Honghuang Fuxi: Nuwa, I Want You to Help Me Cultivate — Chapter 42

The middle-aged Daoist's gaze turned even colder at Fuxi's words. He said icily, "Tell me your name. I'll allow you to leave one behind before you die."

Fuxi replied, "What kind of lowlife are you? What makes you worthy of knowing my name?"

The middle-aged Daoist gave a cold chuckle. "Very good. Still talking tough when death is at hand."

"Once you die, I'll burn your soul to ashes and make sure you can never reincarnate, for all eternity."

Fuxi smiled faintly. "Once you die, I, Fuxi, will use your head as a chamber pot."

"Fuxi? As expected, a nobody."

The space around the middle-aged Daoist gradually shattered, while his figure slowly merged into a Space Rift.

Before disappearing into the Space Rift, the middle-aged Daoist said, "Since you're a nobody, don't make a fuss when you die. Just obediently turn to ash."

[Ding, killing intent from Great Immortal Yang Mei's Good Corpse, Daoist Yang Mei, has been detected. Please make your judgment and choice from the following options.]

[Option One: Be Daoist Yang Mei's dog, kneel and beg for mercy, and offer up the Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus. Option Reward: Increased bone flexibility.]

[Option Two: Great Immortal Yang Mei's cultivation is profound; fearing retaliation, immediately flee. Option Reward: An unsellable defensive Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure in the shape of a vest.]

[Option Three: Ancient mighty beings are exactly what I fight! Slay Daoist Yang Mei. Option Reward: A portion of Space Law.]

So this middle-aged Daoist was actually Great Immortal Yang Mei's Good Corpse?

But Great Immortal Yang Mei was an ancient mighty being. His cultivation should have long since reached the Quasi-Saint realm, so why was his Good Corpse only as strong as Fuxi?

Seeing the Demonic Qi and Sha Qi emanating from Daoist Yang Mei, Fuxi pondered inwardly, Great Immortal Yang Mei shouldn't cultivate Demonic Qi. Then the Demonic Qi on him must have come from Demon Ancestor Luohu.

It seems Great Immortal Yang Mei's Good Corpse was injured during his great battle with Demon Ancestor Luohu back then and became tainted by Demonic Qi, causing his cultivation to decline.

As for the Sha Qi, Innate God-Demons should all be skilled in body cultivation. It's perfectly normal for them to possess Sha Qi.

As he thought it through, Fuxi suddenly understood where Great Immortal Yang Mei's killing intent came from.

As one of the three thousand God-Demons, Great Immortal Yang Mei was the Space God-Demon. When Pangu opened the heavens and earth, he must have been hunted by Pangu, so he had always harbored hatred toward Pangu.

Now that Fuxi's Primordial Spirit and physical body had been strengthened, they carried traces of Pangu's aura. Naturally, this would draw Daoist Yang Mei's hostility.

Moreover, as Great Immortal Yang Mei's Good Corpse, Daoist Yang Mei would naturally be proficient in Space Law, which was why he could traverse space to attack Fuxi.

But whether Daoist Yang Mei was anyone's Good Corpse or Evil Corpse, since he bore killing intent toward Fuxi, he could not blame Fuxi for showing no mercy.

Fuxi had no intention of maintaining any unnecessary respect for this ancient mighty being. In his eyes, Daoist Yang Mei was now simply a walking mass of Space Law.

Fortunately, Daoist Yang Mei was currently injured, giving Fuxi a chance to kill him. If he had not been injured, his combat strength would likely have been at the Quasi-Saint level, and Fuxi truly would not have been able to kill him.

Still, slaying Daoist Yang Mei would not be easy. Those proficient in Space Law had escape abilities far too powerful.

Thus, Fuxi began considering how to deal with Daoist Yang Mei.

Daoist Yang Mei was also observing Fuxi, contemplating how to kill him.

Fuxi had the protection of the Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus, giving him incredibly strong defenses. Killing him truly would be troublesome.

Furthermore, from their earlier exchange, Daoist Yang Mei had discovered that Fuxi's physical strength was no weaker than his own. His personal defenses were probably formidable as well.

