Honghuang Fuxi: Nuwa, I Want You to Help Me Cultivate

After all, the system is of great significance to a transmigrator.

Seeing these three mission options, Fuxi was a bit stunned.

Were the first two missions serious?

The first option, asking him to persuade Nuwa not to go to Zixiao Palace, was equivalent to preventing Nuwa from becoming a Sage, creating humans, and mending the heavens. It was an act of great sin. No wonder the reward was punishment by Zixiao Divine Thunder; he truly deserved to be struck by lightning.

As for the second option, it was like cutting off one's own path to cultivation.

If he couldn't become a Sage, he would be letting down all those transmigrators who became kings and overlords in other worlds.

A precious public lecture by Hongjun at Zixiao Palace like this was a lifelong regret if missed. Of course, he chose the third option!

The moment Fuxi chose the third option, he felt a surge of immense energy erupt within him. Countless laws of the Great Dao clearly manifested in his mind, propelling him to the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Thus, in just a few breaths, Fuxi's aura exploded with the power of a late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Nuwa looked at Fuxi with surprise and asked, "Brother, have you broken through?"

Fuxi nodded slightly at Nuwa and said, "I gained some insight from the Sage's phenomenon just now. I was lucky enough to break through."

Fuxi's expression appeared calm, but his heart was filled with excitement and joy.

In an instant, he went from the middle stage to the late stage of Grand Unity, saving hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation. Of course, he was happy.

One must know that Hongjun had not yet begun lecturing, and there were very few late-stage Grand Unity cultivators in the entire Honghuang.

Basically, as long as he didn't provoke a Sage, no one in Honghuang would dare to touch him.

Nuwa exclaimed, "Brother is too modest."

"It seems only the Three Pure Ones have reached the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal in the entire Honghuang. Now, Brother can walk sideways in Honghuang."

Fuxi, however, said calmly, "Beneath the Sages, we are ultimately ants. If we don't become Sages, we can only be pawns."

Nuwa scratched her head, as if to say: If you are an ant, then what am I?

However, Nuwa immediately asked again, "Brother, are we going to Zixiao Palace to listen to Daoist Hongjun's lecture?"

"Go! Of course, we're going! There's no time to lose. If we go late, we'll only get the dregs. We have to get the meat!"

As Fuxi spoke, he directly pulled Nuwa's hand and flew towards the thirty-third heaven.

Zixiao Palace was located in the void chaos beyond the thirty-third heaven, surrounded by various chaotic currents.

These chaotic currents were fatal to Golden Immortals, but to Grand Unity Golden Immortals like Fuxi and Nuwa, they were no different from a gentle breeze.

When the siblings arrived at Zixiao Palace, they were stunned by the dense crowd of figures outside.

One must know that there were thousands of figures here, each one a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Even the person with the lowest cultivation was a nascent Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Outside Zixiao Palace, three thousand guests in the mortal world, how magnificent!

However, after a few epochs, how many of these three thousand guests would remain?

Even powerful races like the Demon Race and the Witch Clan, which produced many powerful beings who left their names in mythological history, turned to dust in the face of the epoch. Only a few remnants struggled to survive, leaving behind a few descendants to mourn.

Fuxi had no mood to pity the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jun, or Taiyi, because if he didn't strive to struggle, he too would perish and enter the cycle of reincarnation.

As Fuxi was sighing, the tall palace gate of Zixiao Palace was opened from the inside by two pairs of fair, small hands.

The owners of these hands were two young Daoist boys, a boy and a girl. They stood on either side of the palace gate and said loudly:

"The Sage sends word, the palace gate is open, all Grand Unity cultivators are invited into the hall!"

Although the two Daoist boys looked ordinary, they were, after all, Daoist boys from a Sage's dojo. Therefore, the Grand Unity Golden Immortals present treated them with great courtesy, nodding to them one after another.

However, just as they were expressing their goodwill to the two Sage Daoist boys in an attempt to leave a good impression, two figures in the crowd directly turned into streams of light and rushed into the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

Upon closer inspection, they were Fuxi and Nuwa, two members of the Demon Race from Mount Buzhou.

The Three Pure Ones, Kunpeng, and others had already sensed something in the main hall attracting them when the palace gate opened.

Seeing Fuxi and Nuwa rush in now, their expressions were no longer calm. They quickly rushed into the main hall, fearing they would miss their opportunity.

Fuxi and Nuwa were the first to enter the main hall of Zixiao Palace. As they looked up, they saw a mass of green clouds floating above the depths of the hall.

And in front of the green clouds, there were six dusty futons.

Fuxi and Nuwa directly occupied the two futons on the right side and sat down, closing their eyes and concentrating.

Not long after, the Three Pure Ones and Kunpeng rushed in.

The four of them occupied one futon each and began to wait for Sage Hongjun to lecture.

Following that, quite a few Grand Unity Golden Immortals also rushed in.

