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

"Daoist Yang Mei, you just wait! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully this Eastern Prince Gong when he's poor!"

Just then, space suddenly shattered, and Daoist Yang Mei walked out of the spatial rift.

Daoist Yang Mei looked at the two of them and asked, "What are you two talking about? I've come back to get something."

"Plop!"

Eastern Prince Gong and Ao Qing suddenly felt their knees go weak and knelt on the ground again.

"Nothing, we were just discussing your deeds, Senior."

Ao Qing said with a smile to Daoist Yang Mei.

Eastern Prince Gong also nodded, saying, "Yes, I didn't expect Senior to be so mighty and domineering even in ancient times!"

"Youngsters, stop flattering me! I'm leaving!"

Daoist Yang Mei shattered space and left Three Immortal Island once more.

This time, Eastern Prince Gong and Ao Qing knelt on the ground for a long time.

As dusk fell, Daoist Yang Mei did not return, indicating that he had truly left Three Immortal Island.

"Sigh, Eastern Prince Gong, let's explore the island together."

Ao Qing stood up and said to Eastern Prince Gong with a calm expression.

Eastern Prince Gong said with a ashen face, "Let's go, sigh."

Eastern Prince Gong's heart had initially surged with ambition, but now that ambition felt like paper, blown away by Daoist Yang Mei's gentle breeze.

When the two of them landed on Penglai Immortal Island and saw the countless spiritual roots on the island, their bad mood seemed to be watered by spring rain, finally reviving and regaining its vitality.

"With so many spiritual roots, the Immortal Court can definitely be revitalized!"

Seeing so many spiritual roots shining with radiance, Eastern Prince Gong's ambition reignited.

Ao Qing was also astonished by the countless spiritual roots on Penglai Immortal Island; even in ancient times, he had never seen such a large quantity of spiritual roots.

Ao Qing exclaimed, "As expected of the legendary Three Immortal Island, only heaven and earth could nurture so many spiritual roots!"

However, when the two were about to pick a spiritual root, they discovered that all the spiritual roots on the island were covered by layers of formations.

"Formations? Could this be a test set by Daoist Yang Mei?"

Ao Qing felt a headache facing the dense formations on Penglai Immortal Island.

Eastern Prince Gong, however, said with great excitement, "Let's break the formations! For so many spiritual roots, I'm willing to bury myself in breaking formations!"

Thus, Eastern Prince Gong and Ao Qing began to break the formations on Penglai Immortal Island.

A few days later, when Eastern Prince Gong and Ao Qing had completely broken all the formations on Penglai Immortal Island, both of them were extremely mentally exhausted.

"Finally! Finally, we can pick spiritual roots!"

Eastern Prince Gong and Ao Qing looked at each other excitedly.

Then, Eastern Prince Gong reached out towards a spiritual root emitting divine light and primordial energy.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Eastern Prince Gong's Collapse and Hatred

When Eastern Prince Gong touched the innate spiritual root, he suddenly found the texture wrong, a bit slippery.

Eastern Prince Gong retracted his hand in surprise, only to find his palm stained with some mud, and the innate spiritual root had already turned into a lump of mud.

"Why did the spiritual root turn into mud?"

Eastern Prince Gong, already exhausted, looked at the mud in his hand, somewhat bewildered.

Ao Qing, utterly exhausted, plopped down on the ground and said to Eastern Prince Gong, "Wake up, Eastern Prince Gong, we've been tricked by that Daoist Yang Mei!"

"There are no spiritual roots on this immortal island at all! These spiritual roots were all made of mud by that Daoist Yang Mei to deceive us."

"How is that possible?"

Eastern Prince Gong found it difficult to accept what Ao Qing said.

He quickly ran to another innate spiritual root and reached out to touch it.

As a result, the other innate spiritual root did not turn into mud; it turned into an ordinary wild grass.

He still refused to believe it and continued to reach out and touch those spiritual roots.

As Ao Qing had predicted, all the spiritual roots on the island were illusions conjured by that white-robed Daoist Yang Mei!

Some spiritual roots were conjured from mud, some from wild grass, and some from stones.

When Eastern Prince Gong had touched all the spiritual roots on Penglai Immortal Island, he discovered that there wasn't a single spiritual root on the entire immortal island, and his hands were already covered in mud and wild grass.

"How could this happen?"

Eastern Prince Gong's consciousness was becoming blurred.

Eastern Prince Gong screamed, "I don't believe it! I'm going to check the other two immortal islands."

Thus, Eastern Prince Gong began to break the formations on the other two immortal islands.

A few more days passed, and when Eastern Prince Gong had broken all the formations on the two immortal islands, he surprisingly found not a single spiritual root, nor a single Immortal Stone, which caused Eastern Prince Gong's spirit to collapse on the spot.

The opportunities he had long awaited all turned into mud and wild grass.

Not only did he gain nothing, but he also lost his Nine Dragon Golden Staff.

When all the formations were broken, the three immortal islands turned into desolate, abandoned islands.

Standing above the three immortal islands, Eastern Prince Gong remained silent, motionless, like a suspended sculpture.

