Li Yuan went directly to find Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and Duobao after leaving seclusion, explaining the situation.
The three martial brothers naturally agreed to go together.
Xuandu in particular was also born of the human race.
But Kong Xuan sidled over as well, speaking softly.
"Can you take me along?"
Li Yuan snapped back to the present and thought it over—Kong Xuan seemed to be familiar only with the four of them.
If he stayed at the Dragon Palace, he probably wouldn't know what to do next.
He agreed on the spot, said a word to Yellow Dragon, and the group set off straight for the human race.
Thinking about going home, Li Yuan couldn't help humming a cheerful little tune.
"Find some free time, find some time, lead the kids, often go home and see, often go home and see, home and see..."
Just a few lines of a song, but they stirred deep emotions in Xuandu.
"Following Master back to Kunlun Mountain, it's truly been many years since I last returned to the human race."
"Actually, I planned to go back and visit right after descending the mountain, but I went straight to the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano instead."
"To have gained what I have now is excellent, and going home again carries a different flavor."
Li Yuan glanced at Kong Xuan, who was silent and looking down.
At that moment, hearing the song, Kong Xuan's heart was equally mixed with emotions.
Recalling the teachings of Ancestor Yuanfeng before her fall, and the daily moments at the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano, a trace of tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.
But suddenly, Li Yuan's face appeared in his line of sight, inches away, with a strange smile.
"Ehh~~ Martial Brother, are you really crying?"
Those words drew everyone's attention to Kong Xuan.
He quickly blinked, coughed twice, and maintained his persona.
"No, I didn't. Martial Brother must have misseen."
Li Yuan said nothing, a playful smile lingering on his face as he thought to himself.
"I never expected that the future number one under the saints would now be caught crying."
"He's still not mature enough in heart; leaving the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano for the first time is only natural."
"To reach such heights through solitary cultivation—who knows how much hardship he endured. Joining the Exposition Sect is truly excellent."
Still, singing "Often Go Home and See" at this moment had a devastating effect on Kong Xuan.
No less than the first night of military service, when the squad leader directly promoted you!
On the road, Li Yuan was diligently writing in his diary.
[The human race was created by Martial Aunt Nuwa. As the first race created in the Primordial World, they must have the blessing of Great God Pangu]
At this statement, Laozi nodded slightly in agreement.
"Without the blessing of the Heavenly Dao and Great God Pangu, an ordinary race created would have no chance to Attain Dao and Become a Saint. Look at the Asura Race as an example."
The Asura Race originated from the Nether Blood Sea, the work of Ancestor Nether River.
Speaking of this Nether River, he too came from the Purple Cloud Palace, a top-tier great power of the same generation as the saints.
At the peak Quasi-Sage realm, he never missed any of the three lectures.
He gave everything to Attain Dao and Become a Saint.
Seeing Nuwa create humans and become a saint, he created the Asura Race, but it made little stir.
Then he noticed the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Saints establishing their Dao lineages.
Nether River directly founded the Asura Sect with the Asura Race on his own.
Yet he remained stuck at the peak Quasi-Sage realm, utterly unable to Attain Dao and Become a Saint.
[The human race is weak, and Fourth Martial Aunt has no Dao lineage. Mainly, Fourth Martial Aunt attained Dao and became a saint, but she truly has no management sense at all]
Put simply, she's rich, opened a top-tier company, but doesn't know how to run it and has no capable subordinates.
A faint smile appeared on Laozi's face as he thought to himself.
"That's exactly like Martial Sister Nuwa—attaining Dao and becoming a saint without establishing a Dao lineage, spending her days watching the show and nothing else."
"She doesn't care about the affairs of the Primordial World either; her position at the Demon Court is just a nominal post."
"This Martial Sister, ah..."
[The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors haven't appeared yet, so the human race must be in a very difficult state. My mother race like this—it pains my heart. It's time to make the human race great]
Laozi keenly caught the most important information in the diary.
"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors—what are they? Since Yuan'er mentioned them, they must be of great use."
"Still, Yuan'er's feelings for the human race are truly excellent. He does not forget his roots."
He had seen many great figures who rose from small factions, and the first thing they did after achieving fame and success was—
Forget their roots!
[The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors—just right for the three of us martial brothers to personally teach. At the same time, let Kong Xuan protect the human race. Then everyone can gain benefits, and the human race can develop as well. A win-win situation.]
Laozi's eyelids drooped slightly as he stroked his beard, a faint smile hidden in his thoughts.
"It seems I must take these Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors seriously. When the time comes, I will first do my utmost to seek traces of them."
Meanwhile, Li Yuan turned to Xuandu and asked, "Martial Brother, I recall that back then, the human race seemed to still be ignorant and uncivilized, correct?"
Xuandu nodded slightly, a trace of reminiscence surfacing on his face as he said softly, "Yes. The two of us spent our days playing in the streams, running under the setting sun—those were the days of our lost youth."
"Later, we received our master's guidance, and only then did we become who we are today. We truly must thank our master, and thank Fourth Martial Uncle."
"If not for them, there would be no us today."
Li Yuan stared at Xuandu with a complicated expression. Damn, he really knew how to talk. The art of language.
The struggle for the heir had always been like this.
"Back then, we mainly went hungry, wore rags, and drank blood raw."
"Life was truly difficult. The main problem was that there were no cultivators among the human race."
"But when our master left, he left the Golden Core Dao in almost every tribe. I imagine the human race is doing somewhat better now."
As the two spoke, their anticipation for the current state of the human race grew stronger.
But considering the scale of the human race and the cultivation realms of its members, They were still a minor race that couldn't even rank among the myriad races of the Primordial World.
Li Yuan recalled the miserable state of the human race in the Primordial World webnovels of his past life.
He couldn't help but think pessimistically, "What if the Demon Court has already begun the Witch Slaughtering Sword plan?"
"Wouldn't the human race be nothing more than livestock to be slaughtered at will by the Demon Court?"
"When the time comes, I will surely make the Demon Court pay."
After all, it had only been so many years. The human race had no top-tier great power to guard them.
Any random Demon God could harvest the human race like cutting leeks.
At the same time, his speed increased, and Xuandu, Guangchengzi, Duobao, and Kong Xuan quickly followed.
"Ahead is the human race's settlement. We've finally arrived!"
Li Yuan's shout snapped everyone back to reality.
They all spoke eagerly, voices overlapping, "I'm really curious what the ancestral homeland of our two martial brothers looks like."
"A race created by Martial Aunt Nuwa—I'm truly curious."
"..."
Suddenly, the Kongtong Seal in Li Yuan's sleeve grew hot, faintly revealing the Dao pattern of the three characters "Fire Cloud Cave," then vanishing in an instant.
Before he could react, a sudden scream made Li Yuan frown.
"Ah—!!!"
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