Promise

Nuwa naturally did not believe him. Fang Xun's explanation was barely plausible, but before a Da Luo's intuition, it was still utterly absurd.

"..." Fang Xun secretly rolled his eyes and flicked the Taiji True Intent in his hand toward her.

"Taiji True Intent from the Taiji Diagram?" Nuwa caught the Taiji True Intent and sensed the Dao Rhyme of the Taiji Diagram upon it.

This Dao Rhyme was the same as what she had seen in the River of Time, only weaker. But the Taiji Diagram was clearly in Hongjun the Dao Ancestor's hands...

"..." Nuwa looked at her disciple and decided not to pursue the matter.

However, her expression gradually turned solemn as she looked at Fang Xun. "I'll take what you said as true, but I need you to promise that you will never do anything that harms the Primordial Wilderness."

"Otherwise, I will personally clean house."

At the very least, I'll suppress him for five hundred years... Nuwa thought.

"You absolutely don't need to worry about that!" Fang Xun hurriedly declared his stance.

The big shots in the group—Yi Zi was thinking of coming to the Primordial Wilderness to teach, the Primordial Emperor had prepared a grand gift for the Three Pure Ones, and even if you invited that shut-in Bei Ming Sword Venerable, he might not come. As for Ye Tiandi... he just wanted to become the Heavenly Emperor. What was wrong with that?

Ahem, just kidding!

"I promise I won't do anything that harms the Primordial Wilderness!" Fang Xun made the pledge again, and Nuwa nodded in satisfaction.

"Come, let's go back. I'll cultivate here afterward."

With immense self-control, Nuwa put away the Taiji True Intent and placed a hand on Fang Xun's shoulder.

Fang Xun only felt a buzz. The scenery before his eyes seemed to become mottled and shattered, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into the Yin Yang Grotto-Heaven.

This was one manifestation of a Great Luo Supreme's Time-Space profundity. So long as they knew the coordinates and there were no Da Luo-level or stronger methods blocking the way, a Great Luo Supreme could descend upon any place in the Primordial Wilderness in a single thought.

The Primordial Wilderness, which Taiyi Golden Immortals could not cross even if they flew until their Dao hearts shattered, was nothing much before a Great Luo Supreme.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle." Fang Xun bowed to Fu Xi, who was seated upon the Dao Platform.

"I calculated that this journey of yours would not be peaceful, but I never expected you to truly find an immortal island."

Fu Xi looked at Fang Xun with great interest and clicked his tongue in amazement.

Fang Xun's mouth twitched. He truly hated the Primordial Wilderness's habit of calculating everything with a pinch of the fingers. After becoming Nuwa's disciple, his Destiny and Yinguo had actually come under protection, but his martial uncle was the greatest divine fortune-teller in the Primordial Wilderness!

"Brother, why are you here? Aren't you going into seclusion to digest your insights?" Nuwa casually asked.

"I was waiting for you to return." Fu Xi shifted his gaze away from Fang Xun.

"My seclusion will be delayed for some time. I'm going to meet Daoist Di Jun."

Nuwa fell silent.

"This is your decision, Brother. I will not interfere."

"Daoist Di Jun and Daoist Tai Yi have already gathered a rather large force. The Great Luo Dao Struggle is truly about to begin, and I vaguely sense that it will be related to the Witch Clan."

The Witch Clan had long since begun to emerge, and the twelve Ancestral Witches in particular could make the vast majority of Great Luo Supremes feel pressured.

The Three Pure Ones, Yin-Yang, and the Sun Star had all birthed multiple Innate Divine Saints, but how could they compare to something as outrageous as twelve?

"I have already decided to join them, but it would be best for you to remain detached and not become too deeply involved. I can sense that you are different." Fu Xi cautioned.

The "you" he referred to was clearly the six who possessed cushions in the Purple Heaven Palace.

Fu Xi was, after all, a professional. His ability to peer into heavenly secrets was unmatched in the Primordial Wilderness, and it had become even more exaggerated after he attained Da Luo.

"That's too idealistic. Even if I want to remain detached, I may not be able to."

For instance, if Fu Xi were to fall, Nuwa could never restrain herself from intervening. Once she acted, with Yinguo becoming entangled, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Do your best." A trace of worry suddenly appeared on Fu Xi's face. The heavenly secrets indicated that his opportunity lay with the side opposed to the Witch Clan.

Yet he feared that, because of him, Nuwa, whose future was even brighter, would be dragged into it.

"Something major seems to be about to happen." Nuwa suddenly said.

This was a Da Luo's perception after hearing the information Fu Xi had revealed.

"Daoist Di Jun is about to truly step into the spotlight. There is much to it." Fu Xi hesitated for a moment before explaining.

"He also asked me to invite you to attend. My advice is that you should not go."

Had Nuwa not sensed something, Fu Xi would not even have mentioned this invitation.

"How about I go in Teacher's place? I'm Teacher's only disciple, so I can represent Teacher."

Fang Xun, who had been quietly listening at the side, suddenly spoke.

He immediately drew the attention of both Great Luo Supremes.

Their reactions were entirely different. Nuwa's delicate brows rose as she prepared to demonstrate the authority of a teacher—she would beat him up first and talk later.

The Primordial Wilderness was dangerous; staying home was safest!

Fu Xi's eyes, meanwhile, lit up. He was thinking much further ahead.

How should he put it? Taking disciples to avert calamities was not something the later Interpretation Sect had invented alone. The principle behind it was very simple.

Of course, Fang Xun was ultimately Fu Xi's martial nephew, so he would not go so far as to scheme against him.

However, as Nuwa's disciple, Fang Xun's Yinguo was closely bound to Nuwa's. If he went to the Heavenly Court, Di Jun would have to acknowledge it.

With a disciple serving as a buffer, Nuwa would have much more room to maneuver.

Mm... for example, something that all the immortals of the later Heavenly Court understood—"The disciple is unruly and stole a treasure. I'll take him back and teach him a lesson."

Afterward, she could handle it lightly and muddle through at the smallest cost.

Fang Xun's reason for proposing a visit was very simple: Ye Fan wanted to see his future Heavenly Court.

The Group Friends familiar with Fang Xun's story had long been waiting for this moment to arrive.

The Heavenly Court was one of the most important places in the Primordial Wilderness. Its emergence could not be missed.

"No!" Nuwa refused directly.

"Objection overruled!" Fu Xi pointed at himself and Fang Xun. "It's two against one now."

Nuwa was left speechless in astonishment.

"Let's go, let's go. You go into seclusion and cultivate. I'll take Xuansu to the appointment right now." Fu Xi waved a hand, intending to send Nuwa away.

"You!" Nuwa was about to raise her fist and have a proper discussion with her brother.

"Teacher, remember to use that True Intent. Once you attain the Primordial Da Luo Dao Fruit, I'll be able to swagger through the Primordial Wilderness!" Fang Xun hoped his teacher would attain the Primordial Da Luo Dao Fruit.

Fu Xi moved quickly as well. He grabbed Fang Xun by the shoulder and teleported away from the Yin Yang Grotto-Heaven.

"Sigh, having a younger sister who's too overbearing isn't good either." Fu Xi and Fang Xun leaped into Chaos. He raised a hand and wiped his forehead, where a fine layer of cold sweat had actually formed.

When Nuwa raised her fist just now, she had truly intended to physically convince him.

If not for Fang Xun's shout, this elder brother of hers might really have been beaten up. How embarrassing would that have been?

"Martial Uncle, where are we going now?" Fang Xun asked.

"To Buzhou Mountain." Fu Xi calmed himself, then took Fang Xun one step forward, arriving at the... summit of Buzhou Mountain!