44: Chapter 44 Nuwa visits the Underworld, Gonggong feigns ignorance.

After hearing this, Ancestral Witch Gong Gong picked up a piece of cooked Yao Race meat, tossed it into his mouth, and crunched it to pieces. He said nonchalantly, "I really don't understand you people. You're afraid of this and that. At worst, we can just have a fight. Anyway, there is Reincarnation, so our numbers will definitely increase the more we fight."

Dijiang patted Ancestral Witch Gong Gong's head and said irritably, "Clear the Evil Qi out of your brain before you speak. You never think before you talk."

"Do you really think a battle between Saints is like a confrontation between Quasi-Saints? If you're not careful, it could destroy the Primordial World!"

Reminded by Dijiang, Ancestral Witch Gong Gong finally remembered that their opponent now was no longer those mixed-feather birds. He chuckled, then grabbed another piece of cooked Yao Race meat and gnawed on it fiercely.

He used the Yao Race meat to shut his own mouth.

Seeing that Ancestral Witch Gong Gong had stopped talking, Dijiang looked at Zhenyuanzi, "We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, will handle Fuxi's matter. We will definitely extend it by at least three Yuanhui for the Saint before letting him undergo Reincarnation."

Zhenyuanzi replied, "Good!"

...

Time flowed, and ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Coast of the East Sea, inside the Chaos Pearl.

The Law of Time and Space ebbed and flowed like the tide. Shi Yan sat cross-legged in the center of Chaos, surrounded by Chaos Qi and the River of Time and Space.

"Just a little more..."

A silver light flashed in Shi Yan's eyes, and the flow of time and space within the Chaos Pearl suddenly slowed down.

He could clearly feel that the thin film blocking the Hunyuan realm was being torn apart bit by bit by his Law of Time and Space.

The Human Race territory at the Coast of the East Sea had long since become grand in scale, with a population reaching trillions. Their Luck was like a golden river, surging endlessly. Although it was not yet as vast as that of the Dragon and Phoenix races, it faintly surpassed the remnants of the Yao Race, firmly holding the position of the second tier in the Primordial World.

Meanwhile, deep in the Netherworld, after ten thousand years, the souls within the Six Paths of Reincarnation channel were already flowing in an orderly manner.

It seemed as if everything was developing in a good direction.

However, Nüwa Palace above the Nine Heavens had long been shrouded in anxiety, so much so that Ling Zhuzi dared not play freely in Nüwa Palace anymore.

Ling Zhuzi hid behind a pillar and looked at Nüwa, "My Lady..."

However, Nüwa did not hear Ling Zhuzi's call at all; she was still deep in thought.

"How could it be..." Nüwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and the composure in her eyes was replaced by anxiety for the first time.

Ten thousand years of time is nothing more than a single breath for a Saint.

However, ten thousand years was enough time for Fuxi to undergo Reincarnation. Yet, there was still no trace of Fuxi within the Human Race, and the Karma between the two had not been severed, which indicated that Fuxi had not undergone Reincarnation at all.

"Zhenyuanzi!"

Nüwa stood up abruptly, colorful light surging into the sky around her. She tore open a spatial tunnel, and her figure instantly turned into a stream of light, heading straight for the Netherworld.

She could not wait any longer.

In the Netherworld, within Fengdu City, Zhenyuanzi was standing beside the six paths of reincarnation disc, comprehending the Law of Reincarnation and improving his Hunyuan cultivation.

Sensing that familiar aura of Creation, he appeared within Fengdu City and flicked his sleeve, gently waking Ancestral Witch Gong Gong who was sleeping.

"Wake up, Nüwa has arrived."

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong rubbed his sleepy eyes, his mouth still greasy and uncleaned, and mumbled groggily, "Who is it... so noisy, I haven't finished eating that big piece of meat yet..."

Seeing it was Zhenyuanzi, he hurriedly got up, bowed respectfully, and said, "Saint."

Zhenyuanzi said, "Nüwa has come to hold us accountable. Remember to do as I told you before."

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong patted his chest and guaranteed, "Understood, leave it to me, rest assured."

Then Zhenyuanzi watched as Ancestral Witch Gong Gong walked out of the Netherworld.

...

