Chapter 23 But Cang Li couldn't stop her, Nuwa…
But Cang Li couldn't stop her; Nuwa had vanished.
Cang Li grabbed the bamboo pole to cross to the other side, but as soon as he moved, the bamboo raft was pushed back in the direction he came from by a force, along with a faint message from Nuwa:
"Baby, be good~ Don't disturb Mommy's sleep."
Cang Li: ...
Cang Li stared expressionlessly at the Goddess Mountain opposite her. Within a single day, all the information she had gained since her transmigration had been overturned. This was neither a simple primitive society nor an ordinary cultivation world.
Her mother was Nuwa, and this was the primordial world.
Currently, we can only confirm that the timeline is roughly before Nuwa became a saint, before the human race fully appeared. According to the progress of various prehistoric novels, the war between the witches and demons will soon follow, and humanity will officially step onto the grand stage of the prehistoric world.
Cang Li turned to look at the human race: ...
Okay, here comes another task: she has to persuade her mother to have a baby.
Otherwise, there would have been no need to wait for the Lich War; they only had six people at most, and it seemed like their entire race was about to be wiped out.
Cang Li looked wearily at the Goddess Mountain opposite her... Oh, that's her current mother. Cang Li was even more exhausted. She lay down on the bamboo raft, and her mother was quite considerate, taking her directly back to the entrance of the cave.
Jie moved to Cang Li's side: "Sister?"
Ji also looked at Cang Li with some worry.
The crowd climbed directly onto Cang Li, reaching out to pry open her eyelids: "Sister~"
Cang Li pulled everyone aside: "Go play by yourselves, let me have some peace and quiet."
Person: "Huh?"
Cang Li sat there with a headache and said to Ji, "Take them to play somewhere else, I'm thinking about something."
The man held Yu in his arms and pulled the others to play on one side, watching Cang Li as they played.
Jie took Er to play with the others, then ran back to Cang Li's side and stayed quietly.
Cang Li's mind went blank for a moment, then he asked:
"You all knew Nuwa was lying there all along?"
Jie tilted his head and looked at Cang Li with a puzzled expression.
Cang Li explained, "It is your mother goddess."
Jie suddenly realized and nodded, saying, "I know. After Mother Goddess created me, I kept crying. Mother Goddess said she was tired and wanted to sleep."
Cang Li: ...
"So you haven't starved to death yet because the Mother Goddess brings you food from time to time?"
Jie didn't quite understand, so he told Cang Li directly: "When we are very hungry, we will find something to eat. When the weather gets cold, we hide in the cave. When we are too hungry, food will appear at the entrance of the cave, but it is not as delicious as what Sister makes."
This statement also emphasized the importance of Cang Li.
Cang Li: ...So she's not some kind of hunting goddess at all. The fact that she was able to catch those two wild boar brothers, as well as the rabbit and pheasant, is purely due to the divine power of Nuwa, right?
She said that she could not hear even the roar of a beast on the mountain, and there was no sign of any wild boars. So how come every time she went hunting, a wild boar would run into her and never miss?
Cang Li smiled inexplicably. "Good, good, she's someone who's blessed by the gods."
After an unknown amount of time, as darkness fell, Ermo shuffled over, blinking his eyes as he said:
"Sister, everyone says she's hungry."
Cang Li said expressionlessly, "Go ask your Mother Goddess for food."
Er: Huh?
Er looked at Cang Li blankly.
Cang Li remained in a daze.
Seeing Cang Li staring blankly, Jie consciously started a fire and set up a pot. Following Cang Li's example, he washed the millet in the earthenware pot, put it in the pot with water and cooked it. He also clumsily chopped some cabbage with a knife.
Cang Li smelled the aroma of rice and her stomach growled with hunger, which brought her back to her senses. When she looked up, she saw her five cubs sitting on the ground around her, staring blankly at her. Cang Li couldn't help but hug them and rub their faces and bellies.
The crowd chuckled. When Cang Li first arrived, the crowd was a skinny, bony, big-headed baby. Now, after two or three months of care, it had become plump and fair-skinned, and felt wonderful to touch. After "rubbing" it a bit, Cang Li felt much better.
Everything that happened during the day completely restructured Cang Li's understanding since his transmigration.
Cang Li scratched her head. She had been thinking all afternoon, her mind filled with all sorts of strange ideas, but in the end she came to one conclusion—
Whether it's a primordial world or not is irrelevant to her for now, because she is a human being with no cultivation. She will die if she doesn't eat, drink, or sleep. In short, she is a fragile creature who can die if she's not careful.
Now her mother is just giving up and doesn't know anything about herself.
After much thought, Cang Li realized that whether Nuwa woke up or not, she still had to live, eat, and farm. In fact, she had an extra task: she had to go to the river every day and call out to her mother so that her mother would get up and start creating humans.
Cang Li got up and ate two large bowls of rice in a row. After wiping his mouth, he said to the others:
"Good job. Go to bed early after you're done cleaning up."
After saying that, Cang Li went to take a shower and then went to bed.
After waking up, it's a new day, no different from any other.
Cang Li carried his hoe and worked expressionlessly. Nuwa said that she would take them away from here when she woke up. Cang Li thought that judging from the way the mountain across the way looked like it was sleeping, it was probably waiting for her to die.
However, Nuwa's actions temporarily dissuaded Cang Li from leaving, because even if he left, he wouldn't be able to find the seventh person. Besides, this was the prehistoric world, and Cang Li could easily imagine how dangerous it was, with people killing and robbing for treasure, and the survival of the fittest.
After turning over the soil, Cang Li sat on the edge of the field and fanned herself. Now that Nuwa was there, she didn't need to worry about natural disasters. She could plant everything that needed to be planted, especially cotton. Although her children hadn't frozen to death in the winter, it didn't mean they weren't cold. Even if the cotton couldn't be used to make cotton clothes for the time being, it could still be used to make a warm quilt.
