Back in the day, how many of the five Butterfly Race clans that rose to power among the trees were simple?
The leader, Die Lvxiang, excelled in the study of divine objects, so he pioneered the Path to Divinity and descended the mountain with the three divine objects to save the world.
Die Lvxin, skilled in weaving garnts, was an extrely vain empress.
She managed all apparel and aesthetics for the Butterfly Race, studying new clothing daily, and hosting aesthetics gatherings.
Now, she truly resonates with this era crafted by the Saint Body.
The year 346 of the Butterfly Race.
She summoned tribes across the land to study and research the construction of the Saint Body, fearing none would not comply.
"Not enough, not enough, their research speed is still too slow."
In the old days, those cold and ruthless single-brained beings were ten tis faster than them.
They now indulge in pleasure, wasting too much ti.
Die Lvxin decided to enforce tyranny, oppressing all the citizens of the land, using all their power to serve her.
Thus, a dark era arrived.
The previous Butterfly Race was leisurely and joyful, weaving out of interest.
On a whim, they wove, otherwise, they would play for ten consecutive days.
"Uwaa! No, I want to play, I want to play."
On the grasslands, innocent Little Angels cried bitterly.
He originally wanted to play Angel Ball with his friends but was captured by the Angel Guard to build a Holy Relic.
"You work three hours a day and can rest only two days a week, it’s too cruel."
Upon hearing the work schedule, an elf was so angry that he trembled on the Elf Tree.
"How could there be such a tyrant in this world? This is not our Butterfly Race, but the most evil existence."
"Who invented the assembly line? Lives woven this way have no soul."
Soon, they were arrested for protesting.
She revised new laws.
She even imposed harsh punishnt on those traitors who cursed her, doubling their penalty to work six hours a day.
For those who curse her twice, entire clans are implicated.
The entire tribe must work six hours.
The world trembled in fear.
The re ntion of that tyrant’s na made children cry, their spirits shattered.
For this innocent era, this was already tyrannical behavior.
...
Ti passed, in the Xiangtuo Temple.
"Not enough, still not enough."
Looking at the dying Xiangtuo Mo, Die Lvxin could bear it no longer.
On the Cangwu Tree, a footless bird flew up:
"God, please help ."
Compared to the Elephant God, it was much smaller, building a massive nest at the top of the Cangwu Tree.
The Cangwu Tree had beco a Vermilion Bird Nest.
Liu Jun didn’t mind, it was like building a helipad on a rooftop, better than the Elephant God not being able to return to the Cangwu Tree either.
"God, ti is running out, he’s going to die."
The crying of the giant bird echoed from the nest, its tears like a waterfall cascading down from the tree top, "I’ve been so quick, so diligent already..."
"Speak."
The God of Longevity stepped down from the stairs of the Divine Hall, a mont of silence fell.
So things cannot be accomplished just by effort.
Liu Jun quietly watched the crying footless bird.
Her talent was extraordinary, but when had a Saint Body ever been sothing a generation could complete?
Even Liu Jun had been trying his best to help.
Wandering through various "books" daily, gathering their wisdom to nourish my world.
"Clearly, only a thread remains, those Saint’s Organs are already completed, but when they rge, problems arise..."
She sobbed, narrating repeatedly.
"Sigh." Liu Jun sighed softly, the joy of just having received a great fortune quickly fading.
Were they, as a couple, also going to leave?
They were the earliest companions to him, born in the primordial caves during the harsh winter of the Butterfly Race, witnessing the most glorious era of the Angel Dynasty, and also witnessing the downfall of the Angels, the arrival of disaster.
He slowly closed his eyes, pondering how to resolve this.
"Back then, I did my best to help the Angel Emperor’s last wish, now how could I not help with yours?"
But.
He is not truly omniscient and omnipotent.
With limited ans, what could he do?
Death, he could not alter.
Suddenly, Liu Jun thought of sothing.
His consciousness left the Mushroom Soup, entering the public sea of awareness, arriving at a core book, "The Last Supper."
Here, the core teams of the Top Ten Companies had united to conduct final Saint Body research.
He looked at the top researchers in this book:
"A dozen second-tier, third-tier researchers? Easy enough to hypnotize."
Vanish, silently envelop.
Open the Mushroom Soup.
Swish.
Their vision flickered between darkness and light, just like Xu Changsheng, and they entered the realm of dreams.
