled desperately, but before a Heavenly Dao Saint, all his resistance seemed so feeble and powerless.

His consciousness was pulled away and cast into a warm, fragrant darkness.

It was over.

Less than three minutes after starting, he had been eaten by a Creator God.

He was probably the fastest and most aggrieved transmigrator to die in the history of transmigration.

Just as Chen Ran's consciousness was about to completely dissipate.

A mechanical yet majestic voice rang out from the deepest part of his mind.

[Detected that the host has entered a special environment—the body of a Heavenly Dao Saint.]

[Highest parasitic conditions fulfilled.]

[Civilization Parasite System officially activated!]

[Initiating parasitism...]

[Parasitic target: Heavenly Dao Saint · Nuwa.]

[Parasitism successful!]

[Congratulations, host, on obtaining the ultimate shelter—Wa Empress Palace Plus Version (mobile)!]

[Please guide the newborn human race, ignite the first Fire of Civilization that belongs to them, and begin your path of Proving Dao through Civilization!]

The flood of information jolted Chen Ran, who had been on the verge of fading away, fully awake.

A system?

Parasitism?

I... I'm not dead? And I've parasitized Nuwa's stomach?

Chen Ran's consciousness cautiously probed his surroundings.

This was not the dark digestive organ he had imagined, but a vast and boundless inner space filled with immense saintly power. Every wisp of aura contained the Great Dao of Creation.

It was warm and safe, cut off from all external storms and murderous dangers.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place..."

Chen Ran murmured to himself. His mood swung from utter despair to wild joy; it was more thrilling than riding a roller coaster.

He carefully examined the [Civilization Parasite System] that had suddenly appeared.

Its functions were simple and brutal.

First, [Civilization Parasitism].

As a Spark of Civilization, he had to parasitize a host in order to survive. His current host was Nuwa, one of the Six Saints of the Primordial Era, so his defenses were instantly maxed out. As long as Nuwa did not fall, his life would be safe.

Second, [Civilization Power].

As long as he guided the human race in developing civilization—whether technology, culture, institutions, or any action that could be defined as "civilizational progress"—he could extract Civilization Power from it.

Civilization Power was his food and the foundation of his strength.

Third, [Host Enhancement].

This was the most crucial point.

All the Civilization Power he obtained would automatically feed back into and strengthen his host, Nuwa, according to a fixed ratio.

The enhancements included her Saint's Body, Nascent Soul, Dao Comprehension, and more.

It could even unlock inconceivable Civilization Divine Abilities for Nuwa based on the development of human civilization.

"One prospers, all prosper; one suffers, all suffer."

Chen Ran quickly understood the relationship between himself and Nuwa.

He was a tenant living in Nuwa's "house," and his "rent" was continuously strengthening her.

The stronger the landlord became, the more securely he, the tenant, could live.

"This isn't parasitism at all. This is clearly a win-win situation!"

Chen Ran's thoughts became increasingly active.

The Primordial World was filled with danger.

All beneath Saints were ants. Even Grand Unity Golden Immortals could vanish without warning.

He was only a tiny flame without even a physical form. If he wandered around outside, he probably would not survive even a single tribulation era.

But now, he was living directly inside a Saint's body. Was there any safer shelter than this?

His short-term goal was clear.

Guide the human race to survive and grow strong. They absolutely could not become the Two-legged Sheep in the mouths of the demon race like they did in the original story, or he, this Spark of Civilization, would be utterly finished as well.

As long as the human race endured, he could obtain a steady stream of Civilization Power.

His medium-term goal was to continuously strengthen Nuwa.

He would turn Empress Nuwa, this "shelter," into the toughest turtle shell in the entire Primordial World—one that no one could shatter no matter who came knocking!

By then, neither the Witch-Demon Tribulation nor the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation would have anything to do with him.

He could peacefully "farm" within Nuwa's body, watch the human race develop, and quietly accumulate strength.

As for his long-term goal...

Chen Ran's flame of consciousness flickered lightly.

He would prove the Dao through "civilization," surpass the Heavenly Dao, and lead his "landlord" and the entire human race out of this sea of suffering.

That was the ultimate pursuit!

With his goals clear, Chen Ran immediately took action.

His consciousness passed through Nuwa's Saint's Body and silently descended beneath Mount Buzhou, arriving at that newborn human tribe, lost and at a loss.