I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 345 The Supreme Being in the Nursing Home

On the passenger plane.

Nineteen-year-old Feng Fuxi pressed his face against the plane window, staring blankly at the giant wings of the unidentified creature on the horizon. He saw a massive portal reaching from the sky to the ground.

I saw a Bodhisattva holding a jade vase, a tiger with wings on its back, and the legendary phoenix and dragon.
She habitually picked up her phone, took a picture, and sent it to Uncle Zhou.

Uncle Zhou only replied with three words.

"very scary."

Since a few years ago, civil aviation has widely adopted Wi-Fi.

Amidst gasps and exclamations from the cabin, the passenger plane began its slow descent, heading towards Lushu City Airport. Feng Fuxi gazed at the city that had given her birth and nurtured her, recalling Uncle Zhou's words.
It is said that a long, long time ago, this city was called Dog-Extinction City—because dogs were not allowed in the city.

As for now, although Green Water City is a third-tier city, it is also a well-known "dog-loving city" with a dedicated dog park that rivals the cat island in Oriental City, attracting many tourists every year.

Through the plane window, Feng Fuxi took one last look at the enormous figures gradually fading into the distance on the horizon.

Whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that those people, or rather, gods, seemed to be watching her.

Their gazes were so intense, as if they were yearning.

Feng Fuxi shrank his neck.

The plane slowly came to a stop and taxied. Amidst the noise, Feng Fuxi carried his suitcase and strode out of the cabin, ran across the jet bridge, and struggled for a long time in the crowd before finally squeezing out of the only airport in Lushui City.

"Uncle Zhou! Over here!" the girl called out loudly.

A middle-aged man with silver streaks in his black hair walked over and affectionately ruffled the girl's hair: "How long is the holiday this time?"

"A week, but I reckon the holiday will be extended." She picked up her phone and waved it, pointing to the photo she had just taken: "It looks like something terrible has happened. Is it some kind of monster from a book?"

Zhou Mu shook his head and said with a smile:

"Who knows? If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Feng Fuxi smiled and squinted his eyes:

"By the way, Uncle Zhou, my classmate is coming over later. Can he stay at our house for two nights?"

"And another thing, Uncle Zhou, I've started having that nightmare again these past two days. There are lots of monsters in the dream, and they call me Your Majesty."

"It's been keeping me up at night for days, it's so annoying!"

The girl chattered on and on, while Zhou Mu, whose back was slightly hunched, listened with amusement.

"Now that I'm home, I can finally get a good night's sleep."

He spoke gently as he put the luggage into the trunk of the taxi.

"You get carsick, want to sit in the front?"

"Okay, Uncle Zhou!"

………………

‘Dong-dong-dong! ’

The deafening roar echoed through the cities, leaving over 99% of the population bewildered and unaware of what was happening.

After the Heavenly Stele decreed that "no spirits are allowed after the founding of the nation," and after Tianpeng (the Heavenly General) divided the five continents by diverting the Weak Water, the common people of the Central Court had almost no contact with gods, ghosts, demons, or monsters.
For ordinary people, demons and monsters are just legends that exist only in books. In recent years, some people have even publicly questioned the authenticity of demons and monsters, believing that they are a hoax from the government.

until today.

The whole world trembled with each resounding 'thud.' In the metropolis, someone stood atop a skyscraper, gazing up at the southern sky, and saw an enormous, indescribable wing that blotted out the horizon, its giant feathers adorned with ancient stars.

"what is that?"

Many people asked this question.

at the same time.

In the three continents of the east, west, and north, ghostly mists rose, the Buddha opened his eyes, and the great moon hung across the sky.

Hokuriku.

The aged Northern Emperor coughed up a mouthful of black blood. This was an injury inflicted by the Human Emperor with a single finger when he attacked the Central Human Dynasty hundreds of years ago, and it had not healed to this day.

"Demon Master".

The Northern Emperor bowed respectfully to the old man before him, who nodded slightly and took a deep breath.

"The mortal realm..."

The Kunpeng, disguised as an old man, smiled, its eyes shining brightly like two golden lamps.

He put his hands behind his back and said:
"In ten thousand years, you have accomplished nothing. It seems that Fellow Daoist Di Jun misjudged you back then."

