Steady Fuxi, Strange Nuwa

Before I knew it, more than a decade had passed since I came into this world.

Wu Chu felt as if a dozen or so years in the Primordial World had passed like thousands of years. However, after thousands of years, he had only managed to condense one Golden Core. Compared to those genius transmigrators who could condense their Golden Core Cores in just a few decades, Wu Chu felt that he had once again disgraced the army of transmigrators!

It's worth mentioning, however, that he no longer needs to leap and climb trees like before; he can simply ride the clouds.

He even considered whether he should forge a flying sword and try out sword control techniques.

After all, they had learned some knowledge about weapon crafting from Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun. Even if he wasn't good at it, there was still Little Moon Spirit!

In this Primordial World, everyone plays with flying through the clouds or other escape techniques; there are very few people who practice sword-riding. I wonder if that's too unconventional?

After Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun left, Wu Chu began writing stories in his spare time from his cultivation. He used the sights and sounds that Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi had seen and heard during their travels as the framework, and then made some artistic embellishments.

Yibao sat on the table and complained about his handwriting, advising him to practice his calligraphy more often so as not to embarrass the transmigrated army.

Although he was still sharp-tongued, Yibao hadn't shown up all these years, which actually helped Wu Chu a lot, saving him the trouble of explaining Yibao's peculiarities to Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.

Moreover, all the Earth Immortal Cultivation Method that Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi researched were silently recorded by Yibao.

This made Wu Chu feel that perhaps in the future she could become a mobile library.

Under Yibao's ruthless complaints, in Wu Chu's study, the manuscripts of ancient stories gradually increased. Of course, the characters used were hieroglyphics.

Even the simplified Chinese characters on the phone have been replaced with pictographs by Yibao.

And he went from feeling uneasy about his friend's sudden departure to gradually returning to his old habits while writing stories, and two or three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside, a fierce snowstorm raged, covering the entire world in white. Only the flowers in the valley below continued to sway and exude fragrance in the face of the snowstorm. The snowflakes that reached their heads were blocked by an invisible force and drifted towards the lake.

The fish in the lake have already retreated to the bottom, and a thick layer of ice has begun to form on the surface again. Although the Red Giant Fish are not afraid of the cold, they are no longer able to come out to play.

The Tower Ship docked at the pier were also covered with icicles, which looked quite beautiful.

At Wu Chu's behest, the Little Deer Cub excitedly nudged the Fat Dog A Qiu with its little head on the frozen surface of the lake. Its front hooves were raised, making a standing posture, then its little head dipped forward, using its weight to bump into the Fat Dog – a cute little action that utterly charmed Little Moon Spirit, who was feeding the chicks near the chicken coop.

To be honest, Wu Chu was also charmed by this Little White.

Completely helpless after being hit, A Qiu could only run wildly on the ice with a resentful look on its face, thus fulfilling Wu Chu's wish for it to lose weight.

In Wu Chu's opinion, if A Qiu continued to get this fat, the handsome Howling Moon Sky Wolf Clan boy would really turn into an ugly bully dog.

After admiring the Yoyo Little Deer Cub and the various pitiful states of the Fat Dog A Qiu, Wu Chu hummed a song, swayed his body, and walked back to the Main Hall with an air of nonchalance. He took out a piece of wood, intending to try to make a pipa, hoping to gain some Merit from the Heavenly Dao Lord.

Although there's no video to follow this time, at least there's a picture to look at.

Presumably, for a self-taught master luthier like him, replicating a pipa shouldn't have been that difficult.

However, just as he began to make it, two voices interrupted him.

The two voices came from outside the formation. Although they were far apart, Wu Chu heard them immediately through the Sacred Tree.

Wu Chu was completely stunned when he heard the names of the two young men and women.

It's somewhat understandable that they encountered Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, since Zhen Yuanzi likes to carry the Earth Book around to earn Merit. This time, he received a lot of Merit from the Heavenly Dao Zhen Yuanzi for repairing the Purple Jade Mountain veins. Hong Yun also loves to join in the fun and likes to meddle in other people's business.

