Chapter Thirteen: The Gift

  Nüwa Fuxi was originally more intelligent and had been diligently organizing along the way, saving a lot of time on combing and categorizing compared to Zhuang Xiong. She clearly knew what she wanted and eliminated everything that didn't match her Dao, leaving only the simple things behind, so she passed through the barrier early.

  Zhuang Xiong came out of the barrier and saw Nüwa Fuxi drinking tea by the stone table, just like six thousand years ago. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if he had a distorted sense of time and space.

  As a thorough modern person, he was used to that fast-paced life, but now he had also been cultivating for several thousand or tens of thousands of years. Especially during the countless years he was trapped in the Buzhou Mountain, Zhuang Xiong couldn't even imagine how he had endured it. If not for the protection of Kaitian Gongde, which soothed his mind and spirit, he feared that he would have gone mad or killed himself long ago.

  Time and time again, he went crazy, and time and time again, he let Kaitian Gongde calm and comfort his mind and spirit. After many times, it seemed that he had also gotten used to it, and now he felt that the past few thousand years were no different from the past few days. If not for this scene being too similar to six thousand years ago, he feared that he wouldn't even feel his own changes.

  Fuxi saw Zhuang Xiong just leaving the door and starting to daze, couldn't help but laugh and say: "What's wrong? Dumb bear, didn't you get stupid from being closed for thousands of years? Can't even speak?" Nüwa heard this and also looked at him with concern, her eyes filled with doubt.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, thinking to himself: "Why should I, a NEET, think so much? Since I've come here, I might as well make the most of it. It seems like there's nothing wrong with this situation, and who knows how many people are envying my opportunity? To be able to cross over, live forever, and eventually go sit in the Purple Mist Palace... what more could I ask for?" He then shook off his unease, smiled, and said: "You're quite bold, dead sister-complex, daring to mock me like that!" Turning his head to face Nüwa, he asked: "Nüwa, you've come out of seclusion pretty early, how's your cultivation going?"

  Fuxi whispered beside them, "I was the first to come out, why didn't you ask me?" Unfortunately, neither of them paid attention to him. Nüwa smiled and said, "It's indeed a great harvest, I've already entered the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Speaking of which, I should thank fellow Daoist, my brother and sister have been cultivating for tens of millions of years, but we haven't even stepped into the Heavenly Way. Until we met fellow Daoist, in just over a million years, we rose all the way to Taiyi Golden Immortal, this is all thanks to fellow Daoist's credit."

  Zhuang Xiong's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Nüwa, why are you still being so polite to me? You can call me Brother Dumb, Brother Bear, or even just Big Brother. I really can't bear to hear you call me Daoist friend and keep thanking me."

  Nüwa smiled and said: "Then I won't be polite with brother."

  Fuxi's face turned red with rage, his hair standing on end. "No way!" he shouted. "I don't agree! If you call him brother, what am I?"

  Zhuang Xiong disdainfully said: "You're a dead sister control freak, there's nothing for you to do here, wherever it's cool and comfortable is where I'll go."

  Fuxi was furious and rushed up to fight with Zhuang Xiong, but Nüwa hurried forward to hold him back and comforted him, saying: "Brother, don't be angry, Zhuang Xiong just spoke hastily. We are siblings by blood, what can change that? Why must you get angry over this?"

  Fuxi let out a cold snort and stopped speaking.

  Zhuang Xiong didn't even bother to respond, saying: "Actually, I just pointed out a direction, and you were able to make such a huge breakthrough because of the accumulation of your strength over tens of millions of years. Besides, you've also helped me a lot." Then, with a proud face, he said: "Nüwa sister, brother has specially prepared a gift for you this time. Take a look and see if you like it?" As he spoke, he took out the full set of equipment he had refined for Nüwa. The colorful skirt was beautiful, elegant, fresh, and pure, and when paired with the exquisite hand chain, it immediately caught Nüwa's eye, her face filled with delight and surprise, making Zhuang Xiong feel extremely pleased. When Nüwa saw the underwear placed together, relying on her feminine intuition, she instantly knew what they were for. Although she was very fond of them and eager to try them out, due to her feminine reserve, she didn't know whether she should accept them or not, and her face turned bright red with shyness, as if water would drip from it.