"Borrow your ti for one night, to help advance this era, to research the Saint Body you are working on, to revive Xiangtuo Mo. When you wake up, you will think it was just a dream."
...
Ti flows softly.
The group of researchers who entered dread themselves as butterflies from the Jurassic Period.
What they thought of during the day, manifested in the night as dreams.
In a daze, they were distributed among various tribal research groups, continuing their developnt in their own way.
Each showcased their talents, naming their discoveries as they pleased.
"Success! A major breakthrough."
Finally, a decade later, the entire land took on a brand-new appearance, and Die Lvxin flew down from the trees:
"Leave the rest to ."
Thus, the myth of creation began to unfold.
...
...
In distant future generations.
Humans opened books, and the sound of reading aloud resonated from classrooms.
[Legend has it that Xiangtuo Mo fell under the Curse of Foolishness, and his wife, deeply in love with him, leaped from a tree, transforming into a footless bird, beginning her quest to find a way to save him.]
[After gaining both a left and right brain, she needed a whole new body to be complete.]
[Thus, she embarked on a journey to create a body.]
[She first arrived at the center of the world, the Azure Rope Milk Sea, during the eting of Agni and Valuna on the north and south sides.]
[Vedamo cheered them on from his giant raft at the side.]
[Upon hearing the purpose of the footless bird, and filled with gratitude for Xiangtuo Mo and the Longevity Divine Spirit, the two decided to help her.]
["On the day of the next new moon, amidst the turmoil, we will create a newborn’s body for you, and bestow it with the blessings of fire and water."]
["But you must fill it with various organs, and you have to collect them all within three months, or else the body will perish."]
[Soon, an infant’s body appeared in the Azure Rope Milk Sea.]
[Vedamo said, "I will beco your hauler, transporting the other organs to help you fulfill this great mission."]
—"Butterfly Race, Xiangtuo Creation Myth, Shell Chapter"
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It is said that the footless bird first flew to a strange tribe full of long serpents.
The long serpents here crawled on the ground in a winding motion, like a long soft rope extending continuously along the endless Baling Mountain Range.
The leader was nad Ba Hui, an experintal genius who entered dreams.
He integrated himself into the tis, and upon seeing the footless bird arrive, was dissatisfied with her demands:
"I’ve fulfilled your request, and I can weave the organs you desire—intestines—with my life."
"But, like Xiangtuo Mo back then, you need to conquer our tribe with your bravery and pass our tests."
"Co! Prove that you are the mythological hero who can make us willingly offer our lives!"
"You must enter through our mouths, navigating a maze, and finally find your way out."
The footless bird agreed and entered through the giant serpent’s mouth.
This trial was composed of countless serpents, their bodies interwoven, and she spent more than ten days without getting any further in the maze.
Along the way, she saw the sheep herds thriving in the maze, alongside grass, ponds, and hollows, eventuating into an internal ecosystem.
This was the flock of Ba Hui.
"Oh flock, where is the exit?"
The flock told her, "We do not know the exit."
Exhausted, she continued to wander in circles.
In a mont of despair, she suddenly recalled the flock’s words, realizing they didn’t know the exit because reaching it ant being digested by the giant serpent.
She needed only to find a path without the flock’s presence to find the maze’s exit.
But this was still not enough.
Soon, she repeatedly backtracked, questioning the flocks found at the various intersections.
To the south, she saw various animal colonies.
To the north, she discovered parasites in the maze.
She repeatedly backtracked, crafting an ecological map of the maze based on their habitats.
"It turns out, simply moving forward leads to nowhere."
"Only by turning back repeatedly can one truly progress and find the actual exit."
Finally, she inferred the real exit based on the biological ecosystems’ effects, stepping forward into an expanse of endless light.
On this day, the footless bird entered as food through the serpent’s mouth and erged through its tail.
She saw at the exit, where the serpent’s tail lay, bones piled high as mountains,
"You have succeeded."
Ba Hui said, "Turning back is the key to finding the exit; suddenly looking back, there’s also a path ahead."
"Thus, all intestines are paths of return."
He offered the most loyal counsel:
"Please turn back; you can’t succeed; the path of revival is too treacherous. You can beco a king of this era now, instead of choosing a dead end."
"This is the one thing I won’t turn back on." From this, the footless bird obtained the ileum.
—"Butterfly Race, Xiangtuo Myth, Intestine Chapter"
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