Fuxi's Thoughts
Inside the Zixiao Palace, Laozi opened his eyes and bowed to Hongjun.
"This disciple is deeply grateful to Laozi for imparting the Way!"
Hongjun's guidance was extremely important to Laozi!
What was once thought to be Miaomang hope of achieving sainthood now seems to be within reach!
He couldn't help but think of Fuxi, and a deep resentment grew in his heart.
Laozi had already made up his mind.
Once he becomes a saint, he will certainly not let Fuxi have an easy time!
Yuan Shi was also extremely excited.
In this Primordial World, only Sages are revered.
As descendants of Pangu, the Three Pure Ones should have been the first to achieve sainthood.
If it weren't for Fuxi stepping forward with his sword and stealing the opportunity!
My elder brother shouldn't have dragged this out until now!
Hongjun nodded slowly and said.
"In that case, you two should leave."
He received guidance from the Dao Ancestor and grasped the opportunity to become a saint.
Laozi and Yuanshi knelt before Hongjun once more, and then quickly departed!
After leaving Zixiao Palace, they exited the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Laozi and Yuanshi found a direction and rode the clouds eastward to the Clan Territory the Human Race in the Primordial World!
On Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi looked at the ripples on the lotus pond and smiled slightly.
Nuwa, sitting next to him, noticed the smile on his face and asked curiously.
"Brother, what am I doing that makes you so happy? Why are you smiling so brightly?"
Upon hearing this, Fuxi looked over and, as expected, saw the curious look on his younger sister's face.
Thinking of the result he had just deduced, Fuxi's smile faded.
He had only done it on a whim, so he did the divination.
Unexpectedly, the calculation revealed something valuable.
Fuxi's gaze was deep and unfathomable, with undercurrents surging within it.
"Hongjun, are you really so unwilling to give up and want to get involved with the Human Race?"
Human Race is the chosen protagonist, a destiny ordained by Heavenly Dao.
Countless Fortune have gathered upon this race.
This is enough to inspire many Sages to devise elaborate plans for it.
Although Hongjun is the representative of the Heavenly Dao, the Human Race has nothing to do with him!
This is why he wanted to take Nuwa under his wing!
As the Nuwa, destined to create the Human Race in the future, the Fortune she carries is truly remarkable!
This kind of Fortune is worth Hongjun's painstaking planning.
Fuxi originally thought that Nuwa refused to become his disciple, Hongjun, and that he would personally take charge of spreading the teachings to the Human Race.
This would cause Hongjun to lose faith in the Human Race.
Unexpectedly, he still couldn't let go of the Fortune carried by the Human Race!
"The Human Sect —since it's Human Sect, how could it not be related to the Human Race?!"
In his Human Race, and in this Human Race was created by his own sister, and he also spread the word.
All these causes and effects have led Fuxi to take the Human Race to heart!
He couldn't possibly let that Laozi establish the Human Sect!
We cannot allow those people to arbitrarily divide up the Fortune of the Human Race!
Those guys are nothing but parasites clinging to the Human Race!
Seeing that the smile on her brother's face had vanished, Nuwa frowned.
Having made up his mind, Fuxi asked Nuwa the question.
"Little sister, what is your view of the Human Race you created?"
Nuwa blinked, thought for a moment, and then said.
"If that's what you're asking, then I actually like them!"
The fact that Nuwa could so skillfully use her Mirror Flower, Water Moon Divine Ability to observe the Human Race from the Taiyin Star already speaks volumes.
That Human Race, striving for self-improvement and unwilling to lag behind other races in the Primordial World.
Nuwa, I like her very much!
Fuxi nodded after hearing his sister's answer.
Nuwa countered with a question.
"Why do you ask me that, brother? Has something happened to that Human Race?"
Fuxi was by no means a person who spoke without reason.
Nuwa knew this very well!
Therefore, she was certain that something had happened to that Human Race, and Fuxi had just happened to find out about it!
Fuxi's gaze fell upon the blooming White Lotus in the center of the pool, and he spoke.
"Just now, on a whim, I did some divination, and it just so happens that I deduced something that is closely related to that Human Race..."
Fuxi told Nuwa everything about Hongjun's instruction to Laozi to the Human Sect among Human Race.
Nuwa was furious upon hearing this!
The entire area within a radius of tens of thousands of miles around Buzhou Mountain was engulfed in an extremely terrifying divine punishment of thunder!
Countless creatures looked up at the sky in terror.
They feared that Heavenly Dao was unleashing its power and intending to punish them.
"How dare Hongjun?!"
The Nuwa of today is different from the original disciple of the Dao Ancestor.
From the very beginning, she was imprinted with Dao Patterns by Fuxi, so that she could comprehend the Great Dao.
In the Primordial World, this strength can be considered second only to Fuxi, and in no way inferior to anyone else!
Furthermore, since she did not use the Primordial Violet Qi as the foundation for her sainthood, she lacked the support from the Heavenly Dao.
This naturally gives them a lot of confidence when they speak!
So what if Hongjun was the first to achieve sainthood?
If they were to actually fight, it's hard to say who would win!
Above, thunderclouds powerful enough to destroy the world slowly drifted by.
Fuxi slowly shook his head.
With a wave of his hand, the terrifying divine punishment that covered an area of tens of thousands of miles around Buzhou Mountain vanished completely.
"Brother! Why don't you and I storm Zixiao Palace right now and see what Hongjun can say?!"
Nuwa's remarks, so characteristic of the Witch Clan, left Fuxi speechless for a long time.
His smile carried a hint of helplessness.
"It seems you get along quite well with Houtu and the Houtu."
Otherwise, why would Nuwa, who always appeared so gentle in front of him, suddenly say such a thing?
Nuwa looked at Fuxi with an air of self-righteousness.
"Brother, don't worry about these things. Are we going to the Zixiao Palace or not?!"
Nuwa is truly angry!
That Human Race was a race she created herself.
Now, are there some people plotting to divide up the Fortune of Human Race?
Pshaw! What are you thinking?!
It was also Hongjun who lived outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.
If he were to appear before Nuwa now, Nuwa would surely throw a Red Embroidered Ball at him!
Fuxi shook his head and said.
"I'm not going."
"Okay! Then let's do it now..."
"???"
Nuwa's expression changed, and she slammed her hand on the stone table.
"Brother! What are you saying?!"
Why not go?!
Seeing Nuwa's anxious and agitated expression, Fuxi's expression was rather gentle and carefree.
"Little sister, please sit down and let me finish."
Nuwa, looking indignant, reluctantly sat down after Fuxi handed her a teacup.
Then Fuxi asked a question.
"Little sister, are you confident you can eliminate Hongjun completely?"
The Primordial Eight Trigrams had already enveloped this area, and no one could know the conversation between Fuxi and Nuwa.
Nuwa thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"My brother told me before that Hongjun is very likely a demon god left over from the time of the Great God Pangu."
"Since he was able to survive the creation of the world and become Sage."
"Then there are definitely quite a few methods."