In the Primordial World, years were not counted. In the blink of an eye, several hundred years had passed, and Xuan Yi, Nuwa, and the others, who had been guests at Kunlun Mountain, had also returned to Buzhou Mountain.
"What?"
"Brother, how could you join the Demon Race?"
The two had only just returned from Kunlun Mountain when they heard this shocking news.
It turned out that Sanqing and the others had invited Xuan Yi and Nuwa to discuss the Dao. With nothing to do, Fuxi had set off alone to travel through the Primordial World.
Seeing the Primordial World growing increasingly chaotic, Kunpeng, who resided in the North Sea, could no longer restrain himself. For some reason, he had always been unable to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm. For his own safety, Kunpeng had planned to join the Demon Court. Unexpectedly, he encountered Fuxi halfway there.
On his own, Kunpeng had worried that the Demon Race might not accept him. But with two peerless great powers, as long as Di Jun was not a fool, he would never refuse.
Thus, under Kunpeng's patient persuasion, Fuxi agreed to join the Demon Race with him.
Di Jun did not disappoint them either. Fuxi was granted the title of Demon Emperor and could stand on equal footing with Tai Yi. Kunpeng also became the Demon Master. Thus, the two successfully joined the Demon Court.
Upon hearing Fuxi's words, Nuwa was so furious that her Three Corpses stirred, and she wished she could smash Fuxi's pig head to pieces.
"Brother, do you know that the Demon Race and the Witch Race are in the midst of a great war? Aren't you jumping straight into a boiling pot?"
"Sigh, little sister, brother-in-law, everyone has their own Dao. I am proficient in the arts of divination and the Eight Trigrams. Before joining the Demon Race, I calculated my own fate. I am destined to become the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race. My mind is made up, so little sister and brother-in-law, do not try to persuade me further."
Seeing Fuxi's determination, the two knew there would be no point in continuing to persuade him, so they simply let Fuxi make his own decision.
After the Dao Ancestor's second lecture, Kunpeng had constantly been pondering how to sever his Good Corpse.
His benevolent thoughts also continued to stir. In the darkness, it seemed as though something awaited his completion. Thus, Kunpeng traveled everywhere, traversing many places throughout the Primordial World.
Kunpeng discovered that the cultivation methods of the living beings of the Primordial World were passed down only by word of mouth, with no way to record them.
"Hahaha, I understand! I understand!"
"As long as I create a type of Great Dao rune that can record language, I will surely obtain merit and sever my Good Corpse!"
Having figured it out, Kunpeng began searching for a way to create writing. But how could writing be so easily created? Kunpeng experimented with countless methods of recording, yet none could be passed down. They were all failures.
Helpless, Kunpeng could only continue traveling through the Primordial World while thinking of ways to create writing.
Until one day, Kunpeng accidentally arrived at a Demon Race tribe.
The demons in this tribe used markings to record language.
One scratch represented one, while two scratches represented two.
This strange method of recordkeeping gave Kunpeng tremendous inspiration. Thus, Kunpeng found a quiet place and began studying writing.
Time slipped away.
That day, as usual, Kunpeng began wielding his brush to create characters.
"Sun."
"Moon."
"Star."
"Time."
Every time Kunpeng created a character, a phenomenon appeared, and his Good Corpse grew increasingly solid.
Finally, after Kunpeng created three thousand characters, his Good Corpse fully condensed into form.
"Hahaha, my Dao is complete!"
"Heavenly Dao above, I, Kunpeng, pity the living beings of the Primordial World for their ignorance, their lack of enlightenment, and their lack of inheritance. Today, I, Kunpeng, create three thousand characters for the living beings of the Primordial World to record and pass down their inheritances. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"
"Rumble!"
As soon as Kunpeng finished speaking, the Heavenly Dao responded and instantly bestowed an enormous amount of merit. The Primordial World was immediately suffused with dazzling radiance.
The merit of the Heavenly Dao divided into four portions. Sixty percent fell upon Kunpeng, and he took the opportunity to sever his Good Corpse, successfully advancing to the Quasi-Saint realm.
Ten percent fell upon the branch used to create the characters. Amid flashing golden light, the branch transformed into a brush and became a Postnatal Merit Spiritual Treasure.
Twenty percent fell upon the characters created by Kunpeng. At once, the three thousand Demon Script characters gleamed with golden light and flew into the minds of all living beings in the Primordial World.
