The warm spring sun shines down on the mud house courtyard, This mud house looks freshly constructed.
In the middle of the courtyard lay a guy sound asleep on the ground. He had delicate yet sharp features that would surely catch the eye of both men and women if he were on Earth.
The fresh breeze blew over Feng Lou's face, lifting his hair, and he slowly woke up from his sleep.
He stretched himself very comfortably.
He has forgotten how long it had been since he last had that peaceful sleep.
It seems he was always busy before.
Busy studying, Busy at work, and Busy starting a business.
He never got to appreciate the peaceful modern world.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary guy living on a planet called Earth and now he is the grandson of the ancestor of humanity in this dangerous world.
It's been almost 500 years since humanity's creation by the goddess Nuwa, No monster other than the witch race has dared to step foot into human territory because of the Saintness Nuwa.
Following the creation of humanity, Goddess Nuwa earned great merit from the heavens. Utilizing this merit, she ascended to become the first Saint of Heaven after the Taoist Ancestor, Hong Jun.
She was not alone in receiving these merits. The people of humanity also received their share, although fewer in number. Nevertheless, these merits were enough to repel certain mindless monsters who dared question the powers of the saintess.
Despite being part of the third generation of humanity, he too received some merits. However, they were so modest that monsters wouldn't even hesitate to disregard the repercussions from the way of heaven for killing someone with merit.
Nick, or rather, Feng Lou now. In his previous life, he used to read a lot of mythos so he has some basic information about the prehistoric world. but the only thing he definitely knows about this world is that this is a dangerous world where godlike beings are everywhere. Everything under the saint is an ant that can be crushed at any moment.
Feng Lou's eyes snapped shut as he delved into the depths of his mind. here, within his mind sea, rested a bell—half golden, half black—the very culprit that had transported him to this dangerous world.
One day he was just going on his day and he came up on a street stall that was selling antiques and he saw this bell, it was fully golden in color and was shining. he was interested in it so he purchased it and returned home, only to encounter an unforeseen mishap: a mere nick on his hand, a drop of blood staining the bell's surface. In that instant, his reality twisted, and he found himself here, as the grandson of humanity's ancestor.
"When will you fully recharge?" Feng Lou clamored, his gaze fixed upon the bell. he doesn't know what the bell is but he knows it was his only way of surviving in this world.
He knows the future of humanity, the protagonist of heaven in name and merit slaves of the saints in reality. Although he wants to change that but he is afraid of the saints. The saints are omnipotent and omniscient. The only reason he is alive right now is because the only saints right now are goddess Nuwa and the absent Taoist ancestor, Hong Jun. Goddess Nuwa will definitely not kill her creation and the Taoist ancestor doesn't care about the mortal world anymore as he is busy merging with the way of heaven. But once the remaining destined saints ascend, they will not let him live.
Right now, he is only a human immortal, although the power flowing through his veins makes it seem like he can blow the earth. Yet, in reality, he can't even dent the soil beneath his feet. humanity right now is weakest and strongest at the same time. Weakest in strength, with only two heavenly immortals in the entire race. However, they are also the strongest, thanks to the protective mantle bestowed by Goddess Nuwa.
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After contemplating his life Feng Lou got up from the floorboard he was lying on and went outside.
He has three brothers and two sisters, all of them human immortals like him.
His eldest brother is on the verge of attaining Profound Immortal status, the standard rank for creatures in the prehistoric world.
While he was walking around the human base, suddenly a hand touched his shoulder and when he looked back he saw it was his eldest brother Feng Yi.
In his hand, there was a strange flower. It had lots of colors, but it looked black, making it seem odd.
"Xiao Luo," Feng Yi exclaimed, his voice alive with excitement, "I found this spiritual flower on my hunt today. Since you're stuck at a low level of human immortality, I thought this might help you break through to the mid-level."
Feng Lou expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Brother." Right as he touched the flower the bell in the depths of his mind started pulsing, realizing this might help him power up the bell. he quickly accepted the flower, bid farewell to his brother, and hurried back to his courtyard.