Gonggong and Zhurong could not stand the sight of each other.
Even now that they knew this was a scheme by the Demon Race, the two still insisted on fighting!
Mu Chen sighed.
The Demon Race was cunning and cruel.
The Witch Race was a bunch of big, single-minded fools who refused to listen to advice.
As a member of the Human Race, Mu Chen had this to say.
His heart was so tired...
Mu Chen stopped bothering and shook his head.
"Then do as you please."
"But fight somewhere else. Everything within ten thousand li is my cultivation grounds."
Gonggong and Zhurong asked at the same time.
"Senior, may we ask where would be suitable for a great battle?"
In the Primordial World, strength reigned supreme.
Anyone stronger than them was a senior.
Mu Chen could not be bothered to deal with them anymore.
He said offhandedly.
"Then go to Mount Buzhou. Whatever you destroy in your fight will be the Demon Race's lair anyway!"
Yet both Zhurong's and Gonggong's eyes lit up.
That was right!
If they wanted to fight, they could just go near Mount Buzhou!
When they unleashed their water and fire, all those who died would be ants of the Demon Race anyway.
Zhurong hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I have nothing with which to repay you, so I can only offer you a volume of my own insights into controlling fire as a token of thanks!"
Gonggong grew anxious too.
"What is fire worth? Senior, I will give you a portion of the origin of water, which can command all the waters beneath heaven!"
In an instant.
Mu Chen received a tiny droplet of the origin of water and memories containing the Fire-Controlling Divine Ability.
Without waiting for Mu Chen to respond.
Gonggong and Zhurong left after doing this.
They were still whispering as they departed.
"Anyone can see my origin of water is more important than your lousy fire ability. Senior will definitely refine mine first."
"Bullshit! Didn't you see Senior freeze? He was clearly comprehending the method of the Fire-Controlling Divine Ability!"
"You're the one talking bullshit! Do you want a fight?"
"You think I'm afraid of you? Come on!"
Watching the two clowns still bickering as they left.
Mu Chen was dumbfounded.
Did this count as a reward from the system too?
This was far too generous.
The names "origin of water" and "Fire-Controlling Divine Ability" might not sound like much.
But Zhurong and Gonggong were the two great witches most skilled with water and fire in the entire Primordial World.
Their treasures would definitely provide an enormous improvement for Mu Chen.
At this thought, Mu Chen immediately returned to the sea of clouds to comprehend them.
Next.
On their way to Mount Buzhou, Gonggong and Zhurong began arguing again over trivial matters.
And so they came to blows once more.
This time, with no one to stop them, both fought themselves into a temper.
Countless heavenly flames and floods swept across the Primordial World, bringing utter devastation.
Fifty years later.
The victor was decided.
Gonggong, who had given Mu Chen a wisp of the origin of water, fell behind and suffered a regrettable defeat.
In his extreme fury.
He happened to catch sight of Mount Buzhou in the distance.
Remembering that the Demon Race's Heavenly Court stood atop Mount Buzhou, he charged into it in rage!
Under that immense force, the four great pillars supporting the foundations of the Heavenly Court instantly collapsed.
The heavens crumbled and the earth split!
Ancient histories recorded.
Gonggong rammed Mount Buzhou in anger.
The heavenly pillars broke, the earthly bonds snapped, the four extremities fell to ruin, and the nine provinces split.
In Heaven Beyond Heaven.
Nuwa, who had already become a Sage, suddenly sensed something and opened her eyes.
Hongjun's voice rang out.
"The heavens have collapsed. Water from beyond the heavens is about to engulf the lands of the Primordial World. Go mend the heavens at once!"
Nuwa hurriedly obeyed.
Mending the heavens naturally required materials.
Five-colored soil was the ideal medium for refining heaven-mending stones.
As Nuwa pondered, she suddenly remembered that her master had told her some years ago to seek the soil of all things to comprehend the Dao.
And among those soils, she happened to have plenty of five-colored soil in her palace.
At this thought.
Nuwa swiftly rushed to the summit of Mount Tiantai, piled great rocks into a furnace, used the five-colored soil in her palace as material, and borrowed Solar Divine Fire. Over nine days and nine nights, she refined 36,501 enormous five-colored stones.
Then, over another nine days and nine nights, she used 36,500 Five-Colored Stones to mend the heavens.
She placed the final one on the mountaintop to bathe in the morning glow.
With that.
Nuwa once again earned a Sage's merit for the Primordial World, and her cultivation realm soared.
She even vaguely ranked among the foremost of the six Sages under Hongjun!
Yet Nuwa, having done all this.
Showed not the slightest joy on her face, merely gazing silently at the five-colored soil in her hand in thought.
It was too much of a coincidence.
The heavens happened to need mending.
And she happened to possess five-colored soil.
Yet all of this had come about because of Mu Chen!
If Mu Chen had not pointed out where her opportunity to attain the Dao lay back then, she could never have gathered so much five-colored divine soil in time!
Nor could she have obtained so much Sage's merit.
It could be said that all of this was to Mu Chen's credit.
"Could it be... he foresaw everything happening now? And knew long ago that Mount Buzhou would collapse?"
At this thought.
Even Nuwa could not help feeling deeply shaken.