Chapter 9

" Aren't you... a monster? Then what are you?"

This duck spread one of its wings and patted its chest very hard, looking very proud as it said, "Quack quack quack! If I tell you my origin, I'm afraid I might scare you to death! Do you know what the Primordial Immortal is?"

Although the boy was a bit slow, he still knew a little about these stories.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the world was a vast expanse of confusion, with no distinction between day and night, cold and warmth. In this chaos, a supreme immortal was conceived, named the Primordial Immortal.

The Primordial Immortal, unable to bear the world's confusion, used great power to open the universe, creating a world called "Nameless and Unnamed." From then on, life began to flourish in Nameless and Unnamed, presenting the colorful world we see today.

After creating the world, the Primordial Immortal felt deeply exhausted and entered the realm of the void to rest, secretly watching over the world he had created, protecting the people and blessing all living beings.

Seeing that the boy had some knowledge of the story of the Primordial Immortal, the duck nodded in satisfaction. It twisted its neck and patted its chest with its wing, saying proudly,

"I'm not afraid to tell you. In fact... I am the Primordial Immortal!"

"What?!"

"The first duck created!"

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In the alley, a gentle breeze blew, lifting the boy's clothes... and the duck's chest feathers.

The boy and the duck stared at each other with four eyes... oh, no, the duck always faced the boy with one side of its head, so it was actually three eyes staring at each other.

After staring at each other for a long time, the boy scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Well... is this a very great thing?"

The duck folded its wings, trying to look very noble. It coughed deliberately and said, "Back when the Great Primordial Immortal created all things, it was very easy to create inanimate objects like mountains, rivers, sun, and moon. But creating living beings was extremely difficult."

"So, before creating, the Great Primordial Immortal would first make a draft. After the draft was completed, he would mass-produce according to it. For example, with humans, the Great Primordial Immortal first created two ancestors, one male and one female, as a template, and then created the rest of the humans based on this template. Do you understand? All the ducks in this world, and all their descendants, were mass-produced by the Primordial Immortal based on me as the draft! Tell me, am I not great?!"

The boy lowered his head and looked at the little girl in his arms again, confirming that she was still sleeping soundly. The situation seemed to have improved somewhat.

At least today, this little girl could still survive.

"Um... duck, you..."

"My name is 'First Duck.'"

The duck corrected very seriously,

"Please don't lump me together with ordinary ducks. My lifespan has been from the ancient times until now. So, please call me 'First Duck.'"

The boy thought for a moment, looked at the proud duck, and finally nodded awkwardly, "So, First Duck, you've lived so long, you must be very great, right? Um... I heard that some older beasts, after self-cultivation, can transform into human form! You've lived so long, you must be able to do that too, right?"

The duck patted its chest proudly and said, "Of course! That's child's play. However, I don't want to transform into your human form. My pride as a duck doesn't allow me to do that."

The duck refused.

The boy sighed and said helplessly, "Is that so? What a pity... I heard that many monsters can transform into humans... Three days ago, I killed a sect leader of some... what was it called... a few meters sect. He had a fox monster that could transform into a beautiful woman. She was really beautiful."

The boy spoke sincerely, genuinely praising the beauty of the monster. Seeing this, the duck pulled back its neck disdainfully and snorted.

"You can accept a fox transformed into a beauty. What about a dog transformed into one?"

The boy frowned and thought for a moment, nodding seriously, "Well... as long as they are beautiful, I think people would accept them, right?"

The duck said, "I know a monster. She is a roundworm that cultivated into a spirit and can transform into a beautiful young woman. Can humans accept that?"

"Ah..." The boy was speechless. He realized that this duck seemed to be very good at nitpicking.

"Maybe... they could? As long as she is beautiful..."

"What about a dung beetle? I have a friend, a dung beetle, who absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, and is now cultivating in the Boundless Mountain. She can transform into a woman who is so alluring that any normal human male who sees her will be completely captivated, lingering in her cave palace, enjoying sumptuous feasts, and gradually losing their vitality."

The boy was startled and said anxiously, "They all died from being drained?!"

The duck shook its head, "No, they died from eating and defecating non-stop."

The boy said, "Uh... what a terrible way to die..."

The duck said, "Isn't it? And my dung beetle friend is male. He told me that when those humans sleep with his transformed beauty, they are really eager... But there's no choice. After those humans release their energy once, they will eat more and defecate more."

The awkward boy looked at the duck with a puzzled face.

The duck also looked at the boy seriously, with an attitude of "What do you want?"

After a long time, the boy finally said, "Why can roundworms and dung beetles transform into beauties?"

The duck looked disdainful, "Only foxes, snakes, dogs, and dragons are allowed to transform into beauties, but not dung beetles and roundworms?"

The boy said, "................... Then, it shouldn't be a male dung beetle transforming into a human beauty, right?"

The duck said, "Ah? Can't accept it? If you can't accept it, then don't be tempted by the beauty? And then, when you find out the true form, you feel uncomfortable and want to vomit. To put it bluntly, you humans are just visual animals. You fawn over what you find beautiful, always thinking about how to get close to beautiful women, and fantasize that beautiful women will come to you on their own. But when what comes to you is a roundworm spirit or a dung beetle spirit, you are not satisfied. You want good species and good bloodlines, and even the right gender. Don't you humans know that in this world, many of the most comfortable and carefree creatures are hermaphrodites? Don't you think these most numerous life forms in the Nameless and Unnamed world have the right to transform into beauties? Species discrimination."