But why did these two great gods, Fuxi and Nuwa, not seek enlightenment on Phoenix-Perching Mountain? And why did they come to his Purple Jade Mountain?

Although he didn't know Fuxi and Nuwa, he figured no one would impersonate them. So Wu Chu activated the Mountain Protection Array and, with Little Moon Spirit... actually, Little Moon Spirit used her cloud-riding technique to take him, went to greet these two great gods.

After the formation was activated, the two great gods also took to the air and flew towards the direction of Wu Chu.

"This humble Daoist priest greets you two fellow Daoists!" After meeting in the air, Wu Chu bowed to them. "May I ask where you two come from, and what important matter brings you here?"

The two young people, a man and a woman, looked to be around twenty years old. Needless to say, they were much more handsome than Wu Chu. The man was good-looking, and the woman was even more beautiful. Moreover, they exuded a natural Dao Resonance, making it difficult for anyone to feel any disrespect towards them.

However, compared to the liveliness and sparkle in the white-clad woman's eyes, the composure emanating from the blue-clad man was extremely evident, making it clear at a glance who was in charge.

"Not revealing your Daoist title, fellow Daoist?"

Nuwa blinked her big eyes, and a beautiful curve appeared at the corner of her lips, giving her a lively and spirited look. She clearly wanted to laugh, but was a little embarrassed to actually do so.

Wu Chu nodded and said, "I am a hermit from the mountains, and I call myself 'The Man Who Mountain Recluse Who Never Leaves.' Do you find that amusing, fellow Daoist? Laugh if you want! We cultivators should be carefree and unrestrained!"

"Hehehe... That's really interesting!"

"Ahem, please forgive my sister's rudeness!"

"It's alright, it's alright. Fellow Daoist Nuwa, this is just your true nature, what's so strange about it?" Wu Chu waved his hand dismissively, and finally said, "If you two don't mind, please come into my humble abode for a while."

Then Wu Chu invited these two great masters to the Main Hall atop the tree.

Seeing Wu Chu settle down on this Sacred Tree, Nuwa's eyes brightened slightly, and Fuxi nodded silently, especially when they saw the grand Main Hall that had become Merit Spiritual Treasure.

After inviting them to sit down, Wu Chu had Little Moon Spirit serve them fine wine and dried fruit. Only then did he notice that Little Moon Spirit was silently watching Nuwa and Fuxi, completely absorbed in the sight.

"Yueling, Yueling, come back to life!"

"Oh... Brother A Chu, what is it?"

A strange look flashed in Wu Chu's eyes, and he smiled, "Bring wine, dried fruit, and candied fruit..."

"Okay! I'll go right away."

"This is a remote mountain place, and we have little to offer in terms of hospitality. Please don't mind."

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formalities!" Fuxi smiled and said, "This place is truly a Blessed Land. My brother and I have been presumptuous in coming to disturb you; it is we who should apologize."

Wu Chu smiled and shook his head, then noticed that the Nuwa was staring intently at him, making him feel a little flustered. Wu Chu always felt pressured when facing beautiful women, let alone now, especially a younger version of Empress Nuwa.

That kind of beauty is simply indescribable. It's a beauty imbued with the natural Dao Resonance of the universe. Although it's not aggressive, it can easily captivate one. Unfortunately, Wu Chu dared not become intoxicated, fearing that he might feel disrespectful towards her. After all, she is the progenitor god of the Human Clan, and she deserves the respect due to her. Wu Chu didn't want to suffer the same fate as King Zhou.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Fuxi coughed lightly, signaling Nuwa to tone it down.

Nuwa closed her eyes, her delicate brows slightly furrowed; every frown and smile could easily stir one's heartstrings. Wu Chu looked at Fuxi with some confusion, observing her slightly furrowed brows.

Fuxi coughed awkwardly, then said, "Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist. We will explain to you later that my sister's strange behavior was due to a specific reason."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu frowned even more deeply. What could he possibly possibly have to do with these two great figures? It was simply impossible!