"Many thanks to fellow daoist Tongtian for helping me escape my predicament."
Tongtian smiled and waved his hand. "I did nothing. If you want to give thanks, thank my Uncle instead."
"If it weren't for my Uncle, I wouldn't have been able to save you either."
Fuxi wore a devout expression. "Many thanks to that Senior. From this day onward, Fuxi will brave fire and water at your uncle and nephew's command."
"You flatter me, you flatter me. Still, I do have something that requires fellow daoist Fuxi's help."
"Just say the word, fellow daoist Tongtian. I, Fuxi, will spare no effort in helping you."
"Good. Then I thank fellow daoist Fuxi."
Tongtian beamed, then slowly laid out his plan in full.
"I need you to secretly establish connections with the Demon Race."
Fuxi's eyes flashed. He had some guesses, but he did not voice them and simply agreed at once.
"Alright!"
There were indeed few people capable of doing this. Looking across the entire Demon Race, only Fuxi, Nüwa, Lu Ya, and Kun Peng had the ability to unite and connect the Demon Race throughout the world.
However, Fuxi and Lu Ya had been sealed within the void of Chaos, while Kun Peng had secluded himself in the Northern Darkness and never emerged.
Thus, when all was said and done, only Fuxi had the ability to help Tongtian accomplish this.
Fuxi readily accepted Tongtian's request.
On one hand, it was to repay a debt of gratitude. Tongtian had first helped him attain the Dao, and now had helped him escape Hongjun's seal.
On the other hand, Fuxi also harbored resentment toward certain actions of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
For instance, during the Witch-Demon Great Calamity, he, Di Jun, and Di Jun had all been like-minded friends who wanted to revive