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

Given that the heavenly secrets haven't changed, his previous calculations should remain largely accurate.

Next, Hongjun began to continue accepting disciples.

"Nuwa, your destiny is intertwined with the heavens and earth. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

"Nuwa is willing."

Nuwa gratefully knelt and bowed.

"Tongtian, Yuanshi. You two brothers are both reincarnations of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, with extraordinary creation. Are you interested in becoming my disciples?"

"Tongtian is willing."

"Yuanshi is willing."

Sect Master Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun shouted in unison, kneeling and bowing to Hongjun together.

The Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the great hall watched the disciples being accepted, their mouths watering.

No matter how hard these Grand Unity Immortals racked their brains, they couldn't understand why Fuxi would refuse a Sage and reject becoming a disciple.

"Jieyin, you..."

"Jieyin is willing!"

As soon as Hongjun mentioned Jieyin's name, Jieyin immediately knelt on the ground, his head hitting the floor with a "clang."

Good heavens, was Jieyin afraid the Sage would change his mind?

After Jieyin became a disciple, Hongjun did not accept any more. After all, he had already invited six people, although Fuxi was an exception.

But someone couldn't sit still.

Zhunti had thought he had no hope, but seeing that Fuxi had not become a disciple, he thought he could become the Sage's sixth disciple.

As a result, the Sage remained silent, with no intention of accepting him.

"Did I, Zhunti, come all the way to Zixiao Palace for nothing?"

Zhunti could not accept this outcome.

Thus, Zhunti ran directly towards Hongjun and then slid to his knees in front of him, crying tearfully, "Sage, my brother and I traveled here with great hardship from the West, hoping to become disciples of the Dao Ancestor along with my brother."

"We people of the West, we suffer!"

Zhunti's tears were almost splashing onto Hongjun.

The Grand Unity Golden Immortals present were all disgusted by the people from the Western Sect. These two were far too subservient.

Even Hongjun felt displeased by Zhunti's mournful wailing.

If he accepted Zhunti as a disciple, would more people imitate him in the future?

If he didn't accept Zhunti, would people accuse him of being heartless?

Zhunti's actions made even Hongjun feel troubled. He had never encountered someone so shameless before.

Hongjun gave Zhunti a deep look and said:

"Do not be like this."

"Today, I will accept you as my registered disciple. If anyone else cries and begs like this in the future, they need not come to Zixiao Palace again."

Upon hearing that Hongjun was willing to accept him, Zhunti knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

Although he knew that doing so would easily annoy the Sage, he chose to abandon his pride and take a gamble for the opportunity of becoming a Sage's disciple.

Even though he only managed to secure a position as a registered disciple, it was still better than the Grand Unity Immortals who hadn't become disciples.

However, Hongjun was clearly disgusted by Zhunti and, fearing further imitation, lightly flicked his finger, teleporting all the Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the hall outside Zixiao Palace.

The Grand Unity Golden Immortals who were teleported out marveled at the Sage's extraordinary methods while looking with some regret at Zixiao Palace, which was gradually disappearing into the void.

In the void, Hongjun's voice echoed again.

"In a thousand years, Zixiao Palace will open again to preach the Way of the Quasi-Saint."

Everyone tried to follow the sound to find Hongjun's trace, but they naturally lacked the ability; Hongjun's whereabouts were unpredictable.

"We thank the Sage."

The three thousand Grand Unity Golden Immortals bowed in unison towards the direction where Zixiao Palace had vanished, thanking Hongjun for preaching the Way of the Grand Unity.

Chapter 8: Suppressing Jieyin and Zhunti

Seeing that Hongjun had vanished, Jieyin and Zhunti both stood up straight, looking around with smug expressions.

Now, Jieyin had become Hongjun's formal disciple, and Zhunti had also secured the identity of a registered disciple. Both felt that their status had become much more honored.

With the identity of a Sage's disciple, even if it was just a registered one, who would dare provoke them normally?

From now on, when the two encountered enemies, they could deal with them calmly.

"You dare to hit me? Hitting me means disrespecting the Sage."

"Why am I hitting you? I'm teaching you a lesson on behalf of the Sage!"

What they gained was more than just the identity of a Sage's disciple; it was equivalent to an extra life-saving charm.

All the Grand Unity Golden Immortals understood this point clearly, so their gazes toward the six Sage disciples were filled with envy.

Of course, Fuxi was an exception.

At this moment, someone taunted Fuxi, "A mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal dares to refuse to be a disciple? Truly shortsighted."

Fuxi chuckled and said, "It's just the status of a Sage's disciple. If I, Fuxi, don't wish for it, no one can force me."

Fuxi's words were extremely arrogant, but they reflected his true thoughts, not an intention to offend Hongjun.

However, as soon as Fuxi spoke, the Three Pure Ones and the two from the West all turned to look at him.

Only Nuwa stepped in front of Fuxi, saying nothing.

