After hearing Bei Ming's words, Fuxi immediately felt as though he had found a kindred spirit:
"What you said is precisely what I was thinking."
Bei Ming turned to look at Fuxi, a hearty smile appearing on his face as he cupped his hands.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, it seems heroes think alike."
Fuxi laughed aloud at this, his beard and hair trembling slightly as he spoke with easy grace. "Haha, what you said is right!
But the Primordial Wilderness is vast. There are always greater people beyond people, and greater heavens beyond heaven. The heroes are not limited to just you and me."
Hearing this, Bei Ming's heart stirred slightly, and he secretly guessed:
It seems Di Jun and Tai Yi may have already spoken with Fuxi.
For a great power like Fuxi, who also had an equally outstanding younger sister, there was naturally no problem with coming here to make friends. But trying to easily bring him under one's command would be far from easy.
Even Di Jun could not simply overwhelm a great power of the same level with his authority and make him bow his head in submission.
Thus, though Bei Ming already knew the answer, he deliberately asked:
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, judging by your words, are there other experts in the Primordial Wilderness who share your and my views?"
Uniting the Ten Thousand Clans was an idea that could be called madness.
Although the Wu Clan's aggressive expansion had indeed created external pressure and given the Ten Thousand Clans reason to unite,
the clans had long harbored deep grudges against one another and had constantly fought each other in the past.
Making those clans completely set aside their hatred and join forces against the Wu Clan would never be easy.
Recalling the past, Fuxi said in a deep voice, "On the Sun Star live the Three-legged Golden Crow Brothers. The elder brother is named Di Jun, while the younger is named Tai Yi.
Many years ago, they visited Mount Qixi.
What Di Jun said back then was much the same.
To contain the Wu Clan, the Ten Thousand Clans had to unite. Only then would there be a sliver of hope."
Bei Ming nodded, his tone grave. "Though the Ten Thousand Clans have immense grassroots and core forces, they are lacking in high-level combat strength.
If I am not mistaken, Di Jun's visit back then was probably to persuade you to cooperate, Fellow Daoist?"
Fuxi nodded calmly. "That is right. I simply did not agree rashly."
Bei Ming said slowly, "The Wu Clan is expanding rapidly. Though it has made countless enemies, it is powerful enough to fear nothing.
Yet forming an alliance of the Ten Thousand Clans is easier said than done.
Especially in its early stages, a single misstep could lead to eternal damnation."
As Innate Gods, if they remained neutral, the Wu Clan would turn a blind eye to them.
But if they truly stood on the opposite side, the Twelve Ancestor Wizards would never show mercy.
Nüwa smiled gently, breaking the heavy atmosphere.
"Still, Di Jun was quite sincere. My older brother was actually somewhat tempted at the time."
Fuxi spoke frankly. "Di Jun's Personal Spirit Treasure is the Hetu and Luoshu, which is immensely beneficial to cultivating the Art of deduction.
To be honest, I have also attained considerable skill in the Art of deduction.
Di Jun was willing to lend me this treasure for my comprehension.
Such boldness is indeed rare.
And his younger brother Tai Yi holds the Chaos Bell, one of the Three Treasures of Creation.
The two brothers are among the few strongest figures in the entire Primordial Wilderness."
Understanding dawned on Bei Ming. "From what you have said, Fellow Daoist, you seem quite inclined toward it. Why have you not agreed until now?"
Fuxi smiled. "I am not alone.
As you said earlier, Fellow Daoist, uniting the Ten Thousand Clans is easier said than done. I cannot drag Nüwa into this as well."
"Older brother." Nüwa's gaze was resolute. She did not wish to burden her older brother.
"My strength is no weaker than yours. I can take care of myself. If you have such thoughts, then do it. You need not worry about me."
Fuxi and Nüwa had taken form together, and the siblings shared a deep bond.
As the elder brother, Fuxi took great care of Nüwa.
Whenever they went traveling and encountered trouble, Fuxi was always the one to rush ahead. Whenever they found some opportunity, he would give it to his younger sister first.
It seemed that among the many close relationships in the Primordial Wilderness, aside from the Three Pure Ones, whose bond was somewhat superficial,
the rest—such as Di Jun and Tai Yi, Fuxi and Nüwa, Zhunti and Jieyin, and even the great family of the Twelve Ancestor Wizards—supported one another and would even share life and death.
Nüwa naturally knew that her older brother greatly desired the Hetu and Luoshu.
After all, Fuxi's Main Cultivation was precisely the Art of deduction.
The Art of Music was merely an interest of his, a secondary pursuit.
If he could borrow the Hetu and Luoshu, Fuxi would certainly advance further in his comprehension of laws.
The sincerity Di Jun had displayed was already exceptionally rare.
After all, a Spirit Treasure was not something one could casually lend out. The risks hidden within were considerable.
Cultivators refined the Restrictions of Spirit Treasures and became their masters.
If they lent out a Spirit Treasure, however, it was equivalent to temporarily opening its Restrictions and allowing the borrower direct control.
At that point, even without refining it, the other party could still wield the Spirit Treasure's power normally and even comprehend the laws contained within.
This concealed enormous dangers.
If the borrower harbored ill intentions, even if the original owner fought him head-on, the original owner would not be able to easily recall the Spirit Treasure.
Worse still, if the borrower secretly found a way to erase the original owner's imprint, he might truly seize the Spirit Treasure.
During The Investiture of the Gods, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect lent their Spirit Treasures to their disciples.
That was equivalent to opening the Restrictions for them to use.
Otherwise, how could those rookies who had cultivated for only a dozen years have had the time to refine Spirit Treasures?
As a result, disaster struck. Some disciples betrayed their masters and used their masters' Spirit Treasures to drive them back.
This showed just how greatly Spirit Treasures affected combat strength.
At this point, the conversation seemed to have touched upon the siblings' family affairs, making Bei Ming feel somewhat awkward.
However, Fuxi quickly changed the subject and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Beiming, what are your thoughts on this matter? Di Jun is widely recruiting talented people. With your strength, I imagine he will visit you as well."
Nüwa, standing nearby, also leaned closer with great interest and added with a smile:
"That is right, Fellow Daoist Beiming. Ju Mang could be said to have some friendship with you. If you truly had to choose a side, which side would you stand with?"
Although, according to the original course of events, Kun Peng had been tormented quite badly by Di Jun, that had nothing to do with the current Bei Ming.
Now that Bei Ming had not established a clan, his greatest conflict with Di Jun had already vanished.
Given Di Jun's scheming nature, he would not offend an Innate God for no reason.
Moreover, unless they managed to create the Zhou Tian Star Array,
Bei Ming had no reason to fear them. Even if he could not defeat them, they would not be able to stop him from leaving.
Therefore, before the Three-legged Golden Crow Brothers provoked him, Bei Ming had no intention of treating Di Jun and Tai Yi as mortal enemies or going all out to deal with them.
As for joining them, that was absolutely impossible.
Knowing full well it was a pit of fire, why jump into it?
Of course, Bei Ming had no need to make any declaration before Fuxi. He merely gave a perfunctory reply:
"I have never dealt with Di Jun face-to-face. Hearing is false; seeing is believing.
What kind of person he truly is will require personal verification.
As for the Wu Clan, I have only once exchanged martial arts with Ju Mang as friends. I have never even met the other Ancestor Wizards.
In my view, would it not be better to remain a free cultivator, seek the Dao, and visit friends? Free and unrestrained, without inviting conflict."
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