Zhu Jiuyin's gaze solidified.

　　Those scenes merely flashed before His eyes, unnoticed by anyone else. This was the so-called isotopic variant, the manifestation of the same existence in different worlds, different facets of the same existence's true spirit. Emotions and experiences could be shared.

　　Or rather, those experiences and emotions were hidden in the depths of each other's subconscious.

　　Normally, Zhu Jiuyin and His other self tacitly avoided delving into each other's memories.

　　But now, His other self had directly thrown a deep-sea nuclear explosion, smashing all those memories, emotions, and experiences onto Zhu Jiuyin's face.

　　Memories churned, emotions surged like tidal waves, words spoken were His own, actions taken were personally done by Him.

　　Calm down, calm down…

　　Zhu Jiuyin raised His head and saw Wei Yuan, his white hair cascading down, bound with a wooden hairpin, standing in front of Him. The latter was being overly obsequious in pouring tea, standing too close. Zhu Jiuyin's right hand felt a strange itch, as if He had done something in the past, and when all the preconditions for that action were presented again,

　　He couldn't help but want to do it again.

　　His pale, slender hand with distinct joints directly lifted Wei Yuan's chin.

　　This action was completed even before Zhu Jiuyin Himself could react.

　　Wei Yuan: “???”

　　This feeling is a bit familiar…

　　“!!!”

　　Before Curator Wei could finish his thought, Zhu Jiuyin clenched His fingers into a Heaven-Supporting Palm (Tuō Tiān Zhǎng), gripping Wei Yuan's face and twisting His body, exerting force. Wei Yuan's cheeks rippled as if stretched at high speed, His brain shaking beyond the speed of a meteor, His thoughts instantly blank.

　　Then, with a rotation speed accelerated to a cosmic level.

　　Then, with a deafening boom, the Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon (Zhúzhào Jiǔ Yōu zhī Lóng), also possessing some Heaven-Supporting power, slammed Wei Yuan's head into the table.

　　Boom!

　　In the lucid dream, a miniature nuclear mushroom cloud appeared.

　　Crack, crack…

　　Cracks spread across the ground.

　　Curator Wei's head was buried in the ground.

　　Zhu Jiuyin's smooth black hair exploded, He panted, His chest rising and falling, gritting His teeth, the hand gripping the ink-black Red Dragon-patterned folding fan clenched tightly.

　　Xuanyuan: “…”

　　Xingtian: “…”

　　Shennong: “…”

　　They finally realized that this person, their own strategist, who single-handedly supported the Nine Nether Kingdom, possessed the true power to prop up the heavens and earth. In terms of pure strength, His true form, the Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon, completely crushed them.

　　A brute!

　　A brute of extremely high purity!

　　But also a brute who had maxed out his strategic skills!

　　Da Yi, who had recovered a bit and opened his eyes: “…”

　　Da Yi looked at Zhu Jiuyin, then at Wei Yuan, who was upside down.

　　Pondering.

　　So Da Yi closed his eyes peacefully.

　　Xuanyuan reacted the next moment, suddenly pouncing next to Da Yi, grabbing Da Yi's shoulders and shaking him, “Da Yi, Da Yi, what's wrong with you! Don't die, Da Yi!”

　　Xuanyuan's face was full of tragic heroism.

　　He looked at the bewildered Shennong next to him: “Brother Jiang, let's go!”

　　“A Yi needs treatment!”

　　“We will never abandon him, never give up! We must not give up on him!”

　　Da Yi tried to raise his head.

　　Xuanyuan slapped him back down.

　　Shennong pondered.

　　Finally reacting, for some reason, the atmosphere felt like they could be silenced at any moment. The ancient-looking Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon, shrouded in mist, was staring at you, as if He would give you a Nine Nether physical amnesia technique in the next moment.

　　On another level, do you want to try being punched in the head by Pangu?

　　Shennong's face stiffened, and he responded cheerfully, “That's right, haha, we're leaving now!”

　　One carried Da Yi's shoulders, the other carried his legs.

　　Chi You helped pick up the manifested war bow.

　　The three guys laughed and ran away in a puff of smoke.

　　Leaving only Xingtian.

　　Xingtian looked at Zhu Jiuyin.

　　Looked at the few bastards who instantly sold out their teammates and ran away.

　　Xingtian was thoughtful.

　　He reached out, supported his chin, and popped his head off. When Xingtian's head was about to run, his body suddenly resisted, grabbed Xingtian's head with both hands, and carefully placed it on the re-manifested stone table.

　　Then he very carefully straightened it, so that Xingtian faced Zhu Jiuyin directly.

