"Even someone like me, lifting mountains and rivers?"

Li Mo, the dance teacher, had never been so dumbfounded in her life.

To be honest, this scene was incredibly shocking to anyone.

Beneath her feet were humans the size of ants, so small their faces were barely discernible, and her shoes were like enormous mountains to them.

Li Mo and a few other girls were dumbstruck.

The master collected so much food from the gang, practicing what spell? Speech of a human?

Wait a minute!

This isn't a mere insect; it's a human insect!

No, no, this is a myth, isn't it?

It looks no different from normal human intelligence.

"Cough, cough! You call us Great Witches?" Li Mo murmured, looking at the little ant-sized humans before her, talking to her from a winged whale.

It can fly!

Sitting on a whale, is this a Kunpeng?

Li Mo was scared witless, her mind racing, "This Kunpeng, so crystal clear, its flesh so moist, why does it look just like the meat from the medicinal soup we've eaten before?"

"Could it be, the master was feeding us Kunpeng stew all along!!" A little girl next to her blurted out, "Haven't had it in ages."

The tribal man looked puzzled.

"What nonsense are you talking!"

Li Mo hurriedly covered the girl's mouth, bowing and apologizing, "Sorry, she's just scared, her mind's a little muddled."

"Indeed, Wa Ancestor said you have forgotten your history." The tribal leader, unaware, sighed.

"Wa Ancestor?" Li Mo still didn't understand, "You're saying our master is... Nuwa?"

"A descendant of Nuwa," corrected the tribal leader.

"....."

Li Mo was left dumbfounded, her worldview completely overturned; was it the Nuwa who created humans?

Is this world a martial arts arena?

Could it be that I am too low-level to see the world's true face?

Those ancient people rumored to seek immortal fate in deep mountains, to find a master, to cultivate Sword Immortals, Qi Refiners, do they really exist?

Previously, Gang Leader Fu also mentioned that their master was a descendant of a god....

While she was lost in thought.

The tribal leader spoke:

"Our ancestors were descendants of Nuwa. Recently, she molded us out of clay anew, recreating us humans... And we are the true humans, while you, with your colossal bodies, are the Great Witches from myth, long-lived, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, with boundless strength."

The tribal leader began to give a brief introduction.

Li Mo's heart felt numbed, utterly numbed!!

She started to suspect it was all a dream.

"Previously, Gang Leader Fu said this is a kind of practice different from Martial Dao, coming from Miao Witch, and told us to follow this mysterious kitchen teacher to cultivate, who knew it was... immortal cultivation??"

"Gang Leader Fu probably couldn't have imagined it was such a big deal, right? If he finds out, he'll definitely be very shocked."

And looking at the clay-formed tribes, the children jumping and laughing on the earth, barely bigger than a strand of her hair, she found it even more bizarre.

The girls beside her were also in a daze, chattering.

"Ah! You're so small, so cute."

"Our teacher is so distinguished?"

"We're descendants of Yan Huang, and our master is a descendant of Nuwa? But we're not awesome."

"No, no, no, we are awesome. We are descendants of Yan Huang, and giants, Great Witches... we are long-lived, can live very long, everyone used to be long-lived, so we didn't think much of it."

"Does our world really have the Yan Huang mythos, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Pangu creating heaven and earth, Nuwa creating humans?"

They became excited, exclaiming repeatedly.

After all, these selected young girls were only about thirteen or fourteen years old, without much thought. Unlike the mature Li Mo, the more she knew, the scarier it felt, they were purely excited.

At this moment, the tribal leader seemed to hear some transmission, "Wa Ancestor's Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission informs us to invite you up the mountain."

Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission??

Li Mo felt like she had entered a mythical world, like one of those strange Liaozhai tales, suddenly entering some eerie mountain space, silently burying it in her heart as she led the girls up the mountain.

She was anxious, but the girls beside her were quite careless.

"Ah! Is the teacher finally going to see us?"

"She must be a great beauty."

"A descendant of Nuwa, isn't that divine?"

Some girls said.

Along the way, Li Mo only felt her scalp tingling more and more.

She saw a powerful and handsome man, sitting in front of a field, plucking a hair from his head, dropping it to the ground, where they wriggled and turned into little men, starting to farm and fertilize.

Is this like sowing beans to conjure soldiers in immortal tales?

She was so astonished her eyes nearly popped out.

Turning hair into clones?

She inexplicably thought of Qin Hong's cowlick in the gang.

She felt that cowlick was the essence, if plucked, and transformed with Divine Power, it would surely be very powerful.

"Ugh! What am I thinking, all that nonsense, must be that my brain's gone silly."

She shook her head, continuing up the mountain.

She also saw a few Qi Refiners carrying gourds, researching on the ground, seemingly refining demons, various bizarre deformed creatures appearing, then saying: "Failed again."

The demon refining technique in immortal tales?

Demon Refining Pot?

Refining demons...

Was this Kun refined in the same way?

Could it be that all the mythical creatures from the ancient Classic of Mountains and Seas appeared in this way...

As if a magnificent ancient and vast Earth world is unfolding.

"How magical!"

Along the way up the mountain, those girls seemed to witness the civilization of immortals, various divine powers, which were quite astonishing.

