Don't Make Me Slap You at My Happiest Moment

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

Liu Mang thought for a long while before finally remembering: this was exactly how his elementary school classmate, Little Fatty, had lost his New Year's gift money to his parents.

Eighteen years had passed by the time Liu Mang transmigrated, and Little Fatty still hadn't gotten that money back!

Liu Mang roared inwardly: My treasures! Parents really are the same the world over!

Nu Wa gave Liu Mang a puzzled glance, unsure what had gotten into him this time!

But she was used to it by now and couldn't be bothered to deal with him.

Instead, she addressed the gathering. "Whatever your reasons for coming here, I thank you all for refraining from intervening."

"Having sensed heaven and earth, I take this step ahead of my fellow Daoists today. Whether I succeed or fail in proving my Dao, I hope this will benefit your own searches for the Dao."

"May Hong Huang prosper forever!"

Hearing Nu Wa's words, everyone bowed. "We thank you, Fellow Daoist Nuwa! May Hong Huang prosper forever!"

Liu Mang froze. What's going on? Did I trigger a bug? I've never seen this in the novels.

After thinking it over, though, he accepted it. A bug like him had already appeared during Nuwa Creates Humans, so there was no reason to make a fuss over this.

Nu Wa sat cross-legged in the air and was about to begin, but, moved by some inexplicable impulse, she looked at Liu Mang. "You unfilial brat, is there anything you want to say to me?"

Liu Mang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to hesitate.

You've already called me an unfilial brat. What am I supposed to say?

If I tell you not to become a Saint through Merit, will you listen? You'll jump up and smack me across the face.

Besides, the moment I open my mouth, Hong Jun will show up and toss me back into the furnace to be remade!

Speaking of Hong Jun, that bastard is ruthless. There are so many paths to Sainthood, but aside from Prove Dao by Force, not a single path he's given you will let you beat him after becoming Saints.

Nu Wa had never imagined that the seemingly carefree Liu Mang would consider so much.

He had even thought of trying to stop her from proving her Dao through Merit.

Could this be why you initially refused to let the Merit enter your body?

Nu Wa swept her Spiritual Sense over Liu Mang's body and examined the mass of Merit within him. It was still tightly wrapped up.

Liu Mang had no idea that when he refused the Merit, Nu Wa had already dealt with it for him.

Although Nu Wa didn't know where Liu Mang had learned so many of Hong Huang's secrets, or the events that would happen in its future,

she could sense from his inner voice that he didn't want Hong Huang to become what Hong Jun intended.

His deep resentment toward Hong Jun seemed to stem from the fact that Hong Jun was the instigator behind all of this.

Ah, if only you'd slain your three corpses! One corpse could prove one Dao: the Good Corpse through Merit, the Evil Corpse through marriage, and the Self-Corpse through creation. All three could take the path of Prove Dao by Force, then the three Saint corpses could unite with your true self to attain the Great Dao and transcend this world. You'd definitely beat Hong Jun until he knelt and called you Daddy!

Nu Wa thought: So all it takes to be your friend is beating up Hong Jun?

Unfortunately, Hong Jun definitely won't give you the chance to sever your Self-Corpse. Time waits for no one!

Forget it. Becoming a Saint through Merit is still becoming a Saint. No matter how much trouble I stir up in the future, at least your life won't be endangered.

The more Nu Wa heard, the deeper her brow furrowed. It wasn't as though she had never suspected Hong Jun.

Hong Jun's own first choice had been to prove his Dao through Slay Three Corpses. Later, he had preferred merging himself with the Dao over becoming a Saint through Merit. There had to be a reason.

But Nu Wa's cultivation had yet to reach that level. Even if she racked her brains, she couldn't figure out why.

Seeing Nu Wa's brow furrow more and more tightly, Liu Mang assumed she was growing impatient waiting for his answer.

To hell with it! I'll take a gamble!

"You're the one who told me to speak, so don't beat me afterward!" Liu Mang drew a deep breath and carefully enunciated each word. "Could you give back the treasures you took from me?"

You unfilial brat! Rotten mud really can't be plastered onto a wall.

Nu Wa had thought Liu Mang's gamble meant trying to persuade her not to prove her Dao through Merit.

