The prehistoric mythological era.

The Great Flood years.

Qin Hong murmured quietly, staring at the scene before her.

The Divine Demon Night Banquet, it really can traverse past and future, travel to distant times and spaces...

I have arrived at that most mysterious era!

"Wait, is the God of this period really the angel with white wings?"

"I created the Maya Angels on Earth after the Great Flood, I have regressed to an ancestral state!" She pondered silently: "But, why do I always regress, all living beings on earth seem to be my ancestors?"

The current situation is very inexplicable,

Even she felt strange, having reincarnated into some kind of weapon, similar to the divine demon remnants in the mist—an artifact race?

Just as she hesitated in her heart, contemplating continuously,

Click.

The door outside the room made a sound.

"Brother, I've come to visit again." The voice of the chubby Li Tusheng sounded from outside.

"Come in." A clear voice called out.

Li Tusheng stride in, apparently not feeling out of place. This entirely crimson, corpulent, covered in knobby red lumps fat man courteously cupped his hands and said, "May I ask your name?"

Fu Qingjun pondered, "I am Xia Qing."

"As expected, from the royal family of the Celestial Court Xia Race." Li Tusheng laughed heartily, directly sitting on the chair, "I had already suspected this from your distinguished appearance."

"The Xia Race, numbering over sixty billion, I am not particularly special," Fu Qingjun provided intel from external surveys.

But most of them live in Emperor Xia's Parallel Earth Palace, so they are seldom seen outside.

Most are of mediocre aptitude, living out their lives in the Parallel Planet, only the strong geniuses can exit the subspace and come to the dangerous main universe.

Previously, the one hosting the auction was a member of the Xia Race.

"Though the Xia Race is rare externally, not special, yet your talent is obscure, only the fourth realm yet seems hard to fathom," Li Tusheng was quite surprised.

To know, he is almost invincible in the same tier of the fifth realm, ranking seven thousand eight hundred on the young divines and demons list of the Great Xia Celestial Court.

This is already an extremely frightening thing.

Under the vast galaxy governed by the Celestial Court, how many terrifying living beings are there?

Ranking outside millions are still extraordinary geniuses.

In reality, except for the top hundred freaks, the gap between those ranked after the top hundred to ten thousand is not large, in true combat it depends on mindset and structure, various external factors.

"Even among the top hundred freaks, they are special mutant bloodlines, relying not on their own aptitude."

Li Tusheng laughed heartily, "How vast the universe is? Truly to select those talented in perception, under vast numbers there are indeed countless, truly relies on opportunity, bloodline, even destiny, and some other things."

This is something Fu Qingjun very much agreed with.

This is reality.

His Ant Demon Country crazy explosive population, under terrifying billions of numbers, "aptitude perception maxed out" geniuses are not nonexistent, in fact quite many, in this aspect perception doesn't open too much of a gap, but why others can't reach the top, why only Emperor Yan, Bailong and such arise?

Their aptitude isn't the only heaven-defying thing, but others at the same level do exist...

They possess what others don't.

Destiny.

Bloodline of their body.

"Destiny, they encountered me..."

Fu Qingjun pondered,

"Bloodline, yet I bestowed their bloodline, each life born is flawed, imperfect, I let them reconstruct their life structure, evolve their genetic structure, transform themselves into a defying species, fully capitalizing on racial strengths."

Fu Qingjun contemplated continuously.

"In reality, self-borrowing from the ancient ship, overlapping countless timelines, Fu Qingjun's soul, unknowingly transformed into what creature, able to alter other life forms' fundamental structural source."

"This perhaps is the greatest opportunity the ancient ship granted, even losing the ancient ship, I can still rise," Fu Qingjun had a brightening feeling within.

But at this moment, Li Tusheng appeared calm, smiling, "Our intellect, wisdom, perception, we won't be inferior to them...these are soft power, yet all who can be specifically cultivated won't be lacking, the following competition of hard power, is congenital hardware issues."

"One fate, two luck, three fengshui, four accumulating good deeds, five reading," Fu Qingjun recalled an ancient saying.

