Fuxi solemnly returned the salute, the eight trigrams revolving ceaselessly in the depths of his eyes, his clear voice carrying unprecedented gravity:
"Rest assured, fellow Daoist.
As a divine sovereign, I shall use the Bagua as my eyes to discern Heavenly Secrets for the Divine Dao.
From this day forth, so long as Heavenly Secrets remain unclouded, the Divine Dao shall not lose its way."
Pan Xuan nodded and said nothing more.
He shifted his gaze from Fuxi toward the depths of the Cave Abode, where Nuwa was in seclusion.
Nuwa was Hong Jun's only female direct disciple, holding the Qiankun Cauldron and nine heavens breathing soil, as well as a strand of primordial violet qi.
If he could win her over, Hong Jun would have one fewer pawn within the Heavenly Dao.
And the Divine Dao System would gain an unprecedented addition in the realm of the Dao of Creation.
But the time was not yet ripe.
Fuxi still needed to slowly guide Nuwa's stance as her elder brother; undue haste would only bring the opposite result.
He withdrew his gaze and bade Fuxi farewell, then swept his sleeve and transformed into a streak of purple-gold escape light that rose from Phoenix Perch Mountain and flew toward Mount Buzhou.
When he returned to Mount Buzhou, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones were already waiting in Pangu Hall.
News of Jieyin and Zhunti joining the Divine Dao had already traveled back through the Divine Dao Network. Together with Fuxi assuming his rightful position, the Divine Dao System's fortune had surged by another great measure.
The Three Pure Ones' recruitment of disciples for their Dao sanctuaries was also proceeding in an orderly fashion.
Independent cultivators and spirit creatures from across the Primordial World came to Mount Buzhou in