"No need for such formalities."
Ling Yan wore a gentle expression, yet carried an awe-inspiring presence that put others at ease.
"I came here under the orders of my master, Wen Zu, and Saint Nüwa. There is an important matter I wish to discuss."
At these words, Huaxushi's parents were shaken and solemnly bowed once more.
"The Huaxu Tribe shall respectfully heed the counsel of Saint Mother and the Holy Teacher."
Hearing the commotion inside, Huaxushi emerged slowly, carrying the newborn Fuxi in her arms.
Huaxushi possessed exceptional cultivation talent within the tribe and had already attained the Golden Immortal realm.
Though she appeared somewhat weak from childbirth, her aura was steady, and there was nothing seriously wrong with her.
Cultivators rarely faced much danger in childbirth.
Rather than having others at their side, it was safer for them to be alone.
Thus, only the parents she trusted most in the tribe had remained outside the birthing chamber.
After all, she had never married, and it would not have been appropriate to discuss marriage while she was pregnant.
Holding Fuxi, Huaxushi was just about to bow.
With a flash, Ling Yan appeared beside her and steadily supported her.
"You need not stand on ceremony, little friend."
Ling Yan looked at Fuxi in his swaddling clothes. "Wen Zu and Saint Nüwa have issued a decree.
Huaxushi's son, Fuxi, may become the Common Lord of the Human Race."
Ling Yan spoke as though it were nothing at all.
Yet to Huaxushi and her parents, it was like a thunderclap exploding in their ears.
The Common Lord of the Human Race!
Though their tribe was fairly sizeable among the many Human Race tribes,
such a title was something they had never even dared to imagine.
The Human Race had suffered tremendous losses in