Li Tusheng was momentarily stunned, chewing carefully, couldn't help but slap the table in admiration, "Indeed so! Truly so! First is the fate you are born with! Being born into a powerful race determines your life! Second is not relying on birth, relying on one's luck and opportunity, can also rise in the killing career."

"Next is fengshui, born in a land of spiritual power, even born with all kinds of flawed weaknesses, growing up with heroes together, has the chance to meet opportunity..."

Li Tusheng looked at Fu Qingjun, taking a big sip of tea, continued:

"Brother, I see you are likely a descendant of the Xia Race and bird clansfolk...a Xia Race sub-species, this is very common, for potentially birthing aptitude, bloodline mutant individuals, many powerful parents, Cosmic Overlords will use this method to breed, even I am born this way."

Fu Qingjun showed an expression of indeed so.

Relying on breeding, survival of the fittest, to evolve descendants, finding the strong among them.

This at present the strong people are very similar to the Mayan Ant Queen's era of explosive population back then.

At the time, the Ant Queen just crazily born, then sought mutant offspring of the Ant Queen to nurture, inherit her bloodline, generation after generation...

Li Tusheng chuckled, "Brother, I see you are a successful individual, born with heaven-defying aptitude, having Divine King potential."

Fu Qingjun didn't respond, only silently sorting his thoughts.

Li Tusheng again said: "By the way, have you refined the bitter vessel I gave you? Is it useful?"

Fu Qingjun shook his head, "Not yet refined."

Hidden in the box, Qin Hong upon hearing this, secretly sorted her thoughts to explore and investigate a corner of the Sun Celestial Dynasty world of this prehistoric Great Flood.

"Turns out I reincarnated into doing a favor for this fat man, gifting a divine item to God?" She secretly observed from inside the box.

According to such a situation, the description of this fat man.

The ancestral angel before her, God Xia Qing, is a descendant of the Xia Race.

A hybrid offspring of the Xia Race and some unknown bird person, born with strong aptitude, but yet to rise.

And at this moment, the fat man before her took out some images, chatting, those are some current Xia Race emperors, some ancient existences.

The present Emperor Xia long since abstained from governance.

Gave the Celestial Court to Emperor Xia's direct line descendants to manage.

Currently, the Great Xia Celestial Court has already ruled this vast galaxy for over two hundred thousand years!

So briefly it's incredible, reaching such a glorious state, far more brilliant than other civilizations of millions of scale.

A sixth realm lifespan, even long-standing not exceeding fifty thousand years, at this time, already seven ancient Celestial Emperors aged, fell. Many perished around forty thousand years, yet among them also short-lived premature deaths, causes unknown of Celestial Emperors,

The current eighth Celestial Emperor is Emperor Yu, already ruling the entire star river for eleven thousand years, in his prime.

While Emperor Xia still stands high above, hidden in the Sun Golden Tower, moving toward the next future.

Upon talking about this, Fu Qingjun indeed felt much like Jiaxia's handiwork, mused: "Back then, he was also like this at his desk, hidden in the sunflower, letting his descendants ascend the throne, not manage all worldly affairs, let his sons and grandsons compete for Ant Queen, mutual destruction...seeing this as the natural development of civilization."

Isn't this an old routine?

And the civilization management system on my desk back then was exactly the same.

Looks like Jiaxia's personality is still so "nostalgic".

Fu Qingjun reflected.

On the other side, Qin Hong secretly observed, these Celestial Emperors' appearances, not mentioning the men, the female emperors, also have a few similarities with her!

"Another ancestor appeared!!"

She murmured.

Indeed she is the culmination of ancestral bloodline, bloodline pure and thick, earlier Ziying, Zinang spoke, she didn't believe, she merely nominally became the Princess of Yin Xu, a royal offshoot of the previous Xia Dynasty fallen branch, establishing the Yin Shang realm on Earth.

Yet, returning to prehistoric times reveals indeed she is a princess of the Xia Race.

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