White Marsh: Should We Just Leave Fuxi Alone?
Dafeng Tribe.
Inside a magnificent palace--
Fuxi sat amidst a stack of documents, his expression solemn, his hair disheveled. As a great cultivator at the peak of the Perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Realm, he actually looked somewhat haggard and tired!
Holding stacks of case files.
Fuxi muttered to himself:
"How can we enable the people to understand some of the principles of heaven and earth, so that they can avoid those dangers?"
This question--
For a time, Fuxi couldn't find a single answer!
It's obvious.
Solving this problem won't be a matter of a day or two!
At the same time.
Even Fuxi, who possessed great wisdom, had already realized this.
This problem will be the first real challenge in my journey to achieve great things!
The previous problems are not difficult to solve.
With sufficient strength, patience, and wisdom, it can be resolved.
At best--
It's simply a matter of how much time it takes.
But the problem now is to help ordinary people, without any cultivation or ability to practice, avoid some of the avoidable risks in the world.
This is no small problem.
It's not something that can be resolved naturally just by spending more time.
What's needed is constant deduction, constant understanding, and, crucially, a flash of inspiration!
Fuxi, who specializes in the Formation Dao and the Karmic Dao, is not lacking in deductive reasoning abilities, and he prides himself on having top-notch comprehension.
Nowadays--
Fuxi needed was that miraculous "sudden inspiration"!
Once you grasp the key points, all problems cease to be problems.
Certainly.
The premise is--
Who knows when that "inspiration" will finally come to fruition!
Just as Fuxi was flipping through the case files, the weariness in his eyes grew increasingly profound.
Clang--
The palace, whose doors were tightly shut, was kicked open from the outside.
The loud commotion startled Fuxi, who was engrossed in the case files. He looked up and gazed towards the entrance of the main hall.
He wasn't worried about any enemies.
The only person Fuxi knows who would dare to kick down his door like that is his own dashing junior sister!
He was looking up.
Fuxi watched as Xuanming, dressed in a striking outfit, with an elegant and graceful figure, yet possessing a touch of heroic spirit between her brows, walked towards him. Her stunningly beautiful Xuan Ming held a wild beauty.
He began:
"Junior sister..."
He had just opened his mouth.
Thump--
Xuan Ming flashed and appeared directly in front of Fuxi. She clenched her jade fist and slammed it down heavily on Fuxi's raised head.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Fuxi's upper body was deeply embedded in the floor, leaving only his two feet twitching upwards.
Snap!
Grabbing Fuxi's foot, Xuan Ming dragged him out of the palace without a word.
At the same time.
He said in a deep voice:
"What's the point of looking at these case files here? Even if you look at them for another thirty thousand or a hundred thousand years, you won't gain anything!"
"Master said--"
"Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles!"
"The problems of all beings originate from all beings; to solve them, we must return to all beings!"
"Fuxi, you have lived in this palace of the Dafeng Tribe for far too long, so long that you have forgotten what all living beings look like."
"Come with me--"
"I want to take you on a journey among the masses, so you can see what your countless subjects are really like."
While they were talking.
Xuan Ming dragged Fuxi, who was staring blankly, silent, and offering no resistance, out of the palace.
And at the palace gate--
Zhu Jiuyin and Fatty stood close together, not daring to stop Xuan Ming from dragging Fuxi away. They even shrank back, trying their best to minimize their presence.
Xuan Ming is terrifying right now!
A powerful fighting force--
Among the three people and their pet, apart from the Fatty is at the Great Luo Realm, if it were a one-on-one fight, either Fuxi or Zhu Jiuyin would be defeated!
We can't afford to mess with them.
We absolutely cannot afford to mess with them!
Watching Fuxi being dragged away by Xuan Ming, Fatty gave him a look that said, "Good luck to you."
Zhu Jiuyin, however, spoke with a serious expression:
"Farewell, senior brother!"
"Don't worry about anything in the tribe. With me here, there won't be any trouble!"
Zhu Jiuyin's words had barely faded.
Buzz--
Xuan Ming, carrying Fuxi, transformed into a Golden Rainbow and left the Dafeng Tribe.
Heavenly Court.
Inside a grand hall of the Soaring Firmament Celestial Palace--
After seeing Fuxi being led away from the Dafeng Tribe by Xuan Ming, Nuwa's gaze immediately fell on several high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court inside the main hall.
She began to speak:
"Getting past my elder brother won't be easy. Who among you is willing to make the trip down to the mortal realm?"
Upon hearing this...
Haotian and the Queen Mother of the West seemed to be deep in thought, but they did not move.
His Majesty's thoughts are now clear.
The boundary between the Heavenly Court and the Demon Race must be clearly defined, and the future power of the Heavenly Court should fall into the hands of Haotian and Queen Mother of the West.
Since I will be in charge of all matters in Heavenly Court from now on, I cannot personally get involved and compete with the Heavenly Officials for credit.
Therefore, Haotian and the Queen Mother of the West had some ideas, but they had no intention of getting involved.
The two people did not move.
Below them are a few celestial officials, such as Xuan Nü and White Marsh, who hold high positions in both the Demon Race and the Heavenly Court.
No way.
It wasn't that Nuwa wanted to completely separate the high-ranking members of the Demon Race from the high-ranking members of the Heavenly Court.
The main problem is--
There isn't enough talent!
Yes.
Even the Heavenly Court is beginning to lack talent.
Similar to the Netherworld--
We have no shortage of capable people, but we lack truly strong individuals who can shoulder responsibilities!
The transfer of power can only happen gradually.
Xuan Nü had some ideas, but her expertise lay in formations, warfare, and military matters.
At present, Fuxi clearly does not need these.
So after thinking about it, she suppressed the thought.
At last.
White Marsh stood up and bowed respectfully to Nuwa, who was seated in the main position.
"Your Majesty, why don't I go and lend Brother Fuxi a hand?"
All eyes turned to White Marsh, and they all nodded in approval.
Indeed--
White Marsh is the most suitable candidate!
The situation Fuxi is currently facing can be summed up in four words: "Seeking advantage and avoiding harm."
If we can teach the common people how to seek advantage and avoid harm, then the problems that Fuxi faced will naturally be solved.
As for the principle of seeking advantage and avoiding harm --
In the entire world, who can compare to White Marsh, the Lucky Beast whose innate divine power is this?
So.
White Marsh is the best choice!
After glancing at White Marsh.
Nuwa nodded:
"Then you go!"
"But before you go to meet Fuxi, you should first go to Mount Buzhou to pay a visit and consult with His Majesty the Sun God!"
"If he approves, then you may go."
"If you're not allowed to come back, then just come back!"
Are we still going to Mount Buzhou to pay homage to His Majesty the Sun God?
White Marsh's expression stiffened involuntarily.
Ah, this...
Or should we just leave Brother Fuxi alone?