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

Fuxi naturally sensed Jieyin and Zhunti's arrival as well. He turned and cast them a sidelong glance.

Jieyin and Zhunti walked straight to the front of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal ranks, stopping less than three zhang away from Fuxi's group of three and fixing Fuxi with icy stares.

The surrounding Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, including the Three Pure Ones and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, looked at Jieyin and Zhunti in confusion.

They thought to themselves: Were these two tired of living? Walking into pits others had already stepped in, so others could talk about them?

A faintly amused smile curled at Fuxi's lips. He could roughly understand why Jieyin and Zhunti dared to stand before him.

News had never traveled much between the West and Honghuang. Jieyin and Zhunti presumably did not know what had happened over the past thousand years, which was why they dared to stand before him and put on such airs.

Fuxi probed them slightly and discovered that, although their cultivation had reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, they had only just reached it, and their auras were still unstable.

With strength like theirs, they simply could not contend with him.

Seeing Jieyin and Zhunti looking at him out of the corners of their eyes, Fuxi directly mocked, "What's this? After a thousand years apart, have your eyes grown crooked? Want me to slap you and straighten them out?"

The moment Jieyin and Zhunti heard Fuxi's words, they were so furious their hair nearly stood on end. Pointing at Fuxi, they snapped, "Fuxi, don't be so arrogant. A thousand years have passed—us brothers are no weaker than you now."

Fuxi chuckled softly. "What, are you planning to give me more spiritual treasures again?"

At the mention of spiritual treasures, painful memories resurfaced for the two of them, and their expressions darkened.

"Fuxi, this time, you'll be the one compensating us with spiritual treasures!"

Zhunti wished he could rip Fuxi's mouth apart.

Fuxi looked at the pair coldly. "Are you two going to fight or not? Why are you acting like turtles hiding their heads in their shells?"

The moment Fuxi said this, several Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals whose true forms were turtles all turned to look at him, their expressions exceedingly unpleasant.

The turtle clan's reputation was about to suffer an unprovoked disaster.

If Fuxi had merely been an ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, they would certainly have surrounded him and made him apologize to the turtle clan.

Besides the turtle clan, there was another person who was also enraged: Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

During the struggle for the Chaos Gourd Vine on Buzhou Mountain, he had hidden inside the Chaos Bell, beaten by Fuxi until he did not dare show his head.

Afterward, the Witch Clan had mockingly called him a turtle hiding its head in its shell.

Jieyin and Zhunti leaped before Fuxi and said, "You're the bastard! How dare you insult us brothers? If you've got the guts, come outside Zixiao Palace and fight!"

The turtle clan's Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals frowned at Jieyin and Zhunti, their gazes seeming to say: You're the bastards. Every last one of you Westerners is an old bastard!

"Come on! This time, I'm going to rip every hair off your heads!"

Fuxi rose into the air and flew toward the outside of Zixiao Palace.

Taishang Laojun was somewhat displeased. Clearly, he was the one called Laozi.

Nuwa had originally wanted to attack alongside Fuxi, but Fuxi directly told her to wait where she was. He could handle those two Westerners himself.

Jieyin and Zhunti also shot into the sky, flying into the void.

[Ding, it has been detected that Zixiao Palace's second sermon is about to begin. Please make your own judgment and choice from the following options.]

[Option One: Only talk tough without taking action. Option reward: The disdain of Honghuang's Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, decreased fortune.]

[Option Two: Give the Dao Ancestor face and make a light show of force. Option reward: Decreased merit, the Dao Ancestor's favor, one Acquired Spiritual Treasure.]

[Option Three: Ignore the imminent opening of Zixiao Palace and teach Jieyin and Zhunti a lesson. Option reward: One Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.]

Seeing the three options offered by the system, Fuxi froze slightly.

Zixiao Palace was about to open. If he struck too heavily and gave Jieyin and Zhunti a beating, that would indeed be rather disrespectful toward Hongjun and could easily displease him.

Therefore, after considering it again and again, Fuxi ultimately chose Option Three.

What a joke! Jieyin and Zhunti were asking for a beating—how could he possibly refuse to grant their wish?

Besides, so what if Hongjun was displeased? As long as he did not make a move, that was enough.

For the sake of a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, Fuxi felt that even angering Hongjun did not matter.

Because, at the end of the day, Fuxi had reason on his side.

Jieyin and Zhunti had brought this suffering upon themselves. If anyone was to blame, it could only be their own lack of strength.

The instant Fuxi and the two Westerners entered the void, Jieyin and Zhunti attacked Fuxi with Dao arts without another word.

Since they were enemies, there was no need for pleasantries. Striking early to seize the initiative was the proper path.

"Fuxi, die! Bodhi Suffering Palm!"

"Ten Thousand Mile Sea of Bitterness!"

Zhunti condensed a colossal palm spanning ten thousand miles within the void, and it slowly pressed down toward Fuxi.

Fuxi found the palm extremely familiar. It seemed very similar to the Tathagata Palm displayed by the Buddha in Journey to the West; there should be some connection between them.