Who would have thought that, after all that, he was still fixated on the treasures she had confiscated?

It wasn't as though she wasn't going to return them. Did he have to be so petty?

If she let Liu Mang hold onto them and Hong Huang's cultivators learned he possessed Postnatal Spiritual Treasures, forget tomorrow's sun—he wouldn't even live to see tonight's stars!

Nu Wa thought: Had I known, I should have left you to rot on that stone platform!

Nu Wa drew a deep breath and steadied her Dao heart. "Don't make me slap you at my happiest moment!"

Liu Mang put on a fake smile. "Go, Mother! You're the best!"

Ignoring Liu Mang's antics, Nu Wa stepped into the air and resumed her human-headed, serpent-bodied form.

With a flick of her serpent tail, she grew to the size of a twenty-story building in the blink of an eye. Boundless Dao Resonance and Laws began flowing around her. The Law of Creation was the clearest and most solid, while some Laws were almost invisible to the naked eye.

As Nu Wa's hands moved without pause, the Three Lights Divine Water and Breathing Soil constantly changed shape in her grasp.

Before long, clay figures resembling Xuan Du appeared one after another on the stone platform before her.

Nu Wa's hands danced ceaselessly, and endless spiritual energy transformed into divine rainbows that entered each clay figure.

She continually urged her Primordial Spirit onward to sculpt each figure more precisely. While creating living beings, she also had to divert her Spiritual Sense to continue comprehending and extrapolating the Law of Creation.

Nu Wa felt as though a long time had passed. Only after sweeping out her Spiritual Sense did she discover she had already created two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight clay figures, both male and female.

Counting Liu Mang and Xuan Du, that made exactly three thousand.

When she tried to continue, she realized her Primordial Spirit had already grown too depleted to sustain the work.

Nu Wa could only set the remaining Three Lights Divine Water and Breathing Soil on the stone platform. After regulating her breath for a moment, she looked toward the horizon and slowly spoke.

"Let Hong Huang's heaven and earth bear witness, and let its myriad races observe. Favored by Hong Huang, I, Nu Wa, am an innate deity who cultivates the Dao of Creation. Inspired today to prove my Dao, I wish to add another race of living beings to Hong Huang. Human Race, arise!"

"Creation—Life Genesis!"

With Nu Wa's soft cry, Hong Huang's Great Dao of Creation began to manifest. The Law of Creation surrounding Nu Wa and the clay figures rapidly expanded, resonating with Hong Huang's Great Dao.

Baptized by the Law of Creation, Nu Wa's Dao of Creation became even more refined and complete.

The clay figures' muddy skin became as flawless as jade, and their vacant eyes filled with life. One by one, they transformed from clay figures into true living beings of Hong Huang.

They seemed to know Nu Wa had created them. All knelt in worship. "Thank you, Holy Mother, for granting us life."

As the entire Human Race cried out, heaven and earth trembled, and an indescribable Dao Resonance spread.

Auspicious clouds of Merit spanning hundreds of millions of acres hung above everyone's heads, blotting out the sky and sun. At the center of that Merit, Nu Wa appeared sacred and exalted.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hong Jun, who had been watching Nu Wa prove her Dao all along, nodded in satisfaction.

Although a slight mishap had occurred early in Nuwa Creates Humans, things had not strayed from the proper course.

"Nu Wa is about to become a Saint! Hong Huang will soon fall into chaos! Heavenly Dao, you couldn't even beat me in the opening move! How will you play against me from here on?"

Seeing everything return to his control, Hong Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he only needed to wait for Nu Wa to merge with the Hongmeng Purple Qi when she became a Saint.

No one would ever imagine that he had tampered with the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Once someone proved their Dao using the Hongmeng Purple Qi, they would never escape the Heavenly Dao's control.

As long as he succeeded in replacing heaven, even the Saints would become playthings in his palm.

"Once I replace the Heavenly Dao, I'll merge the power of the six Heavenly Dao Saints, devour the blood and minds of Hong Huang's living beings, and bury Hong Huang to attain the Great Dao. Hahahaha! Pangu, what good was your fighting prowess? In the end, you only sewed the wedding robes for me!"

At that thought, Hong Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and once again assumed an air of transcendence beyond worldly affairs.