Chapter 4 The Man Under Nüwa's Bed

  Zhuang Xiong reaped what he sowed, after a hundred years of hard work all in vain. He had no one to reason with, so he started to practice the Jade Clear Immortal's Basic Refining Technique from the Yu Qing Xian Jue, slowly beginning to refine his magical treasure.

  This can be considered as half of Zhuang Xiong's congenital spiritual treasure, and it was easily refined by Zhuang Xiong. Although the refinement is simple, this treasure is not an ordinary spiritual treasure. It has merged countless fragments of chaotic spiritual treasures, undergone the compression and forging of Mount Tai, and been tempered by Pangu's will. Even if it's not a pre-heavenly supreme treasure, it must be much stronger than an ordinary top-level pre-heavenly spiritual treasure. After merging with the merits of opening up the sky, it has become a merit spiritual treasure, which can kill people without leaving any karma behind. It is indeed a good treasure for killing people and setting fires, and it's a must-have for robbery. A treasure like Sun Wukong's golden hoop rod probably wouldn't even make it into the ranks of Zhuang Xiong's descendants.

  Zhuang Xiong was overjoyed when he obtained the precious treasure. After refining this spiritual treasure, it could change its size at will, and Zhuang Xiong only needed to think about it, and instantly the purple pillar transformed into a small stick more than ten inches long. Zhuang Xiong grasped it in his hand, and the weight of a thousand catties that had been pressing on his body instantly disappeared. Zhuang Xiong was ecstatic, and with a loud slap of his palms on the ground, he suddenly leapt into the air.

  "Ahhh..." A long, drawn-out sigh rose up, as if the pent-up frustration of countless years also dissipated with the sigh. The entire Mount Buzhou trembled instantly. Rocks rolled down, like an earthquake, causing a commotion.

  But all this has nothing to do with Zhuang Xiong anymore, at this time Zhuang Xiong has been shocked by the echo and his eyes are full of circles. The echo in the mountain is loud, let alone Zhuang Xiong is still in the closed mountain belly? Moreover, Zhuang Xiong shouted so loudly? Zhuang Xiong's voice caused an echo in the mountain belly, instantly continuous and deafening, turning back to stun the perpetrator. Fortunately, the land here is solid enough, otherwise it would have triggered a landslide, wouldn't it be necessary to bury Zhuang Xiong again?

  When he recovered, Zhuang Xiong didn't dare to make any more noise. He calculated and chose a diagonal angle, silently starting to dig. When he was tired, he would meditate; when he woke up, he would continue digging, repeating this process endlessly. As for shouting for help, what's the use when you're alone in the belly of the mountain? It's not too late to get excited after escaping.

  Looking back at the vast expanse of the primordial land, it's unknown how many years have passed. The familiar gods of the primordial land have emerged one by one, but they are still deeply rooted in their humble beginnings. Hongjun is still hiding in a corner, contemplating the path to sainthood without anyone to guide him. The untaught gods do not yet possess divine powers and are still rejoicing over obtaining innate abilities and learning how to fly. None of them dare to recklessly run around the primordial land seeking death; instead, they are all hiding at home, being extremely well-behaved.

  At this time, the three clans of dragon, phoenix and qilin occupied the vast expanse, the three clans transformed early, the ancestors of the three clans also cultivated great divine powers, but the three clans did not have the residual virtues of Pangu, after all, it was difficult to last long, so they searched hard and finally found a way for the prosperity of the whole clan, the way of air transport. Occupying the vast expanse can get the great air transport, which is beneficial for cultivation and becoming a saint, and the descendants will have blessings. However, the air transport of the vast expanse was destined to be dominated by only one clan forever.

  The three clans were also transformed from a part of Pangu, inheriting the excellent tradition of Pangu. Let's negotiate then. However, as usual, we'll use our fists to negotiate. The reason why Pangu dared to use his fists to negotiate was because he had the power to do so. The three clans had similar powers, with the dragon being the leader of the scaled creatures, the phoenix being the leader of the birds, and the qilin being the leader of the beasts. In terms of high-end, low-end, or ruling species, as well as numbers, they were all roughly equal. As a result, every three days there would be a small fight, every five days there would be a big fight, and after every three to five days, there would be another fighting tournament. This stalemate continued for thousands of years, with countless pre-heavenly gods and even chaotic demons getting drawn into the conflict.

