That enormous divine silhouette loomed over the horizon, vast and gentle.
It was the Genesis Goddess, and the mother of all humanity.
Billions of years ago, she fashioned humans from Yellow Earth, mended the sky with Five-Colored Stones, and upheld the heavens and earth for mankind—a magnificent deity.
Streams of colorful divine light swirled around her, dazzling like the brilliance that shone when she patched the heavens.
If Su Fu were to meet other gods, she might have been nervous and cautious, carefully choosing every word, afraid of offending their divine authority.
But facing Nuwa, she suddenly felt completely at ease.
Her compassionate gaze rested upon Su Fu, and her ethereal, distant voice echoed through heaven and earth:
“My child…………..”
“You have done well, from beginning to end.”
“I suppose you have many questions. So today, I come to you on behalf of the Gods of China.”
Those words made Su Fu’s heart skip a beat.
She looked up at the vast, gentle figure in the firmament and felt overwhelmingly honored.
What merit or virtue could she possibly have to attract such attention from the gods?
On her journey, she had already received the protection of many deities—Journey to the West Deities, Phoenix, Erlang Shen, Nezha…
She should be the one expressing gratitude.
However, now she understood why it was Nuwa who came—if she represented the Gods of China, that made perfect sense.
With this thought, since it was indeed Nuwa before her, there was one question she perhaps could finally dare to ask.
“Nuwa, I want to know: are the Gods of China deliberately hiding their deeds?”
Before personally experiencing these Exam Papers, she might have accepted explanations like “the cultural gap makes it difficult to explore and restore.”
After all, the Chinese pantheon was vast as the sea, a complex system, coupled with the difficulty of penetrating sacred grounds and the Chang’an Instance, making new divine information impossible to obtain, creating a seemingly reasonable deadlock.
But now, after going through so many Exam Papers, she vaguely sensed it might not be so simple.
Perhaps the gods themselves were quietly steering this concealment.
Especially when she discovered in the Chang’an Instance how those anomalies frantically replicated gods, even restoring a place like the Yin Cao Underworld—that clearly coveted divine authority.
She wondered: as humanity learns about the gods’ deeds, are these anomalies accelerating their replication process through those records?
Nuwa affirmed her thoughts, speaking softly: “Indeed.”
Su Fu thought, so it really was so—there was a reason for the concealment of the Chinese pantheon; it was a conscious choice by the gods themselves.
“But you need not worry about these things. Just continue walking your path.”
Those words made Su Fu’s heart leap.
Continue walking her path?
Like before?
But… why wouldn’t she disrupt the gods’ plans?
Suddenly, a possibility struck her, and she blurted out, “Goddess, across the entire star system… are there any other Divine Summoners like me?”
Nuwa smiled gently: “Strictly speaking, you are the only one.”
Hearing this, Su Fu instantly realized Nuwa must know her true identity—she knew she was a soul from another world.
So… that was why she wouldn’t interfere with the gods’ plans?
Because she was… an expected variable?
‘Wait, plans!’
At that thought, Su Fu suddenly remembered something important and hurriedly said, “By the way, Dean Tai Xuanzi asked me to convey a message to you: ‘One year remains.'”
After speaking, she watched Nuwa’s reaction carefully.
To be honest, she was very curious about the meaning behind those words.
One year remains… one year until what?
Although she wanted to ask directly, she restrained herself—she shouldn’t take advantage of Nuwa’s favor to ask overly bold questions.
Besides, if she truly needed to know, Nuwa would naturally tell her.
Seeing Su Fu wanting to speak but holding back, a faint smile appeared in Nuwa’s eyes.
Su Fu shifted gears and asked another question she had long pondered: “Goddess, what exactly is an Anomaly…?”
At these words, Nuwa’s expression changed subtly for the first time.
Those eyes, as if containing endless galaxies, flickered with complex emotions Su Fu could not understand.
After a moment of thought, she slowly spoke: “To put it in terms you can understand, an anomaly is a ‘replica.’ They can copy everything they have seen and attempt to replace the original, endlessly expanding……………”
She sighed softly, “Countless civilizations have been destroyed because of this.”
Su Fu was stunned.
Copy and replace?
Could that really happen?
Thinking of what the anomalies were doing now, she guessed a possibility and spoke with difficulty: “Then what they want to replicate now… is the gods themselves?”
Anomalies actually dared to copy and replace gods.
The answer was so shocking that she felt her scalp tingle, recalling how those anomalies in the instance frantically imitated divine miracles, obsessively copying everything, desperately trying to comprehend the gods’ authority…
All of this was for—
To usurp the True Gods.
“Nuwa, can they really do that?”
Su Fu murmured, “Can anomalies really… become gods?”
Nuwa did not answer directly but instead asked, “You have already gained divine Godly Power. What do you think is the key to a god’s power?”
Su Fu paused, recalling her recent understanding and application of Divine Techniques, especially the Mountain Collapse Divine Technique.
After a moment, she tentatively replied, “It’s… the concept? The understanding of a specific concept, which is the grasp of divine authority?”
“That’s right.” Nuwa nodded softly.
“And anomalies, by nature, are ‘concept thieves.’ They mimic and copy, ultimately trying to completely replace the original concept.”
Thus, they complete the substitution; thus, the sky is stolen and the sun replaced.
