Fuxi Takes a Master to Learn Clay Sculpting? Great God Gets Completely Crushed by Cute Baby!

At the Kunlun Mountain Peak, in the Hundred Herbs Garden.

The Great God Fuxi squatted on the ground, looking at the lump of "Taiji Divine Clay" in his hand, and fell into deep self-doubt.

His plan was so perfect!

Through big data analysis, we accurately identified "playing with mud" as a breakthrough point.

Furthermore, by combining their own strengths, they incorporated the art of Bagua (Eight Trigrams) deduction into the clay figurine making game.

This is called Dimensional Strike! This is called edutainment!

He wanted to show those "country bumpkins" like Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, who only knew how to feed their children, what real high-end childcare was!

He could already imagine the gleam of admiration in Lin Shen's clear eyes when he sculpted the first little figure imbued with the essence of the Eight Trigrams.

He even had his lines ready. "Little Lin Shen, look, this is the Way. The Way is everywhere; even a handful of soil can embody the ultimate truth of the universe."

How sophisticated! How profound!

But what's the reality?

His ritualistic, Great God approach to mixing mud was mercilessly criticized by Lin Shen.

His "model of the Tao," which contained the profound principles of the Eight Trigrams, was regarded by Lin Shen as "tofu," "soap," and "rice cake."

Meanwhile, Lin Shen had already quickly sculpted a moving, meowing clay kitten!

The kitten was crooked and disproportionate, with its left leg thicker than its right and its tail shorter.

But it survived!

It curiously surveyed the world with its tiny, black bean-like eyes, then took four short steps and ran to Fuxi's feet, rubbing its little head against his trouser leg.

"Meow~"

A soft, sweet cry struck Fuxi's proud Dao Heart.

Fuxi looked down at the mud kitten circling around him, then at the square, angular, but lifeless "tofu block" in his hand.

His worldview completely collapsed.

We lost.

We lost again.

And the defeat was even more devastating than when he vomited blood at the dojo last time.

The loss to Lin Shen, that incomprehensible being, last time could be considered a fault not in terms of combat.

This time, he lost because of his most prized "intelligence" and "technology".

His most perfect "model of the Tao," built with all his life's learning, was utterly crushed by a three-year-old's whimsical clay kitten.

"Uncle, would you like to pinch it like me?"

Lin Shen tilted her little face up, blinked her clear, bright eyes, and looked at him intently.

"Shall I teach you?"

At this moment, Fuxi looked into Lin Shen's innocent eyes and listened to his sincere words, which contained not a trace of mockery.

All the frustration, resentment, and resentment in my heart suddenly vanished.

Yes, what exactly is he so fixated on?

Sophistication? Depth? Profound truth?

Are these things really important to a child?

Perhaps for Lin Shen, a lively, meowing, and playful little cat with a crooked neck is far more meaningful than a cold, impersonal "tofu block" containing the three thousand great principles.

What he pursues is what he considers "good".

What Lin Shen wanted was simply to have fun.

"Good."

Fuxi let out a long breath, a relieved smile appearing on his face like never before.

He casually tossed aside the lump of "Taiji Divine Clay" that held all his pride and wisdom.

Then, imitating Lin Shen, he also grabbed a handful of ordinary soil.

He sat down next to Lin Shen, adopting an unprecedentedly humble posture.

"Then teach your uncle how to sculpt this kitten."

"Okay! Okay!"

Lin Shen that Uncle Fuxi was finally willing to play the same things with him, and he clapped his hands with delight.

He immediately began to teach in a serious manner, like a little teacher.

"First, you need to sculpt a round head, not a square one, because a square one is like tofu!"

Fuxi's lips twitched, and he silently reshaped the rudimentary Bagua form he had subconsciously created into a... not-so-round circle.

"Then, we need to pinch two pointy ears for it so it can hear us calling it!"

As Lin Shen spoke, he used his little finger to pinch two cute little triangles out of the clay.

Fuxi imitated him and began pinching his ears as well.

But he spent his whole life sculpting Bagua diagrams, always choosing between Qian and Kun, Li and Kan; he'd never sculpted a small triangle before.

If you don't control your strength perfectly, "Crack!" and you crush the mud head to pieces.

Fuxi: "..."

"Oh dear! Uncle, you're so silly!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Shen Can mercilessly mocked him.

"You're too strong! Be gentle, like this, very gently..."

The little guy stretched out his tiny hand and grasped the large hand of Fuxi that had once manipulated countless heavenly secrets, and was taught step by step.

Fuxi felt the softness and warmth from that small hand, a wondrous feeling he had never experienced before welled up within him.

This feeling was more fulfilling and... joyful than deducing a fundamental law or predicting a future variable.

Not far away, Nuwa, who was swinging on a swing, watched this scene with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

She knew that her brother, who had always been arrogant and aloof, had finally found something more interesting than deducing the secrets of heaven.

Meanwhile, the Three Pure Ones, who were frantically fighting amongst themselves in their respective dojos for the "Pet-Snatching Plan," also witnessed this scene through their divine senses.

"My goodness! That old Fuxi is something else!"

The Tongtian Jiaozhu laughed so hard he slapped his thigh as he watched Fuxi's clumsy and disdainful appearance being criticized by Lin Shen.

"To curry favor with my apprentice, he's shamelessly gone! He actually became my apprentice's student and learned to sculpt clay!"

"Hmph, just trying to attract attention."

Although Yuanshi Tianzun outwardly showed disdain, he secretly made a mental note of it.

So... you can do it like this?

Put aside your pride, actively participate in your apprentice's games, and even become his disciple?

That seems like a good idea.

Yuanshi Tianzun silently made a few more revisions to his grand plan of the "Pangu Creates the Heavens Simulator".

He decided to add an "apprenticeship mode" to the game.

Let Lin Shen Can accept him as his Second Master's apprentice and teach him how to fight monsters.

Taiqing Laozi stroked his beard, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Good, great good."

He felt that the "parenting atmosphere" in the Kunlun Mountain was getting better and better.

In this peaceful yet competitive atmosphere, the Great God Fuxi began his "mud apprenticeship" in the Kunlun Mountain.

Although the kittens he sculpted either looked like pigs, dogs, or indescribable Cthulhu-style monsters.

Although he often used too much force and broke the mud into pieces, which drew merciless ridicule from Lin Shen, who said, "You're so stupid!"

But for some reason, he enjoyed it.

He discovered that his Dao Heart, which had become cold and weary from years of deducing heavenly secrets, was being healed little by little in this simple and pure joy.

What surprised him even more was--

Ever since I started playing in the mud with Lin Shen, my luck seems to have... improved?

That day, his hands ached from kneading the mud, so he went to wash them in the stream behind the mountain.

I had just reached the stream when my foot slipped and I almost fell.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed a nearby rock for support.

As a result, the stone cracked in the middle with a "snap".

A dazzling ray of light shone out from the stone.

Fuxi looked closely and saw that inside the stone was a section of... a crystal-clear willow branch, radiating boundless vitality?

The willow branches were surrounded by the laws of the Three Thousand Great Daos, and each leaf was a newly born microcosm.

"This... this is... Chaos Spiritual Root, a branch of Hollow Willow?!"

Fuxi's breathing stopped instantly.