Zhuanxu was one of the Five Emperors. For his service to Shaohao, he was granted Gaoyang as a fief and took it as his clan name.
After Chen Cuo had joined Great Hua Mountain as a disciple and begun cultivating, he had come across that name. Alongside it, he had read of a momentous event.
The books said Zhuanxu had once Severed Heaven and Earth! But by today's account, it happened twice. The second time was the work of the Ancestral Dragon. The changes in the world's vital energy and the separation of immortals from mortals could supposedly both be traced back to Sever Heaven and Earth...
While Chen Cuo pondered this, Han Zhuo spoke again. "Now that we've laid everything out, we can be frank with each other. Why don't we set a time to discuss an alliance? As the Xu Tribe's chief deity, you can naturally decide on their behalf."
Chen Cuo smiled. "You just said the Human King allowed gods to stand above humans. If I decide for the Xu Tribe, how is that different from the situation in the royal capital?"
Han Zhuo's expression did not change. "Of course it's different. The strong have always ruled. The Xu Tribe is small and weak. Amid the great tides of this world, they're a lone boat at Sea, soon to be swallowed by the waves. In truth, they have no standing to speak with us as equals. It's you we seek to deal with; they merely come along with you. Whether they change their minds means nothing."
Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes at Han Zhuo. "You're adept at bending with the wind, with an argument for every turn. Since you see the Xu as weak, I imagine 'alliance' is merely a pretty name for swallowing them whole."
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