Under the moonlight, a snail incarnation in the kitchen transformed from Fu Qingjun's resolute face into the graceful and elegant form of a woman.

Her eye sockets were fitted with two beautiful glass eyeballs scavenged from the ruins, and she wore fake teeth, sparkling eyes and shining teeth, exuding an ethereal aura.

"This body will become part of Nuwa's descendants in the future." Soon, Fu Qingjun donned an ancient costume long dress, with Miaojiang attire prepared, a fairy aura enveloped her as if she were a celestial maiden.

She began practicing her lines, her expression firm, and said loudly:

"Mythology has been forgotten for too long."

"During the Second World War, people suffered, humiliated by machinery, flesh and blood waned, machinery prevailed."

"The ancient ancestors of us, Nuwa's descendants, were once suppressed in Shushan Mahe, and even the Moon Worship Sect Leader attempted to initiate a great flood to destroy the world, yet our ancestors successfully saved it."

"In this era, the great flood has returned. I have emerged from the Nanzhao Kingdom, determined to use the Nine Heavens and Earth left by my ancestors to recreate humanity amidst the chaos of the Second World War, reviving the world of immortal knights."

Ha!!

She let out a light shout.

The peerless beauty with crystalline skin, the snail mucus on both her legs gradually merged to transform into a massive snake tail.

The next moment, her whole body swelled up like air filling a balloon, rapidly expanding into a giant snake-tailed lady five meters tall, her lush black hair piled up, almost reaching the ceiling, forcing her to coil her tail and sit on the kitchen floor.

The snake-tailed form represents the true body of Nuwa's descendants.

She was surrounded by a holy aura, like an ancient saint opening heaven and earth, and spoke loudly:

"In this life, my bloodline has returned to my ancestors, with the true form of Nuwa. I will inevitably be able to recreate the Nine Heavens and Earth, reviving an oriental mythological realm!"

Cough cough cough!

"The lines should go roughly like this." Upstairs, the one controlling this snail incarnation, Fu Qingjun, coughed a few times, feeling amused by his self-entertainment.

After all, it was a human skeleton with clusters of snail cells...

And not just "Knife blade parasite cells," capable of wielding scythe sound blasts for killing, but also mixed with body-expanding "Feathered Serpent God blast cells," which naturally can swell.

His hair still tied atop his head.

With his hair, Long Hair Prison-Suppressing Force, capable of unparalleled strength.

These countless hairs, are they just a joke?

Continuing to develop like this, Fu Qingjun felt that this snail incarnation of his was a mega weapon, supersonic knife, air cannon, jet flight, long hair needle stabs...

Simply a great weapon!

"The lines are okay, but still need some tweaking, just waiting for the next summoning ritual, inviting the next victim." Fu Qingjun mused quietly, hoping Tang Meng would put in serious effort, as he had prepared her future path, not to disappoint him.

He planned, just like before with Yudula, to summon a new creature.

After all, the way he looked now clearly marked him as part of Nuwa's descendants, with the Nine Heavens and Earth, wasn't it quite normal?

He gazed at the snail incarnation in the kitchen that had taken on a feminine appearance,

"I didn't want this with the world's Fu Qingjun either... but Nuwa's descendants are all female, so you must change your appearance to save the world."

The new generation of Nuwa's descendants being male was somewhat jarring.

Actually, it had been a month since arriving in this world.

Though the main body remained hidden, sending a Nuwa incarnation to explore the world's depths seemed feasible.

Incidentally, after advancing through a few Demon Country simulations, the timing felt ripe, allowing him to try contacting this world's elite.

Thus, Fu Qingjun attempted to create a new immortal knight civilization play simulation here.

After all, since Professor Naxika and others had discovered ancient history, and the truth about "ant friends," realizing ancient mythological civilizations were extremely miniature,

then the appearance of a real prehistoric mythical civilization wouldn't be surprising, would it?

Let them know that over Earth's long biological history, ultra-miniature civilizations were the protagonists of countless eras on earth.... and their gigantic human civilization merely consisted of golden Behemoths, Grand Sorcerers, Titan Giants...

Fu Qingjun's expression became odd. Is this modifying mythology or creating mythology?

After all, it's for resisting those invading Earth...

"However, we can't rush things, outside of Nuwa's human creation, various preparations must be made, like the new civilization must not stay in this kitchen."

This kitchen was where snail noodles were cooked.

Previously there was no plan to develop civilization, just guided Yudula here, now intending to attempt a true play simulation world, naturally needing a new place.

"The new world play simulation area needs to be somewhat large, not necessarily like several communities or dozens of high-rise buildings, taking up a thousand acres, but decent size is necessary right?" Fu Qingjun intended to scout houses, find locations.

Hmm...

Past Earth, a Mayan Civilization.

Present Earth, an immortal knight civilization.

For now, one of each on each side.

Now, with Grace's fall and the mad iteration of a new era, his brain harvesting souls rapidly growing stronger, the daily population output cap gradually rising, already at 14.7 billion.

These additional 4.7 billion population cap are to create immortal knight civilization.

Moreover, continual improvement means that soon this cap will rise to 10 billion.

"Clearly, his bursting speed remains quick, they are catastrophes crazily driving troop buildup, representing that I am like a catastrophe myself, my spiritual power frantically accumulating."

"Previously, there were over six thousand of me, now I estimate twenty thousand of me in soul strength, probably more!"