  In the far west, Luo Yu was originally a demon god in the chaos. When negotiating with Pangu, he lost and escaped with his life. After seeing Pangu's demise, he thought to himself, "The last laugh is the victory." Since Pangu has died, as long as I recover from my injuries, destroy this world, and return to the chaos, won't I be the ultimate winner? This time, Luo Yu finally saw an opportunity. Seeing that the three clans had chosen the same despicable negotiating tactics as Pangu, he was immediately stimulated and came up with a wicked idea. He killed a son of the Dragon Clan today, kidnapped a daughter of the Phoenix Clan tomorrow, and constantly stirred up trouble in between, eventually escalating the conflict between the three clans into an all-out war.

  However, it's not just Luo Yu who escaped the catastrophe. There is also Hong Jun from Yu Jing Mountain. After recovering from his injuries in the vast wilderness, Hong Jun began to wander around, and coincidentally picked up a Huafu Jade Disc, instantly filling his luck value to the brim. Along the way, he obtained countless treasures, but what made him more and more fond of the environment was that the vast wilderness was much better than that gloomy Chaos.

  Moreover, the Jade Disc of Creation contains 3,000 Great Daos, and the secrets it holds make Hong Jun feel as if he's in a state of ecstasy. Compared to his previous life in the Primordial Chaos where all he knew was how to strengthen his physical body, this is far more extraordinary. Having caught sight of such temptation, Hong Jun no longer wants to return to the Primordial Chaos and be a simple-minded, physically robust Innate Demon God. He has made up his mind to preserve this world.

  The three clans started a war together, Hong Jun looked at the badly damaged earth and felt heartbroken. He went to persuade them but discovered Luo Hui's conspiracy. So Hong Jun prepared to reason with Luo Hui, it's not an era where we have four limbs developed but our brains are simple, we should learn to reason now.

  However, Luoyu did not think so. He believed that Pangu's invention of negotiation was the greatest creation in history, classic, traditional, and something we should keep, not discard. Hongjun was indeed a show-off who couldn't reason clearly. Feeling frustrated, the two negotiated with each other, but neither could convince the other.

  Hong Jun was also a careful person, and was enraged by Luo Yu to the point of being unable to eat. After returning home and thinking about it, he realized that even the foolish Luo Yu knew how to use his brain, so why would he lose to him? Thus, Hong Jun used the tactics of forming alliances and clever words to persuade the three tribes of Long, Feng, and Qilin to join forces with him, and they launched a fierce battle against Luo Yu and his demonic tribe in the Western regions.

  This war, the blood flowed like rivers, and the sun and moon lost their light. Even the spiritual veins of the Western world were destroyed, leaving only a few remnants. In the end, Luo Yu was annihilated, and the three tribes were no match for the Chaotic Demon God. After a great battle, only two or three small cats remained. In the end, the Dragon Clan forever ruled the Four Seas, the Phoenix Ancestor suppressed the Volcano, and the Qilin transformed into an auspicious omen, never to participate in the Great War of the Primordial Era again.

  Hong Jun reaped a rich harvest, his arch-nemesis Luo Hou was killed, and he obtained the Xian Jian Sword Array and countless other spiritual treasures. He felt extremely satisfied, and with good fortune came a clear mind. Hong Jun's excitement suddenly cleared his thoughts, and the path to becoming an immortal, which had been unclear to him for so long, finally revealed its outline.

  The war of the three tribes ultimately had nothing to do with Zhuang Xiong, and it was just a passing mention. Speaking of which, after going through countless efforts from various masters, Zhuang Xiong finally dug out to the surface on this day. Zhuang Xiong learned his lesson from Di Ling and did not dare to make any noise, quietly using his divine powers to transform the soil and rocks, gradually approaching the surface. It is said that many top masters fell at critical moments, such as Di Ling and Wang Chongyang.

  The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, it's just night. Zhuang Xiong has gone through countless years of Yuan's era, finally dug to the ground, quietly crawled out, couldn't help but take a deep breath, stretched his waist fiercely, turned back to see, but met a pair of crystal clear eyes.

  Zhuang Xiong took a look and found that the exit was in a thatched cottage, and the owner of the room was also the owner of the eyes, a beautiful young girl, wearing a magnificent dress, leaning on the bed, highlighting her curvaceous figure, delicate face, snow-white skin, exuding charm, purity, dignity, and elegance. That one loud and clear cry sounded so pleasant to the ear.

  Zhuang Xiong reacted in an instant, and he exclaimed, "Ah!" He couldn't afford to be infatuated anymore, nor did he have time to think. His entire body sprang into action, and in an instant, he pounced onto the bed, tightly covering the little girl's mouth with his hands. Using all his might, he tried to control her struggling body. He kept saying, "Miss, calm down and listen to me, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. This really is a misunderstanding..."

