The King of Black Fog

The tornado journey took a full three days.

"We're almost there!" A warrior of the Snake Clan exclaimed excitedly.

Throughout the journey, everyone was on edge, fearing an ambush by the mysterious warrior who had killed the three-tailed fox. As they saw the tribe ahead, smiles gradually appeared on their faces.

Even the corner of Snake Elder's eyes unconsciously relaxed a little.

The tornado slowly came to a halt, and the scene before Li Changzhou made him put away his indifferent demeanor.

He saw countless serpentine mountains standing tall, like giant pythons a thousand zhangs long turned to stone mid-worship. Each snake mountain housed villages, tribes, and nations.

Countries were not necessarily larger than tribes.

In the Barbaric Era, the concept of 'country' did not yet surpass 'tribe'.

Qingqiu Country was considered a nation because the next-generation tribe leader seized power through rebellion. To distinguish himself from the previous leader and emphasize his authority, he deliberately changed 'Qingqiu Clan' to 'Qingqiu Country'.

The Nuwa Clan has been passed down through the generations without a coup, so they naturally did not want to easily change the rules set by Nuwa. Even though their population far exceeds Qingqiu Country, they are still referred to externally as the 'Nuwa Clan tribe'.

"Each of these serpentine mountains was once a powerful figure with a divine position in the Nuwa Clan, turning into their true snake form upon death. It is said that the stones used by Lady Nuwa to mend the sky were refined from these snake mountains formed by those divine figures after their death."

Bei glanced toward each other: "You do have some knowledge."

"Indeed!" Bei suddenly raised his voice, "Today's sky is patched up with our Snake Clan's bodies!"

Some Snake Clan women began singing ancient ballads: "The spring day is slow, the flora is lush. Orioles chirping, gathering the white mugwort in abundance."

Nuwa was born as the Earth Emperor, with mana reaching the heavens. When Nuwa's power was exhausted while mending the sky, what she was chanting was not a battle song, but this ballad yearning for the next spring.

To see the next spring, Nuwa mended the sky; because of mending the sky, Nuwa never saw the next spring.

A tragic and heroic ballad.

This is from the "Classic of Poetry".

Most authors of the "Classic of Poetry" are no longer verifiable, yet it contains poems attributed to Nuwa.

Unfortunately, the randomness of the Value game is too great; Li Changzhou doesn't know if he will ever have the chance to witness Nuwa mending the sky personally.

[When you become the victor, you can see anything you want.] said Guanyin.

Being the 'victor' allows one to not only visit every corner of the universe but also have time open its doors to him.

"Some experiences can only be realized when one is weak and poor," Li Changzhou replied.

If he becomes the 'victor', would he still be moved by Nuwa mending the sky?

[The world is always full of regrets. Compared to the regret of not being moved by Nuwa mending the sky, not becoming the 'victor' is a more unbearable regret. One must learn to make choices.]

Guanyin offered earful advice, constantly attending to Li Changzhou's Dao Heart.

[I understand, just expressing feelings.]

The one-horned giant python exited the tornado status, slowly swimming towards the Snake Mountain, as if planning to bury itself here too, turning into a stone mountain with its kin and returning to the earth together.

The Snake Elder sighed softly.

Perhaps, it won't be long before she truly becomes one of the countless snake mountains.

Powerful figures with divine positions in the wilderness are equivalent to Earth Immortals, yet their lifespan is similar to that of ordinary people, living only three hundred years.

The short lifespan can inspire potential, exploring various possibilities, which aligns with the Tao Ancestor's requirements.

But the Tao Ancestor cannot put all eggs in one basket, and there is naturally precious divine objects on the wilderness capable of extending life. It is rumored that the Queen Mother of the West on Kunlun Mountain has an elixir of immortality.

"The Snake Elder has returned!"

As thoughts flowed, the one-horned giant python had already entered the Snake Mountain, and on the nearest mountain, countless people of the Nuwa Clan shouted loudly.

At the center of the Snake Mountain's backside is a river of blood. The Nuwa Clan built houses along the riverbanks, much like humans relying on rivers and mountains.

These snake mountains, nourished by the river of blood, are full of vitality. Besides the Nuwa Clan people, there are various wild beasts, trees, and it is practically a series of miniature serpentine ecologies.

After passing through numerous serpentine mountains, everyone arrived at the area guarded by the multitude of snake mountains, which is the center of the Snake Mountain, the first snake mountain, the Holy Snake Mountain.

The Holy Snake Mountain is thirty thousand zhangs high, with various palaces, temples, and villages in close order on its body, and myriad birds and beasts coming and going among them.

The Snake Elder pulled out a wooden staff, and the one-horned giant python roared, collapsing into countless snakes.

The snakes escaped into the forest, revealing the corpse of the three-tailed fox.

"Bei, take the corpse down. Let the tribe members have a look and see if they can recognize who did it," the Snake Elder instructed.

"Yes." Bei waved his hand, and hundreds of Nuwa Clan warriors dragged away the corpse.

"Take them to settle down." The Snake Elder withdrew her gaze from the Three-Eyed Clan and looked at Li Changzhou, "You come with me."

The Snake Elder arranged Li Changzhou in a stone cave.

The stone cave was spacious, like a place meant for someone like Xiang, someone used to living in small high-rise buildings. As Li Changzhou walked inside, he felt like an ant entering a place said to have enough room for cars to run, yet mysteriously still prone to inner flooding.

He marveled without understanding the mightiness.

Why arrange such a large cave for him?

Inside the cave, he was the only one. At the door stood two Nuwa Clan warriors, and a young lady from the Nuwa Clan brought him food.

"Young lady, don't leave just yet." Li Changzhou grabbed the young lady who was about to leave after delivering the food.

"...Let go of me!" The young lady's face flushed red.

"Rest assured, I am just curious."

"Help!!"

The warriors rushed in and saw Li Changzhou brazenly harassing a young lady of the Nuwa Clan, immediately flying into a rage.

"Scoundrel, let go of Nang's tail!" The two thrust their spears to stab.

"Hey, hey, hey, being impulsive is one thing, but getting the words wrong is another. I'm a married man, how could I possibly be a scoundrel harassing a young lady?" Li Changzhou laughed, stamping his foot lightly.