Chapter 126 My Awawa!

The glow of the sunset flowed, auspicious aura rose, sometimes with the clear sound of jade chimes, sometimes with the flapping of white crane wings, truly an inconceivable, wondrous scene of immortals.

It made one feel as if they had traveled to the legendary immortal palace of the Heavenly Court.

One couldn't help but be intoxicated by this ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere, feeling light and airy, unaware of where they were.

Wonderful, truly wonderful.

Except for two old Daoists.

Zhang Ruosu and Lin Shouyi's expressions froze.

Ah... haha...

Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Lord? (Lingbao Tianzun)

Which Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Lord?

Oh my, it's the Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Lord of my Daoist Three Pure Ones... Ahahaha, so familiar, so familiar...

Familiar...

Lin Shouyi silently looked at Zhang Ruosu, and Zhang Ruosu looked at Lin Shouyi.

Old Man Lin rolled his eyes and simply fell backward.

Too much stimulation...

This poor Daoist's heart can't take it...

The last thing he saw was the disciples marveling at the profundity of the Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Lord, ignoring the appearance of their own ancestor. Then, he saw Zhang Ruosu take out a medicine gourd from his sleeve, open the stopper with practiced ease, and bring it to Lin Shouyi's mouth.

Old Man Lin's last thought.

Celestial Master, worthy of being the Celestial Master...

...

The Great Wilderness—

When Old Buzhou Mountain unleashed its true form, surpassing the power of *Fatian Xiangdi* (Law, Heaven, Earth, and Man), carrying mountains across the sea, instantly traversing an immeasurably long distance.

Or rather, strictly speaking, slightly later than that moment.

A stream of light flickered in the void, transforming into a terrifying streak that even mortal eyes couldn't capture, appearing at this destined location. It was a dragon-beast in the form of a blue ox, but even though it had clearly transformed into a blue ox, its body was still much longer than that of an ordinary one.

This, of course, was so that someone could sit on the dragon's back with his sister in his arms.

Its every hair was like silk, beneath which fine scales shone with a cold light, breathing out wind and fire, and stepping on clouds.

Its eyes shone brightly, as if about to burst forth with lightning.

And a handsome young man in white robes sat backward on the ox's back, unrestrained and carefree, chanting in a low voice:

"The Mysterious Scenery scatters across the heavenly waters, the Clear Han thins the clouds. The wondrous Qi renews the three mornings, the crimson glow illuminates the Purple Subtlety."

"All the heavens unfold their spiritual colors, the flowing clouds scatter like rain. The divine lamp illuminates the Long Geng star, the Li Luo spits out its bright radiance."

He was refined in white robes, with an air of detachment, a handsome face, and eyes filled with a touch of melancholy, a touch of indifference, and sadness.

And the dragon-beast beneath him raised its head and stepped forward.

Its gaze was piercing, surrounded by clouds, with wind and thunder at its command, yet it was also unparalleled in its domineering power!

The most standard, most perfect template for a deity descending to the mortal realm, beautiful, strong, and tragic!

It would definitely arouse A-Wa's sympathy!

Then we would ride together, embracing her from left and right, with two A-Wa's in my arms, their voices like orioles and swallows, the peak of Fuxi's life!

"Hahahahahahahaha..."

Fuxi covered his face and laughed loudly.

Even the dragon-beast beneath him felt goosebumps all over its body, and its scales seemed to stand on end.

Disgusting! How disgusting!

Fuxi maintained his sorrowful posture and his beautiful, strong, and tragic persona.

His eyes turned directly into a pie chart with three equal sections, gazing into the distance.

There was three parts sorrow, three parts indifference, and three parts disregard for the world.

And then he waited—

Waiting for A-Wa!

A-Wa would definitely come!

Time flowed by, slowly passing, half an hour, an hour.

Three hours.

Until the clear sky turned into a sunset, until finally, the blood-red setting sun stretched across the horizon, reflected in the eyes of the dragon-beast and Fuxi. Even a line of strange beasts, whether crows or wild geese, flew past in formation, cawing. In the silent, wordless void, the dragon-beast finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Um..."

