If Not Relying on the Heavenly Dao, One Can Establish Their Own Dao

But if the Human Race's first Saint were Fuxi, every faction in the Primordial Wilderness would surely make an issue of his past.

Fuxi saw this clearly.

So he stepped back.

Shennong was silent for a moment before speaking as well.

"I will not take it."

"My wish is for the living beings of the Human Race to suffer less from illness."

"This is not something that can only be done by becoming a Saint."

"If the Human Race has a Saint in the future, I am willing to support them with the Great Dao of Hundred Herbs."

Xuanyuan's hand tightened slightly around his sword.

The Human Emperor Sword let out a long cry.

Everyone looked at him.

Xuanyuan's fighting spirit was the hardest to conceal.

Of course he wanted to become a Saint.

If the Human Emperor Sword were paired with a Saint's Dao Fruit, how many in the Primordial Wilderness would still dare contend with the Human Race?

But after several breaths, Xuanyuan released his grip.

The sword's cry faded into silence.

"I will not take it."

Xuanyuan said in a low voice, "If I become a Saint, the Human Race's edge will be too sharp."

"An edge too sharp may not be a good thing."

"Besides, the Human Race's first Saint should not be someone who only knows how to fight."

After saying that, he added another line.

"Of course, if anyone thinks the Human Race's Saint cannot fight hard enough, come find me."

As soon as those words fell, the oppressive atmosphere within the Ancestral Land eased considerably.

Quite a few Human Race experts could not help but laugh.

That was so like Xuanyuan.

Whether he fought for it or not was one thing.

His sword still had to shine.

The Five Emperors exchanged glances.

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