Guarding the ancient human race for a thousand years, yet ridiculed by the world.

Chapter 48 Mengmeng... she's dead.

Upon hearing this, Taiqing feigned surprise and asked, "Punishment? Who will punish me?"

"Hmph! Just you wait, the Heavenly Dao will soon unleash its punishment! Even if you are a saint, you won't fare well!"

Nuwa said coldly.

Taiqing's expression became even more exaggerated: "Really? This humble Taoist is terrified! Come on, come and kill this humble Taoist!"

He had a smile on his face.

Nuwa waited for a long time, but the entire prehistoric world was quiet, and there was no sign of heavenly punishment.

"What's going on?!"

Nuwa's face darkened.

He immediately looked at Taiqing.

Taiqing was also looking at her, his smile becoming even more playful.

"Taiqing!"

Nuwa suddenly looked at Taiqing: "What exactly is going on? Why isn't the Heavenly Dao reacting?!"

Taiqing exclaimed in surprise, "The Heavenly Dao? What reaction could the Heavenly Dao possibly have? I swore an oath to the Great Dao back then, so on what grounds does the Heavenly Dao have to punish me?"

Upon hearing this, Nuwa's expression changed!

His expression instantly turned ferocious.

"Taiqing! You tricked me?!"

Nuwa gritted her teeth, her chest burning with fury!

She was so angry that her breasts heaved violently, like waves!

"Oh dear, junior sister, how could you say that?"

Taiqing innocently replied, "You heard me clearly when I made that vow! Heaven and earth are my witness! You didn't object, did you?"

"Don't you think so?"

Taiqing smiled.

Nuwa's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

I never expected to be tricked by Taiqing!

Looking at the human race's fortune in Taiqing, it has risen to 45%.

Originally, Taiqing only had two people with human fortune.

And the luck of his own human race has also dropped to 45%!

The human fortune of Taiqing has actually become equal to that of the human saint!

In other words, Taiqing took away half of the human race's fortune from me!

They took another 20% from the human race's holy ruler!

That human saintly ruler still has one-third of the human race's fortune left!

Nuwa's face turned ashen!

Then it turned purple, and then white!

"Junior sister, there's nothing much going on with the human race now, so I'll take my leave! I wish you a speedy attainment of the Great Dao! Hahaha!"

Taiqing laughed and left.

It can be said that Taiqing is the biggest winner in this calamity for humanity.

Nuwa watched Taiqing's departing figure, biting her red lips:

"Taiqing! You tricked me in this great calamity, and I will not let you off so easily in the next one!"

Having said that, Nuwa angrily returned to the Nuwa Palace.

……

Months passed.

Human tribe.

On the peak of the Holy Monarch, a majestic statue of a saint has now been erected.

It is the image of the Supreme Purity Saint.

Viewed from the foot of the mountain, one can see this lifelike sculpture, as if it were a real person, overlooking all living beings, majestic, sacred and inviolable.

On the mountain path, countless figures climbed continuously, like a long dragon.

Xuandu ordered that the human race must climb the mountain to worship every day.

……

"May the Lord Taiqing bless us, may the Xiong family's incense burn ever on..."

"May the Supreme Saint above bless my wife so that she may conceive a child..."

People brought various offerings, livestock, and wine, and worshipped the sacred image.

They were devout, kneeling there and kowtowing repeatedly.

whoosh-

Suddenly a figure landed on Saint Monarch Peak.

His appearance was quite abrupt, but people seemed not to notice.

He was disheveled, his clothes were rumpled, and his beard was stubble, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

People don't care about this person.

I thought he was a beggar.

In human tribes, as people's lives gradually became more prosperous, some people became lazy, unambitious, idle, and unwilling to learn skills, eventually becoming beggars.

"What's going on? The statue of Taiqing?"

"Where is my cottage...?"

"Mengmeng, where's Mengmeng?"

That's right, this person is Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan traveled frantically and finally arrived in the Primordial World!

Along the way, he traveled long and arduous times, experiencing many hardships.

Lin Xuan ran quickly toward the thatched hut.

However, although the thatched hut did not collapse, it was smashed into pieces.

Several children were still throwing stones into it.

Lin Xuan ignored him and ran into the thatched hut.

Upon seeing everything inside the thatched hut, Lin Xuan's body trembled.

Inside the thatched hut, all the tables, chairs, pots, pans, and utensils were scattered on the ground.

The bed was also broken in two.

It also smelled of urine, which was nauseating.

There were also various rotten vegetable leaves and rotten egg prints on the wall.

A surge of anger ignited in Lin Xuan's eyes.

This is his home!

But now it has become like this!

Lin Xuan was panting heavily, his chest heaving.

What exactly happened?

Where's Mengmeng?

Lin Xuan calculated with his fingers.

However, no matter how he calculated, he still couldn't get a result.

I looked up and glanced up.

The entire sky of the primordial world was covered by a dense and gloomy aura of calamity.

The great calamity has reached its most critical moment.

Throughout the entire primordial land, battles and slaughters were constantly taking place.

Every day, countless lives are lost.

The secrets of heaven are obscured by the aura of a great calamity.

A bad feeling rose in Lin Xuan's heart.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

His heart was pounding like a hammer.

He quickly walked out of the hut.

I saw a child urinating into the hut.

Lin Xuan was furious.

"Don't pee here!"

Lin Xuan said angrily.

"None of your business, you stinking beggar! Hehehe..."

The child made a face at Lin Xuan and then ran away.

Lin Xuan was extremely flustered at this moment.

He hurriedly released his divine sense to search the human tribe.

However, Mengmeng was nowhere to be found!

Lin Xuan's face turned even paler.

"Suirenshi!"

Suddenly, Lin Xuan saw a familiar figure—it was Suirenshi!

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xuan took a step forward.

The next instant, Lin Xuan appeared in front of a cage cart.

Inside the cage, three figures were imprisoned.

These were Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi.

They were disheveled, filthy, and looked dejected.

Passersby spat at the three people in the cage.

"Bah! Traitors to humanity!"

"Should!"

Everyone who passes by will do the same.

In front of the cage cart stood a Taiqing Temple.

People came and went.

Talk and laugh.

Lin Xuan's gaze was leisurely.

"The Suiren family."

He spoke softly.

Inside the cage, Suirenshi's consciousness began to blur.

They kneel here, spitting at each other and being whipped every day, covered in wounds, like being in hell.

However, when he heard that voice, his body suddenly trembled!

"The Holy... Holy Ruler?!"

He suddenly looked up and uttered those words with difficulty.

"Tell me, what happened? Where's Mengmeng?"

Lin Xuan asked.

"You...you really are a sage ruler?!"

At this moment, Suirenshi was moved to tears.

"It's me! Tell me, what happened? Where's Mengmeng? Where is she???"

Lin Xuan roared.

"My Lord, you're finally back! Mengmeng...she..."

Suirenshi covered his face and wept.

"Tell me! Where's Mengmeng?!"

Lin Xuan roared nervously, veins bulging on his forehead.

My heart started pounding even harder.

"Mengmeng... she's dead."

(End of this chapter)