Above the Netherworld, Nüwa, her face full of anger, saw that the person who came was Ancestral Witch Gong Gong, and frowned, "Ancestral Witch Gong Gong, why is it you?"

"Where is the Saint of Reincarnation?"

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong rubbed his forehead and played dumb, "I don't know, maybe he is in seclusion."

Nüwa's delicate brows furrowed even tighter, and her gaze swept across the purple mist lingering above the Netherworld.

The power of the Heavenly Dao attempted to penetrate the purple mist, but only received a dull echo in return.

The Earthly Dao refused the Heavenly Dao's access to the Netherworld.

"The Saint of Reincarnation is in seclusion?" Nüwa's tone was filled with anger and suspicion, "Since he is in seclusion, then you go to the Reincarnation Hall and conduct Reincarnation for my brother as soon as possible."

"That won't work." Ancestral Witch Gong Gong said innocently, "I'm just here in the Netherworld to earn a living. I have no authority at all and am not qualified to help Fuxi with Reincarnation."

"No authority?"

Nüwa uttered in confusion, then concentrated the power of the Heavenly Dao into her eyes and looked at Ancestral Witch Gong Gong.

She discovered that Ancestral Witch Gong Gong indeed had no authority.

Nüwa's eyes turned cold and sharp instantly, but thinking that the person in front of her was one of the few remaining Ancestral Witches, the sharpness in her eyes helplessly receded. She said, "Then please ask Ancestral Witch Houtu to help my brother with Reincarnation."

"My little sister doesn't have the authority either..."

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong waved his hand and continued, "My little sister holds the position of Meng Po and has no right to interfere in matters of Reincarnation."

Upon hearing this, the aura of Creation around Nüwa suddenly congealed, and her aura surged, rolling like waves above the Netherworld. Her voice was bone-chillingly cold, "Ancestral Witch Gong Gong, do not try to deceive this Lady. You, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, helped the Saint of Reincarnation open up the Netherworld; how could you possibly have no right to interfere in matters of Reincarnation?"

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong maintained that look of playing dumb, pulled another piece of dried cooked Yao Race meat from his waist, and took a big bite with a crunch. Grease slid down the corners of his mouth as he mumbled, "Nüwa, that... is not the right way to put it."

"We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, do not have Primordial Spirits and simply cannot handle troublesome matters like Reincarnation. My little sister's position as Meng Po is already the only thing we Ancestral Witches can do."

"And even for such a simple matter, my little sister often messes it up, frequently feeding someone an extra bowl of Meng Po Soup, or one bowl too few."

"Are you sure it won't work??"

Nüwa's voice was cold to the extreme. If the person in front of her were not an Ancestral Witch, she would have already slapped him.

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong's meat-gnawing action paused. He wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and hurriedly nodded, mumbling, "It won't work. We don't have the authority. My Lady, you also know that the Earthly Dao is the most Law-abiding."

"Then have the Ten Yama Kings who have the authority come over."

Then Ancestral Witch Gong Gong shook his head again, "No, no, the Ten Yama Kings must maintain Reincarnation and cannot easily leave Reincarnation. My Lady, you wouldn't want your brother's Reincarnation to be delayed again because the Ten Yama Kings left Reincarnation, would you?"

Nüwa was about to be exploded with anger by Ancestral Witch Gong Gong, "This won't work, that won't work, are there really so few people in your Netherworld?"

"There really are few, My Lady."

"Since the establishment of the Netherworld until now, the positions have never been fully filled..."

Before Ancestral Witch Gong Gong could finish his sentence, he was thrown by Nüwa toward the Netherworld barrier.

Then... with a swoosh.

Ancestral Witch Gong Gong returned to the Netherworld smoothly, without any obstruction.

He stumbled to stand steady, touched his head which was slightly dizzy from the impact, and looked down at the half-piece of cooked Yao Race meat still clenched in his hand. He was instantly amused and chuckled at Nüwa, whose face was livid outside the barrier, "My Lady, you are too polite. You didn't need to use so much force to send me back. You almost shook the meat out of my mouth!"

"Ancestral Witch Gong Gong!" Nüwa said, enunciating each word, her tone already on the verge of collapse.

"Are you determined to stall this Lady on behalf of Zhenyuanzi and deliberately obstruct Fuxi's Reincarnation, yes or no?"