Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 245 - 219, Changes in the Primordial World

Chapter 245: Chapter 219, Changes in the Primordial World

Feathered Immortal approached from the front, chuckling, "Team leader, do you need my help?"

Bai Jin turned around and said, "It’s already built. How did the results of the Shouyang Mountain Wilderness Games turn out?"

Feathered Immortal replied with a proud grin, "Reporting to the team leader, I clinched the championship in the ten-thousand-li obstacle race. Lu Ya, that silly bird, got struck by a thunderbolt and cooked, hahaha~"

"Congratulations to my junior brother!"

"During the competition, Wuyun Immortal was targeted, lost the diving championship title, and the Heavenly Dao endorsed Tao Rhythm of Water was revoked from him and awarded to the new diving champion."

"Oh~ Junior brother Wuyun Immortal actually lost. Who is the new diving champion?"

"Mingyue Little Taoist from Wuzhuang Temple. It must be said, her luck was truly amazing. Other divers were fighting amongst themselves, perishing together, leaving the ordinary Ming Yue to surprisingly come out on top."

Bai Jin, taken aback, said, "A new champion emerges, and the previous one is stripped of the Tao Rhythm blessing?"

Feathered Immortal nodded and said, "Yes! There can only be one number one in the Three Realms."

Bai Jin contemplated deeply, "I really wasn’t aware of this. The competition in future Wilderness Games will become even fiercer. We must pay serious attention!"

Feathered Immortal nodded repeatedly, "Absolutely, since the end of the Wilderness Games, Wuyun Immortal has been continuously practicing diving. Senior brother, why don’t you go and persuade him? At this rate, he’s going to drive himself mad!"

"I understand."

Bai Jin, reassured, said, "To win a championship yourself and still worry about a fellow sect member’s defeat, Feathered Immortal, you are quite commendable."

Golden Peng grinned and said, "Worry about fellow sect members? Not at all! I just purely came to show off my championship to the team leader."

Bai Jin’s smile stiffened, and he called out irritably, "Get lost~"

"Haha~ Okay!" Feathered Immortal transformed into a streak of black lightning and vanished instantly.

...

On Xuanyuan’s Tomb, a Nine-tailed Fox, a Chicken, and a Lute were eagerly waiting at the mountain peak.

The Chicken said in a deep voice, "Sister, it’s been ten thousand years. We’ve waited for His Majesty for ten thousand years. When will His Majesty come to fetch us?"

The Nine-tailed Fox, sitting at the mountain peak and looking up at the starry sky, said melancholically, "What does ten thousand years mean to us?"

The Chicken said worriedly, "I fear His Majesty has long forgotten about us."

The poignant sound of the Lute played, conveying sorrow, concern, and unease.

...

After Dayu, the Human Clan flourished. Bai Jin also noticed that this Primordial World was different from the legends of his previous life. In the past, after the Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns, it was the Xia Dynasty followed by the Sealing God Battle. But now, the Primordial World still practiced abdication.

With the development of the Human Clan, Zhulu Imperial City was no longer effectively controlling the Human Clan, but rather, more and more Human Kings were being established, each governing on their own.

Now, ten thousand years have passed, and there is not even a trace of the Xia Dynasty. Bai Jin even doubted for a moment whether he was living in a fake Primordial World?

A thousand and seven hundred years after the era of Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns, the Human Clan spread across the Primordial Land. In the Nine States Great Xia Tribe, a Human King passed his throne to his son. The Human Clan officially entered a glorious era, established the Xia Dynasty on the vast lands, where the banner of Great Xia led, Immortal Gods followed, Demons submitted, marking the most prosperous era of the Human Clan.

...

Bai Jin walked on the Primordial Land, followed by Jingwei, who never seemed to grow up, and a chubby young girl, Little Long Ji.

Curious, Little Long Ji asked, "Master, where are we going?"

Jingwei also looked at Bai Jin, his eyes filled with inquiry.

Bai Jin smiled and said, "Your mother sent a message saying there’s an important matter to inform you about, specifically asking for you to come and see her."

Little Long Ji, stunned, said, "Ah~ my mother?"

Bai Jin turned his head to look at the plump Little Long Ji and said, "You forgot?"

Long Ji frowned and said, "I have a bit of an impression, but I can’t remember clearly."

Bai Jin laughed heartily and said, "Wait until you see her, your mother will definitely be surprised. The little bun has turned into a big winter melon."

Long Ji pouted at Bai Jin and complained indignantly, "Master, I’m not fat, I’m plump."

"Yes, yes, indeed very plump!"

Long Ji, holding onto Jingwei’s arm, coquettishly yelled, "Senior sister, Master is bullying me again."

"Let’s not cook for him today."

"Hehe~ Thank you, senior sister."

The three of them laughed and talked as they walked into a Human Clan city, effortlessly entering a spacious manor within the city.

Inside the majestic manor, cries of sorrow filled the air, and everyone coming and going looked heartbroken.

Bai Jin and his companions stood out of place in this environment, and as pedestrians passed by, none noticed their existence.

A middle-aged woman walked out from a room, her appearance plain but exuding an air of dignified elegance effortlessly entering the small world of Bai Jin and his companions without arousing any suspicion.

Bai Jin bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Aunt!"

Jingwei and Long Ji also hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Great Master Aunt!"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "No need for such formalities!" She turned to look at Long Ji, her smile faltering, ’This is my child, how could he be so plump?’

Bai Jin awkwardly said beside her, "Well, our Jie Sect’s food is indeed a bit too good, Little Long Ji has become a bit plump."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "A little plumpness is good."

Long Ji looked at the middle-aged woman, asking uncertainly, "Are you my mother?"

The middle-aged woman nodded with a smile, "Come here, let me have a good look at you."

Long Ji instinctively looked towards Bai Jin.

Bai Jin gave him a reassuring and encouraging look.

Long Ji, a bit nervously, walked towards the middle-aged woman and stood before her.

The middle-aged woman reached out, pulling Long Ji in, sizing him up and down before contentedly saying, "Good, very good!"

Long Ji, unsure of what to say, felt awkward and at a loss.

The middle-aged woman talked with Long Ji for a while. Bai Jin, who had been observing the surroundings, thought, ’Has something gone wrong with senior Hao Tian’s reincarnation? Why is everyone here so panic-stricken?’

"Jin Bai, what are you thinking about?" the middle-aged woman asked with a smile.

Bai Jin came back to his senses and asked, puzzled, "Master Aunt, has something gone wrong with senior Hao Tian’s reincarnation? I see that everyone here is quite alarmed!"

"Oh, it’s nothing serious, just that he’s about to die."

Uh~ Bai Jin widened his eyes, ’About to die? And that isn’t a big deal?!’

A sudden sense of alarm rose in Long Ji’s heart, and he hurriedly asked, "Mother, who did you say is about to die?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and replied, "Your father."

"Ah~" Long Ji exclaimed, instinctively running towards the grand hall.

The middle-aged woman caught Long Ji’s plump hand and said, "You can’t see him yet."

Long Ji, tears clouding his eyes, asked, "Why? My father is dying, and I’ve never met him, never ridden the Cloud Soaring Car with him, never played bumper cars with him, never enjoyed the Crazy Windmill together."

PS: In my understanding, the Primordial World is vast and boundless, with no concept of time, and with long periods between each Calamity; it’s not plausible that just over a thousand years after the Witch Demon Tribulation, we are already at the Sealing God Tribulation, so I’ve extended the timeline, with one Yuan being 129600 years.