The atmosphere inside the main hall was oppressive.
The ease and comfort on Fuxi's face had vanished completely, replaced by unprecedented solemnity and a trace of incredulous shock.
His fingers unconsciously performed divinations, while the Eight Trigrams runes faintly visible around him spun faster and faster, trying to seize even the slightest trace from the Heavenly Secrets that had been thoroughly thrown into chaos. In the end, it was all futile, merely confirming what Nuwa had said—the Heavenly Secrets had indeed been concealed by a higher-level power.
"Inner thoughts... the Heavenly Secrets of the future... Saints... tribulations..."
Fuxi muttered to himself.
If these words had not come from his most trusted younger sister, backed by evidence of the Heavenly Secrets being disrupted and investigations being blocked, he would absolutely have considered them complete nonsense.
"Elder Brother, I didn't believe it at first either."
Nuwa sighed softly, complex emotions flickering in her beautiful eyes.
"But everything he said has come true—the three Golden Crows of the Sun Star and the Monster Race. I couldn't help but ponder it deeply."
Fuxi drew a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He was one of the Primordial World's foremost masters of deduction and understood deeply that the Heavenly Secrets were unfathomable.
But he also firmly believed that everything left traces to follow.
Now, an existence capable of seeing through the future had appeared. This was the greatest variable of all.
"Little Sister, this matter is far too shocking."
Fuxi's voice was deep.
"The concealment technique you mentioned is beyond even my ability to see through. This child's origins are certainly no weaker than ours, and may even be stronger. Is the future revealed in his inner thoughts inevitable, or can it be changed? Did he reveal these things unintentionally or deliberately? And what is his purpose? We know nothing about any of this."
Nuwa nodded.
"I have the same concerns. But regardless, Qingxuan has shown no malice. On the contrary... he was warning me. Besides, after taking him as my disciple, our fortunes have already become linked. No matter what, he is my disciple."
A sharp glint flashed through Fuxi's eyes. His younger sister's reaction was somewhat strange.
"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Since he has entered your sect, he is our junior. As his Martial Uncle, it should be perfectly proper for me to 'test' my new Martial Nephew's cultivation and origins, shouldn't it?"
Nuwa immediately understood Fuxi's intention—he wanted to probe him.
She frowned slightly.
"Elder Brother, he is only a Heaven Immortal, after all, and besides..."
"Don't worry."
Fuxi interrupted her. A measure of his usual composure returned to his face, though a trace of investigation remained deep in his eyes.
"I know what I'm doing. But if he truly can see the Heavenly Secrets as you said, then he should show some unusual reaction in front of me, shouldn't he?"
Nuwa pondered for a moment before finally nodding.
She also wanted to see what Qingxuan's inner thoughts would reveal when he faced Fuxi.
This was crucial to judging the truth and value of his inner thoughts.
"Very well, but make it natural. Don't let him notice anything unusual."
"Of course."
Meanwhile, Qingxuan was strolling around the Blessed Land with the chubby child Zhi Tong.
Zhi Tong had gained enlightenment as a plant spirit. His spiritual intelligence was not particularly high, but he was simple and enthusiastic, chattering as he introduced Qingxuan to the various sights.
"Senior Brother Qingxuan, look! That's Her Ladyship's favorite Seven-Colored Lotus Pond. The lotuses inside bloom once every three thousand years, and the lotus seeds they produce are delicious!"
"That's the Alchemy Room over there, but Her Ladyship rarely uses it. Great Lord Fuxi occasionally comes by to tinker with some formations and pills..."
"And over there, in the stone chambers on the mountainside. Some are said to have formed naturally, while others were opened by Her Ladyship and Great Lord Fuxi during their early cultivation. Sometimes, you can even find insights they left behind inside!"
Qingxuan listened with great interest, nodding inwardly again and again.
[Not bad, not bad. The more I look at this place, the more comfortable it gets. It's rich in spiritual energy, has beautiful scenery, natural air conditioning, holographic projections, and background music. It's practically a top-tier luxury residence.]