  Just then, a loud roar was heard from next door, and a big man burst in with the speed of wind. Seeing that Zhuang Xiong's entire body was pressed against the girl's, the unbearable posture instantly made the big man furious, his face turned from red to black in less than a second, his eyes were about to spit fire, and he rushed over, shouting loudly.

  Zhuang Xiong was in a dilemma, so he quickly slipped back into the hole under the bed. He dug several feet further in and then rapidly dug a small pit on the side, hiding himself inside. He shouted upwards: "Big brother, this is a misunderstanding! Can you calm down and listen to my explanation?"

  The girl had reacted by then, instantly got out of bed and hid far away. The big man's anger was even more intense, shouting loudly, and with one swift motion, he overturned the stone bed.

  The Great Han couldn't hit Zhuang Xiong, and didn't want to give up the initiative by hiding in a hole. He was so anxious that he shouted loudly, roaring: "I saw it with my own eyes, what misunderstanding are you talking about? Even if it's just an misunderstanding, the crimes you've committed as this thing that came out of nowhere are enough to have you sliced into a thousand pieces, skinned and dismembered, your bones crushed and ashes scattered. My sister... you... I..."

  On the side of the Great Han, a barrage of curses erupted, unrelenting for even a moment. Zhuang Xiong's face was filled with dark lines - what kind of nonsense is this? Is this some sort of sister-controlling madness from the primordial chaos? Wait a minute... living in the mountains of Zhou, brother and sister, Fu Xi and Nü Wa? I'm screwed! It seems that later generations really did have legends about sibling love. This is terrible - I accidentally dug into the home of a great deity! I knew heaven wouldn't let me off so easily. For others, life's four great joys are theirs to savor; add a suffix and it becomes my four great sorrows? Am I born with a destiny of misfortune?

  Zhuang Xiong was still lost in thought, while Fuxi was shouting loudly on the other side. Nüwa finally regained her composure and said to Fuxi in a clear and pleasant voice: "Brother, don't worry, I think this is just a misunderstanding. Let's listen to our friend's explanation." As she spoke, she reached out and pulled Fuxi, giving him several meaningful glances.

  Fuxi snorted, his voice cold and stern: "Alright, I believe you, sister. You say it's a misunderstanding, then it's a misunderstanding. But speaking to each other through this hole in the ground like fools is really not my style. If we need to explain things, let's go up there and sit down for a cup of tea, talk slowly and clearly. If I have to keep talking to you through this hole, I'd rather go find some rocks to fill it up."

  Nüwa smiled slightly and said to the hole in the ground, "Fellow Taoist, it's just a misunderstanding. My brother is just worried about me and lost his temper for a moment. Why don't you come out first? We can talk slowly, have a cup of tea, and discuss the Tao. How does that sound?"

  Zhuang Xiong thought for a moment, originally owing a few points, facing the future Hong Huang Da Shen, and being coaxed by Nüwa's clear and pleasant voice, his brain suddenly short-circuited, his IQ dropped 100 points, and he hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll come up now. Misunderstandings can be explained clearly. A harmonious society is better than drinking tea and discussing the Tao."

  The woman Nuwa hastily gave Fuxi a signal with her eyes, and Fuxi nodded in understanding. He picked up the stone bed that had just been lifted into the air and held it in his hand, hiding at the entrance of the cave.

  Zhuang Xiong wholeheartedly believed in the credibility of the great god, and excitedly climbed out. However, before he could even steady his feet, he had just raised his head to give Nüwa a smile when he felt a huge shadow looming over him, instantly turning into a torrential downpour, pounding him relentlessly like rain hitting banana leaves. Zhuang Xiong was stunned in an instant, and his heart was filled with regret: He had almost forgotten that Nüwa was a notorious trickster in legend, how could he have believed her words? Zhuang Xiong, you are truly a fool.

  Even if the stone bed was extremely powerful, it may not have been able to do anything to Zhuang Xiong. However, Zhuang Xiong had been using all his energy to try and escape, and his body and mind were exhausted, his spirit already weak. But Nüwa's bed was no ordinary bed, and the person wielding it was the great god Fuxi. In just one breath, he smashed down with a force of several thousand or tens of thousands, so even if Zhuang Xiong had divine powers, all he could do was shout "I hate being controlled by my sister!" before being knocked unconscious.