Had he not been injured, he should have been able to kill Fuxi with ease.

But the problem was that he had suffered an attack from Demon Ancestor Luohu back then and sustained severe injuries. Even now, he had been unable to dispel the Demonic Qi from his body.

Therefore, Daoist Yang Mei could not attack frequently. Every time he acted, it would worsen his injuries.

That was also why Daoist Yang Mei had chosen to launch a sneak attack—because it was the most efficient and effortless method.

However, Daoist Yang Mei did not hesitate for long before ultimately choosing to strike.

Although the Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus possessed immensely powerful defenses, fully activating it required at least Quasi-Saint strength.

Fuxi was only at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. Using the World-Ending Black Lotus, he would surely reveal some flaws.

And all Daoist Yang Mei needed to do was find the flaw Fuxi exposed, then crush him in a single stroke.

But Fuxi understood Daoist Yang Mei's objective perfectly. He immediately activated the World-Ending Black Lotus with all his strength, refusing to reveal even the slightest opening.

Yet the World-Ending Black Lotus was a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, and activating it consumed an enormous amount of immortal power. After maintaining it for a while, Fuxi began to falter and finally exposed a tiny flaw.

Daoist Yang Mei had long been lurking in the shadows of space. The moment he saw Fuxi reveal an opening, he shattered space and attacked Fuxi with all his strength.

Daoist Yang Mei's figure was like lightning from the Nine Heavens, his palm reaching for Fuxi's throat.

Seeing Daoist Yang Mei about to strike, Fuxi appeared somewhat flustered and hurriedly activated the World-Ending Black Lotus to block him.

"Hmph! It's too late to think of blocking now!"

Without the slightest mercy, Daoist Yang Mei attacked Fuxi's opening directly.

Just as his palm was about to touch Fuxi's face, Fuxi's previously panicked expression suddenly became calm, and a cunning smile appeared on his lips.

Fuxi said, "You've finally crawled out of your turtle shell."

With that, Fuxi took out a green treasure and threw it into the air, shouting, "Suppress space for me!"

"Buzz!"

Under the suppression of that green treasure, the space of the entire small world became stable and difficult to shatter.

Daoist Yang Mei panicked slightly. Looking at the green treasure, he discovered that it was an emerald-green bamboo stalk.

"Is this the Innate Spiritual Root, Bitter Bamboo?"

Fuxi's expression turned grave, his face somewhat unsightly.

"That's right! This is the spirit treasure refined from the Innate Spiritual Root Bitter Bamboo—the Six Roots Pure Bamboo."

Fuxi looked calmly at Daoist Yang Mei and said, "Bitter Bamboo is not particularly useful, but it can suppress space and seal the six senses. And sealing space happens to be the nemesis of you, Daoist Yang Mei!"

"How do you know my identity?!"

Daoist Yang Mei's expression changed drastically, and panic flashed across his face.

Fuxi looked at Daoist Yang Mei with disdain and said, "Why shouldn't I?"

"You, Daoist Yang Mei, are merely the Good Corpse of Great Immortal Yang Mei. Great Immortal Yang Mei's true body is the Innate Spiritual Root Hollow Willow. Is it difficult to know such information?"

Great Immortal Yang Mei's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Fuxi.

With every sentence Fuxi spoke, his expression darkened another shade.

When Fuxi revealed his true body and origins, Great Immortal Yang Mei found it utterly unbelievable.

Fuxi had clearly never met him before, so how had he learned his identity?

Could it be that his fame had already spread far and wide throughout the Hong Huang World, allowing Fuxi to guess his identity at a glance from his appearance and the techniques he used?

But now was not a good time to question Fuxi.

Space had already been suppressed by Fuxi. He could not use the Space Law, and many of his methods were unavailable. Trying to capture or kill Fuxi through physical combat would be exceedingly difficult.

After all, his body was injured. If his injuries worsened during battle, then all the painstaking healing he had done over the past tens of millions of years would go down the drain.

Thus, Daoist Yang Mei flashed back onto his Twelve-grade White Lotus of Purity. Rather than continue attacking, he said, "Kid, it seems your intrusion into my secluded cultivation grounds this time was unintentional. I, Daoist Yang Mei, have always been broad-minded, so I shall forgive you this once."