Jieyin and Zhunti jumped out, scolding, "Fuxi, you are utterly arrogant. The status of a Sage's disciple is noble, yet you not only fail to cherish it but also act so presumptuously. It's laughable!"

If it were before they were accepted as disciples by the Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti would certainly not have dared to provoke Fuxi, given his powerful cultivation that could suppress both of them.

But now, as disciples of the Sages, their status and position had risen. They began to feel that no one in the entire Honghuang dared to offend them, and Fuxi was no longer someone to be feared.

In their view, even Fuxi, out of respect for Hongjun, would not dare to attack them.

But they were wrong; they had underestimated Fuxi far too much.

The laws of the Great Dao surged from Fuxi's body, and his late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation aura erupted as he charged directly at the two from the West.

Lightning and thunder crackled around Fuxi, his entire body emitting a terrifying radiance, making him appear incredibly mighty.

Fuxi took two steps, and he was already in front of Jieyin and Zhunti.

Jieyin and Zhunti panicked. They hadn't expected Fuxi to disregard their status entirely and choose to act.

Although they were Sage disciples, their cultivation was not that of a Sage; they were merely mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortals, lower than Fuxi.

Jieyin and Zhunti's faces turned pale under Fuxi's oppressive aura. They shrieked, "Fuxi, what do you think you're doing? Are you trying to attack Sage disciples?"

Fuxi's eyes were fierce as he shouted, "I spared you once, and you still jump out seeking death. Since you haven't learned your lesson, I, your grandpa, will teach you a good one!"

Fuxi threw a punch at the two of them.

This punch contained Fuxi's insights from listening to Hongjun's sermons over the years and his late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation strength.

Mysterious runes, the materialized laws of the Great Dao, erupted from Fuxi's fist.

The punch flew towards Jieyin and Zhunti.

The fist gradually grew larger, like a mountain about to crush them.

Although Jieyin and Zhunti had gained some benefits and made progress in Zixiao Palace, they were still far too weak compared to Fuxi.

"RUMBLE!"

Fuxi's punch shattered the layers of divine light protecting them and landed directly on their physical bodies.

With a single punch, the two mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal powerhouses were sent flying tens of thousands of miles away. This power shocked all three thousand Grand Unity Golden Immortals!

Who would have thought that Fuxi's temper was so volatile? Even when facing Sage disciples, he showed no mercy and acted with such dominance.

Actually, Nuwa was also eager to try, but Fuxi told her not to bother, as Nuwa and Jieyin and Zhunti were considered fellow disciples.

Jieyin and Zhunti, flying back in disarray, lost all face. Their Dao bodies were bleeding, and they were stunned by Fuxi's attack.

Jieyin roared, "Fuxi, we are Sage disciples! Your attacking us is disrespecting the Sages."

"Stop playing that trick of riding on the coattails of power."

Fuxi looked at the two with disdain and said, "The Sages taught you the methods of the Great Dao, not how to be contemptible! If you insist on being contemptible, you deserve to be beaten by me."

Fuxi's aura pressed down on Jieyin and Zhunti, making it difficult for them to breathe. His words echoed beyond the thirty-third heaven, causing the faces of the Grand Unity Golden Immortals present to turn solemn.

However, most of the Grand Unity Golden Immortals felt that Fuxi's actions were a good thing. It showed that ordinary conflicts with Sage disciples did not provoke the Sages to intervene, which put their minds at ease.

If the Sages were extremely protective of their disciples, then all opportunities would likely be snatched away by these six individuals, and they would have to grovel before the Sage disciples just to get a taste of anything.

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti wore troubled expressions.

They had initially thought that if Fuxi dared to attack them, Hongjun would surely help them.

But now, they had been beaten so badly, and Hongjun hadn't appeared to help them. It seemed the Sages were not overly protective.

In reality, Fuxi had understood long before making his move that Hongjun would not intervene.

If Hongjun were to protect his disciples without restraint, all the Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the Honghuang would become dissatisfied with Hongjun, which was not what Hongjun desired.

Therefore, although Fuxi appeared audacious to the other Grand Unity Golden Immortals, his boldness was built upon his accurate assessment of Hongjun.

However, although Hongjun did not act, someone else could not hold back and wanted to teach Fuxi a lesson.

"A person who refused to be a disciple dares to bully my two junior brothers? Utterly arrogant! Such a ruthless attack, do you think no one among my Zixiao Palace disciples can suppress you?"

The speaker was someone Fuxi found very familiar: Yuanshi Tianzun, the most detestable among the Three Pure Ones.

Fuxi turned to look at Yuanshi Tianzun, his gaze somewhat cold.

But Nuwa stepped forward at this moment and said to Yuanshi Tianzun, "These two junior brothers mocked my elder brother. I believe my brother's actions were justified."

Although Nuwa and Yuanshi Tianzun were now considered fellow disciples, Nuwa would not betray Fuxi for the sake of any fellow disciple relationship.