Chapter 49: Affections Set on Two Women—Can He Return to Earth?

Hearing this familiar voice, the two women instantly stiffened, unable to believe their ears. They turned around, their faces lighting up with joyous smiles.

At that moment, a handsome young man stood not far behind them, gazing at them with a gentle, warm smile.

“Brother!”

“Brother Chenxing!”

Unable to contain their overwhelming joy any longer, the two women dashed forward and threw themselves into Chenxing’s embrace.

He reached out, drawing Xiaoyao and Nuwa into his arms, breathing in the delicate fragrance that wafted from them. Chenxing felt a deep sense of fulfillment; in this moment, it seemed as if having them meant having the entire world.

None of the three spoke; they simply held each other close, quietly savoring the warmth of this reunion.

After a long while, Chenxing gently pushed them away, gazing at them tenderly. In a soft voice, he said, “I’m back! From now on, we’ll never be separated again, all right?”

In just a few words, he expressed the endless longing he had felt for them over the past ten thousand years, and finally made plain the true nature of his relationship with them.

Overjoyed by his words, the two women once again threw themselves into his arms, nodding their little heads vigorously. They had waited far too long to hear this.

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Inside a small pavilion, Chenxing and the two women sat chatting leisurely on the sofa. No longer hiding anything, Chenxing recounted his experiences over these years, astonishing the two women.

“Brother Chenxing, are you saying you’ve actually been to other realms these years? And even taken on a disciple?” Nuwa asked curiously.

Chenxing nodded and said, “Within the endless chaos, there are countless worlds. The Primeval World is merely one of the larger ones among them.”

Xiaoyao, meanwhile, quietly brewed tea for Chenxing, showing no curiosity about his stories. To her, as long as she could remain by Chenxing’s side, nothing else mattered.

Nuwa, however, was more inquisitive. From the memories she’d inherited, she had a vague sense that other realms might exist within the chaos. But even a Sage of Heaven could not traverse the realms at will, could they? Just what level had Chenxing’s cultivation reached?

“Brother Chenxing, what realm have you really reached? Have you already broken through to a level above the Sages of Heaven?” Nuwa asked cautiously, not really expecting an answer.

Chenxing had never discussed his cultivation with anyone before, and Nuwa was long accustomed to it. She asked now only because her curiosity had gotten the better of her.

Chenxing hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Yet he still did not reveal his true identity, choosing to let them believe he was a Sage.

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It was not that Chenxing did not wish to tell the two women. Having made their relationship clear on this return, revealing his true identity as the Lord of the Primordial Dao would be awkward, to say the least.

As the Lord of the Myriad Realms, he was the creator—one could even say the father—of all living beings in the multiverse. Now, wishing to make the two women his own, he decided it was best to keep this secret for now; perhaps there would be an opportunity to tell them in the future.

Seeing Chenxing nod, Nuwa was surprised. She hadn’t expected him to admit it today, and her curiosity was immediately piqued. She wanted to ask more, but Chenxing quickly waved her off, smiling wryly, “No need to ask further. For certain reasons, I’ve currently sealed my cultivation at the Quasi-Sage level. As for traversing other realms, I managed it with this treasure.”

As he spoke, he opened his palm, revealing a small, purple, spindle-shaped object emitting a faint glow.

Nuwa’s eyes brightened. She took the spindle, examining it closely. Even with her current mid-Quasi-Sage cultivation, she could not discern its grade, which amazed her.

Before she could question further, Chenxing explained, “This treasure is called the ‘Primal Chaos World-Piercing Spindle.’ It can move freely among the infinite chaos, traveling far faster than a Sage of Heaven, and can break through the barriers of any world. It’s a rather fine Primal Chaos Spirit Treasure.”

Nuwa was greatly surprised. She knew the strongest treasures in the Primeval World were Innate Supreme Treasures. She asked what level a Primal Chaos Spirit Treasure was.

Chenxing did not hide it. “In the Primeval World, Innate Supreme Treasures are indeed the highest, but above those are Primal Chaos Spirit Treasures and Primal Chaos Supreme Treasures. For example, the Heaven-Opening Axe used by Pangu to split the heavens and the Thirty-Six-Rank Creation Green Lotus that nurtured Pangu are both Primal Chaos Supreme Treasures.

