Xi Huang!
The human youth had not lied.
After all, the Fuxi of old had long since fallen, settling all his karmic ties within reincarnation.
Naturally, his memories of that time had also long since ceased to exist.
Xi Huang was the name he bore among humans in this life.
That was precisely why Xi Huang was as silent as a cicada in winter before the two Sages, Laozi and Yuanshi.
Otherwise, with Fuxi's pride, he would have merely cupped his hands in a slight salute, even before a Sage.
Why would he have needed to be so deferential?!
Hearing Xi Huang's words, Laozi and Yuanshi suspected nothing.
Given the bone-deep hatred between the witches and demons back then, it would have been virtually impossible for Fuxi to enter reincarnation.
In fact, Houtu could already have been considered merciful for not scattering his true spirit completely.
Thus, even if they racked their brains, they would never have connected Xi Huang with the Fuxi of old.
"Hehe, Xi Huang... excellent, excellent!"
"I have sensed through the unseen workings of fate that you bear the heavenly fate of humanity."
"We Sages can help you attain the Human Emperor position."
"Would you be willing to accept?!"
Rather than directly proposing to take him as a disciple, Laozi spoke this way.
There was a simple reason!
Taking him as a disciple before making him the Human Emperor and making him the Human Emperor before taking him as a disciple were two entirely different matters.
The Human Sect's reputation among humans was now utterly rotten. It would have been no exaggeration to say that everyone cried out for its downfall.
If Laozi first accepted Xi Huang as a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect, then proclaimed it to Heaven and Earth and consolidated the Human