Elsewhere, Fuxi gazed at the firmament for a long time without coming back to himself.
Nuwa turned to look at him and spoke softly. "Brother, this calamity is coming with great force. The Human Race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, so they will likely be drawn into it as well. You must be careful."
Fuxi nodded silently. After withdrawing his gaze, he looked toward the distant ancestral land of the Human Race, a complicated emotion flashing through his eyes.
"Little sister, I'll go alone. You are the Holy Mother of the Human Race. If you appear rashly, it may provoke unnecessary reactions."
Nuwa opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, it became a soft sigh.
"Take care, brother."
Fuxi nodded, then transformed into a rainbow and departed, vanishing beyond the horizon.
He took the form of an ordinary innate Human Race member and mingled among the human tribes.
Fuxi taught the Human Race writing to pass down civilization. He imparted the art of medicine so ordinary clansmen could cure themselves of epidemics. He also derived mathematics and calendars, establishing the four seasons and solar terms. He even taught them all the knowledge of mathematics, geography, and more that he had learned in his previous life without holding anything back.
In a short time, the Human Race's level of knowledge advanced by leaps and bounds, and the tribes grew ever larger.
During this time, two people had remained by his side. One possessed extraordinary talent in the medicinal properties of plants and was named Shennong. The other excelled at crafting boats and carts and developing military formations, and was named Xuanyuan. The three walked side by side, opening countless trades and establishing rules for the Human Race.
With so many new creations, Heavenly Dao merit