Splish, splash.

The sleeves of this divine spirit fluttered without wind, floating in the void, and walked forward step by step.

Zhu Zhengwei deliberately slowed his steps, secretly watching the reaction of this Emperor Tang upon seeing him.

Does he recognize this Tear Mole God?

Has the image I crafted actually been generated in the Journey to the West world of primordial chaos mythology?

Who am I really?

He was hesitant in his heart, feeling an intense sense of tension.

After all, he had laid out plans for so long, it was like waiting for the moment when answers would be revealed, extremely tense, continually getting closer step by step, slowly waiting for the other side to react.

"Ah, Zhenyuanzi?"

Emperor Tang stood in the void, showing a hint of surprise, glanced over.

But then he showed a trace of doubt, carefully scrutinized afterward.

It's actually Zhenyuanzi.

Although the aura of this body is weak beyond imagination, the soul origin's flavor won't be mistaken; someone of his level wouldn't make an error.

So weak.

Could it be a clone of Zhenyuanzi?

But why would he come to this feeble universe and coincidentally meet me?

"May I ask, how did you come to encounter Zhenyuanzi in this mysterious exotic realm?" Emperor Tang showed a look of solemnity.

Zhu Zhengwei felt a burst of joy in his heart.

The identity I generated is Zhenyuanzi?

He was instantly delighted.

After all, supreme saints like Nuwa and the Three Pristine Ones were impossible to generate, because no matter how much subconscious brainpower the miners used to imagine, they couldn't generate what doesn't exist.

Zhu Zhengwei, as an existence on the opposing Yang side, possessing supreme rules of the Dark World, how could he be generated?

Had to settle for lesser.

And the strongest next tier, well-known in Journey to the West, was Zhenyuanzi level.

Don't underestimate this being...

Zhenyuanzi was known as: The Hermit with the World.

One of the oldest existences in the Three Realms and Six Paths.

The gate of Wuzhuang Temple even has a couplet:

A mansion of immortal, ageless longevity, A household sharing heaven's lifespan.

This shows the existence, living through a very long history.

In Journey to the West, there is even such a saying: "The Three Pristine Ones are the master's friends, Four Emperors are the master's acquaintances, Nine Luminaries are the master's juniors, Original Stars are the master's guests."

Even the Celestial Court must respectfully let him sit as the worldly immortal guest.

In the Daoist hierarchy, ranked below Yuqing, Upper Pure, and Taiqing, some say he is at the "Three Pristine Ones' Backup" level, if not for limited Celestial Dao Saint Position, perhaps he would have a place.

"Seems like those silly Earth netizens, have subconsciously evolved their speculation about my identity... and transformed it into this identity, which works fine."

Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath, his eyes showing a trace of delight, smiling in his heart, "Gotta give those netizens a drumstick, full marks for imagination! This background is already close to forming the highest limit achievable."

Continuously doing subconscious suggestion, they indeed generated quite a decent identity.

Unexpected pleasant surprise.

Wuzhuang Temple?

That's my mansion.

Ginseng Fruit Tree?

That's the fruit tree behind my home.

Qingfeng, Bright Moon?

That's my tool person henchmen.

Looks like, I'm finally the rich first generation, with a large inheritance to claim!

Soon, Zhu Zhengwei was thinking about what he should answer next, with his mind swiftly turning.

Though it's a surprise, it inevitably comes with enormous danger.

Being Zhenyuanzi is no mistake, but knowing yourself well... pretending to be an ancient existence before Earth's miners, although successfully formed this identity.

But essentially, still a weakling.

To be precise, the present self can be described as: due to certain changes, cultivation was lost, becoming a mortal Zhenyuanzi... can he return to inherit the family business—Wuzhuang Temple, becoming Earth's millionaire??

Difficult path ahead!

After all, with gods and buddhas everywhere, monsters abundant, how to avoid being seen through?

Simultaneously, if discovered, it would surely cause a major incident!

Even if not the true Creator God, but Tear Mole God, already the highest identity planned... being personified as cultivation-less Zhenyuanzi, equivalent to Tang Monk meat, found without self-preservation, surely being swallowed whole, dividing up everything!

Moreover, if discovered, even the Emperor Tang in front of him would strike, suddenly erupting to kill... after all, based on current understanding, these heroic figures, existence against the heavenly myth, each smart and calculating beyond measure.

"It seems a great opportunity, but thinking carefully, the crisis is equally big... no free lunch."

Zhu Zhengwei's mind whirled frantically pondering the thoughts, organizing all the obtained information and intelligence, "Furthermore, Zhenyuanzi's identity, Li Shimin seems to know... so, seems like there is room for negotiation too."

And then.

Seeing Zhenyuanzi not speaking, Emperor Tang couldn't help but ask the question in his heart with a smile:

"May I ask, why are you in this peculiar little universe? Are you here as a clone? This is indeed not a place for idle chat; I see a life planet in the distance, why don't we go there and have a seat?"

Zhu Zhengwei's brain spun quickly.

Judging from the other's tone, though with respect, but it carries an air of equality in communication, not submissive nor inferior.

Seemingly, as the current ruler of humanity, with fortune on him, not fearing gods and immortals, even someone of Zhenyuanzi's class, can communicate on equal terms?

This seems like good intelligence.

Meaning, no matter how high-ranked an existence, they must follow the hidden rules and dare not casually act against the Human Emperor.

Thus, he won't have fear of me, but will consider and weigh the interest relations.

Zhu Zhengwei's mind crazily organizing information, clearly calculating the status and hierarchy of both sides, then said: "Since Emperor Tang asks, naturally I will answer... this universe is an exterior unused space, relatively barren."

"At this moment, indeed a clone, only at the level of a little god, the main body already wandering within the seas."

He paused, then continued to speak: "As for that planet, hope Emperor Tang won't go there, I have my own arrangements."

Having own arrangements is a very vague phrase.

Can lead to various conjectures... completely unafraid of creating loopholes in answering.

"Own arrangements, huh?"

Emperor Tang slightly surprised, looked toward that distant blue planet, sensing scattered soul bodies of all living beings walking, suddenly realized and said: "So that's it, recently, I've heard Wei Zheng reporting that the Journey to the West group will pass by the Wuzhuang Temple, that's the senior's dojo... likely to use that blue planet's over seventy billion soul bodies as fertilizer to ripen a few ginseng fruits, fostering a good relationship with the passing Tang Monk and his group."

"After all, I understand this too, this Outer Cosmos is barren, without Celestial Dao's control, without supervision, thus suitable for such acts of benevolence." He showed a look of comprehension.

"Let me assist the senior in harvesting over seventy billion souls from this planet." He openly said.

Zhu Zhengwei: "....."

He directly gasped heavily.

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