Fuxi's Destiny Live Broadcast Room! The Uncle Who Draws Turtles!

Nuwa's "Garden of Love" slowly dissipated like a dream bubble.

Before that gentle Qi of Creation had dissipated, a completely different aura, filled with a profound sense of destiny, rose from the other side of Kunlun Mountain.

We've arrived at the home turf of the Great God Fuxi.

He walked out from the clouds atop the mountain with steady steps.

The Fuxi of this moment was completely different from the dejected man who had been criticized by Lin Shen to the point of having his Dao Heart shattered.

He stood tall and straight, his long hair moved without wind, and a knowing smile played on his lips. He exuded a sense of control, like a "program director."

Ever since he played in the mud with Lin Shen and accidentally found Hollow Willow, glimpsing the Origin of the Great Dao of Space, he had an epiphany.

He finally understood!

All the divination of celestial secrets and the profound truths of the universe are merely auxiliary skills in the face of the great and ultimate cosmic undertaking of "soothing children"!

The real core competitiveness is making the little one happy!

Therefore, he meticulously designed this final challenge.

He wanted to use his professional skills, which he was most proficient in, to bring this grand "Admission Ceremony" to a perfect close, one that would best highlight his status as a "Good Uncle"!

Fuxi's figure appeared before the five remaining survivors.

The Qiankun Ancestor and Earth was still holding his "Xuanhuang Son," looking utterly hopeless, as if his body had been completely drained.

The Yang Mei the Great Immortal remained as nonchalant as ever, as if he had come to Kunlun Mountain simply to enjoy the scenery.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor closed his eyes to rest, his body slowly circulating black and white energy, seemingly digesting what he had just gained.

The other two mysterious ancient rogue cultivators also wore solemn expressions, awaiting the final test.

"Fellow Daoists, congratulations on reaching the final stage."

Fuxi's voice rang out, possessing a unique magnetism, elegant and composed.

He didn't rush to announce the rules, but instead turned his gaze to the mountaintop, where Lin Shen was being coaxed by the Three Pure Ones, his little mouth stuffed with candy.

"Little Lin Shen, look here at your uncle."

Fuxi's voice, carrying a hint of joy like someone presenting a treasure, clearly reached Lin Shen's ears through the water mirror.

Lin Shen raised his head, his mouth stuffed full of candy beans, like a little hamster hoarding food.

He saw in the water mirror that Uncle Fuxi was smiling at him, smiling very... hard.

"Uncle, aren't you Drawing Turtles today...?"

Lin Shen asked vaguely.

The smile on Fuxi's face froze for a moment.

This child!

How can your memory be so good!

Can't you just forget the "Drawing Turtles" meme?! Don't you have any shame about my embarrassing past?!

"Cough cough!"

Fuxi coughed heavily twice, forcing the corners of his mouth to turn upwards again, regaining his confident demeanor.

"Uncle won't Drawing Turtles today. Today, Uncle will show you... other people's fates!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly waved his hand!

The enormous water mirror behind him—the "Destiny Live Broadcast Room"—suddenly shone brightly!

The image on the water mirror was no longer a simple real-time view, but rather appeared as countless threads, like a spider web, intertwined and radiating a faint light.

Each thread represents a possibility for the future, profound and mysterious.

"My final hurdle is called -- the Crossroads of Fate."

Fuxi's voice was filled with a dramatic sense of mystery.

"The rules are very simple."

He extended a finger and gently shook it.

"Next, I will predict a 'future' for each of you five."

"In this future, you will face a life-changing choice."

"Your choice will determine your destiny with Kunlun Mountain, and even more so... whether you are qualified to be my nephew Lin Shen's playmates."

Fuxi deliberately emphasized the words "nephew," and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced rather smugly in the direction of the Three Pure Ones, subtly asserting his special status.

Upon hearing this, the remaining five bigwigs reacted with varying expressions.

A choice that will test the future?

This is far more perplexing than any of the previous tests!

The future is a realm that even they, as Daluo Golden Immortal, dare not easily touch. It is full of endless variables, and even a tiny thought can lead to completely different results.

This tests not only strength, but also one's Dao Heart, wisdom, and instinctive reaction when facing the unknown!

"At this juncture, there is no right or wrong, only choices."

Fuxi spoke slowly, his gaze sharp as he swept over the five people.

"And ultimately, the one who judges your choices is neither me nor Brother Three Pure Ones."

He paused, then pointed towards the mountaintop, where Lin Shen was curiously picking his nose and staring at the water mirror.

"It's him."

"Whether your choices satisfy him and whether he finds them 'fun' is the only criterion for approval."

These words caused another uproar in the audience.

Are you asking a three-year-old to judge their choices regarding their destiny?

Isn't the Kunlun Mountain's standard for accepting disciples a bit too hasty and outrageous?

But then they thought, this might be the most difficult part!

Who can read a child's mind?

Who knows whether he'll enjoy watching you sacrifice yourself to save the world, or watch you flip the table at the drop of a hat?

This test is full of unknowns! Full of excitement!

"Alright, enough chit-chat."

Fuxi stopped his preamble and focused his attention on the two mysterious rogue cultivators who had cleared the level first.

