Fuxi Is Born, and There's No Little Ding-Ding? Xuandu settled down in the Fenggun Tribe.
Originally, Xuandu had planned to set up a Reed Canopy outside the Fenggun Tribe. But when he remembered how Huaxu would beat Fuxi whenever the mood struck her, he could not rest easy and decided to stay within the tribe.
Upon returning to the Human Race's tribe, Xuandu's way of life changed as well.
He hunted, treated injuries and illnesses, taught Huaxu cultivation and knowledge, and more.
On a daily basis, he also used Taiqing's mana to help Huaxu nourish her body.
Huaxu said, "If you touch me, you have to marry me."
Ever since Xuandu heard those words, he had not dared come within two and a half meters of Huaxu again.
Time passed to the nine-thousand-nine-hundred-and-ninety-ninth year.
Huaxu was finally about to give birth.
The midwives of the Fenggun Tribe stood ready.
But before they could rush into Huaxu's house, they heard a thud.
Fuxi was born with a cry.
At first, time seemed to freeze. But as Fuxi's wails rang out, the entire Fenggun Tribe descended into chaos.
Xuandu said, "That was way too smooth!"
"And Huaxu! Who told you to stand up? Wouldn't it be better to lie down properly?!"
After worshipping in the Ren Sect for endless years, Xuandu believed his state of mind was quite good. Though he could not achieve Tai Shang Wu Wei like his teacher, he could at least remain unruffled in the face of events.
But over these past several thousand years... Huaxu managed to pull some new stunt every single time.
Just now, Huaxu had been lying down. Even if Fuxi had been born quickly, he would not have fallen to the ground while she lay on the bed. Yet Huaxu just had to