Soon, Fu Qingjun casually mentioned during mealtime in the cafeteria.

At the dining table.

Fu Qingjun looked at Li Mo, softly saying, "Your wizard from Miaojiang plans to move out."

"Ah?"

Li Mo was taken aback.

This Miaojiang master works as a chef in the kitchen.

She constantly provides medicinal food for their cultivation entry, causing their physique to change, their bodies to become supple and moist, incredibly miraculous.

This senior is on good terms with Gang Leader Fu.

It's said she comes from the ancient Miao lands of Yinxu, arrived on the New Continent cloaked, living simply and hiding under her cloak without revealing her gender.

She's even stayed in the kitchen, having barely met anyone.

Yet, over these days, she and the seven young girls cultivating under the wizard have started to feel affection for this silent mentor.

The girls even secretly discuss the appearance under the cloak and their master's immense power.

According to their guesses, the master must be female, and an incredibly beautiful woman of unrivaled grace.

After all, they are all female disciples.

Moreover, those who cultivate the master's witchcraft techniques gain supple, moist skin, clearly a spiritual witchcraft technique only females can cultivate.

"Teacher, why are you suddenly leaving?" Li Mo was anxious, "Weren't you doing well?"

Fu Qingjun had yet to speak.

Baiyu beside them spoke directly, "This Miao Witch senior staying temporarily in the kitchen clearly isn't planning to stay long. If she intended to, she would have met us... For now, it seems she doesn't want too much connection with us, merely handling our cooking."

"But..."

Li Mo thought it over, she'd had suspicions too but still felt unwilling, "She's done us great favors. We want to repay our teacher."

Fu Qingjun shook his head and said, "This senior, I once happened upon this ancient figure before coming to the New Continent, from Miao lands, she's merely familiarizing herself with the environment, and will eventually move. As for favors..."

"She said it's an equal exchange, no one owes anyone."

"We provide accommodation, also select a few qualified girls from my faction, pass down the cultivation traditions."

Li Mo hesitated, unsure of what to say.

Fu Qingjun looked at Baiyu beside him and said, "We are affluent in business, financially abundant... Arrange an isolated country dwelling for this senior."

Baiyu asked solemnly, "Are there any requirements?"

"A simple mountain estate will do."

Fu Qingjun added, "And, don't let it be discovered as purchased under our faction's name."

"That's very easy," Baiyu was unconcerned.

Every faction engages in some covert underground dealings.

They could even make someone vanish suddenly, defying tracking, purchasing a manor without detection would be simple, act as a masked merchant and buy it.

Moreover, the New Continent still sparsely populated.

Outside autonomous regions along the railways, passageways, most are uninhabited zones.

The world still quite primitive, buying property doesn't require intellectual property rights or real-name authentication.

"Also, plenty of grain and food," Fu Qingjun said.

Baiyu furrowed his brows, "In the Cold War era, it's a bit difficult... but for us, not an issue, since our faction consumes large amounts of grain, buying extra isn't a problem... outsiders rarely find out."

But, for a single resident, do they need that much grain?

Perhaps, for raising worms?

Baiyu recalled certain mythologies.

Nonetheless, this was Miao Chun Hall's faction secret, this doubt remained buried deep.

"From today, everyone present will claim not to remember such a person came to our sect, lived with us," Fu Qingjun instructed, preventing leaks among the faction's leadership.

"Understood," Baiyu's voice was low.

Qin Hong also thought of certain matters, fearing this enigmatic figure might stir huge waves in the New Continent's future? Hence, distancing relations?

In fact, only some faction leaders knew of the kitchen inhabitant.

Only Li Mo, the newly entrusted Qin Hong, Baiyu, and Xiaolaba, these four were aware, three reliable people.

The troubling one was Xiaolaba.

"Qin Hong, I'll have Xiaolaba move in with you, keep an eye on her," Fu Qingjun said.

Xiaolaba: "???"

Xiaolaba was startled, looking incredulously at Fu Qingjun, "Brother Fu, Xiaolaba's mouth is the most tight-lipped, you doubt me?"

"I trust you, but living alone must be lonely, the faction previously had no female martial artists, now find one to live with you, even discuss martial arts," Fu Qingjun patiently explained.

Xiaolaba thought it reasonable, as living alone was quite dull, now a training companion joined her.

Li Mo beside them hesitated briefly, then couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, what are our teacher's plans for the New Continent's future? Her power system is mysterious, different from Martial Dao, who is she really?"

Baiyu and others were curious too.

Fu Qingjun considered, "Although not suitable for disclosure, I'll share some... this Miao lands senior is a descendant of an Ancient God..."

Everyone was instantly shocked.

A god?

Does such exist in this world?

Could it be one who transcended the fourth realm, entered deityhood through Martial Dao?

Fu Qingjun sighed, seeing the fiery gazes around, he simply said, "Neighbors call me loyal and chivalrous, but I have private motives... though far from this one's nobility and benevolence."

"I admire such a person."

Fu Qingjun bowed his head, solemnly paying homage, "She perceives the martial world declining, choosing to sacrifice for righteousness, to revive the ancient Xianxia golden age into today's martial world, establishing heart for the cosmos, defining life under heaven, continuing saints' teachings, opening peace for generations."

The few present were thunderstruck, instantly losing themselves.

Xianxia martial world!

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