My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

Beneath the Stone Stele lay a world that had been reduced to ashes.

Raging fires scorched the heavens. The distant mountain peaks were charred black, and upon them, collapsed temples and Dying Buddhas were all engulfed in flames.

And in the center of this ruined world, a peerlessly beautiful woman sat cross-legged amidst the fire. Three thousand Divine Locks descended from the Celestial Vault, piercing through her body and pinning her firmly in place.

"My name is Nuwa."

The peerlessly beautiful woman lowered her head. She looked at the tiny human with curiosity and spoke gently,

"You are... my child. One of my countless children. You are human."

Her voice was gentle, holding no trace of discontent or resentment. She leaned forward slightly, and the three thousand chains scraped against her bones, producing a grating sound like fingernails on a chalkboard.

The surrounding fires blazed ever higher. The charred mountains, the Dying Buddhas, the Celestial Venerables nailed to cliff faces, the collapsed temples and Daoist Temples—all of it converged with the imprisoned, peerlessly beautiful woman, weaving together a tragically beautiful panorama.

Lu Xuan stared blankly at the scene, his gaze fixed on the peerlessly beautiful woman. His heart throbbed, tears streamed down his face unconsciously, and his lips trembled.

"La... Lady Nuwa?"

The flow of Years has been fractured, and most of Ancient History is lost. The splendid era of Ancient Times has left but a few faint strokes upon the Current World.

But even so, the records concerning [Wa Huang] remained exceptionally clear.

Wielding Creation, molding the Human Race, subduing the great flood, slaying ferocious beasts, harmonizing Yin and Yang, dispelling malevolent qi, slaying the divine turtle, and mending the Celestial Palace!

All these deeds, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation. Even though the Years were shattered and Ancient History lost, these tales were still told throughout the world.

Nuwa is Wa Huang, the progenitor of human civilization, the True God who blesses the world. She is... the Mother of Humanity.

The [Mother] at the very Source of the Human Race.

His fundamental nature wept, and his Spiritual Sense wailed in sorrow. Lu Xuan cried mournfully, unable to stop himself, his face soon streaked with tears.

He asked again through his tears,

"La... Lady Nuwa?"

"It’s me."

The peerlessly beautiful woman’s gaze was utterly clear. It held no terrifying phenomena, like the rise and fall of ages or the Birth and Death of myriad realms. There was only purity.

Her eyes were as pure as those of a newborn baby.

The peerlessly beautiful woman gazed at the seemingly tiny human and spoke softly, her voice melodious and ethereal.

"You are Lu Xuan."

She stated with certainty, then began to recount his life as if listing family treasures.

"You are the younger son of Lu Chengping and Li Nianhua, born in Qianlong City on April fifth."

"In your seventh year, you fled to East Sea City because a sect under the command of the Upper Palace conducted a grand ritual in Qianlong City."

"Then you were adopted by an incarnation of Taiyi. You took Taiqing as your master in the Guardian Storage Room, receiving the title of Supreme Profound Clarity. In the [Origin], you took Shangqing as your master, receiving the title of Profound Yellow. In Guangcheng Palace, you took Yuqing as your master, receiving the title of Fusheng."

"You have so many masters."

She muttered, then continued.

"You hold a great grudge against the Maitreya Buddha Mother, and you have a connection of Cause and Effect with Sakyamuni Buddha. The Cause and Effect has been forged, but has yet to be settled."

"Your romantic tribulation was Li Xiaosang, but it was severed before it could even begin. Your current fated partner is Yan Jiangxue—hmm, a Past-Life Marriage Arrangement. Your disciple is named Chong Shanhu. Your sworn grandson is named Ying Zheng."

"Your future... huh, I can’t see it."

The peerlessly beautiful woman seemed to have discovered something amusing, her eyes widening slightly.

"Why can’t I see it? Are you also a Dao Fruit? But that doesn’t seem right, you’re so weak."

Lu Xuan’s mouth fell open, slowly, gradually. Tears still streamed down his face, but his mind was a chaotic jumble.

He was shaken to his core. This was the first time he had ever been stripped so completely bare, leaving no secrets behind. All the major events of his life had been recounted by this peerlessly beautiful woman who called herself Nuwa.

’Didn’t my Three Masters say that the Origin cannot be perceived by any Existence, and that nothing that happens within it can be known by anyone outside?’

And yet, she had just recounted it all so calmly, without a single detail out of place.

In fact, she had mentioned some things that even Lu Xuan himself hadn’t known.

For example, that the Evil Cult wasn’t actually part of the Life Tower, but was controlled by the Upper Palace.

Or that Grandpa Chu Tai was an incarnation of Taiyi... ’What is an incarnation?’

Or that he and Xiaoyan shared a Past-Life Marriage Arrangement...

Lu Xuan’s heart pounded. He looked at the peerlessly beautiful woman with her limpid eyes. As tears continued to fall, he bowed deeply from the waist and asked softly,

"How... do you know all this?"

The peerlessly beautiful woman gave a radiant smile. Her tone was unhurried, her intonation flat, as if she were simply stating a fact.

"I saw it, of course."

As she spoke, she let out a yawn. The chains trembled, and the world shook.

The woman added,

"Everything my gaze touches, I know. To see with my eyes is to be omniscient... No, that’s not quite right. When it comes to a Dao Fruit, I can only see their entire past and present. I cannot see the future of a Dao Fruit, nor can I see a future that a Dao Fruit has interfered with."

Lu Xuan was utterly dumbfounded.

’To know everything she sees, with the only exception being futures related to a Dao Fruit... that’s Omniscience??’

’She can even see the entire past and present of a Dao Fruit Cultivator?’

Amid his astonishment, he still chose to believe her. He believed because this was Nuwa, and because she could so casually speak of all things related to him, his Three Masters, and other Dao Fruit Cultivators.

But even so, it all seemed utterly absurd. ’Could my Three Masters do such a thing?’

’Probably... not!’

Lu Xuan bowed again in silence, his tears now flowing even more fiercely without him realizing.

"Greetings... Lady Nuwa!"

’His heart was a storm of confusion, shock, fear, and rage. The Mother of the Human Race, Wa Huang, who had slain beasts, purged evil, and held up the collapsing sky—why? Why was she shackled and imprisoned here, suffering the agony of three thousand chains piercing her body, forced to sit all alone in this dead and silent world?’