[If I lie around and live as a happy slacker here, my lifespan could probably extend automatically by several eras.]
[It's just a little short on people. Aside from my master and my older brother-in-law, there's only this little child. There isn't even a maid to serve tea and water. Sigh, I hope the young ladies of the Phoenix Race can retire and find new jobs soon.]
Just then, a gentle voice sounded from behind him.
"Looks like my little Martial Nephew is quite satisfied with this Dao Field?"
Qingxuan turned around and saw that Fuxi had appeared silently at some point and was smiling at him.
He wore black-and-white Daoist robes and had an elegant, scholarly air. An abstruse aura seemed to linger around him, instinctively inspiring goodwill.
"Disciple Qingxuan pays respects to Martial Uncle."
Qingxuan bowed.
This was the future Celestial Emperor Fuxi. Although he would briefly leave the stage midway, his background was formidable—the biological elder brother of a Saint and his future older brother-in-law. He had to be polite.
"No need for excessive courtesy."
Fuxi raised a hand slightly, his smile warm.
"I just heard my younger sister say that she had taken in a new disciple with extraordinary roots and innate Dao Charm, so I came to see him. As expected, you are indeed a fine-looking young man."
[Here it comes, the older brother-in-law's commercial flattery. But speaking of which, Fuxi was pretty handsome when he was young, and his bearing was quite good too. What a pity he was deceived into ruin later and even dragged his own biological sister into trouble.]
Nuwa also walked over slowly, stopping a little farther away. She appeared to be admiring the scenery, but was actually concentrating on everything.
The corner of Nuwa's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
"Deceived into ruin? Dragged me into trouble?"
"My Martial Nephew has just arrived. How do you feel about this place? Is it to your liking?"
Qingxuan answered respectfully.
"Reporting to Martial Uncle, my master's Dao Field is a blessed immortal dwelling rarely seen in the world, blessed with outstanding natural beauty. Being able to cultivate here is truly an immense fortune for this disciple."
[To my liking? It's practically the room of my dreams! There are only two owners at the moment, though the supporting facilities haven't caught up yet. Once the Phoenix Race's girl group moves in, it'll be perfect.]
A room of his dreams? Property management? Owners? A girl group? What kind of words filled this rebellious disciple's mind?
Fuxi decided not to beat around the bush any longer and began getting to the point. "It's good that you like it. Although I see that your cultivation is only at the Heaven Immortal realm, the solidity of your foundation and the profundity of your Dao Charm are truly rare. I wonder what your view is of the current situation in the Primordial World?"
His gaze appeared casual, but he had already secretly activated a deduction technique. An extremely obscure probing force enveloped Qingxuan, while he carefully sensed every fluctuation of Heavenly Secrets and Dao Charm in the surroundings.
Qingxuan was taken aback.
[What's going on? My older brother-in-law is testing me on international affairs right off the bat? I've only just transformed! Isn't this question way beyond the syllabus?]
[Could this be a traditional post-apprenticeship ritual? But my master didn't ask me that.]
He pretended to be deep in thought and answered cautiously.
"Martial Uncle praises me too highly. This disciple's cultivation is low and knowledge shallow. How could I dare to discuss the overall situation of the Primordial World recklessly?"
[My view? My view is that the three races are all fools, fighting to the death only to make wedding clothes for someone else. The Dao-Devil War should be ending soon, right?]
[Luohu should be about to drag the three races down with him. Hongjun has probably already finished picking up the treasures and is waiting to reap the rewards.]
[Then comes the grand lecture at Zixiao Palace. My master and my older brother-in-law can both get front-row seats. And then... sigh, your tragic fate is about to begin, older brother-in-law.]
Buzz!
Nuwa felt her mind tremble violently!
The words in Qingxuan's inner thoughts were like peals of thunder, exploding one after another deep within Nuwa's Dao heart!
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