Su Fu finally understood but felt a chill shoot straight to her crown.
Why did the Gods of China choose to remain hidden behind the scenes?
The Chinese pantheon was too powerful, vast as the sea, encompassing all things, controlling the most fundamental concepts and rules of heaven and earth.
If left unchecked, once anomalies successfully mimicked them…
“That would be a devastating blow to human civilization…” she murmured.
It would spawn a batch of extremely troublesome ‘anomalous’ pseudo-gods.
Humanity would be doomed.
Therefore, the gods exercised such restraint—their invisibility was a form of protection, a lock on vital concepts, limiting the peak anomalies could reach, giving humanity time to breathe and fight back.
After all, compared to the replication speed of anomalies, humanity’s speed to learn and master concepts was obviously slower.
At that moment, Su Fu noticed Nuwa’s divine silhouette began to fade, like morning mist slowly dissipating, hinting at vanishing.
“Time is almost up, child.” Nuwa’s voice remained gentle.
Su Fu’s heart tightened—she hadn’t expected time to pass so quickly.
She had so much to say, so many questions yet to ask.
“Nuwa,” she asked one last question, “the power of creation you granted me—can it rebuild those structures that relied on buildings to come into being? After those buildings collapse, have they truly dissipated, or have they merely fallen into slumber?”
“The power of creation can nurture and bring forth. Naturally, it can rebuild as well.” The Mother Goddess’s voice was like a spring breeze, “Once you have fully mastered this power, you will be able to breathe life and vitality back into them…………”
“This is called………… Creation…………..”
Her voice became faint at the end, a gentle wind suddenly brushing Su Fu’s cheek like a mother’s reluctant farewell.
She instinctively reached out to touch, but the scene before her began to crumble.
Golden specks of light shattered like broken stars, surging toward the sky.
She shouted aloud, “Nuwa!”
The sacred figure blurred amidst the light, finally dispersing into countless streams of flowing light, like the Milky Way flowing backward toward the horizon, then collapsing along with all space in a tremendous roar.
Was it a hallucination, or a response?
She seemed to hear the Mother Goddess whisper near her ear:
“My child, do not grieve……….. there will be a day to meet again.”
When Su Fu opened her eyes again, she suddenly found herself back in the Shen Yan space, as if she had never moved an inch.
The audience with Nuwa was over.
The void had returned to calm, and she felt momentarily lost.
Nuwa’s meaning was not only creation but also reconstruction and revival.
That was… the true Genesis Divine Skill.
When she looked again at her personal star map interface, the data had changed:
[Identity: High School Exam Candidate · Su Fu]
[Citizen Level: B+] (Increased by 0.5 levels)
[Divine Power Level: B+] (Increased by 0.5 levels)
[Credits: 105]
[Skills Mastered: 18 (3 new)]
[Godly Powers Mastered: 2]
[Summoned Deities: 17 (3 new)]
[Divine Artifact: 1]
This exam directly added three new deities: the Shan Hai Jing Nine-tailed Fox, the Genesis Goddess Nuwa, and the Water God Gonggong.
She couldn’t help but glance at Nuwa’s divine silhouette—this audience was no dream but a real miracle.
Moreover, all 18 Divine Techniques had been upgraded to C-rank, plus 2 basic Godly Powers; overall, her tactics were taking shape.
“But going higher will be troublesome, requiring enormous divine power.”
Perhaps once she entered Kunlun, things would be different?
After all, it was a sacred place of China.
“Time is tight.”
She gathered her thoughts and began planning her next moves.
Her ticket had three days of validity left; she had to quickly reach the Third Star Ring and ensure she entered the exam venue on time.
As for the five D-rank Exam Papers, after settling affairs in the Third Star Ring, she could use those papers to conduct new experiments on conceptual Divine Techniques.
***
One day later, on the Tian Qiong starship.
Su Fu stood before the observation hall of the long-range vessel, gazing out at the vast cosmos.
Countless stars dotted the endless dark sky, like scattered diamonds or eternally burning embers.
At that moment, Shen Yan’s voice sounded:
“Approaching Third Star Ring.”
“Please prepare, all passengers.”
“Initiating jump preparation.”
“Gravity field calibration complete.”
The broadcast echoed repeatedly, and Su Fu quickly returned to her seat.
Gradually, she saw the starlight outside the porthole distort, the surroundings rapidly retreating in a superluminal manner, the stars stretching into long streaks of light across her vision.
It was her first experience of a jump—like the entire world had been pressed into fast-forward.
Bizarre, colorful scenes surged from all directions, countless nebulae and galaxies swiftly left behind.
Perhaps it was a moment or several hours; Shen Yan AI reminded her again:
“Approaching the boundary of the Third Star Ring, beginning deceleration from jump.”
The warped light gradually normalized.
As the Tian Qiong starship exited the jump corridor, the magnificent sight of the Third Star Ring suddenly appeared.
It was a spiral structure composed of four massive galactic arms, each densely packed with countless stars and planets, shining brightly in the black void.
Su Fu was awestruck… ‘Third Ring?’
As the vessel neared, she saw countless enormous ring-shaped buildings floating between star systems, many flying vehicles weaving through, tracing busy trails of light.
Occasionally, giant warships passed by, seemingly on patrol.
‘An island?’
Su Fu gasped—it was magnificent, far more breathtaking than she had imagined.