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

Half a day had already passed. Since Old Ancestor Xuantao had rushed over, other Grand Unity Golden Immortals likely wouldn't miss this opportunity either.

There was no need for him to wait any longer.

If he waited until the vortex disappeared and Three Immortal Island fully emerged, he might not be able to snatch up all the opportunities.

Therefore, Fuxi decided to venture deep into the vortex to search for opportunities within Three Immortal Island.

To others, this vortex was an insurmountable obstacle, but to Fuxi, it was a natural barrier preventing them from entering and snatching up the treasures.

Fuxi transformed into a divine light and shot out from the crowd, flying towards the center of the vortex.

Seeing another person about to risk their life, the crowd found it incredible.

"Who is this person? Doesn't he want to live?"

"Even Old Ancestor Xuantao, a mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, died in the vortex. What makes this person think he can pass through it?"

"However, this senior's aura seems even stronger than Old Ancestor Xuantao's. His cultivation might surpass the mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

"Hmph! In my opinion, without a Sage, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal entering the vortex is just seeking death!"

"Exactly, what's so great about a Grand Unity Golden Immortal? Their defensive power might not even be as good as Old Ancestor Xuantao's."

"If he can stay in the vortex for more than ten breaths, I'll kowtow to everyone."

The crowd watched Fuxi's figure with doubt as he plunged into the deep-sea vortex.

Fuxi completely ignored the discussions of the immortals. He directly activated his physical Blood Essence, unleashing the power of his body without reservation, and then dove into the vortex.

The violent currents within the vortex began to incessantly batter Fuxi's body. Fuxi felt intense pain; the impact force in the depths of the vortex was dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than at the edges.

"I still overestimated my body's defensive capabilities."

Fuxi's face turned somewhat pale. The destructive power at the center of the vortex was no less than the full-power attack of a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and it was continuous.

Although Fuxi had undergone tempering with Pangu's Essence Blood, his physical strength was still a level below that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Wave after wave of impact force caused Fuxi's entire body to ache, and small cracks appeared on his skin.

Even though Fuxi had overestimated his physical strength and was struggling somewhat in the vortex, being battered by the violent currents, it caused a huge sensation among the immortal onlookers outside.

Fuxi's aura was also that of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, yet he directly withstood the vortex's impact with his physical body, unlike Old Ancestor Xuantao whose body had collapsed, leading to his demise.

However, Fuxi's purpose for venturing deep into the vortex was not to show off his physical strength; his goal was to enter Three Immortal Island.

Therefore, to go deeper into the vortex, Fuxi needed to use a spiritual treasure to protect his body.

But just as Fuxi was preparing to use the Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus to shield his body, a system notification made him pause.

[Ding, detected Host has entered the East Sea Vortex. This location is extremely effective for tempering the physical body. Please make your judgment and choice from the following options.]

[Option 1: For the cheers of the surrounding immortals, withstand the vortex's impact until death. Reward: Reincarnate as a Red-feathered Duck with an incredibly stubborn beak.]

[Option 2: Opportunities are paramount. Protect your physical body with a treasure and enter the space of Three Immortal Island in the East Sea. Reward: A defensive Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, shaped like a vest.]

[Option 3: Utilize the vortex to temper your physical body. Reward: One drop of Pangu's Essence Blood.]

When Fuxi saw the second option, he felt a slight temptation. After all, the reward for Option 2 was a defensive Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, which was very precious.

But when Fuxi saw that the spiritual treasure was shaped like a vest, he found it somewhat unacceptable.

He never liked turtle-like races that hid and took hits, so he naturally didn't want to wear a vest and be like a turtle.

The appearance of the third option directly made Fuxi's breathing quicken, his heart race, and his mood become excited.

The system had finally brought out another drop of the Pangu's Essence Blood he had been longing for. In Fuxi's eyes, this Pangu's Essence Blood was absolutely more important than a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

A defensive Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was good, but it couldn't defend against all attacks, and it required him to channel his mana to activate.

However, Pangu's Essence Blood could further enhance Fuxi's physical strength by another level, potentially allowing him to contend directly with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Chapter Fifty-Six: Vortex and Pangu's Essence Blood Body Tempering

Facing the Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure and Pangu's Essence Blood, Fuxi chose the latter without hesitation.

If he hesitated for even a second longer, it would be disrespectful to Pangu's Essence Blood.

As for Option 1, Fuxi completely ignored it.

He hadn't lived enough in this life and had no need to reincarnate and become a duck, no matter how powerful that duck might be.

"System, I choose Option Three!"

Fuxi made his choice. A drop of blood-red liquid, exuding infinite malevolent energy, appeared directly within Fuxi's body, not exposed to the eyes of the surrounding immortals.

As soon as the Pangu's Essence Blood entered Fuxi's body and touched his flesh and blood, Fuxi's body seemed to undergo a violent chemical reaction, emitting dense malevolent energy.

"This senior's malevolent energy is so heavy!"

"Could this senior be an Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan?"

"I've heard that the Witch Clan's physical strength is heaven-defying. It seems the rumors are true."

"Who was it that said earlier that if this senior could stay in the vortex for more than ten breaths, they would kowtow to us?"

"Oh no, that guy who spoke recklessly is trying to run. Everyone, quickly grab him!"

The atmosphere outside the vortex suddenly became lively and cheerful.

To these immortals born after the creation of the heavens, miasma was associated with the Witch Clan.

