Fuxi is Born, Zhou Ming Takes Disciples

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall.

Zhou Ming sat cross-legged in the hall, an invisible Dao Rhyme flowing Surrounding Body him before finally settling into silence.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a sudden realization dawned on him.

Fuxi is about to be born.

"Sister Houtu, Fuxi's birth is imminent, and I must go to fulfill my duty as the Heavenly Emperor's teacher."

"You shall remain in the Pangu Hall and protect the West Queen Mother and Ao Hai."

Soon, Houtu's response echoed within the hall.

"Alright, Elder Brother, go ahead without worry."

Having received Houtu's reply, Zhou Ming stood up, took a step, and his figure disappeared from the Pangu Hall.

They headed straight towards the direction of the Human Clan's Fengyan Tribe.

Human Clan, Fengyan Tribe.

When his figure appeared above the Fengyan Tribe, he found that another Dao Body was already waiting there.

The person was dressed in palace attire, possessing unparalleled beauty and elegance; it was none other than Nuwa.

Zhou Ming's figure appeared, and he nodded slightly to Nuwa.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa."

Nuwa sensed Zhou Ming's arrival and returned his greeting.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming."

Zhou Ming looked at the busy crowd in the tribe below and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you've arrived quite early."

Nuwa's attention remained focused on the wooden house at the very center of the tribe, and she responded softly.

"I was worried about my Elder Brother, so I came early."

Zhou Ming understood the deep sibling bond between her and Fuxi, so he nodded and said no more, turning his attention downwards as well.

At this moment, the Fengyan Tribe was completely enveloped in an atmosphere of both tension and anticipation.

All the tribespeople put down their work and gathered in the open space of the tribe, gazing at the wooden house where Huaxu Shi lived.

Twelve years of pregnancy!

This is something that has never happened before in the history of the Human Clan.

Zhou Ming watched this scene and spoke calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, your birth is imminent."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ordinary wooden house below suddenly emitted a brilliant light, Auspicious Omen aura soared into the sky.

The once clear sky was suddenly shrouded in endless auspicious clouds.

The Celestial Music Yunxiao the heavens.

A phantom of a divine dragon churned in the clouds, while a phoenix, a mythical bird, cried out around the wooden house.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden and unusual celestial phenomenon.

"This... this is..."

"Auspicious Omen have descended from the heavens! It's truly Auspicious Omen from the heavens!"

Zhou Ming looked at the scene below and spoke to Nuwa.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Fuxi has been born; I should go and take him as my disciple."

Nuwa, with a long-lost smile on her face, addressed Zhou Ming.

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ming's figure slowly descended from the clouds.

He didn't deliberately unleash the pressure of Saint, but his very presence was something that couldn't be ignored.

The once noisy and joyous tribe instantly fell silent.

"Greetings, Immortal Master!"

"May I ask what brings you to our tribe, Immortal?"

Suppressing his inner turmoil, the tribal chief mustered his courage and asked the question.

Zhou Ming's gaze passed over him and landed on the newborn baby inside the room.

He spoke calmly, his voice carrying clearly throughout the entire tribe.

"I am Zhou Ming, the Saint of the Wu Clan."

"This child is destined to be with me; today, I have come specifically to accept him as my disciple."

The Wu Clan... Saint?!

The chieftain of the Fengyan Tribe was completely stunned, his mind blank.

He never expected that the person who came to take him as a disciple would be the legendary, high-ranking Saint!

Moreover, he is Saint of the Wu Clan who protects the Human Clan!

He never dreamed that the child his daughter gave birth to would attract Saint to come and accept him as a disciple!

After realizing what was happening, he immediately bowed to Zhou Ming.

"Chief of the Fengyan Tribe pays respects to the Saint!"

"It is an immense blessing for the Saint to accept him as a disciple, and also the greatest honor for our Fengyan Tribe!"

"Thank you Saint! Thank you Saint!"

Zhou Ming looked at him and said calmly.

"Good."

He looked at the cabin again and spoke.

"From this day forward, he shall be called Fuxi."

"Fuxi..." the clan chief murmured the name.

Without much thought, he kowtowed again.

"Thank you, Your Saint, for bestowing this name upon me!"

High in the sky, Nuwa saw all of this.

Seeing her Elder Brother accepted as Zhou Ming's disciple, the last weight in her heart was finally lifted.

A genuine smile appeared on her face, and she bowed once more in the direction Zhou Ming had left.

Then, with a flicker of his figure, he left the place and returned to the Empress Wa's Palace.

After Zhou Ming accepted Fuxi, he did not take him away.

He left only a mark on Fuxi before drifting away.

Life in the Fengyan Tribe returned to peace, yet it was made extraordinary by the presence of Fuxi.

After his birth, Fuxi gradually revealed his extraordinary abilities, far surpassing those of ordinary people.

He can speak in three days and walk in five days.

This incredible speed of growth amazed the entire Fengyan Tribe tribe, making them even more convinced that he was a reincarnation of a sage.

Time flies and years pass by.

While other children were still learning to speak, Fuxi was already able to discuss issues with the elders of the tribe.

He would point to the stars in the sky and ask them why they moved.

He summarized the changes of the seasons based on the rising and setting of the sun and moon.

Each and every one of these things made the people of the Fengyan Tribe revere him as a god.

As he grew older, Fuxi's extraordinary qualities became increasingly apparent.

No matter what problems the tribe encountered, as long as they asked Fuxi, he could always provide the most perfect solution.

Even as the clan chief, he would often seek advice from the young Fuxi when handling tribal affairs.

Every suggestion Fuxi made was full of foresight and wisdom, which earned the clan leader's admiration.

Gradually, an idea began to take shape in the clan leader's mind.

Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

On this day, after Fuxi came of age, the old patriarch summoned all the people of the tribe together.

In front of everyone, he solemnly handed the token representing the clan leader's status to Fuxi.

Fuxi.

The old clan chief spoke, his words filled with solemnity.

"From today onwards, you are the new chieftain of our Fengyan Tribe!"

Fuxi wanted to decline.

"Chieftain, you are in the prime of your life, while I am still young, how can I...?"

The old patriarch waved his hand, interrupting him.

"My abilities are also limited."

"Under your leadership, the tribe will surely prosper even more than when it was under my command!"

His face was filled with boundless pride.

"I've seen everything you've done over the years. The Fengyan Tribe is too small for you."

Your stage should be the entire Human Clan.

"I believe you can lead our Fengyan Tribe well."

"In the future, you will surely lead the entire Human Clan to glory!"

The old clan chief looked intently at Fuxi.

"This is the hope of all our people."

"You shouldn't refuse."

Fuxi fell silent.

He felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and also the innate sense of mission in his blood.

He no longer declined and solemnly bowed to the old clan chief.

"Yes."

"Fuxi will certainly not fail in his mission!"