"Sir, Heavenly Lord, did we perhaps miss it?"

Fuxi stiffly retracted his gaze.

"Miss it?"

"Missed who? A-Wa? Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Fuxi patted his face, his expression hardening. Then he thought, of course his own Heavenly secrets couldn't have any problems, but what if some old codger intervened? Just like how he had interfered with Wei Yuan's karma. With an intentional calculation against an unsuspecting mind, and on top of his previous losses, it wasn't impossible for A-Wa's Heavenly secrets to be blocked.

Could it be that A-Wa had fallen into danger!

Fuxi was immediately furious.

The dragon-beast remained silent.

Silently retorting: *I hardly think anyone is more dangerous than you.*

Then he drove the clouds and mist, flying directly forward, instantly passing hundreds of miles. After flying for more than ten thousand miles, a gleam suddenly flashed in Fuxi's eyes, his serpent pupils narrowing slightly. "It's here, stop." The dragon-beast neighed and stopped its flight. Fuxi stretched out his right hand, his fingers slightly clenched.

Vast power spread out, and Heavenly secrets suddenly scattered, deconstructing the entire world in an almost visible way.

It even deconstructed a segment of time from just now.

Even the dragon-beast, with its Jiang God-level power, was alarmed, shaking its head and uttering uneasy roars.

But the expression on Fuxi's face gradually softened, and he muttered to himself, "...So it's you, Old Buzhou Mountain."

He gnashed his teeth.

That guy's skin was too thick, he couldn't even hurt him.

Taking a direct hit from Gonggong after a successful charge without any defense, and he only just fell over.

Just leaving him alone would be enough for him to wake up on his own.

That kind of guy's moves were all very simple, just absolute speed plus absolute power, with absolutely no skill involved. Thick-skinned, powerful, and heavy, but precisely that kind of guy was a natural counter to Fuxi. And another thing—

Buzhou Mountain's speed was faster than Fuxi's!

As far as he knew, only the power of Years and Cause and Effect was faster than Buzhou Mountain.

And that was a realm reached by using authority.

If purely talking about physically traversing the heavens, no one could compare to Buzhou Mountain.

Even though Buzhou Mountain's foundation was currently only at the level of Buzhou Fuzi Mountain (Mount Buzhou's son), Fuxi was far from his peak either. Fuxi, who had just crawled out of such a long seal, only had a slightly better foundation than Buzhou Mountain. However, seeing that A-Wa was safe, Fuxi no longer felt any anger.

He traced back time, seeing what had happened then.

In the void, Heavenly secrets reconstructed and replayed, allowing the Thunder Beast, Buzhou Mountain, and the two Wa Emperors to appear.

Looking at the Wa Emperors, both big and small, in a peaceful and beautiful scene.

The expression on Fuxi's face was gentle.

But when he saw the Wa Emperor almost falling, Fuxi's expression changed drastically. A palpable malice almost soared into the sky, darkening the entire world. His serpent pupils stared fixedly at the Thunder Beast, his teeth gnashing as he muttered in a viscous and malevolent voice:

"If you can't catch her, you're dead, if you can't catch her, you're dead, if you can't catch her, I'll make your whole family pay..."

"I'll make your whole family pay."

Only when the Wa Emperor was caught did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he saw the white-haired Wa Emperor's eyes light up slightly, as if wanting to do it again.

So Fuxi stared at the Thunder Beast, his malice expanding again.

A moment later, the white-haired girl sat there obediently and cutely, glaring at Buzhou Mountain with a fierce expression.

Old Buzhou Mountain smiled and said to himself, "Tsk, if Fuxi saw this, wouldn't that guy go crazy right here and now?" This was a scene obtained by directly deconstructing the information flow left behind using Heavenly secrets and directly reorganizing it, a manipulation technique no different from Wei Yuan's Cause and Effect, absolute control. The information present here would be completely unmasked in their eyes.