The final ten percent fell into the river of fortune, making the Demon Race's fortune even more active.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on advancing to Quasi-Saint!"
Upon learning the news, Di Jun and Tai Yi hurried over to congratulate Kunpeng.
"Welcome, Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor!"
Seeing the two arrive, Kunpeng cupped his hands in greeting.
"Demon Emperor, when I advanced to Quasi-Saint today, I gained an insight. I discovered that our Demon Race is still incomplete."
"If this matter succeeds, not only will you, Demon Emperor, gain merit, but the Demon Race's fortune will also rise greatly."
Hearing this, Di Jun immediately became eager. Merit was good stuff, after all. Who would not want it?
He promptly cupped his hands and said, "I hope the Demon Master can enlighten me. Di Jun will be endlessly grateful."
"The Heavenly Dao values the balance of yin and yang. A lone yin cannot flourish, and a solitary yang cannot be born. Demon Emperor, you were transformed from a Three-Legged Golden Crow and possess the strongest solar power in the world. What you lack now is a Dao Companion with the power of supreme yin."
"A Dao Companion alone will not suffice. When the time comes, Demon Emperor, you must also swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao and establish a Heavenly Marriage. Then the Heavenly Dao will surely respond and bestow merit."
"Establish a Heavenly Marriage?"
Di Jun immediately became interested, but how was this Heavenly Marriage to be established?
"Demon Emperor, you may visit fellow Daoist Nuwa at Buzhou Mountain. The Dao Ancestor bestowed the Red Embroidered Ball upon her. Presumably, it was meant for this purpose."
Worthy of being the Demon Master, Kunpeng's analysis was entirely correct.
"Big Brother, I know who would be the most suitable choice for the other party in this Heavenly Marriage."
Di Jun and Kunpeng both turned their gazes toward Tai Yi, who had spoken.
"Big Brother, the two of us were nurtured by the Sun Star. As far as I know, the Tai Yin Star also gave birth to two goddesses. Both attended the Dao Ancestor's second lecture, and their origins and talents are exceptional. Wouldn't one of them be a perfect match for you, Big Brother? Moreover, Chang Xi is very close to Nuwa. This trip would kill two birds with one stone."
"Good. Let us first make a trip to Buzhou Mountain."
Di Jun quickly made his decision. He pulled Tai Yi along and headed for Buzhou Mountain, while Kunpeng remained behind to oversee the Heavenly Court.
Buzhou Mountain.
Xuan Yi, who was chatting with Nuwa, spotted Di Jun and Tai Yi approaching from afar.
"Di Jun and Tai Yi? What are those two doing here?"
Xuan Yi was somewhat puzzled. Still, he could not neglect proper etiquette, so he and Nuwa rose to welcome them.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi! Fellow Daoist Nuwa! We came uninvited. Please forgive us!"
"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, fellow Daoist Tai Yi, of course we welcome your visit."
Although they had little friendship with the two, Fuxi had just joined the Demon Court, so it would not be good to offend them.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi, we have come for two reasons. First, to visit fellow Daoist Fuxi. Second, to ask fellow Daoist Nuwa to assist with a marriage."
Xuan Yi suddenly understood. Di Jun was going to establish a Heavenly Marriage?
"No problem, no problem. If you need any help, Demon Emperor, just say the word."
Receiving merit delivered right to his doorstep and refusing it was not Xuan Yi's style.
"Then I must thank fellow Daoist Xuan Yi and fellow Daoist Nuwa."
Seeing Xuan Yi agree so readily, Di Jun also sighed in relief.
"It is nothing. My brother is, after all, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race. If I can do my small part for the Demon Emperor's affairs, so much the better."
Nuwa summoned her Good Corpse, which led Di Jun and the others toward the Tai Yin Star.
Tai Yin Star.
Chang Xi and Xi He were chatting.
"Elder Sister, last time you said the Demon Race and Witch Race were fighting a great war. Who won in the end, Di Jun or Di Jiang?"
Chang Xi clung to Xi He's arm, wanting to hear about that important figure from the Demon Race.
"You really are something else. Could it be that you have fallen for him? Shall I ask fellow Daoist Nuwa to arrange a match for you another day?"
Xi He looked at Chang Xi fondly and teased her.
"Why wait for another day? I brought the Demon Emperor himself right to you."
Nuwa's Good Corpse covered her mouth and laughed, then walked toward Chang Xi and Xi He.
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