After all, in the entirety of Honghuang, only the Witch Clan needed miasma to cultivate their physical bodies.

Therefore, it was normal for Fuxi to be mistaken for a member of the Witch Clan.

In reality, even members of the Witch Clan would mistake Fuxi for one of their own if they met him.

However, Fuxi, caught in the vortex, was undergoing an extremely painful body tempering process and had no energy to think about the Witch Clan or miasma.

At this moment, Fuxi's body was being tormented both inside and out.

Outside Fuxi's body, the violent currents at the center of the vortex continuously battered his physical form. Fuxi's skin and flesh began to crack, making him look like a sculpture on the verge of shattering.

Yet, not a single drop of blood flowed from Fuxi's body. The blood within him was being refined by Pangu's Essence Blood, and his bones and sinews were constantly being scoured by it.

The entire body tempering process felt like an endless torture. Fuxi's consciousness began to blur, but his willpower still pushed him to continue.

Since this vortex was perfect for body tempering, and he possessed the most powerful body tempering treasure – Pangu's Essence Blood – it would be a disservice to the system's reward and the suitable vortex if he didn't temper his body to its limit.

Although the entire process made Fuxi so miserable he wanted to curse, he was eager to see what strength his physical body would attain after tempering.

The last time Pangu's Essence Blood tempered his body, it hadn't been this painful, yet it had already made his physique incredibly formidable.

This time, if he could reach or even surpass the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Fuxi felt all his suffering would be worth it.

Being harsh on himself now would allow him to be even harsher on his enemies in the future.

Fuxi constantly used various motivational quotes he'd heard in his past life to encourage himself, fearing he might not endure and die here.

Fuxi's entire body tempering process was not concealed, and thus, it was clearly witnessed by the immortals outside the vortex.

Although Fuxi was tempering his body, to the immortals gathered outside the vortex, the numerous wounds on his body were signs that he was about to give up.

Consequently, some began to shout, "I said it long ago, only a Sage can withstand the violent destructive power of this vortex. Facing such a terrifying vortex, even an Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan would perish!"

"Exactly, where is the person who was hyping up this Witch Clan Grand Unity Golden Immortal? Why aren't they saying anything now?"

Seeing Fuxi's physical body on the verge of collapse, these immortals, who were complete strangers to Fuxi, were practically jumping with excitement.

Even though entering the vortex was Fuxi's own choice, the observing immortals had already split into two factions.

One faction believed Fuxi was overestimating himself and taking unnecessary risks, and his demise was only a matter of time.

The other faction believed Fuxi's physique was strong and that he would definitely reach the depths of the vortex to obtain the opportunities within Three Immortal Island.

Currently, Fuxi, enduring the impact of the water currents and the refining by Pangu's Essence Blood within the vortex, had a pale face and furrowed eyebrows, looking quite terrible.

However, Fuxi could feel his physical body gradually strengthening. The speed at which the vortex's water currents tore at his skin was slowing down, while the speed at which his wounds healed was increasing.

It wasn't just his flesh and skin; even Fuxi's bones, sinews, and blood were being tempered to be as powerful as spiritual treasures.

A few days later, Fuxi sat cross-legged within the vortex, completely still.

Although the water currents within the vortex continuously battered Fuxi, his physical body was like a steadfast pillar. The impact of the currents could no longer tear his flesh.

The immortals observing from outside the vortex were all dumbfounded.

A few days ago, Fuxi's physical body had been breaking down under the impact of the water currents in the vortex, looking utterly miserable and on the brink of death.

Those immortals who had been predicting Fuxi's downfall had assumed he was merely holding on and wouldn't last a few more days. They had already prepared to burn offerings for him.

To their surprise, Fuxi's physical body not only didn't completely collapse, but the gruesome wounds began to heal gradually, which excited those who had been optimistic about Fuxi.

"Who was it that said this senior of the Witch Clan was going to perish? Why are they silent now?"

"Exactly, a bunch of Mystic Immortals and Golden Immortals dared to discuss a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. They are incredibly audacious. When that senior emerges, be careful they don't settle scores with you one by one."

"Why isn't this senior entering the depths of the vortex to explore? Why are they just meditating in the vortex?"

"I suspect this senior is tempering their body within the vortex. Their physical body wasn't strong enough before, which is why they were covered in wounds; now that their body tempering is successful, they can withstand the destructive power of the vortex."

It had to be said, some of the immortals had decent insight; they had deduced the reason Fuxi hadn't ventured deeper into the vortex.

As for the immortals who had previously predicted Fuxi's doom, they were now terrified.

They had believed Fuxi was doomed, which was why they dared to speak so carelessly, even cursing him to die in the vortex.

But now that Fuxi was unharmed, their actions constituted great disrespect towards Fuxi, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

No one knew if Fuxi had heard their baseless discussions and negative predictions, nor did they know if Fuxi held grudges.

Thus, a group of people who slandered Fuxi and feared retaliation promptly fled, disappearing in a flash.

Of course, Fuxi was completely unaware of how many people praised him and how many slandered him; his attention was entirely focused on his physical body.

When the raging currents in the vortex could no longer leave any mark on Fuxi, he opened his eyes.

As he opened them, two visible beams of light shot out, piercing directly through the vortex and revealing a portal at its bottom.

That, he surmised, must be the entrance to Three Immortal Island.

Chapter 57: Three Immortal Island, Where Spirit Roots Grow Everywhere

Fuxi retracted the light from his eyes and focused his Divine Sense on his physical body.