As everyone knew, a saint's Primordial Spirit was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, making them undying and indestructible. Although Jieyin and Zhunti had been slain, it would not be long before they were reborn through the power of the Heavenly Dao.
However, the price was no small matter. Each resurrection required the Heavenly Dao to extract merit, making the already impoverished Jieyin and Zhunti even worse off.
After slaying Jieyin and Zhunti, Xuan Yi's fury did not subside. Instead, it grew even fiercer.
Xuan Yi directly communicated with the Heavenly Dao through his divine sense, learned where the two would resurrect, and flashed over to their resurrection site.
After several hundred years of waiting, Jieyin and Zhunti finally resurrected one after the other.
"Damn Xuan Yi! He actually dared to kill us and caused us to lose so much merit!"
"Even our cultivation shows signs of declining. We are irreconcilable enemies with you!"
The moment Jieyin and Zhunti revived, they began cursing Xuan Yi. To resurrect, they had not only borrowed merit in advance from the Heavenly Dao, but the God-Slaying Spear's damage had also caused their cultivation to show signs of decline.
But before they could recover their senses, a soaring ray of light pierced through them again.
The two who had just resurrected returned to the spring to wait out the countdown once more.
And so, whenever Jieyin and Zhunti resurrected, Xuan Yi would strike and kill them, again and again.
Zhunti: Ah, I'm alive! The next second, a spear's gleam flashed past. Zhunti: Ah! I'm dead again!
Jieyin: Ah, I'm alive too! Another spear's gleam flashed past. Jieyin: Ah! I'm dead too!
Xuan Yi camped outside the spring's entrance for several thousand years, killing Jieyin and Zhunti more than ten times before finally turning and leaving.
The main reason was that the Heavenly Dao spoke up. The two still had their uses. If Xuan Yi kept killing them, Jieyin and Zhunti would fall from sainthood.
At that point, the Heavenly Dao's six saints would no longer be complete, and that would affect the Heavenly Dao itself.
Still, Jieyin and Zhunti had suffered terribly.
The God-Slaying Spear specifically injured the Primordial Spirit and could even cut away a saint's cultivation. After being killed over a dozen times by Xuan Yi, their cultivation had fallen to only the first level of sainthood, and it was unstable at that.
If Xuan Yi killed them just once more, he would likely truly knock Jieyin and Zhunti from sainthood.
The Heavenly Dao had seen that their saintly status was on the verge of being lost, which was why it stopped Xuan Yi.
A mere hundred years passed, and Jieyin and Zhunti resurrected once again.
The instant they opened their eyes, they hurriedly checked whether Xuan Yi was still around. Seeing that he had left, they could no longer hold back their tears.
Tears immediately poured down like rain. Xuan Yi had bullied them too much, killing them over a dozen times.
When they thought of the merit they owed because of their resurrections, the two even wanted to die.
Every resurrection required an enormous amount of merit. Now, the debt they owed the Heavenly Dao had more than doubled.
Yet neither dared linger, afraid that Xuan Yi would return to kill them again.
Wiping away their tears, they flew toward Spiritual Mountain. Afterward, they shut its gates and did not dare emerge for tens of thousands of years.
While Xuan Yi was camping at the resurrection spring, the human race also underwent rapid development.
After Xuan Yi left, Nuwa calculated that Fuxi's opportunity had arrived. She went to the Underworld, handed Fuxi's True Spirit to Great Peng, and had Fuxi reincarnate into the human race.
Within a human tribe by the East Sea lived a woman named Huaxu Shi. This tribe revered women, and Huaxu Shi was the tribal leader's daughter.
South of the tribe lay Thunder Marsh. Legend said that a Thunder God lived within it, and Huaxu Shi had always been deeply curious about the place.
That day, the clouds and mist covering Thunder Marsh suddenly dispersed. Huaxu Shi seized the chance to sneak over.
Upon arriving at Thunder Marsh, Huaxu Shi saw a massive footprint. Curious, she stepped one foot into it. To her surprise, a streak of spiritual light flew out and entered her belly.
Not long afterward, Huaxu Shi became pregnant. When the tribespeople heard of her experience, they feared that the child in her womb was a monster. Terrified, they drove Huaxu Shi from the tribe.
With nowhere to go after being expelled, Huaxu Shi built a reed hut by the Wei River and settled there.
Heavy with child, Huaxu Shi lacked the strength to work. She feared attacks by wild beasts and worried that she would be unable to safely give birth. Driven to utter despair, tears streamed down her face.
Perhaps the Heavenly Dao could not bear to see it. At that moment, a Kirin flew over with fruits and other food in its mouth.
Huaxu Shi was frightened at first, but when she realized that the Kirin always left after delivering food, she gradually relaxed.
Thus, after living under the Kirin's care for twelve years and six months, Huaxu Shi finally gave birth to a baby boy.
When the boy was born, rosy clouds filled the sky, and waves of strange fragrance wafted from his body.
The boy could walk from birth, and he could speak the moment he opened his eyes.
Huaxu Shi named the boy Fuxi. When the tribespeople heard of this, they knew that a sage had descended into the world, so they sent people to bring Huaxu Shi and Fuxi back.
Just after the tribespeople brought mother and son home, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Purple qi stretched thirty thousand li from the east, while a beam of golden light descended from the void.
Then, an old man in white riding a blue ox and a plain-looking young man appeared before everyone.
They were none other than Taishang Laozi and the Grand Master Xuandu.
As a saint and the leader of the Human Religion, Taishang had long been renowned throughout the prehistoric world. Statues of Laozi stood in every tribe.
Thus, everyone immediately recognized the arrival of a saint and hurriedly knelt in greeting.
"We pay respects to the Saint. May the Saint enjoy boundless blessings and peace!"
With a casual wave of his hand, Laozi gently raised everyone to their feet.
"This poor Daoist has come today for Fuxi. This child is fated to become the disciple of my disciple!"
Laozi's words further confirmed to everyone that Fuxi was the reincarnation of a great sage.
Under the careful care of the human race, Fuxi grew into an adult in the blink of an eye.
When Fuxi turned twenty, Xuandu once again came to the human race and took Fuxi to travel through the various human lands.
When they returned, Fuxi was already over fifty years old.
After cultivating with Xuandu for thirty years, Fuxi had also matured greatly.
Under his leadership, the human race established social rites, wove fishing nets, and tamed fierce beasts for their own use.
As Fuxi's prestige grew ever greater, countless tribes merged together and jointly recommended Fuxi as their leader.
From then on, the human race developed rapidly under Fuxi's leadership, but new problems also arose.
As the human race developed ever faster, its population also increased rapidly. This left many without enough food, while natural disasters such as earthquakes and tsunamis occurred frequently, claiming the lives of many humans.
Fuxi was deeply troubled by this and began painstakingly searching for a solution.
Nuwa also calculated that it was time for Fuxi to take his rightful place, so she hurried outside.
Unexpectedly, she ran straight into Xuan Yi, who had just returned from blocking the entrance.
Xuan Yi had only just returned and had not even made it back to his dojo when he saw Nuwa rushing out in haste.
"Xuan Yi, my elder brother has reached the critical moment of attaining the Dao. He needs the River Luo Diagram's help. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Come with me to the North Sea at once!"
Seeing Nuwa's anxious expression, Xuan Yi could not help laughing. With a chuckle, he said, "Nuwa, do not panic. I will go with you!"
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