"Let's begin with you two fellow Daoists."

He flicked his finger, and two streams of light flew out from the River Diagram and Luo Script in front of him, disappearing into the brows of the two rogue cultivators.

The two rogue cultivators shuddered violently, their eyes instantly becoming dazed, clearly having fallen into the "Destiny Illusion" woven for them by Fuxi.

The image on the water mirror is divided in two.

In the image on the left, the rogue cultivator dressed in a gray Daoist robe appears on a Chaos battlefield filled with mountains of corpses Blood Sea.

He witnessed his closest friend, with whom he had discussed the Dao for millions of years, being torn into countless specks of light by a ferocious Chaos Demon Gods while protecting him, his Divine Soul annihilated.

He faced a choice: endure the humiliation, escape with his friend's hopes, and seek revenge later; or, driven by passion, charge forward and perish together with the demon god?

The gray-robed rogue's face twitched; ultimately, he chose the former.

He kowtowed three times in the direction where his friend had fallen, then transformed into a streak of light and resolutely disappeared into the sky.

At the summit, Lin Shen watched this scene, his brows furrowing.

"That uncle... ran away."

He commented in a childish voice.

"It ran so fast, but the bad guy is still there. It's not fun at all."

Fuxi's expression remained unchanged, but in his heart he silently labeled this gray-robed rogue cultivator as "outdated".

In the scene on the right, the rogue cultivator dressed in a blue Daoist robe encountered an incredible opportunity.

He discovered a supreme Dao fruit that was about to ripen. This fruit contained all the essence of a universe after its destruction. As long as he swallowed it, he could ascend to heaven in one step and prove the Dao of Hunyuan.

But just as he was about to pick it, he discovered that under the roots of the Dao Fruit, a nest of newly hatched, hungry Seven-Colored Luan Birds chicks was being protected.

Harvesting the Dao Fruit will inevitably destroy the spiritual root, depriving this brood of chicks of their only protection, leading to their untimely death.

The choice he faced was: to abandon this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to achieve enlightenment and quietly depart, or to steel himself, seize the Dao Fruit, and ascend to the pinnacle?

The Blue Robed Rogue Cultivator stood there for a long time. Finally, he sighed, bowed to the chirping fledglings from afar, and then turned and left without a trace of regret.

"This uncle isn't fun either."

Lin Shen's assessment remained concise and clear.

"He saw such a big, shiny fruit, and just walked away without eating it. How silly of him! Lin Shen wanted to eat it too."

Fuxi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he also marked this Blue Robed Rogue Cultivator as "eliminated".

It seems that this conventional test of Dao Heart, filled with positive energy such as "sacrificing oneself for righteousness" and "compassion," is simply not appealing to my little nephew.

What he wanted was "interesting," "fun," and unexpected!

Having figured this out, Fuxi looked at the next person.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist, please be ready."

Excitement gleamed in Fuxi's eyes.

He decided to do something different for this old relic from the same Chaos Era! To give him a grand spectacle!

A stream of light, a hundred times more complex than before, roared out from the River Diagram and Luo Script and instantly entered the Yin-Yang Ancestor's brow.

The image on the water mirror changes.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor discovered that he had arrived in a completely new, perfect universe that he had personally created.

In this universe, yin and yang, life and death, light and darkness have reached the most extreme and perfect balance.

Everything exists in a state of eternal, static, and absolute harmony.

Without struggle, without calamity, without the Life and Death Reincarnation, time loses its meaning here.

This is a perfect, yet also lifeless, universe. A magnificent tomb under absolute order.

He is the only, supreme god in this universe.

He can enjoy this eternal peace and harmony forever.

Alternatively... one could personally disrupt this balance, allowing this universe to regain "life," but also to experience "chaos" and "pain."

How to choose?

This is an ultimate question that points directly to the Origin of the Great Dao!

Faced with this choice, the Yin-Yang Ancestor simply watched quietly for a while.

Then he smiled.

He stretched out his hand and pointed gently at the desolate universe.

"Without yin, there is no life; without yang, there is no growth."

"The harmony of Yin Yang is the Great Way."

"Give it to the Old Daoist priest..."

"Get moving!"

As he finished speaking...

That still universe suddenly trembled!

The black and white energies, like two ancient dragons, began to frantically merge and collide!

Light and darkness begin to tear apart and chase each other!

For the first time in this universe, the gears of life and death roared and began to turn in a spectacular fashion!

In an instant, the entire universe came to life!

"Wow!"

At the summit, Lin Shen's eyes widened in surprise upon seeing this scene!

"This grandpa is amazing! He made the Black and White Little Balls fight!"

"They're fighting! They're fighting!"

"This is fun! This is fun!"

The little guy's face turned bright red with excitement as he clapped his little hands in Taiqing Laozi's arms.

Fuxi revealed a confident smile, feeling completely at ease.

It's done!

He finally figured out the correct "question-setting approach"!

So what's next...?

Fuxi's gaze slowly moved, finally settling on the last two people.

Those two most important players.

The Yang Mei the Great Immortal, and that unconventional person who has already successfully offended the Little Ancestor...

Qiankun Ancestor!