Ao Qing stood beside Eastern Prince Gong, his brows furrowed, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, Eastern Prince Gong tilted his head back and let out a piercing scream: "Great Immortal Yang Mei, I will not rest until you are dead!"

Eastern Prince Gong's scream echoed in the sky above the East Sea, lingering for a long time.

A blood-red ominous cloud flew out from Eastern Prince Gong's body and merged into the Heavenly Dao of the Hong Huang World.

Originally, with Eastern Prince Gong's cultivation, his hatred could not have merged into the Heavenly Dao.

But there was a connection between Eastern Prince Gong and the general trend of the Hong Huang World's era; his fortune was closely tied to the Heavenly Dao.

Thus, Eastern Prince Gong's hatred also manifested in the Heavenly Dao, and was detected by Great Immortal Yang Mei, who was healing.

As a Quasi-Saint, Great Immortal Yang Mei could clearly sense the blood-red ominous cloud in the Heavenly Dao.

However, Great Immortal Yang Mei was puzzled; he truly couldn't understand the source and cause of this hatred.

He was now far from the immortals of the Hong Huang World and had not interacted with any living beings, so how could someone bear such deep hatred towards him?

Could it be Fuxi?

But Fuxi hadn't suffered any losses from him, so why would he harbor such intense hatred towards him?

Puzzled, Great Immortal Yang Mei shook his head and temporarily put aside the origin of the ominous cloud.

If he were a Sage, he would surely be able to ascertain the reason for this ominous cloud of hatred.

But his Good Corpse had already been annihilated by Fuxi, and he would never have the chance to become a Sage.

Thinking of this, Great Immortal Yang Mei's hatred towards Fuxi within the Heavenly Dao intensified.

However, if Great Immortal Yang Mei knew the reason why Eastern Prince Gong hated him, he would hate Fuxi even more.

Because the true identity of Daoist Yang Mei was Fuxi's Good Corpse.

Fuxi, in order to prank Eastern Prince Gong, had deliberately disguised himself as Daoist Yang Mei to give Eastern Prince Gong a big surprise.

He had initially thought that Eastern Prince Gong would never hand over the Nine Dragon Golden Staff to him, as it was a gift bestowed by Hongjun.

But what Fuxi didn't expect was that Eastern Prince Gong, with his spineless nature and fear of death, ultimately handed over the Nine Dragon Golden Staff.

Fuxi was now very curious: without the opportunities on the Three Immortal Islands and the Nine Dragon Golden Staff, how would Eastern Prince Gong contend with Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the future?

If Eastern Prince Gong were to become low-key from now on and not dare to provoke Eastern Emperor Taiyi, would the history of Honghuang change because of this?

Fuxi was not as adept at deduction as Hongjun, but he was absolutely certain about one thing.

That was that Hongjun would definitely intervene to guide the history of Honghuang back onto the right track.

And Hongjun, whom Fuxi had thought of, was currently observing the changes in the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun had sensed Eastern Prince Gong's ominous cloud of hatred long before Great Immortal Yang Mei did.

When he discovered that the parties involved in this ominous cloud of hatred were Eastern Prince Gong and Great Immortal Yang Mei, a flicker of confusion appeared in his eyes.

How could Great Immortal Yang Mei, who was far beyond the Nine Heavens, have provoked Eastern Prince Gong?

With this doubt, Hongjun began to use this ominous cloud of hatred as a conduit to trace the major events that had recently occurred to Eastern Prince Gong.

The reason Hongjun didn't trace back from Great Immortal Yang Mei was primarily because Great Immortal Yang Mei's cultivation was too strong, making tracing extremely difficult.

Moreover, in the final analysis, the incident happened to Eastern Prince Gong, so it was better to understand the cause and effect from his perspective.

When Hongjun traced back using his Sage power and saw the white-robed Daoist who appeared before Eastern Prince Gong, his eyebrows twitched upwards twice.

Eastern Prince Gong and Ao Qing didn't know the identity of this white-robed Daoist, but Hongjun could see through the immortal light and discern the Daoist's face.

The owner of that face was none other than Fuxi.

"This little fellow again..."

Hongjun's tone was one of helplessness.

It was unclear if Eastern Prince Gong was fated to be suppressed by Fuxi, but Fuxi always seemed to bring Eastern Prince Gong great misfortune.

When Hongjun heard Fuxi directly address him by name, he wasn't angry; instead, he smiled slightly.

But when he saw Eastern Prince Gong hand over the Nine Dragon Golden Staff that he had bestowed upon him in order to survive, even Hongjun, a Sage, couldn't smile.

On one hand, he didn't expect Fuxi to dare to snatch this treasure from Eastern Prince Gong.

On the other hand, he also didn't expect Eastern Prince Gong to actually hand over the Nine Dragon Golden Staff.

Eastern Prince Gong handed over the Nine Dragon Golden Staff to save his life; wasn't he afraid of being punished by himself?

Or was this kid too soft-hearted, only thinking about surviving at that moment?

With Eastern Prince Gong's backbone, was it really reliable to have him fight Eastern Emperor Taiyi?