Chapter 149: Chapter 141: Can’t I Even Enjoy Myself?

[Dang dang dang——]

[The bell chimes in heaven and earth.]

[Donghuang Taiyi and his wives, in turn, incarnate as the Great Sun, patrolling the world.]

[The "Eternal Night World" has daylight now.]

[To distinguish the twelve cycles of the Great Sun, the two Great Suns incarnated by Donghuang Taiyi’s wives are called "Moon," while their nine daughters, each with unique gifts, are the "Moon God," "Feather God," "Cloud God," "Rain God."]

[Time begins to flow slowly.]

[All beings gaze up, seeing the "Sun and Moon" rise slowly in the east and set gently in the west, this cycle defining a "day."]

[Thus, the chaotic, dark "Chaotic Era" ends, replaced by the "Era of Permanence," where day and night alternate in an orderly fashion, and beings no longer face decay due to lack of "light and warmth."]

[But apart from the Innate Spirits and First Generation bloodlines, all other beings must face the shackles of mortality, returning to dust after about eight hundred "days" of reincarnation. And those offspring born in the "Era of Permanence," their lives are even shorter, like morning dew.]

[Twelve Innate Ancient Gods, unable to bear the sight of their clansmen’s births and deaths, thus taught Donghuang Taiyi’s "Qi Cultivation Method."]

[All beings begin cultivation by refining "Red Dust Qi."]

[Meanwhile, in the majestic Golden Palace.]

[Donghuang Taiyi, rarely, gathered his eighteen offspring, his gaze falling on the eldest, the Great Golden Crow:

"Eldest, your mother and I will be undergoing closed-door cultivation for a period. If you encounter any perplexities during this time, you may consult your twelve uncles."]

[The Great Golden Crow replies steadily: "Rest assured, Father, I will take good care of my younger siblings."]

[Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi nods in satisfaction, then crouches down, gently stroking the Great Golden Crow’s head, and flips his palm, transforming the half-formed "Xuan Huang" Qi in his Primordial Spirit into a "Little Bell" to be given to the Great Golden Crow.]

[That "Xuan Huang" Qi, comparable to the Great Sun Primordial Spirit of Donghuang Taiyi, due to their fixed "working" time creating the Era of Permanence, gradually evolves into a magnificent "Profound Yellow Grand Bell."]

["Eldest, this Little Bell contains a trace of my magical power, you may use it should you and your siblings encounter insurmountable danger."]

[The Great Golden Crow places the "Little Bell" into his Primordial Spirit, nodding his head.]

[Xixi, behind Donghuang Taiyi, notices a little Golden Crow almost bubbling with excitement and frowns slightly before stepping forward, gently picking up the Great Golden Crow and softly admonishing: "Eldest, remember to urge Xiaojiu to cultivate well, don’t neglect your duty."]

[Upon hearing this, the Great Golden Crow immediately turns to the Ninth Golden Crow, saying: "Xiaojiu! From now on, you follow me every day."]

[The Ninth Golden Crow, upon hearing this, drops its wings, which had been ready to soar, feeling somewhat dejected.]

[Usually, the nine Golden Crows always accompanied the nine Cloud Birds, traversing the world to absorb Red Dust Qi to aid their cultivation, which included the prayers of all beings and tales spread among tribes.]

[These tales always piqued the interest of a few Golden Crows, yet, due to their parents’ presence, they could never linger too long, needing to continue onward.]

[Once, the Ninth Golden Crow lingered playfully too long at a certain place, and its powerful light almost scorched the weak little beings born in the "Era of Permanence," nearly causing a disaster.]

...

[The Primordial Spirits of Xixi and Qingqing are second only to Donghuang Taiyi, manifesting as a round, white Great Sun.]

[This white Great Sun radiates soft and warm light, complementing Donghuang Taiyi’s power, forming a wondrous balance that holds an indescribable strong allure, as if it could pull all things toward it.]

[In the Golden Palace, these three Great Suns illuminate each other, each fusion significantly boosting their cultivation, their Primordial Spirits and magical power becoming more refined.]

[Donghuang Taiyi and these two wives spent centuries together in the Golden Palace, feeling their cultivation advancing daily, Donghuang Taiyi mused inwardly: "Is this the wonder of Dual Cultivation?"]

[Donghuang Taiyi embraced from both sides, spending frivolous days with his two lovely wives, then lazily lying in the soft and comfortable world, thinking having eighteen offspring to share his burdens is truly a blessing.]

[After working for so long, can’t I enjoy a little?]

[The three Great Suns continue cultivation.]

...

[During the time Donghuang Taiyi and his two wives are in closed-door cultivation, the outside world undergoes upheaval.]

[Despite diligent cultivation, the "beings" born in the Era of Permanence find it difficult to surpass the natural barrier of the "eight hundred days life limit," in contrast to the First Generation offspring of Innate Ancient Gods, who appear blessed by fate, enjoying far longer lifespans even while idle.]

[Feelings of envy and jealousy grow like wild grass in their hearts, spreading uncontrollably.]

[Knowing they were incapable of contending with the "Innate Ancient Gods", they turned to a dire enemy of the Ancient Gods - "Fierce", acquiring the power of "Fierce".]