Cang Li took out the cotton seeds she had exchanged; there was a small bag of them. After taking them out, Cang Li opened the bag and then paused. She didn't know how to grow cotton because she had never done it before. Mainly, modern society doesn't require the general public to grow cotton themselves.
When Ji Hejie saw Cang Li take out the seeds, he knew Cang Li wanted to plant something, so he immediately dropped the weeds he was holding and ran over:
"Sister, do you want to plant something?"
Cang Li thought for a moment and decided to just scatter the seeds. He couldn't let the harvest fail, could he?
“Okay, here, each of you take a few seeds, dig a small hole, put one seed in each hole, and then cover it with soil.”
Upon hearing Cang Li's words, Ji Hejie immediately used small bamboo tubes to dig up some seeds each and began planting cotton in the ground as Cang Li instructed.
Every now and then, Er would come over to help. The children were very careful, and they planted all the cotton in one afternoon, their faces flushed red from the heat.
Jie held Cang Li's hand and asked, "Sister, what is this food?"
Cang Li thumped his fist and said, "It's not for eating. I'll grow it and use it to make you new clothes."
Somewhat puzzled, Cang Li said:
"Let's go to the river. We'll also tell Mom to stop the heavy rain and just let it drizzle a little."
Upon hearing Cang Li say this, Ji Hejie went to bring Zhong Heyu along and followed Cang Li to the riverbank.
When they reached the riverbank, the sun had just set. Cang Li washed his muddy feet in the water, then set up a pot to cook the fish. After it was cooking, he shouted across the river:
"Please stop the heavy rain! I just planted cotton, don't let it wash away!"
A breeze blew from the other side of the river, as if in agreement.
Cang Li was relieved and plunged his head into the river to wash his hair.
After dinner, the family walked back under the moonlight. Cang Li looked at the weeds around him and sighed, "We still lack labor. With just a few women and children, when will we be able to cultivate such a large fertile land?"
We still need to urge her mother to have a baby.
I wonder if her mother has any subordinates or anything like that, and if she could call them over to help her with the farming?
Cang Li sighed, feeling that her current life was no different from the days before she knew of Nuwa's existence. She still had to work, or she would starve to death with these little brats, and the newly born human race would be wiped out.
As the moon was high in the sky, two uninvited guests entered the barrier. One of them was Kunpeng, who had previously chased Hongyun. As soon as he entered, he looked around, trying to find Hongyun's whereabouts.
Another one, somewhat resembling Nuwa, was tall and slender, with her hair tied up on top of her head with a snake-shaped hairpin, and her complexion was not good. She said:
"Where is the guy who tried to steal my sister's Primordial Purple Qi?!"
Kunpeng withdrew his gaze and said, "It should be here. I followed that person here and saw him come in with my own eyes. Because I didn't dare to disturb Fellow Daoist Nuwa's cultivation, and I was also afraid that the person would use some underhanded tricks, I was in a dilemma, so I thought of going back to the Demon Court to tell my friend."
Fuxi snorted coldly: "No matter who it is, I will not let them get away with disturbing my sister!"
Kunpeng nodded solemnly: "What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist. I am willing to lend you a hand and help you find the person."
Fuxi was about to agree when he suddenly realized that Kunpeng was not a good person and was quite petty. He probably had another purpose in coming here. Fuxi stopped talking and said instead:
"His Majesty the Demon Emperor is in dire need of capable people right now, so I won't trouble you with my sister's affairs. I will certainly repay you handsomely after I have seen her and returned."
Kunpeng revealed a fake smile: "Fellow Daoist is absolutely right. Then I will take my leave first. If you need any help, please feel free to call me."
Fuxi smiled and nodded, sending Kunpeng out of the barrier. As soon as Kunpeng's figure disappeared, the smile on Fuxi's face vanished, and he hurriedly went to check on the mountain where Nuwa had transformed into.
Kunpeng didn't go far, but hid somewhere and kept an eye on things. No matter what Fuxi did, as long as Hongyun was inside, Fuxi would definitely drive him out. Then he would make his move and the Primordial Purple Qi would naturally be his.
As dawn broke, Kunpeng saw Fuxi emerge from within. There was no one else besides Fuxi. Kunpeng's heart skipped a beat. After a moment's thought, he waited on the only route back to the Demon Court. Upon seeing Fuxi, he feigned surprise and inquired:
"Fellow Daoist, you've returned so quickly?"
Seeing that Kunpeng was still on its way, clearly intending to ambush him, Fuxi nodded calmly and said:
"My sister is fine. Someone broke in earlier, but she said that person died as soon as he fell in. His body dissipated and his soul returned to the underworld. He looked like the Red Cloud Ancestor of the Fire Cloud Palace. I don't know how he ended up in such a state. He still had a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi on him. Now that his remnant soul is heading to the underworld with the Purple Qi, I'm afraid that the Styx Ancestor will not let him go."
As he spoke, Fuxi revealed a sigh: "That Ancestor Hongyun was a good person, he liked to help some weak demons, but I never expected him to end up like this."
Kunpeng's smile almost crumbled; wasn't this just doing all the work for someone else?!
Fuxi cupped his hands and said, "His Majesty the Demon Emperor is busy, so I won't exchange pleasantries with you any longer. Farewell."
After saying this, Fuxi quickened his pace and left.
Kunpeng's eyes were sinister. He wasn't worried that Fuxi had taken the Primordial Purple Qi to deceive him. When he listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace that day, everyone knew that Fuxi had no chance with the Primordial Purple Qi. Nuwa also had a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi, so having another wisp would be a waste.
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