Now Du Yu finally understood everything.
The problem had never been with Nüwa, but with Fuxi.
Du Yu knew that Heaven ought to be fair.
Anyone capable of mastering the "Thought-Manifestation Art" ought to have a flawless heart.
If someone harbored any evil thoughts at all, they probably could not wield such a wondrous art. Otherwise, some evil god would have ruled this world long ago.
Izanagi and Izanami were perfect examples.
If they had encountered people with ulterior motives while growing up, they might also have been manipulated into becoming killing machines.
Du Yu's plans had now been thrown into complete disarray.
He had thought Fuxi looked like someone he could reason with. If he could explain the circumstances to him directly, he and his teammates could leave at once.
But now, how could Fuxi possibly be reasoned with?
He had no idea whether Fuxi had always been like this or had only become this way in this legend.
"Sister Qianqiu..." Du Yu asked, "Where is the 'present-day' Fuxi?"
"'Present-day'?" Dong Qianqiu shook her head slightly. "Great Emperor Fuxi didn't live to the present. He 'died peacefully of old age' long ago."
"Died peacefully of old age?" Du Yu's brow furrowed slightly, his expression extraordinarily complicated. But he soon collected himself and said, "Just as I thought. Someone like him could never become an immortal, so naturally he couldn't have a lifespan on par with the Queen Mother of the West or Houtu."
Even as he said that, he was still at a loss.
How was he supposed to handle the situation before him?
Fuxi had no intention of taking Nüwa to mend the sky, and Du Yu's own abilities were limited. How could he intervene?
Du Yu turned to look at Nüwa nearby. Though she stood over ten