"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"...
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"...
Near a clear river in Chengji, within the Human Race's Huaxu Tribe, stood a secluded little hut. That day, the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers growling suddenly rang out from inside it. Auspicious light descended from the heavens, and the faint sound of a baby crying could be heard.
"Big Brother, you've finally been born!"
Deep within the endless clouds, Nuwa gazed down at the hut and let out a quiet sigh of relief. Fu Xi had successfully reincarnated, and at last she could set her mind at ease. She waved her right hand, and a talisman silently appeared inside the hut before instantly sinking into the baby's body.
"My child, be good. My child, be good..."
At that moment, Huaxu held the baby in her arms, smiling as tears fell down her cheeks.
Ever since her unexpected pregnancy, she had endured the scorn of her tribe. The baby had taken so long to be born that people in the tribe began spreading rumors that she was carrying a monster. They demanded that she give up the child. In the end, with no other choice, she had come alone to this relatively remote place. Who could know the bitterness and pain she had endured?
But now, holding the baby in her arms, she felt it had all been worth it. An inexplicable happiness filled her heart.
Fu Xi's reincarnation was, of course, no ordinary matter.
In just a few short years, Fu Xi grew to the height of an adult, handsome and graceful. His wisdom spread through dozens of nearby tribes, and before long he won the Huaxu Tribe's recognition and was chosen as its leader.
Of course, there was another major reason Fu Xi was chosen as the tribe's leader: his cultivation