“Village Chief, when are we holding the matchmaking event this year?”
“Don’t rush me. I need to get my wife to patch up the sky first...”
Chen Xuan returned to his village to farm, and casually brought Nuwa, the goddess from the Primordial Era, home with him.
She’s incredible at patching the sky, but hopeless at planting rice seedlings. She’s unmatched at creating humans, but her cooking is unbearably salty.
On this Earth, where there’s no spiritual energy, the supreme creator goddess has become my sweet little wife, and now my mom is pressuring her to have a second child?
Fuxi: Sis, where are you?
Hongjun: Why has the Heavenly Dao frozen up?
Chen Xuan: Don’t ask. I’m harvesting rice, obviously!
Well written and satisfying to read