The Northern Emperor's lips moved, and he said bitterly:
"You are unaware, Demon Master, everything was fine until that person appeared."

"You mean, the new Ziwei Emperor?" Kunpeng lowered his eyelids, sensing the familiar yet terrifying aura gradually filling the world, and said calmly:
"That person is indeed a bit strange. I have already seen through the past and present since I first entered the mortal world, but I can't see him clearly, nor can I see his origin. But it doesn't matter."

As he spoke, Kunpeng stretched out a hand and stroked the illusory sun and moon:
"Now all matters in the mortal world are no longer your concern, including the new Northern Emperor—this demon dynasty will be taken over by me."

The Northern Emperor remained silent for a moment, but ultimately dared not disobey and simply nodded.

He paused, then asked cautiously:
"Humans have once again become the protagonists of heaven and earth. Aren't you going to vie for the position of human ruler?"

Kunpeng shook his head and sneered:

"The position of human ruler? What use is it? Heaven has ordained the great trend, and the demons are the protagonists of the Fourth Era, which is unchangeable and irreversible."

The Northern Emperor listened with some confusion. Although he was a Great Luo Immortal, he was not qualified to come into contact with the [Eternal Monument], nor did he know what the preordained destiny was.

Kunpeng continued:
"Whoever can be the Demon Lord can be the Lord of the Mortal Realm—the so-called Human Dynasty is completely unimportant."

After a moment, the old man's gaze deepened, and the sound of crashing waves from the North Sea could be faintly heard around him.

He said:

"To become the Demon Lord, one must employ a person."

"Who?" the Northern Emperor couldn't help but ask.

The old man, who was actually a Kunpeng, became extremely solemn and said in a low voice:

"The first human emperor of the human race."

"Fuxi."

Upon hearing this, a look of bewilderment appeared on the Northern Emperor's face:

"Fuxi?? What is his relationship with the Demon Lord?"

Kunpeng said calmly:
“It wouldn’t hurt to tell you. After Nuwa relinquished her position as Demon Lord, the new Demon Lord was actually Fuxi. Fuxi later became the Human Emperor, but he never actually gave up his position as Demon Lord.”

As he spoke, he crushed the illusory sun and moon in his palm to dust, and continued:
"Therefore, to become the Demon Lord, one must take that person from Fuxi and take the thing that can bear the position of Demon Lord—however, according to the general trend, Fuxi's true spirit has already entered the cycle of reincarnation and has arrived in this world."

The Northern Emperor's pupils contracted slightly:
"Has Fuxi been reincarnated?"

"Hmm, it's highly likely that he hasn't awakened his innate wisdom yet, but I can see that the reincarnation of Fuxi is in the human court."

"Then why don't you capture the reincarnation of Fuxi?"

"The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind." Kunpeng raised his eyelids: "And I'm not the only one who has returned; there's Qilin, Phoenix, Ancestral Dragon, and Gouchen."

"All fellow Daoists are aware of the matter of Fuxi's reincarnation."

"Whoever stands out first will be hunted down by everyone."

Therefore, we should proceed slowly and methodically.

As he spoke, a meaningful smile appeared on Kunpeng's face:

“However, I cannot appear immediately, but you can—go to the People’s Court, go there.”

He stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.

Following Kunpeng's pointing finger, the Northern Emperor gazed into the distance, his eyes piercing through the infinitely distant void.

Through the overwhelming fortune of the people, one can barely glimpse a small city that is neither large nor prosperous.

Sensing the heavens and earth, the Northern Emperor, as a Great Luo, was responded to by the heavens and earth and naturally learned the name of that small city.

He read out, “Lushui City.”

"Go."

Zu Kunpeng sat calmly on the imperial throne and said:
"I'm afraid the other fellow Daoists will also send people there, but with less fanfare. Although the Human Dynasty is not worth mentioning, it is somewhat strange. My eyes cannot fully see through and observe the Human Dynasty. That's true."

"After all, at this moment, the human race is still the protagonist of heaven and earth."

As he spoke, he pointed, and a phantom figure appeared.

"As the heavens and the general trend have shown, this is the reincarnation of Fuxi."

"Be careful in your actions. Do not disturb the court or provoke the reincarnation of Fuxi too much, lest he unravel the mystery of his birth and awaken his memories of his past life."

