After leaving seclusion, Li Yuan immediately sought out Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and Duobao to explain the situation.
The three martial brothers were naturally willing to go together.
Xuandu especially, since he too had been born into the Human Race.
However, Kong Xuan also came over and softly asked.
"Can you take me with you?"
Li Yuan came back to his senses. Thinking it over carefully, Kong Xuan seemed to be familiar only with the four of them.
If he stayed behind at the Dragon Palace, he probably would not know what to do next.
Li Yuan readily agreed. After informing Yellow Dragon, the group headed straight for the Human Race.
At the thought of going home, Li Yuan could not help humming happily.
"Find some free time, find some time, take the children, visit home often, visit home often, go home and see..."
They were merely a few lines of song, yet they filled Xuandu's heart with emotion.
"After following Master back to Kunlun Mountain, I truly have not returned to the Human Race for many years."
"Actually, I had planned to go back for a look as soon as I came down from the mountain, but I went straight to the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano instead."
"It was already wonderful to gain what I have today. Going home again now carries a different kind of feeling."
Li Yuan glanced at Kong Xuan, who had lowered his head and remained silent.
Hearing the song, Kong Xuan was likewise filled with mixed emotions.
He recalled Yuan Feng's teachings before her death, as well as every little memory from his days at the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano.
Tears immediately welled up in his eyes.
Then Li Yuan's face suddenly appeared in his vision, inches away, wearing a strange grin.
"Ehh—Junior Brother, are you really crying?"
The moment he said that, everyone's gaze focused on Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan hurriedly blinked a few times, coughed twice, and continued maintaining his composure.
"No, I'm not. Senior Brother must have seen wrong."
Li Yuan said nothing. His face retained an amused smile as he inwardly sighed.
"I never expected the man who would one day stand first beneath the Saints to have a moment of crying like this."
"His temperament must still be immature. It is only natural, since this is his first time leaving the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano."
"He managed to cultivate alone to such a level. Who knew how much hardship he endured? Joining the Exposition Sect was truly an excellent choice."
Then again, singing "Visit Home Often" at this time was devastatingly effective against Kong Xuan.
It was no less lethal than playing "Green Flowers in the Army" on a recruit's first night in the barracks, then having the squad leader promoted on the spot!
While traveling, Li Yuan diligently continued writing his diary.
The Human Race was created by Martial Uncle Nuwa. As the first race created in the Primordial World, they must surely have Great God Pangu's favor as well.
Laozi nodded slightly in agreement with this statement.
"If they did not have the favor of the Heavenly Dao and Great God Pangu, an ordinary race created from nothing would never have the possibility of Attaining Dao and Becoming Saint. The Asura Race is an example."
The Asura Race had been created by Ancestor Nether River in the Nether Blood Sea.
Speaking of which, Nether River had also emerged from the Purple Cloud Palace. He was a peak great power from the same generation as the Saints.
At the peak Quasi-Sage realm, he had never missed any of the three sermons.
For the sake of Attaining Dao and Becoming Saint, he had given everything.
When he saw Nuwa create humans and Attain Dao and Become Saint, he created the Asura Race, but the resulting commotion was insignificant.
Then he noticed that the Three Pure Ones and the two Western Saints had established their Dao lineages.
Nether River directly became self-sufficient and established the Asura Sect using the Asura Race.
Yet he remained stuck at the peak Quasi-Sage realm, utterly unable to Attain Dao and Become Saint.
The Human Race was weak, and Fourth Martial Uncle had no Dao lineage to speak of. The main thing was that although Fourth Martial Uncle had Attained Dao and Become Saint, she truly had no talent whatsoever for management.
Put simply, she had money and started a top-tier company, but did not know how to operate it, nor did she have any capable subordinates.
A faint smile appeared on Laozi's face as he inwardly remarked.
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"She really does say exactly the same things as Junior Sister Nuwa. After Attaining Dao and Becoming Saint, she did not establish a Dao lineage. Every day, all she does is watch shows."
"She does not care about the affairs of the Primordial World either. Even at the Demon Court, she merely holds an ordinary nominal position."
"Junior Sister... sigh."
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have yet to be born. The Human Race must still be in a terribly difficult situation. When my own people suffer like this, it pains me deeply. It is time to make the Human Race great again.
Laozi keenly noticed the most important piece of information in the diary.
"What are these Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors? Since Yuan'er mentioned them, they must be of great use."
"Still, Yuan'er's feelings toward the Human Race are truly admirable. He does not forget his roots."
He had seen many great powers born from small factions. After achieving fame and success, the first thing they did was—
Forget their roots!
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors can be personally taught by the three martial brothers. At the same time, Kong Xuan can protect the Human Race. Then everyone will benefit, the Human Race can develop, and it will be a win-win situation.
Laozi lowered his eyelids slightly, stroking his beard as he smiled to himself.
"It seems I must take the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors seriously. When the time comes, I should first try to find traces of them."
Meanwhile, Li Yuan turned to Xuandu and asked.
"Senior Brother, I remember that the Human Race still seemed ignorant and unenlightened back then, right?"
Xuandu nodded slightly. A look of reminiscence appeared on his face as he softly said.
"Yes. The two of us played in the streams all day, our figures running beneath the setting sun—that was our lost youth."
"Later, we received Master's guidance, which is why we are who we are today. We truly must thank Master and Fourth Martial Uncle."
"Without them, there would be no us today."
Li Yuan stared at Xuandu with a complicated expression. Damn, he was too good at talking. This was the art of language.
Such was always the case in the struggle for favor.
"Back then, the main problem was that people did not have enough to eat or enough clothes to wear. They ate raw meat and drank blood."
"Life was truly difficult, mainly because there were no cultivators among the Human Race."
"However, when Master left, he seemed to have left behind the Golden Core Dao in nearly every tribe. The Human Race should be doing somewhat better now, I suppose."
As the two spoke, they grew increasingly expectant about the Human Race's present circumstances.
Yet judging by the Human Race's scale and the cultivation realms of its cultivators—
They were still merely a small race that did not rank at all among the myriad races of the Primordial World.
Li Yuan recalled the miserable fate of the Human Race in the Primordial World webnovels from his previous life.
He could not help thinking pessimistically.
"What if the Demon Court has already begun the Witch Slaughtering Sword plan?"
"Wouldn't the Human Race then become livestock for the Demon Court to slaughter at will?"
"When that time comes, the Demon Court must pay the price."
After all, not many years had passed. The Human Race had no top-tier great power guarding them.
Any random Demon God could harvest the Human Race as easily as cutting leeks.
At the same time, Li Yuan sped up, causing Xuandu, Guangchengzi, Duobao, and Kong Xuan to quickly follow.
"The Human Race's settlement is ahead. We've finally arrived!"
Li Yuan's shout brought everyone back to their senses.
All of them were filled with anticipation as they spoke over one another.
"I really am curious what the homeland of the two Senior Brothers looks like."
"A race created by Martial Uncle Nuwa—I truly am curious."
"..."
The Kongtong Seal in Li Yuan's sleeve suddenly grew hot. Dao patterns forming the words Fire Cloud Cave faintly emerged, then vanished in an instant.
Before he could react, a sudden scream made Li Yuan frown slightly.
"Ah—!!!"
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