In truth.
Di Jun and Taiyi had approached not only Fuxi, but Nuwa as well.
The two Golden Crows had a very simple aim: to win over Lin Tian's disciples.
After Lin Tian had struck the mountain to frighten the tiger last time, they had become thoroughly afraid. Now, they wanted to draw Fuxi and Nuwa into the Demon Celestial Court and share its fortune with them, thereby melting away their past grievances.
Fuxi and Nuwa were still considering the matter. Nuwa, however, had been decisive, declaring outright that she would not accept Di Jun and Taiyi's goodwill.
Fuxi was somewhat hesitant.
At Lin Tian's question, Fuxi immediately grew flustered.
But Lin Tian waved his hand and said, "Do not be anxious. I am not blaming you!"
"I am merely giving you a reminder. Although the Demon Race is now like the sun at its zenith, it cannot escape its destined fate. If you truly accept an exalted position among them, I fear it will do you no good!"
With that, Lin Tian bestowed another strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
"This strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi was reserved especially for you. Cultivate diligently. You are destined to face a calamity, so you must take the utmost care in all you do!"
"As your master, I will naturally help you handle everything."
Seeing Lin Tian produce yet another strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi, Fuxi's face filled with shock.
When he had seen his younger sister, Laozi, and Tongtian all receive Hongmeng Purple Qi earlier, his feelings had been exceedingly complicated.
To say that he had felt neither jealousy nor envy would have been utterly impossible.
Even Saints could not completely sever the seven emotions and six desires.
As one progressed in cultivation, unless one followed the path of emotionlessness, one would