"Yes, Demon Master." The Northern Emperor bowed, raised his head, and firmly memorized the illusory face—a young girl.

That Emperor Fuxi was reincarnated as a girl.

He doesn't look very old.

Similar scenes are happening all over the world.

"The position of Demon Lord." Many powerful figures had eyes burning with fervor.

Everyone wants to seize the initiative.

Those who are closer to Fuxi have a greater chance of attaining his position.

"Fuxi!" The great supernatural beings chewed over this name.

………………

"Uncle Zhou!" Feng Fu called out with a smile, turning around to look at the middle-aged man who seemed to be dozing off with his head down.

“Here we are!”

Zhou Mu opened his eyes, rubbed his temples which were a little sore from observing the chess game for so long, and scanned the payment code with his phone:

"Master, the money has been taken."

He got out of the car with Feng Fuxi, and they stood outside a small manor with their luggage. Next to the manor stood a crooked sign.

Green Water Nursing Home.

Zhou Mu is the director of this nursing home.

‘Squeak~’

Accompanied by the harsh scraping sound of the rusty iron gate, the two walked into the nursing home side by side, and Feng Fuxi called out loudly:
"Grandma Jin!"

"Grandpa Lu!"

"Grandpa Kong!"

In the courtyard of the nursing home, three elderly people were reclining in their chairs watching the sunset. At this moment, they all stood up with smiles and called out to Xiao Fuxi.

Feng Fuxi hopped and skipped:
Where is Grandpa Zhao?

"Oh, he's fishing in the backyard." Grandma Jin patted Feng Fuxi's head. "How's school? Are you paying attention in class?"

"Grandma Jin, you know my grades." Feng Fuxi said with a smile, "I'm the top student in our Lushui City. By the way, Grandma Jin, my classmate is coming over to play later."

"Oh, playing, so much fun." Grandma Jin said with a smile, watching the girl skip and jump towards the backyard, shaking her head with a laugh.

She said:

"This little guy is very close to Old Man Zhao."

Zhou Mu walked over, pulling his suitcase, and nodded calmly:
“Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi is the ancestor of Earth Immortals, unlike the three of you who are filled with murderous intent. It’s normal for the child to like him more.”

The Golden Emperor gave a slight bow:
"Have the immortals and Buddhas returned?"

"Ah."

Zhou Mu nodded slightly:

“From Kunpeng and Zulong to the original Western Gouchen and Southern Changsheng, they have all returned, but none of them have yet set foot in the territory of the Human Dynasty. They need time to ‘understand’ me.”

Grandpa Lu, fanning himself, said:
"Dean, if you ask me, wouldn't it be better to just wipe out all those fellow cultivators?"

"Not the time."

Zhou Mu shook his head:

"A Heavenly Court without immortals cannot be called a Heavenly Court. I will rebuild the Heavenly Court and bring these fellow Daoists back into the Heavenly Court's immortal register."

After a pause, He continued:

"One or two powerful cultivators are fine, but I'm not confident I can suppress more than that in one go, let alone some fellow cultivators who have supreme beings standing behind them."

Lu Ya seemed to be deep in thought:
"So, you've made Xiao Fuxi a 'target'?"

"Or rather, fishing bait?"

Zhou Mu nodded, then shook his head, his gaze becoming profound:
"That's what I thought when I brought the little girl back fifteen years ago, but later I found that something was not quite right."

"How so?" asked the bald old man, Mr. Kong, wearing a white vest, curiously.

After pondering for a moment, listening to the laughter and conversation of Feng Fuxi and Zhen Yuanzi in the backyard, Zhou Mu said:
"Everyone knows who the little girl was in her past life, but who exactly was she in her past life?"

"Fuxi is not just Fuxi."

Zhou Mu's gaze became incredibly profound:
"According to the previous analysis of the common people, Fuxi is the incarnation of a supreme being—but I did not see even the slightest trace of the cause and effect of a supreme being in her."

The three elders were slightly startled, and the Golden Emperor frowned and said:
"Could it be that the previous arguments were wrong, and Fuxi is indeed Fuxi?"

"Do not."

Zhou Mu shook his head and said decisively:

"I suspect that the supreme being who transformed into Fuxi was [Wa].