When they saw the six futons placed beneath the green clouds, some regretted not rushing in first.

The futons placed in a Sage's Daoist palace must be extraordinary.

But they had already been occupied by Fuxi and the others, so it was not appropriate for them to snatch them. They could only stand in the open space behind the futons with grim expressions.

Among this group of Grand Unity cultivators, one Daoist looked at his friend and asked, "Brother Hongyun, why is your expression so grim?"

Hongyun said, "Brother Zhenyuan, I feel an inexplicable panic. I have a feeling that my opportunity has been snatched away by someone."

Zhenyuanzi said calmly, "No matter, it's just a futon, it's not much of an opportunity. When we get back, I'll give you some ginseng fruits to soothe your state of mind."

"That would be excellent."

Hongyun stared at the six futons and nodded.

Besides the Grand Unity Golden Immortals rushing into Zixiao Palace, more Grand Unity Golden Immortals chose to walk into the grand hall at a leisurely pace.

When these Grand Unity Golden Immortals saw the occupied futons, although they were somewhat surprised and regretful, they were helpless.

They couldn't possibly band together and grab a futon with bricks.

If they accidentally displeased a Sage, they might be directly expelled from Zixiao Palace, which would not be worth the gain.

Therefore, the Grand Unity Golden Immortals who didn't get a futon could only sit on the ground in the empty space behind the six futons.

Chapter 3: Reward: Pangu's Primordial Spirit

Seeing over three thousand Grand Unity Golden Immortals successively enter the grand hall of Zixiao Palace, two young Dao attendants looked outside. Seeing no one left, they assumed everyone had arrived and prepared to report to the Sage.

However, two Daoists in tattered robes flew out from the thirty-third heaven at this moment, hurriedly arriving at the entrance of Zixiao Palace and slipping inside.

The two Daoists, seeing the crowded grand hall of Zixiao Palace, felt anxious and pushed their way in.

As they squeezed through, they said, "Pardon me."

The surrounding Grand Unity Golden Immortals, seeing their ragged clothing, moved aside, afraid of getting their robes dirty.

Thus, the two managed to push their way to the front of the crowd of Grand Unity Golden Immortals and saw the six occupied futons.

Fuxi heard the commotion, opened his eyes, and saw the two Daoists.

He thought to himself, So, these two bald donkeys have arrived.

That's right, these two Daoists were Jieyin and Zhunti.

In reality, Jieyin and Zhunti still had beards and hair at this time, but in Fuxi's eyes, the entire Western Sect was a bunch of cunning bald donkeys.

As soon as Jieyin and Zhunti saw that the futons were all occupied, their faces immediately fell.

They exchanged glances and then walked towards Fuxi.

[Beep, detecting that Jieyin and Zhunti are about to request your seat. Please make your judgment and decision from the following options.]

[Option 1: Enthusiastically and proactively offer your futon. Reward: Nuwa's disappointment, loss of Sage opportunity.]

[Option 2: Coldly refuse to give up your seat. Reward: One Innate Spiritual Treasure.]

[Option 3: Scold and lecture the two. Reward: A wisp of Pangu's Primordial Spirit.]

When the first two options appeared, Fuxi's mood was still calm.

But when the third option emerged, Hongyun's eyes nearly popped out, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

Good heavens!

What is this?

This is a wisp of Pangu's Primordial Spirit!

This is the rarest and most top-tier treasure in the Great Desolation world!

Why can the Three Pure Ones become mighty figures of the Great Desolation?

As incarnations of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, they were far ahead of other beings in cultivation and enlightenment.

Just like this time when Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace, the Three Pure Ones gained the most because their comprehension was too monstrous.

This comprehension allowed them to grow into the three most powerful among the six Sages.

Fuxi hadn't expected this system to be so powerful, capable of offering Pangu's Primordial Spirit as an option reward.

Upon seeing the third option, Fuxi completely ignored the first two.

What Innate Spiritual Treasure?

Even if I were offered three to five more, I wouldn't choose them in front of Pangu's Primordial Spirit.

"My choice is the third one!"

[Beep, system confirmed. Beginning to issue option reward.]

As the system's notification sound faded, Fuxi felt as if a drop of warm and cool water had landed on his soul.

This drop of water should be that wisp of Pangu's Primordial Spirit.

The drop quickly permeated Fuxi's soul, and he felt his entire being elevated.

While experiencing the benefits brought by Pangu's Primordial Spirit, Fuxi exclaimed, "The system's rewards are truly outrageous. I wonder if there will be even more monstrous and heaven-defying treasures in the future."

"If I could get some of Pangu the Great's vital blood or something, I wouldn't mind."

If anyone else said this, it would truly be wishful thinking.

But with Fuxi having such a powerful system, any reward was possible.

Fuxi mused, what if he obtained some of Pangu's vital blood? Could he then kill a late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal with a single slap?