As shameless as Wei Yuan's manipulation of Cause and Effect?

What a joke, where do you think he learned it from?

Only, when the dragon-beast saw this scene, its scales almost exploded from shock.

Although he had followed, well, forced to follow was still following, this great lord for not too long, he already knew the first thing was that this great lord valued the Wa Emperors the most. Second, this great lord hated when people guessed what he was thinking. Third, this great lord was very strong and had a bad temper.

After being told what he was thinking, he would choose to physically destroy the person who had said it, to protect his dignity and secrets.

But when he fearfully raised his head, he found that the Heavenly Lord was calm and aloof, seemingly unmoved.

Even the dragon-beast was surprised.

Huh? This, this, has the Great Heavenly Lord changed his personality?

Fuxi had a handsome face, a cold expression, a Daoist bun held by a jade hairpin, standing on the dragon-beast's back, his right hand behind him, his left hand twirling a strand of black hair by his temple, elegant and refined, truly like an immortal from the Three Pure Ones Hall, unlike a guest from the mortal world, with unparalleled bearing. He said indifferently:

"Buzhou Mountain, ah, Buzhou Mountain, how dare you pry into my heart?"

"How laughable."

His golden serpent pupils calmly gazed ahead.

Gazing at the white-haired Wa Emperor sitting there, fierce and cute, and the black-haired Wa Emperor with a gentle smile.

His expression was calm and aloof.

At the same time, in his heart—

A roar!

A-Wa!!! My A-Wa!! Mine, mine!

Roar! Turn into a monkey!! Fly into the primeval forest! Swing on vines! Blast away monkeys who look like Wei Yuan and eat bananas!

A-Wa! Mine, mine! All mine!!

A storm raged in his mind.

While the dragon-beast was sighing with emotion, it suddenly felt a warm touch on its forehead, and then it met Fuxi's calm eyes: "However, A-Wa is mine, you are not allowed to look."

The next moment, the dragon-beast's soul was directly pulled out.

Then the part about what had just happened was completely annihilated.

He clapped his hands together, turning it into ashes.

The dragon-beast's eyes rolled back, and it fainted directly. Fuxi swept his sleeve, completely erasing the Heavenly secrets here as well. Looking at his palm, he frowned and said, "...If it weren't for concealing the Heavenly secrets and karma for the Golden Mother of the West, which consumed too much power, would I need to let you, Old Buzhou Mountain, conceal my perception?"

The corner of his mouth slightly curved, his fingers drooping slightly, moving rhythmically: "But..."

"The ingredients I added in should make it worth it."

"No need to thank me..."

"Golden Mother of the West."

A warning—

Never trust Fuxi's good intentions.

...

The Golden Mother of the West, wearing a cloak that could conceal divine sense and Heavenly secrets divination, broke through space—her goal was to avoid the Turbid World at this moment, because she knew that there would be some chaos in the Turbid World next, so she wanted to avoid it in advance, planning to go to the Clear World to find a safe place.

As for what Fuxi had told her, the wedding day.

She had no interest in coming.

But when she broke through space and looked up, the expression under her veil gradually froze, her dark pupils reflecting the airplane trails in the distant sky, the prosperity of the distant city, and the incongruity of the street in front of her. Some old houses were here, as if forgotten by the rapidly developing era.

It was an old street.

On the front side was an art studio, next to it was a flower shop that had been open for a year or two, a traditional Chinese medicine shop, and a snack shop.

Across the street was a bookstore and a somewhat old museum.

The Golden Mother of the West lowered her eyes. Even though she knew she should leave immediately, she couldn't bring herself to move, not knowing if she was hesitating or expecting something. In the end, she laughed mockingly, pulled down her cloak, and was about to leave when a gentle and pleasant voice came from behind:

"Hello, are you a guest visiting the museum?"

The Golden Mother of the West's movements froze.

Behind her was a familiar yet unfamiliar girl, like a long wind.

ps: Today's first update...