The three elders' expressions suddenly turned solemn, and they became somewhat alarmed. Nuwa?
Zhou Mu let out a breath:

"As you three fellow Daoists know, Nuwa is the mother of humankind and the [Lord of the Mortal Realm]—I will not hide it from you."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sense of majesty emanated from him:

"Just as I needed the Six Paths of Reincarnation to take the position of Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, the reason I haven't taken the position of Lord of the Mortal Realm all these years is that I've discovered something similar to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, something to support that great position."

"Where is the object? And what is it? Perhaps only Nuwa knows."

Grandma Jin, Old Man Lu, and Grandpa Kong exchanged glances, and then all turned their gazes toward Little Fuxi in the backyard.

They heard Dean Zhou say calmly:

"In fact, is the reincarnation of Feng Fuxi as Feng Fuxi a way for Nuwa to save herself? She must have been in a great predicament, in a great predicament created by one or more supreme beings."

The Golden Emperor seemed to have realized something, and his expression changed drastically:

"You mean that one or those supreme beings, upon discovering Xiao Fuxi, will definitely intervene?"

"Ah."

Zhou Mu raised his eyelids, his eyes reflecting the chessboard of the Daoist struggle.

He said calmly:

"The Supreme One has not yet escaped his predicament. He, or his incarnations, or his powerful subordinates, or even the Great Luo Immortals, will come to find Xiao Fuxi. Perhaps I can use this to trace back to the source and find the whereabouts of Nuwa."

The peacock then asked:

"However, the troublesome thing is, how do we distinguish between beings who came because of [Wa] and beings who came because of the [Demon Lord's Position] on Xiao Fuxu's body?"

Zhou Mu glanced at him, smiled and shook his head without answering. The latter realized he had asked a stupid question—the person in front of him was [Yuanshi].

All causes and effects are observed by the Primordial Beginning.

Lu Ya suddenly said:
"However, putting aside her identity as the reincarnation of Fuxi, you actually quite liked this girl, Xiao Fuxi, didn't you?"

Dean Zhou neither confirmed nor denied the statement.

At the same time, Feng Fuxi dragged the old man-looking Zhen Yuanzi out of the backyard.
The imposing aura emanating from Zhou Mu that had made the three powerful beings feel suffocated suddenly dissipated, and he appeared just like an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Uncle Zhou, where's my sister Xiao Nian? And where's Grandpa Zhong Shan?"

"Old Zhong, he went back to his hometown and won't be back for a while."

Grandpa Zhongshan is none other than Zhu Jiuyin—Zhu Jiuyin lived here until today, before he went to guide the immortals and Buddhas back.

"Hey? Where is Grandpa Zhong's hometown?"

"West." Zhou Mu pointed to the west, the direction of the Netherworld on Earth, and then smiled:
When will your friend arrive?

"I reckon it'll be soon. She's my best friend and she's very interested in Greenwater City. She says this place used to be the hometown of His Majesty the Emperor!"

Feng Fuxi curled his lip:
"But I think it's unlikely. If it were true, how could it be developing so poorly?"

As she spoke, she glanced at her watch and smiled:

"Uncle Zhou, I think it's about time. I'm going to pick up my friend."

Zhou Mu nodded slightly, watching as Xiao Fuxi ran out of the nursing home. Only after the latter left did the old man, who had just woken up, slowly walk out of the next room.

"Was that Xiao Fuxi who just came back?"

Jin Huang, Kong Que, Lu Ya, and Zhen Yuanzi all changed color at the same time, bowed, and quietly withdrew.

"Yes," Zhou Mu replied, "You've only been awake for a short while since Xiao Fuxi came back. Is the problem that serious?"

"What's wrong? The more serious my problem is, the happier you are, you little rascal, isn't that right?"

The old man laughed and cursed.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mu stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and said seriously:

"Not really, but I'm still quite worried about you. You have to hold on, lest you become too lonely without any rivals in the future."

"roll!"

The old man cursed in an annoyed tone:
"Play chess with me for a while!"

"No, I'm tired. I'm going fishing." Zhou Mu yawned and picked up his fishing rod. "Are you coming?"

Lao Tzu pondered for a moment, then readily nodded:

"Let's go have some fun."

(End of this chapter)