The Literary Dao had just been established, and the Twelve Yuan Chen took their places.
The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans entered the Human Race as auspicious beasts, while the seven Gourd Sons protected all quarters.
In just a few centuries, the fortune of the Human Dao swelled wildly at a speed even Pan Xuan had never anticipated.
In the eastern Primordial World, human cities dotted the land like stars.
The Primordial Human Race who had emerged from Phoenix Perch Mountain had long since spread their branches and leaves, leaving their footprints throughout the four extremities of the Primordial World.
Waves of rice rolled through the fields, the fragrance of wheat filled the air, and rivers and canals crisscrossed the land. Dragons rode the clouds and scattered sweet rain, bringing favorable winds and timely rainfall.
In the sky, radiant light flowed around the Phoenix Clan as they dispersed the gloom over a stretch of heaven.
Among the mountains and rivers, qilin trod upon auspicious clouds, and wherever they passed, lush grasses flourished and a thousand streams of auspicious radiance rose.
Within the cities, voices rang out in recitation.
Fuxi deduced the Innate Principles of Change, teaching the people to determine fortune and misfortune through hexagrams.
Laozi imparted the principle that the Dao followed nature, teaching the people to nurture all things through nonaction.
Yuanshi established rites, laws, and rules, teaching the people to distinguish right from wrong through human relationships.
Tongtian threw open his mountain gates, teaching the people to teach without discrimination and glean heavenly secrets.
The debates of the Hundred Schools of Thought rang from dawn to dusk, carrying from the city walls to the ends of the alleys.
Some advocated universal love, some opposed offensive warfare, some discussed alliances and political maneuvering, and some expounded on yin