　　Then Xingtian's body bowed.

　　Bowed again.

　　Bowed a third time.

　　The ceremony was complete.

　　Burning incense, then running away.

　　Xingtian: “??!!!”

　　Furious: “You are my body! Come back! Come back! What have you been watching lately? You are a warrior, not an assassin! Do you think you are Jing Ke?!”

　　“Come back!”

　　Xingtian's body grinned and replied, “Hahahaha, didn't expect that, you pig brain.”

　　“How could I be controlled by you?!”

　　“We are all born equal, no one can be high above.”

　　Xingtian's head was furious: “I am your head!”

　　“If your head doesn't grow on top, does it grow down below?!”

　　Xingtian's body: “…”

　　Zhu Jiuyin flicked His sleeve, and Xingtian's head flew out, drawing a standard parabola in the air, and then accurately smashed into Xingtian's body, which was running happily away, like knocking down a bowling pin.

　　Zhu Jiuyin pulled Wei Yuan out.

　　Wei Yuan's eyes were seeing stars, His body was indestructible, and even His soul had been tempered to a considerable degree. He looked at the Candle Dragon in front of him with a bewildered expression, “What's wrong with you…”

　　“You were standing too close.”

　　“I… This Seat couldn't hold back for a moment.”

　　Zhu Jiuyin was expressionless.

　　Wei Yuan wasn't stupid. Or, as a person with normal intelligence, although he couldn't outsmart these old schemers, he had an extraordinary talent for watching the drama. Wei Yuan instantly thought of the isotopic variant that the other Zhu Jiuyin mentioned, and as soon as he thought of that, he naturally thought of what happened back then.

　　“The mist on your face, could it be that your face is really that…”

　　Zhu Jiuyin's face stiffened.

　　His pale fingers directly grabbed the museum curator's head and slammed it back.

　　Boom!!!

　　The ancient five-man brute squad in the distance shrank their necks, watching another splendid mushroom cloud explode in the lucid dream, and then after a while, it exploded again, and Zhu Jiuyin's gritted voice came:

　　“Get rid of this Seat's memories!”

　　“But… my constitution, after my soul has been tempered, I can't forget it… I can't forget it for the rest of my life…”

　　“Then I'll help you!”

　　A deafening roar!

　　The earth trembled, and a nuclear mushroom cloud of unknown magnitude exploded. Xuanyuan glanced at the area, the trembling feeling made him feel like he was being massaged by a massage chair, numb and comfortable, then he looked away indifferently and played the cards in his hand: “Three twos.”

　　“Anyone want it?”

　　“Can't beat it.”

　　“I'll call the landlord!”

　　After Xuanyuan won this game of cards again, the bored Xuanyuan Huangdi yawned.

　　He supported his chin with one hand, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes thoughtful: “Do you think A Yuan knows something about Zhu Jiuyin? Why would Zhu Jiuyin, such a cunning guy, become like this?”

　　He opened his right hand, and the poker cards scattered on the ground.

　　“Why don't we try asking the Hetu Luoshu?”

　　The Hetu Luoshu was in this lucid dream. With Shennong and his gang abstaining, and Da Yi playing dead, the pure brute squad won with a score of three to one, and took out the Hetu Luoshu placed in the lucid dream. Emperor Xuanyuan solemnly asked: “Hetu Luoshu, answer my question.”

　　“Why is A Yuan being attacked so violently by Zhu Jiuyin, and why has the Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon's temperament changed so drastically?”

　　“Is this the distortion of human nature behind it, or…”

　　“Get out of the way!”

　　Chi You slapped away Emperor Xuanyuan, who had recently been diligently watching TV documentaries about the Shenzhou of the human race in the Nine Nether, with a pair of ink-colored pupils looking at the Hetu Luoshu: “What is the grudge between them?”

　　The Hetu Luoshu instantly began to deduce.

　　Then it replied: “Respected and incomparably powerful Lord of the Nine Li, the relationship between them seems to go back a long time, it's very complicated, do you want me to start from the beginning?”

　　“Forget it, then just ask about what happened recently.”

　　“Okay! Your Little Luo is serving you sincerely, remember to give a good review~”

　　A series of pictures appeared on the Hetu Luoshu and began to evolve. Xingtian, Xuanyuan, Chi You, and Shennong were in front of the stone tablet, they were touching their chins with their fingers, and they were very absorbed in watching: “Oh, it looks very familiar…”

　　“It has a bit of the architectural style of the Great Wilderness back then.”

　　“Hoo, is it about to start?”

　　“What exactly happened, what was encountered, what exactly Zhu Jiuyin…”

　　Pa…

　　The picture stopped abruptly.