“Unfortunately, in the great battle between Pangu and the three thousand gods and demons, the Creation Green Lotus was shattered, its fragments becoming Innate Spirit Treasures scattered across the Primeval World. The Twelve-Rank Purifying White Lotus that Xiaoyao holds and the Twelve-Rank Creation Green Lotus I possess are both fragments of the original.

“As for the Heaven-Opening Axe, after splitting the heavens, it divided into several Innate Supreme Treasures and vanished.”

Chenxing sighed as he finished, wondering if he should ask Hongjun for a few to play with, but then smiled wryly—he would never live it down.

Nuwa, listening to Chenxing’s explanation, rolled her eyes and chided, “I was asking about Primal Chaos Spirit Treasures! Who asked you all that?” She shook the spindle in her hand.

Chenxing had no choice but to explain, “Primal Chaos Spirit Treasures are formed from the essence of the Dao itself. They are the vessels that bear the very principles of the myriad laws. They are not defined by power alone; within the scope of the Dao they embody, they are invincible.”

Nuwa’s mouth dropped open. She stared at the spindle in awe. “So…this is a Primal Chaos Spirit Treasure? Doesn’t that make you invincible, Brother Chenxing?”

Chenxing shook his head. “This spindle embodies the Dao of speed and breaking formations. Within those areas, it may be invincible, but it cannot be called truly omnipotent.”

Now understanding the true nature of Primal Chaos Spirit Treasures, Nuwa looked at the spindle with a bit of regret. But thinking a moment, she brightened, “Then if you want to escape, Brother Chenxing, no one could catch you, right?”

Chenxing thought for a moment, then nodded, smiling. “That’s about right. But honestly, there’s no one at present who could force your Brother Chenxing to flee in panic.”

While the two discussed the spindle, Xiaoyao, who had remained silent, suddenly asked, “Brother, why did you seal your cultivation? Is there something you can’t resolve?”

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In Xiaoyao’s heart, no treasure mattered more than her brother’s safety. Hearing that Chenxing had sealed his cultivation for some reason, she couldn’t help but ask out of concern.

Nuwa, too, suddenly realized and recalled what Chenxing had said earlier, looking at him with worry in her eyes.

Seeing the concern in their eyes, Chenxing hesitated but finally explained the reason...

“What? Big Brother, you have family?” The two women exclaimed in surprise, their faces flushing scarlet. Now that the relationship among the three was clear, the news that Chenxing had family made them feel shy.

Chenxing was baffled by their reaction. What were they focusing on?

Seeing his helpless expression, the two women realized their mistake, their faces turning even redder. This time, it wasn’t just because he had family, but because their thoughts had strayed and Chenxing had noticed, making them feel quite embarrassed.

Observing their discomfort, Chenxing couldn’t help but recall a comedian from his days on Earth who loved to say, “How awkward!”

Suppressing the urge to tease them, he forced a straight face and said, “Is it so strange that I have family?”

“N-no, not at all!” The two women exchanged guilty glances.

“But, Brother Chenxing, with your cultivation so high, how could your family be ordinary people?” Nuwa was the first to collect herself and asked calmly.

Chenxing was silent for a moment before replying, “Actually, when I was on that planet, I was just an ordinary person. Later, due to certain circumstances, I became who I am now. As for the details, I can’t tell you yet. It would do you more harm than good to know.”

“Then can you be sure they’re still alive, having received the Dao’s Violet Qi from you? After all, they’ve never cultivated,” Nuwa pressed.

Chenxing nodded confidently. What he had given his family was not ordinary Daoist Violet Qi, but, strictly speaking, the laws of the Dao of Time—a tangible manifestation of the time rule within the Daoist Violet Qi—allowing the recipient to remain forever at the age and in the health they had when they received it.

Nuwa suddenly giggled, “Brother Chenxing, you’re so silly! You can’t even solve something this simple.”

Chenxing was overjoyed, grabbing Nuwa’s hand in excitement. “Nuwa! Do you have a way?”