But in fact, all these were transformed properties of the flatworm, immortal, fusing, mutating... these divine powers evolved based on this.

Soon, they were brought up the mountain to a house.

Unlike others, this was a house sized for normal humans.

Knock, knock, knock.

Li Mo knocked on the door, "Master?"

"Come in."

A voice came from inside.

They pushed open the door and saw a woman of unparalleled beauty sitting in a chair, accompanied by a girl who looked like white fleshy clay.

"Are you the teacher?" they excitedly asked, truly a great beauty, akin to a celestial immortal descending to the mortal realm... after all, Fu Qingjun often played female characters in games. His skill in character creation was indisputable, having studied the distances of the three courts and five eyes thoroughly.

"I'm not your teacher, just someone who has taught you before. Becoming my disciple is not that simple." Fu Qingjun said calmly, glancing at Li Mo.

Li Mo never imagined that the person before her was the real Fu Qingjun, her next-door neighbor.

Already dressed in women's clothes and standing here.

Meanwhile, the Fu Qingjun at Miao Chun Hall was an inflatable stand-in...

"Being able to learn from you is a great fortune." Li Mo said, after all, a descendant of Nuwa, that's an existence like a god, not something mortals like them could contact.

"I believe the truth has already been explained to you?" Fu Qingjun said.

"We know it now."

Li Mo found the truth terrifying, turns out, we aren't human...

This world, long ago, had no humans.

So now Nuwa creates humans.

"Well, let's not talk idly."

Fu Qingjun smiled, "I have come to this new continent to recreate humanity from clay, to let the people of the world know the truth of the world, and to revive the ancient mythological era, so that those suffering from catastrophes can transcend."

"You are the first to encounter and have received some heritage, which counts as fate. If willing, you can join our Daoist sect."

After all, after nurturing for so long to give birth to Spiritual Power, not joining would be a waste.

Joining a Daoist sect?

They felt a stir in their hearts.

Indeed, the celestial sect has revealed itself, perhaps even reconstructing and reviving the Mythical Dynasty...

"Once you have cultivated successfully, you can regularly descend the mountain to support justice, save the people of the world in the dawn, and resist disasters," Fu Qingjun said calmly.

"But you must realize that there is a price, even if not entering the Enlightenment Realm, achieving the Ancient Immortal Gods, ascending to the Celestial Palace... your lifespan will be shortened by tenfold."

After all, those infected by me will generally increase their power by 7 to 10 times.

"I don't find that particularly important."

Next to them, Tang Meng was used to it, having already experienced tenfold speed, she said, "Your actions will be ten times faster, your lifespan ten times shorter. A normal lifespan of seventy years means you have only seven... Of course, relative to yourselves, lifespan remains unchanged, just shortened in reality."

Li Mo and others hesitated.

"Can we return to our sect to consider it?" Li Mo asked.

Tang Meng hesitated.

Not knowing whether to trust them.

After all, development wasn't rapid... if this group leaked information, they might be silenced.

"No problem," this descendant of Nuwa smiled, "Gang Leader Fu is righteous and loyal, and his Miao Chun Hall subordinates must be good people, naturally trustworthy."

Li Mo was a bit moved, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

...

After descending the mountain, Li Mo led the people back to Miao Chun Hall at full speed.

Besides the small trumpet, she told everyone about this matter.

"A hidden celestial sect?" Baiyu was shocked.

"Are there Fourth Realm Gods present?" Qin Hong thought to himself.

Indeed, our world is mysterious too, with prehistoric civilizations reviving... After all, the Angel Civilization has also been seen, this isn't surprising.

After their discussion, everyone decided that Li Mo and the others should join the celestial sect, as it was a rare opportunity.

In fact, when they could descend the mountain for training, it could also help Miao Chun Hall have a place to rise, serving as a backing during wartime.

"Let them join first, while others observe, best not to ruin their impression of us," Fu Qingjun restrained Baiyu and Qin Hong's curiosity from hastily checking out the mountain.

After a short while, Li Mo and others set off.

With the clock trade already on track, Qin Hong was capable of taking charge of some affairs and could delegate.

Soon, after much toil, as Li Mo and others arrived, they started to join the mountain sect.

In the distance, some small tribes were astonished,

"Will we live with these great witches in the future?"

"They are long-lived, their lifespans unimaginable."

"Don't worry, it's said that in the future, when our human race flourishes, the whole land will become a mythical world... They'll all be great witches then, following the few-numbered tribal ways of the Miao Witch, coexisting with us, creating a splendid mythical civilization together!"

"They are all mythical breeds!"

Many people discussed.

After entering the mountain sect, Tang Meng, as a mentor, was quite diligent, constantly introducing them to history.

At night.

Tang Meng pointed to the moon in the sky and said, "Do you see it? That is the Eye of God, the Eye of Horus. The back of the moon is actually carved with vortex patterns, and some of our Primordial Gods are already developing there, reconstructing the Celestial Palace."

Everyone was surprised.

The Celestial Palace is being rebuilt on the moon?

"Cultivate well, strive to become an entry disciple, become an Immortal Master of Taoism, a long-lived species overseeing the evolution of the common people, a mythical witch coexisting with the Earth Human Race, and in the future, you may attain enlightenment, transcending between heaven and earth," Tang Meng encouraged.

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