The Scheming Frog Keeps Touching Your Belly! Patriarch: My Son Has the Bearing of a Great Emperor!

Zhao Gongming instantly put on a professionally fake smile and took two steps forward.

He gently patted the Patriarch on the shoulder, wearing an expression that said, "You're overthinking it."

"Ah, Patriarch, you're thinking too much!"

"Nothing like that will happen. Absolutely not!"

"Senior Brother Xuandu is using an ultimate creation divine ability simply to improve the quality of Fuxi's cultivation resources."

"This is a tremendous blessing! Others couldn't ask for it even if they tried!"

The Patriarch was so thoroughly bamboozled that he couldn't tell which way was up, though he still felt that something was off.

But looking at the spirit herbs scattered all over the ground, he nodded happily.

"Yes, yes, Esteemed Immortal, you're right. I was being narrow-minded."

Zhao Gongming pressed his advantage and thumped his chest in assurance.

"Rest assured, Patriarch. To help Fuxi grow, I've decided to personally craft a magical treasure for him!"

"When the time comes, it'll surely make Fuxi much stronger and wiser!"

The Patriarch had no idea how absurd Zhao Gongming's magical treasures could be.

He assumed it would be some immortal sword or seal, elegant and ethereal, and immediately felt a wave of relief.

"Thank you, Esteemed Immortal! Thank you!"

The Patriarch thanked him profusely and left in high spirits, practically swaggering as he walked.

After seeing the Patriarch off, Zhao Gongming returned to his place of seclusion.

"Fuxi is the ancestor of wisdom. In the future, he'll derive the Eight Trigrams and divine all things."

"Since that's the case, I'll kit him out with a professional set of gear!"

Zhao Gongming took out the rare materials he'd gathered earlier. The system detected that they could be used to craft a divination- and insight-type magical treasure.

"Let's get to it!"

Time flew by, and before long, twenty years had