Because the Chaos Bell was Eastern Emperor Taiyi's companion spiritual treasure, a treasure he had used since childhood, how could he allow Fuxi to refine it?
If Fuxi wanted the Chaos Bell, he would likely have to kill Eastern Emperor Taiyi first.
But then, the Witch-Demon War would probably turn into a war between the demon race and Phoenix Perch Mountain.
Although Fuxi's cultivation had reached the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, there were quite a few Grand Unity Golden Immortals among the demon race. If they all joined forces against him, he truly would not be able to bear it alone.
Whenever he thought of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Fuxi felt a little stifled.
Almost all of this Hongmeng Purple Qi was held in Hongjun's hands. For others to obtain it, they either had to take Hongjun as their master or have a close relationship with him.
Fuxi had not taken Hongjun as his master, which had already made Hongjun lose face. Moreover, aside from Nuwa, Fuxi had some enmity with all of Hongjun's disciples.
It could be said that Fuxi's relationship with Hongjun was quite distant. Why would Fuxi give the Hongmeng Purple Qi to himself?
Could he only wait for the system to surprise him?
Fuxi thought for a long time but could not come up with any solution.
In truth, he felt that if he were Hongjun, he definitely would not be willing to give himself the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Thinking any further was useless, so Fuxi wandered throughout the boundless primordial world.
At times, Fuxi walked across the vast land beneath the moonlight; at other times, he strolled deep within the clouds of the Nine Heavens.
When Fuxi arrived in a deep mountain forest, he encountered a battle among demonic beasts.
The two sides were a pack of jackals and wolves, and a completely black leopard.
The leopard was clearly larger and sturdier, but it was alone and unable to contend with so many howling jackals and wolves at once.
Although the black leopard could bite the throat of one jackal or wolf at the first opportunity, the others would swarm forward and bite and claw at the black tiger's body.
Though the black leopard fought with all its strength, the pack was clearly more terrifying. They distracted the black leopard while having the others attack the black tiger.
The black tiger raised its head and roared, trying to escape the encirclement, but the pack charged forward together. More than a dozen jackals and wolves pounced on the black tiger and knocked him to the ground.
Ignoring the pain wracking his body, the black tiger struggled desperately, trying to throw off the jackals and wolves pinning him down. But they bit tightly into his fur and could not be shaken off at all.
The black tiger was covered in bloody tears and bites, his bones nearly exposed.
The black tiger struggled desperately, but the fangs of the jackals and wolves were deeply embedded in his flesh, leaving him powerless to resist.
"Roar!"
The black tiger let out a pained and furious roar toward the heavens, his cry carrying a hint of grief and indignation.
The black tiger had roamed the mountains and forests for decades. He had never imagined that he would soon die in the mouths of a pack of jackals and wolves.
In fact, his strength far surpassed these jackals and wolves, but he had just gone through a Thunder Tribulation, a Thunder Tribulation for a demonic beast's Form Transformation.
Unfortunately, his cultivation was too shallow. He simply did not possess the strength to undergo Form Transformation and had instead been severely injured by the Thunder Tribulation.
These jackals and wolves had hidden in the nearby forest and ambushed him while he was in poor condition.
A tiger fallen to the plains was bullied by dogs. How tragic was such a plight?
The black tiger's struggles gradually weakened. Blood flowed all over his body, staining the earth a dark red. His vitality waned, his strength failed, and his spirit declined.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by a hoarse tiger's roar, a jackal suddenly pounced onto the black tiger's head. The sturdy black tiger lost his balance from the impact and crashed heavily to the ground.
He had cultivated painstakingly for over a thousand years and endured countless storms, frost, rain, and snow, only to become food for these jackals and wolves in the end. How tragic.
The black tiger suddenly became filled with hatred for this world, hating the unfairness of the Heavenly Dao and the misfortune of fate.
The jackals and wolves viciously tore at the black tiger's flesh. Pinned beneath them, the black tiger was on his last breath and could only gasp weakly.
"Collect!"
The sudden voice startled both the black tiger and the jackals and wolves, but they soon discovered that a powerful suction force had seized their bodies.
At that moment, the jackals and wolves panicked. They wanted to kill the black tiger, but they cherished their own lives even more.
Thus, they all gave up biting the black tiger and fled on all fours.
The black tiger lay weakly on the ground. In his daze, he saw a glazed Gourd suspended high in the sky, releasing an irresistible suction force toward the pack.
The jackals and wolves desperately dug their claws into the ground, yet they were still unable to resist that powerful force, leaving streaks of claw marks across the earth.
No matter how they wailed, their bodies were sucked into the air by the Gourd.
The bodies of the jackals and wolves gradually shrank before being sucked directly into the Gourd, where they were melted into ash.
The black tiger was somewhat bewildered. Why had he not been sucked into the Gourd by that force?
"Do you want to live?"
An unfamiliar voice rang out in the black tiger's mind.
"Yes..."
The black tiger answered between ragged breaths.
A ray of immortal light descended from the sky and struck the black tiger's body, repairing his wounds, replenishing his vitality, and nourishing his spirit.
Fuxi walked up to the black tiger with the Gourd in his hand.
Seeing the young man dressed in white before him, the black tiger prostrated himself reverently on the ground and said to Fuxi:
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life."