[They sowed discord, inciting conflict among the "Innate Ancient Gods".]

[Tribes fiercely battled for the "Red Dust Qi", competing for every inch of territory. Until the First Generation descendant of a Northern Ancient God was treacherously harmed by a hostile tribe colluding with "Fierce", only then did the battlefield reluctantly draw to a close.]

[The Innate Ancient God, who lost his beloved child, erupted with anger like a volcano, unable to bear the anguish of losing his son. Thus, he and the Southern Ancient God clashed fiercely, drawing many innocent tribes into the calamity, ultimately reducing them to ashes.]

[At that time, Golden Crow Xiaojiu tried to intervene, but an arrow crafted by "Fierce" pierced through the Great Sun Primordial Spirit.]

[The Great Sun extinguished, and a pitch-black crow quietly fell from the sky, its whereabouts unknown.]

[The world abruptly plunged into darkness.]

["Boom!" The Heart Spirit of the Great Golden Crow trembled; he manifested the "Great Sun Primordial Spirit" to survey the land, but could not find a trace of "Xiaojiu", instantly becoming anxious.]

[In recent days, his cultivation had made breakthroughs, hence allowing Xiaojiu to survey the land, and now trouble had arisen?]

[The Great Golden Crow questioned the two battling Ancient Gods: "What have you done to Xiaojiu?"]

[Gradually calming their rage, the two Ancient Gods realized the grievous calamity they had wrought. The Northern Ancient God "Kun" spoke solemnly, "Eldest Crown Prince, in the heat of battle, we failed to notice Ninth Crown Prince’s plight. All of this is the fault of Ugly’s tribe; they cruelly murdered my thirteenth descendant."]

[The Southern Ancient God "Ugly" swiftly argued, "I have repeatedly stated, it was not my tribe’s doing."]

[Northern Ancient God "Kun" looked furiously at "Ugly".]

[The Great Golden Crow, uninterested in their quarrel, anxiously interrupted, "The priority is to jointly find Xiaojiu!"]

[Without locating Xiaojiu, he could not face his father and mother.]

[The three searched diligently for "a hundred days" in the surrounding area, yet found nothing. The Great Golden Crow’s wrath finally exploded entirely: "If you cannot find Xiaojiu, then this world shall have no sun!"]

[The Great Golden Crow, burning with rage, returned to the withered tree of the East Valley; he sternly admonished his brothers and sisters, that he would no longer transform into the Great Sun to patrol the world.]

[Eternal Night quietly enveloped the earth once again; this time, all beings deeply felt the piercing cold, vegetation withering rapidly in the frigid wind, rivers freezing into solid ice.]

[During the long "hundred-day" night, apart from cultivators who had achieved success and the descendants of the Innate Ancient Gods, nearly all other beings could hardly survive. Over ninety percent of life vanished in this boundless darkness.]

[And the disappearance of these lives gave rise to endless "resentment", this resentment wandering the world, nourishing more "Fierce".]

[Witnessing their people vanishing like tides, the Innate Ancient God’s descendants felt uncontrollable anger surging in their hearts, heading to East Valley with "Fierce" together to question the Great Golden Crow.]

[Provoked, the Great Golden Crow killed them on the spot.]

[Now the Ancient God’s descendants were furious; all were descendants of Ancient Gods, why should you be one level above, the tribes united to hunt down the Great Golden Crow.]

[In an instant, eight wheels of Great Suns emerged in the sky, their fiery light akin to the flames of a Melting Furnace, dissolving everything on earth.]

["Enough!" The Innate Ancient God, witnessing the desolate and scorched earth, roared angrily, questioning the eight descendants of the East Emperor, "You are descendants of the East Emperor; we are your father’s subjects. How can you bear to commit such an inhuman act?"]

["Uncle, is it not light you wanted?" The Great Golden Crow sneered, "Is this what you sought; are you satisfied now?"]

[A war engulfing the world broke out, with four forces beginning to slaughter each other.]

[The eight Golden Crows and nine Cloud Birds had but one thought in their minds, to find their lost brother.]

[Meanwhile, the twelve Innate Ancient Gods split into two factions; one sworn to kill the Golden Crow in wrath, led by the "Northern Ancient God", with ten Gods.]

[The other fervently advocated halting this unnecessary war, but with only two Gods, barely able to protect themselves.]

[Lastly, "Fierce" muddled the waters all around.]

[The rage of the warring parties grew ever fiercer.]

[Finally, "Fierce" found a prime opportunity, shooting an arrow at the "Five-Colored Cloud Bird" Primordial Spirit who struggled against the fierce assault of the Innate Ancient Gods. Instantly, the bird’s brilliant colors dimmed, and it plummeted from the sky, its fate unknown.]

["Sister!" The Great Golden Crow’s eyes widened with fury, almost spitting fire, driven back steadily by the Northern Ancient God’s attacks.

Seeing the rest of his brothers and sisters teetering on the brink of collapse under the fierce offensive of the remaining five Innate Ancient Gods, and the Great Golden Crow could only watch helplessly, his heart torn asunder.

The Great Golden Crow suddenly remembered the Supreme Treasure "Little Bell" bestowed by his father.