"Heaven cherishes life. You painstakingly cultivated for tens of millions of years to reach the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm—if you die, all your previous efforts will come to nothing. I'll spare your life. Get out of here, quickly!"

Daoist Yang Mei's abrupt change in tone caught Fuxi off guard.

But Fuxi swiftly understood Daoist Yang Mei's purpose.

If Daoist Yang Mei truly cherished life and was truly so magnanimous, he should have said those words the moment Fuxi barged in.

For him to forgive Fuxi only now clearly was not a sudden outbreak of kindness. Rather, he no longer had any means to deal with Fuxi and feared that if the fight continued, he might instead be killed by Fuxi.

Having seen through Daoist Yang Mei's thoughts, Fuxi revealed a gentle smile and said to him, "Senior is willing to turn swords into jade and silk and forgive this junior's offense. This junior is deeply grateful for Senior's generosity."

As soon as Fuxi said this, Daoist Yang Mei's expression softened considerably. He forced a smile from the corners of his mouth and said to Fuxi, "I am very gratified that you can acknowledge your mistakes and amend them, and that you are respectful and courteous toward me."

"I see that you and I are greatly fated. Why not become friends from this day forward? It can be said that no friendship comes without a fight."

Of course, Daoist Yang Mei did not truly wish to be friends. How could he make friends with a brat reeking of Pangu's aura? Once his injuries healed, he wanted nothing more than to go out and butcher Fuxi.

Still, his most urgent task was to send away this brat who posed a threat to him, repair the formation, and then cultivate peacefully within it.

To send Fuxi away, even an ancient mighty expert like Daoist Yang Mei had no choice but to lower his head and make friends with Fuxi, playing along while harboring different intentions.

Hearing this, Fuxi put on an exuberant display and laughed. "It is my honor to be friends with a Hong Huang God or Devil such as Senior."

Daoist Yang Mei assumed the manner of an elder and smiled. "I still need to repair the formation, so I have no time to entertain you, young friend. Once I emerge from seclusion, I will visit your Daoist Sanctuary as a guest. How does that sound?"

Daoist Yang Mei thought inwardly: Once my injuries have healed and I emerge from seclusion, I'll overturn your entire Daoist Sanctuary.

Fuxi nodded and said, "Then I shall not disturb Senior any longer. It's just..."

"Just what?"

Seeing that Fuxi was about to leave, Daoist Yang Mei asked eagerly.

Fuxi said with some embarrassment, "It's just that I gained nothing from this trip to Three Immortal Island. My storage pouch is empty now, and it will be difficult to explain things to my younger sister when I return."

"How about it, Senior? Give me this lake of Three Lights Divine Water, the Immortal Stone islet, and this Twelve-grade White Lotus of Purity as a small reward for a junior. What do you think?"

"That way, when I return to my Daoist Sanctuary, I'll have an easier time answering to my younger sister. When the time comes, I'll tell her that I met an exceptionally generous old senior, someone particularly kind."

Before Fuxi had even finished speaking, Daoist Yang Mei's expression underwent a drastic change.

Daoist Yang Mei's face turned fierce as he fixed Fuxi with a cold, sinister gaze. "The spiritual roots, Top-grade Immortal Stones, and Treasure Fragments on those three immortal islands were countless, and you have already taken every last one into your possession. How dare you still covet treasures such as my Three Lights Divine Water?"

Fuxi continued smiling as he said, "Senior, those words are mistaken. Since Senior is a friend of mine, Fuxi's, can't you lend a hand to this junior? Once this junior prospers, I will certainly repay Senior handsomely."

Fuxi's tone was extremely gentle and polite, yet to Daoist Yang Mei, every word was unbearably grating.

He understood now. Fuxi had never intended to befriend him at all; he was merely toying with him, acting along with his performance.

Having been played by Fuxi, Daoist Yang Mei's face darkened to the extreme. He stared at Fuxi, his eyes as cold as venomous snakes.

Daoist Yang Mei said icily, "So, you never intended to be friends with me at all. You were merely playing me for a fool."