"I must reclaim the prestige I lost!"
On the Sun Star.
Inside the palace, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun wore gloomy expressions.
Fuxi was a member of the Demon Race, yet he was on good terms with the Witch Clan. How were they supposed to stomach that?
They had clearly tried to win Fuxi over, yet the man had been cold and indifferent toward them.
Moreover, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had clashed with Fuxi on Buzhou Mountain. Their relationship was now terrible.
The Witch Clan and the Demon Race were like two ends of a lever, maintaining a delicate balance.
And Fuxi was a weighty counterweight.
Whichever side he leaned toward, the other would be tipped sky-high.
Now that Fuxi was friendly with the Witch Clan, if war broke out between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race, and Fuxi intervened on the Witch Clan's behalf, what the hell would the Demon Race even fight with?
The two wanted to know exactly what kind of relationship Fuxi had with the Witch Clan, but they had no channels through which to investigate or inquire.
Upon the scorching Sun Star came a cold sigh.
A streak of divine light danced above the Nine Heavens, flying toward Phoenix Perch Mountain.
When Fuxi returned to Phoenix Perch Mountain with the Six-Eared Macaque, Nuwa and the Three Xiaos came out together to greet them.
When everyone saw the youth beside Fuxi, they all cast curious looks at the Six-Eared Macaque.
The Six-Eared Macaque had never experienced such a scene before. Seeing everyone staring at him, his face flushed red.
Fuxi introduced him to the others. "This is the disciple I took in on Buzhou Mountain."
As he spoke, Fuxi had the Six-Eared Macaque pay his respects to Nuwa and the Three Xiaos.
After