  Perhaps it was Nuwa's hesitation that lasted a bit too long, Fuxi saw Nuwa suddenly blush bright red, involuntarily gazing at the clothes in Zhuang Xiong's hand, and also instantly blushing, then instantly turning black, with a ferocious face, loudly pouncing over. Zhuang Xiong also wanted to exercise his muscles, so he casually placed the clothes on the table, easily retreating, already several zhang away, disdainfully saying: "Coarse dead sister control."

  Fuxi's eyes turned red, and he chased after him while shouting: "You dead bear, I knew you had ill intentions towards my sister! You even dared to give her that kind of thing! Tell me, how did you know her size? Did you sneak a peek at her while she was bathing?! Ahhh, I'm going to kill you!!! Come and die!!!" Suddenly, Fuxi's face turned tearful as he underwent a dark transformation into a beast. Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes and muttered curses under his breath about the "dead sister control", but he stopped dodging and went forward to engage in close combat with Fuxi.

  Nüwa saw the two fighting fiercely, her eyes fluttering for a moment, then instantly turning several circles, leaning in close to the stone table with her head and body covering her clothes, before quickly picking them up and leaving with an air of nonchalance.

  Until the girl returned to her room, the two big men suddenly stopped at the same time. Fuxi's right hand was pushing against Zhuang Xiong's head, with his fingers already inserted into his nostrils, and one hand was holding onto Zhuang Xiong's right leg. Meanwhile, Zhuang Xiong had one hand grasping Fuxi's hair, and the other hand was fiercely splitting open Fuxi's legs. The two men stopped but didn't separate, still maintaining that posture. Zhuang Xiong laughed and said: "Hehe, it seems my gift is very much liked by Sister Nüwa. It won't be long before you'll have to prepare to hold your nephew."

  Fuxi flew into a great rage and said: "Even if my sister likes your clothes, what's it to you? If you want to chase after my sister, forget it, wait till next life."

  Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "I forgot to tell you, I have a set of men's clothes in my hand, which matches the one that Nüwa sister has. What do you think, if I and Nüwa sister wear matching outfits, how will others look at us?"

  Fuxi was furious, his left hand released Zhuang Xiong's thigh and pounced on him to beat him up. He shouted: "I'll beat you to death! You dared to hit my sister! I'll teach you a lesson for having an evil heart! What clothes?! What matching?! What nephew?! Come and die!!!" Zhuang Xiong was not willing to show weakness, he sneered and started wrestling with Fuxi.

  Nüwa's face turned red with shame in the room, although she took the clothes very carefully, but for those who have such cultivation, at such a close distance, what action can escape the scanning of the yuan god? Nüwa herself also knew that it was just a cover-up, but she really liked this set of clothes and thought that since the two were focused on fighting, even if they knew he took the clothes, they wouldn't stop, and by tomorrow, things would have blown over. So after taking them, she went straight back to her room. Who knew that not only did the two know about him taking the clothes, but they actually stopped fighting, and even said such unseemly words. Nüwa first turned red with shame, listening and listening, then couldn't help but be filled with black lines, unable to endure it any longer, shouting: "You all shut up for me!" As she spoke, she waved her hand and threw the Qing Sheng Yin over, instantly changing its size to that of a room, directly crashing down on the two.

  Zhuang Xiong and Fu Xi exchanged a glance, neither daring to hide. With a tragic bow of their heads, they were simultaneously slapped into the earth with a loud "bang". The entire world was purified. Nüwa let out a cold snort, not retrieving the Seal of Life, and forcefully closed the doors and windows before resting.