Meanwhile, Jieyin spread both hands and summoned a sea several tens of thousands of miles wide, which surged toward Fuxi.

When the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals in Zixiao Palace's square saw the giant palm and sea of bitterness unleashed by Jieyin and Zhunti, their expressions all turned solemn.

Though Jieyin and Zhunti were hypocritical in character, their strength was immensely formidable.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Three Pure Ones, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Di Jun—those who had witnessed Fuxi's strength on Buzhou Mountain—all remained calm.

Although Jieyin and Zhunti were very strong, they truly were not enough in Fuxi's eyes.

A great hand blotted out the sky, and sea waves covered the earth. Their aura was vast, their power boundless.

Before the great hand and the waves, Fuxi's body was so tiny it was almost impossible to see.

Yet faced with the two men's Dao techniques, Fuxi remained unhurried and simply closed his eyes.

"Ha ha, Fuxi, are you too powerless to resist, waiting in despair for death?"

Chapter 33: Tonsuring Jieyin and Zhunti

Fuxi did not answer Jieyin and Zhunti. He merely faced the great hand and the sea waves with calm indifference.

The great hand blotted out the sky as it struck Fuxi first.

Such a hand, in the primordial world, could easily smash a mountain to pieces.

But Fuxi's physical body had been strengthened by Pangu's Essence Blood. His entire person was like a nail—and the material of that nail rivaled a spiritual treasure.

Boom!

The center of the great hand was pierced straight through, and Fuxi emerged from within it.

Zhunti's expression changed. Fuxi's physical body was so powerful that it was beyond belief.

"Don't panic! My Sea of Bitterness dissolves all things!"

Jieyin controlled the Sea of Bitterness as it surged toward Fuxi, directly swallowing him beneath its waters.

Yet the seawater that dissolved all things was still useless against Fuxi's formidable body. Fuxi was entirely unscathed.

When the Sea of Bitterness receded, Fuxi stood amid it, scratched his ear, and looked disdainfully at Jieyin and Zhunti. "Is this all you can do? Then it should be my turn next."

"How can this be?!"

Jieyin and Zhunti both retreated. They had never expected Fuxi's physical body to be this monstrously strong.

But Fuxi would not give them time to think. He raised his right fist, and countless immortal lights in the sky gathered into a single fist.

"Taste this move of mine!"

The Heavenly Emperor Fist erupted. The enormous divine fist descended upon Jieyin and Zhunti like a meteor.

Jieyin and Zhunti's faces went pale, and a sense of helplessness welled up from within them.

Boom!

The divine fist fell, setting off a violent explosion. A mushroom cloud that blotted out the sky and covered the sun rose over the area where Jieyin and Zhunti stood.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals watching from the plaza wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, stunned by the power of the Heavenly Emperor Fist.

Though they had all heard the rumors that the Three Pure Ones and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had been beaten away by Fuxi, there were many rumors in the primordial world, and they had not fully believed them.

But today, after witnessing Fuxi make a move in person, these Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals completely believed that rumor.

They looked at one another, with only one thought in their hearts: Fuxi must not be provoked.

In truth, even the Three Pure Ones and Eastern Emperor Taiyi wore extremely ugly expressions.

They had thought that after their secluded cultivation, their strength had caught up to Fuxi's and that they could now stand evenly matched against him.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi in particular had refined part of the Chaos Bell's restrictions during this period of secluded cultivation. With the Chaos Bell, he should have been able to unleash exceptional strength.

But when they felt the power of that divine fist, all their confidence sank.

They could not achieve such power.

If that divine fist struck them, they might die.

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly pointed at Fuxi and shouted excitedly, "Fuxi, you dared to kill Junior Brothers Jieyin and Zhunti! Master will never forgive you. Just wait for death!"

In Yuanshi Tianzun's view, Jieyin and Zhunti could not possibly withstand the power of Fuxi's divine fist. They would most likely perish with their Dao extinguished.

After all, although Zhunti was merely Hongjun's registered disciple, Jieyin was Hongjun's formal disciple.

Fuxi had actually dared to kill Jieyin and Zhunti outside Zixiao Palace. He was courting death. It would surely provoke Hongjun into acting in fury and suppressing him.

At this thought, Yuanshi Tianzun grew exceedingly excited. He felt that Fuxi had caused a great disaster this time and was about to suffer for it. He was so thrilled he nearly laughed aloud.

But Jieyin and Zhunti were his Junior Brothers after all, so he could only put on an expression of grief and indignation.

"Hm? Killed them? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Fuxi looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with a baffled expression.

Although Fuxi had no favorable impression of Jieyin and Zhunti, the two were Hongjun's disciples after all. Naturally, he did not dare slaughter them.

Besides, why would he kill Jieyin and Zhunti?

If they died, whom would he extort for spiritual treasures?

In truth, Fuxi was still very reluctant to part with Jieyin and Zhunti, his two treasure basins.

If the two of them really died, he might even be quite saddened.

Although Jieyin and Zhunti were hypocritical people, they possessed the destiny to become Saints. The spiritual treasures they acquired were far more numerous than those of ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.