Heaven's Will? A Jealous Brother and a Picnic

Perhaps in the eyes of many older brothers, all men who come into contact with their younger sisters are people with impure intentions! For Fuxi, who is fiercely protective of his sister, this is even more true.

Why would Wu Chu, who clearly possesses the Ultimate Dharma Form of the Great Dao, activate the wisp of bloodline within him? Is the Ultimate Dharma Form inferior to their physical bodies?

Knowing that Wu Chu already possessed the Ultimate Dharma Form, why would his sister agree to Wu Chu's completely unreasonable request?

The more Fuxi thought about it, the more heartbroken he became, feeling that his sister no longer loved him! He was so sad!

Although Wu Chu didn't quite understand why Nuwa would grant his request, he knew his own situation. If that bloodline could be successfully activated, that would be great.

The Nuwa Bloodline! Even if she's at her worst, she should still be able to cultivate to the Daluo!

Moreover, once someone possesses Nuwa Bloodline, even if they aren't her descendant, they're still considered part of her clan! Wouldn't it be wonderful to have such a future Sage protecting you?

As for what Nuwa thought, we can only ask her another time!

Wu Chu didn't quite understand how to activate the bloodline within him. But when Nuwa took action, Wu Chu immediately understood.

This method is actually quite similar to how the energy within the Dragon Meat mutated his body cells. Nuwa transferred some energy into his body; this energy did not mutate his cells, but instead attempted to awaken the dormant bloodline within him.

Unfortunately, that bloodline was too weak to be awakened.

However, if Nuwa transfers too much energy, it immediately begins to mutate the cells in Wu Chu's body. In this case, it is not stimulating bloodline, but assimilation.

When Nuwa withdrew the energy from Wu Chu's body, Wu Chu frowned. "This means... the bloodline activation failed?"

Nuwa nodded slightly, then sighed softly, "The bloodline within you, Fellow Daoist, is far too weak to be activated. But this is for the best. You Innate Dao Body, so there is no need to replace your bloodline with that of us siblings. Perhaps this is the will of Heaven!"

Hearing Nuwa say this, Wu Chu felt somewhat melancholy, as if he might have missed a bright future that would allow him to directly reach the Daluo Realm.

God willing?

It seems Heaven is trying to block his shortcut to success!

But he couldn't curse the heavens, lest the Heavenly Dao take notice and punish him.

He could only maintain a smile and humbly say, "Failure is fine; it's just a simple try. Maybe there will be other opportunities in the future!"

Nuwa chuckled upon hearing this, somewhat puzzled as to why Wu Chu was so persistent, yet finding Wu Chu persistence strangely endearing.

Perhaps it was that similar bloodline that gave her an unusual fondness for Wu Chu! Of course, this fondness had nothing to do with romantic love, but rather stemmed from the feeling of being connected by blood.

Fuxi frowned secretly, feeling that Wu Chu's idea of interfering in his siblings' relationship was still alive, which was truly despicable!

Wu Chu, being a man, easily sensed Fuxi's hostility.

Perhaps Fuxi hadn't realized what his obsessive protectiveness of his sister would ultimately lead to, but Wu Chu was very clear about the future relationship between the siblings.

He had no intention of interfering in their relationship; he just found it somewhat amusing. Who would have thought that the mighty Great God Fuxi would be such a jealous person!

The next day, as the sun rose, the intermittent snow finally stopped, leaving the earth a pristine white expanse. Only the flowers in the Flower Valley continued to sway gracefully, and the birdsong became louder, as if they had been holding back their songs for the past few days of snow.

Early in the morning, several hens by the flower field clucked and came out to forage for food, while the only rooster strained its neck and crowed, as if urging everyone to get up.

Wu Chu, who got up early in the morning, came to the top of the tree, opened his arms, and made a leap of faith toward the bottom. With a burst of cheers, he smashed directly into the snow, creating a big hole shaped like a human figure.

Of course, he had already absorbed most of the impact while in the air; otherwise, the snow, which was more than ten meters deep, probably wouldn't have been able to withstand his impact.

He had no interest in comparing the hardness of his head to the ground.

Fuxi Nuwa, who were staying with them, heard the cheers and appeared at the edge of the treetop. Then they saw Wu Chu disappear into the snow.

Seeing this, both of them couldn't help but twitch their lips. Fuxi even burst out laughing, thinking Wu Chu was incredibly stupid, "Childish! Boring!"

But to his utter surprise, the moment those words left his mouth, his younger sister beside him mimicked Wu Chu's earlier leap, arms outstretched, long hair and skirt fluttering in the wind...

Seeing his younger sister's childish behavior, Fuxi's lips twitched violently a few times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and jumped down as well.

When his body crashed into the snow, it created a crater in the ground below. Wu Chu had just crawled out of the snow when he heard a 'thud' from deep within the snow, and the entire snowfield seemed to shake.

After scanning the area with his Divine Sense, Wu Chu quickly withdrew it. "Alas! One should not look at what is improper..."

Pfft...

But in the end, when he thought of the image of Fuxi wiping the dirt from his forehead, he couldn't help but laugh. Love makes people stupid; the ancients were right!

Nuwa, being more astute than Fuxi, enveloped herself in magic and rose from the snow. After glancing in the direction Fuxi had landed, she looked at Wu Chu and asked with a smile, "Is this how you usually amuse yourself, fellow Daoist?"

Wu Chu shrugged and laughed, "What else can we do? Born into this world, all we do is cultivate, and life is just too boring. If we don't find some fun for ourselves, we'll die of boredom! Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you're studying the Dao of Music, I'm sure you think the same way!"

Fuxi, who had crawled out of the snow, spat out the snow water in his mouth, then, pretending that no one had noticed his embarrassing state, nodded seriously and said, "Indeed!"

"Today I'll take you skiing, and then we'll find a place for a picnic..."

Before long, Wu Chu made a sled, had the Fat Dog pull it, and the others followed on skis. Little Moon Spirit wasn't interested in skiing, so she sat on the sled.

The sleds were loaded with cooking utensils and Dragon Meat. Tents and such were unnecessary for them; they could easily create an ice palace if they wanted to.

The Fat Dog, already three or four meters tall, panted with its tongue lolling out, its face full of resentment, as it laboriously dragged its fat body and the sled behind it, which was almost as tall as itself.

Fuxi tried skiing a couple of times, then lost interest. With his hands behind his back, he floated slowly across the snow as if weightless. Nuwa, on the other hand, found it quite interesting and, like Wu Chu, used two ski poles to glide along.

The Little Deer Cub hopped excitedly alongside the sled, looking like a silly roe deer. More than a decade has passed, and the little guy still looks like a baby who never grew up.