  As the moon rose high in the sky, two people slowly crawled out from under the bed. The two of them didn't dare to make a sound, so Fuxi whispered, "When did my sister become so violent? It's really scary." Zhuang Xiong said, "It's hard to raise women, we don't know many females, maybe they're all like this?" Fuxi thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense, but it doesn't make sense that my sister would be like this. There must be other women who are even worse." Zhuang Xiong said, "Although Nüwa has some queen-like qualities, overall she's still gentle and lovable, good at understanding people. I think we just made her really angry, so she occasionally becomes violent." Fuxi said, "It's all your fault, how could you give her such an unworthy gift? My sister must be so humiliated. My sister has always been so gentle and kind, but since you came, she started becoming violent." Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "A sister like this is even more lovable, don't you think?" Fuxi nodded in agreement. Then he said, "As long as you don't bully my sister, I think no matter what she's like, it's all good." Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes and didn't bother to respond, saying, "Hurry up and go back, if Nüwa finds out, who knows if she's calmed down or not. If we disturb Nüwa, I won't have any problems, but I don't know how many hits your little body can withstand?" Fuxi was shocked and quickly glanced at Nüwa's door, then nodded to Zhuang Xiong and hastily left.

  Still getting up at the third watch, the stone table already had tea laid out. Zhuang Xiong smiled shamelessly and sat down to drink, then took out a handful of lingguo to share with Nüwa, also taking a few for himself as breakfast. As for Fuxi, he was long accustomed to being habitually ignored by this guy. Fuxi helplessly rolled his eyes, but it was still Nüwa who was thoughtful and shared the lingguo in her hand with Fuxi.

  Fuxi took a few bites and said, "I'm telling you, Dumb Bear, our current cultivation isn't weak either. If we keep discussing like this, the effect will be minimal. Shouldn't we set off to find Senior Hongyuan now?"

  "Wrong, it's not going to find Hong Jun, but San Qing. Hong Jun's divine powers are vast and wide, he might even sense us mentioning his name now, and can calculate that we want to go find him. If he wants to see us, we can see him even if we're just sitting at home. But if he thinks it's not the right time, then no matter how hard you try to find him, it'll be useless. So, putting our target so high is pointless.

  However, I agree with what you said about our current cultivation level being sufficient. With our current abilities, we can go to Hong Huang, and all that's lacking is experience. It's also time for us to go find San Qing. Whatever gains we get from closed-door meditation can be shared on the road."

  Nüwa wondered: "Does this Hongjun really have such great magical powers?"

  Zhuang Xiong said: "You haven't reached that level of cultivation, so you'll never know just how great the divine powers of that realm are. So just keep thinking upwards, because from our perspective, no matter how high you think it is, it will always be higher than what you thought, and absolutely not a single bit lower. That's why everything I said is entirely possible."

  Fu Xi said: "But I don't know where the Three Pure Ones are now cultivating and what kind of cultivation they have achieved."

  Zhuang Xiong said: "I've checked, the direction where Sanqing is located is in the southeast. There's a famous mountain called Kunlun there. The blessings of Sanqing are deep and profound, so I should cultivate at Kunlun. As for the cultivation of Sanqing? Let me ask you, if I hadn't been trapped in Bu Zhou Mountain, what kind of cultivation do you think I would have achieved by now?"

  Fu Xi was taken aback and thought: "I'm afraid he has already entered the legendary quasi-saint realm?"

  Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated, but I estimate that Da Luo Jinxian can't escape. As for Quasi-Saints, without Hongjun, it's likely that no one in the vast wilderness can reach the realm of Quasi-Saints' moral integrity. Perhaps some have reached it through their magical powers, and even some old demons' cultivation can achieve it, but there is definitely no one who has reached the realm of Quasi-Saints' moral integrity. The divine abilities of Quasi-Saints are too vast, so the Heavenly Way needs to be restricted. Hongjun doesn't teach, so no one can break through. Of course, this is just my idea, and it's not necessarily correct."

  Fuxi said: "But what does your cultivation have to do with Sanqing?"

  Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "Each of the Three Pure Ones has a successful virtue from Pangu's opening of the sky, which is similar to mine. When cultivating, I don't have to worry about going crazy or being possessed by evil spirits, so I can experiment freely. Moreover, the three of them are transformed from Pangu's original spirit and are direct descendants of Pangu. Although Pangu's intention has dissipated, his true spirit has merged into the Heavenly Way, which makes him somewhat close to the descendants of Pangu. Therefore, the three of them have achieved enlightenment much faster than us. Furthermore, they have inherited memories from Pangu, including complete sets of cultivation methods that can be modified and used, unlike us who have to start from scratch. Even if the Three Pure Ones were formed tens of millions or hundreds of millions of years later than me, what level would their current cultivation have reached?"