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Fuxi looked at the black tiger, whose injuries had already recovered, and smiled. "No need to thank me."
Fuxi had not saved this black tiger on a whim.
From the moment he first saw the black tiger, he pinched his fingers and calculated the black tiger's fate.
Although this black tiger appeared to have ordinary cultivation and had even failed its Form Transformation, Fuxi discovered that its destiny was full of twists and turns, and it carried certain karmic ties. It was no ordinary little demonic beast.
Fuxi recalled the history of the primordial world and gradually understood the black tiger's identity.
Zhao Gongming, disciple of Sect Master Tongtian of the Interception Sect, was originally a black tiger.
Fuxi deduced further and found that this black tiger indeed had certain karmic ties with Sect Master Tongtian.
Thinking that he had actually encountered Zhao Gongming during his Form Transformation stage, Fuxi found it rather fascinating.
In his previous life, when he read primordial world novels, he had thought quite highly of Zhao Gongming.
Unfortunately, as a disciple of the Interception Sect, Zhao Gongming had died miserably during the Canonization of the Gods and become the God of Wealth on the Investiture of the Gods. His end had been truly tragic.
In this life, Fuxi had encountered Zhao Gongming in advance, so naturally he was unwilling to watch him die and vanish from the world.
Since he had formed karma with Zhao Gongming, taking him into his own sect was not out of the question.
When Fuxi visited Wuzhuang Temple, he saw the group of Daoist children laughing and playing there. He found it quite interesting and developed the idea of establishing his own force.
Of course, Fuxi did not want to establish a force merely to make Phoenix Perch Mountain livelier.
In truth, Fuxi had thought the idea of establishing a force through very carefully.
The main motivation driving Fuxi to establish a force was to compete for opportunities.
During the early stages of the primordial world, everyone fought over opportunities and could personally enter the fray.
But by the middle and later stages of the primordial world, although opportunities still existed, the major factions had also turned their attention to fortune and merit.
To profit from great calamities and great opportunities, a force was an indispensable means.
With a force, Fuxi and Nuwa would no longer need to personally step in for many matters. They could simply stand behind their disciples and support them.
And Zhao Gongming became Fuxi's first attempt at establishing a force.
However, the black tiger did not yet know his own name or destiny. For now, he was merely a down-and-out demonic beast that had failed its Form Transformation and had just recovered from serious injuries.
The black tiger slightly raised his head to examine the young man before him. He only felt that Fuxi was unfathomable and carried a terrifying aura. At a glance, he was clearly an expert senior.
He then thought of how this young man had effortlessly healed his dying body. Knowing that this senior likely bore him some goodwill, he wondered if this might be his Opportunity.
With that thought, the black tiger immediately bent his knees and knelt before Fuxi. "Please, Senior, accept me as your disciple!"
Fuxi was somewhat surprised. He had thought that he would need to take the initiative and invite Zhao Gongming to become his disciple, but Zhao Gongming had unexpectedly asked to take him as his master on his own.
Fuxi shook his head with a smile. They said Zhao Gongming was forthright and magnanimous. Fuxi had thought he would be some coarse brute, but he was quite good at clinging to a powerful backer at a time like this.
"I can accept you as my disciple, but only if you pass my test."
Fuxi spoke calmly.
The black tiger pressed his head to the ground and said devoutly, "Please speak, Senior. This junior will certainly do his utmost to complete your test."
Fuxi pointed eastward. "My Daoist Sanctuary is Phoenix Perch Mountain, near Buzhou Mountain. If you can reach my Daoist Sanctuary in three thousand years, I will accept you as my disciple."
Fuxi's test seemed very simple.
Although this forest was more than ten million li from Phoenix Perch Mountain, the black tiger was still a demonic beast with abundant stamina. Running several thousand li a day would be effortless for him.
An expert at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm like Fuxi could even make a round trip in an instant.
But the difficulty lay not in the journey itself, but in the dangers and hardships along the way.
Countless demons, monsters, ghosts, and strange creatures lay in wait along the ten-million-li route to Phoenix Perch Mountain.
These demons, monsters, ghosts, and strange creatures acted meekly before Fuxi, but when facing a little demon like the black tiger, who had yet to undergo Form Transformation, they would strike without mercy.
If the black tiger did not work hard to improve his cultivation along the way, he would either be stranded halfway, reduced to dry bones, or become an ordinary little demon.
Seeing the black tiger's sincere attitude, Fuxi sent a ray of clear light into his body.
The clear light struck the top of the black tiger's head, and his fur began to retract into his flesh, revealing bronze-colored skin.
The black tiger gradually changed from a four-legged beast crawling on the ground into a brawny man.
The black tiger excitedly stood up, jumping about as he walked with the vigor of a tiger.
Earlier, in order to undergo Form Transformation, the black tiger had been badly injured by the Thunder Tribulation and left in a miserable state.
Yet with Fuxi's help, the black tiger had easily undergone Form Transformation and even avoided the Thunder Tribulation. This was enough to demonstrate Fuxi's strength.
A casual ray of clear light had produced such miraculous results. In the black tiger's heart, Fuxi had become a senior comparable to an immortal.
He made up his mind that he would definitely travel to Phoenix Perch Mountain and take this senior as his master.
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