　　Xuanyuan's gaze subconsciously raised upward.

　　A pale, slender hand with distinct joints grabbed the Hetu Luoshu.

　　The face of Zhu Jiuyin, with a smile, slowly appeared.

　　The ancient five-man brute squad: stopped breathing.

　　Pressing down hard on the Hetu Luoshu, the Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon's knee heavily pressed against the Hetu Luoshu, and with a thunderous roar that shook the earth, the Hetu Luoshu was directly buried. After a moment, the stone tablet covered with fine lines seemed to have burned out.

　　The Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon said in a gentle voice: “Fuxi can tear you apart.”

　　“This Seat can do the same.”

　　“Understand?”

　　The Hetu Luoshu, which was made of such a hard material, actually nodded frantically.

　　After a moment…

　　“So, that's pretty much it. Da Yi has now recovered part of his true spirit, Fuxi's situation is questionable, and Nuwa's whereabouts are even more unknown. It is said that only people with fate can see her, but there are too many people in this world, how can we find such a destined person?”

　　Wei Yuan, whose forehead was squirting blood, completed the Great Wilderness report in a serious manner.

　　Zhu Jiuyin pondered.

　　“Why don't we just kill Chang Xi…”

　　“God of Buzhou Mountain, find a way to crash again.”

　　Wei Yuan: “??!”

　　The Candle-Illuminating Nine Nether Dragon, wearing a gray robe and with an ancient face obscured by mist, raised His head and said lightly, “You misheard.”

　　“Ah, this… Ahahaha, I really did, I really did mishear.”

　　Zhu Jiuyin picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly, “Fuxi, this is one of the biggest problems. Where is Fuxi at this moment, his whereabouts, his purpose, his plan, and whether or not he indirectly caused the Ten Suns Calamity, and whether or not it was him who had Yi shoot down the nine suns.”

　　“If it was him, what is the reason?”

　　“If it wasn't him, then how can the person who is pretending to be him guarantee that Fuxi himself, and Nuwa, who is very close to Fuxi, will not suddenly appear and recognize him?”

　　Wei Yuan's expression froze slightly: “You mean…”

　　“If that is Fuxi, then he is one of the enemies, and if he is not Fuxi.”

　　“Then he is a direct insider, or even the mastermind, behind the mystery of Fuxi and Nuwa.”

　　Zhu Jiuyin said in a cold tone: “Therefore, I would rather he be Fuxi. If he is not Fuxi, then he is probably involved with both Nuwa and Fuxi, and then used Fuxi's identity to play against Dijun, leading to the direct fuse of the war between humans and gods.”

　　“This is even more terrifying than facing Fuxi.”

　　The people in the lucid dream fell silent.

　　Then Wei Yuan looked at the Hetu Luoshu next to him, Xuanyuan pondered, and Xuanyuan also looked over. So a bunch of brutes in the museum looked at the Hetu Luoshu, and the Hetu Luoshu's patterns froze and stopped flowing. Wei Yuan said: “Forget it… I won't make it difficult for you.”

　　Even deducing the Queen Mother of the West would make the Hetu Luoshu rather kill itself.

　　If you deduce Fuxi, this guy might just crash into seven or eight pieces on the spot.

　　However, Wei Yuan really did have something he wanted to ask. He said, “You are not the true body now, and your deduction ability is limited. Um, ask, do you know where I can get Nuwa's Soil now?”

　　Now, Nuwa's Soil is related to the First Emperor, Da Yi, and King Yu.

　　It is an extremely important natural treasure.

　　Patterns appeared on the Hetu Luoshu, constantly changing.

　　In the end, a familiar picture appeared. Wei Yuan was stunned, because this was the old street, the familiar museum. Then the picture locked on a girl with soft and large eyes and a dignified appearance, with a smile on her face and her eyes slightly curved.

　　“A Zhao…”

　　Wei Yuan said the name.

　　Then he recalled the origin of this girl. She appeared suddenly, suspected to be an ancient cultivator, who woke up in the modern world for some special reason. She only remembered her name was Chen Zhao, and she didn't remember anything else.

　　Does she know the whereabouts of Nuwa's Soil?

　　Wei Yuan thought about it. He could just ask the Hetu Luoshu which era this girl Chen Zhao was from, what experiences she had in history, and then use that to restore her memory in exchange for Nuwa's Soil. His voice paused slightly, and he said:

　　“Hetu Luoshu, next question…”

　　“Her historical identity.”

　　"Who is she?"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of light appeared on the Hetu Luoshu.

　　ps: The second update today…