Reborn Shang Zhou, angry at the sage Nuwa at the beginning

The lingering power of creation atop Zhenxuan Mountain still lingered, and Di Xin was surrounded by a faint golden spiritual light. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, one could vaguely glimpse the flow of fortune in the Three Realms.

The words of the great god Pangu still echoed in my ears.

"Only when the three realms are truly at peace can fortunes flourish."
This is not only an instruction, but also a guide for his future path.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the Emperor's Cauldron. The inscriptions on the cauldron, having absorbed the power of creation, shone even brighter, exuding a majestic aura that connected heaven and earth.

"The Human Emperor".

Bo Yi stepped forward lightly, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hands.

"Three months into the opening of the Academy of Ten Thousand Races, the interactions between the students of various races have become increasingly harmonious, but recently several disputes have arisen. In addition, news has come from the Origin Pavilion that the primal power of each race is resonating with each other within the pavilion, creating a strange resonance. The Department of Education and the Department of Law Enforcement are both unable to make a decision, so they have come to consult the Emperor."

Di Xin took the bamboo slips and traced the inscription on them with his fingertips:

The fox clan disciples of the Kunlun Demon Realm and the Taoist disciples of the Chan Sect clashed over their conflicting cultivation philosophies.

A scholar from the Nine Provinces of the mortal world and a young novice monk from Mount Ling argued endlessly about "human nature being good or evil," which triggered the primal power within each of them, nearly destroying the academy buildings.

The most difficult thing is,

Inside the Origin Pavilion, the Netherworld Fire Origin of the Netherworld Clan and the Immortal Power Origin of the Divine Clan repel each other, forming a tiny energy vortex. Although it did not cause any damage, it made the cultivators on duty very worried.

"After a long period of separation, it is inevitable that friction will arise when different ethnic groups suddenly live together."

Di Xin pondered, “However, cultivation philosophies and academic debates can be reconciled, but the mutual repulsion of primordial forces is a hidden danger. Boyi, pass down the order that the Academy of Ten Thousand Races add a ‘Qi Destiny’ course, which I will personally teach, explaining the principle that the Qi Destiny of the Three Realms originates from the same source.”

"The Enforcement Division will send personnel to the academy to mediate disputes, prioritizing education over punishment. As for the unusual activity at the Origin Pavilion, I will personally investigate."

"As the Emperor commands." Boyi bowed and accepted the order, then turned to arrange the lessons.

Di Xin's figure flashed and he appeared in the Origin Pavilion deep in Zhenxuan Mountain.

This pavilion is built from the stones left by Pangu, and is covered with runes that stabilize energy. In the center of the pavilion, five transparent jade bottles float, each containing the primordial power of the human, god, demon, Buddha, and underworld races.

now,

The black jade bottle representing the origin of Netherfire and the white jade bottle representing the origin of the gods were trembling slightly. Two fine energy threads intertwined yet repelled each other, forming a visible gray vortex.

Upon seeing Di Xin arrive, the cultivator on duty immediately bowed and greeted him: "Human Emperor! These two primordial forces began to stir three days ago. We tried to harmonize them with the Primordial Chaos Qi, but we could only suppress them temporarily and could not eradicate them."

Di Xin raised his hand to signal the cultivators to step back, and slowly walked to the jade bottle.

He could clearly sense that the clash between the chilling origin of the Netherfire and the pure Yang origin of the God race was not a malicious struggle, but rather two completely different laws of heaven and earth searching for a way to coexist.

That gray vortex was the chaotic aftershock of the two forces failing to merge.

"The power of origin all comes from the Heavenly Dao, and there is no inherent superiority or inferiority. It is only because the cultivation methods of different races are different that differences in attributes arise."

Di Xin spoke softly, his imperial power slowly surging forth, transforming into a gentle golden light that enveloped the two jade bottles. He infused his insights gained from touching the very origin of the Heavenly Dao into this golden light.
It guides the origin of the Netherfire, bringing it closer and closer to the origin of the gods.

The black netherfire and the white immortal power, enveloped in golden light, no longer fiercely repelled each other. Instead, they gradually stretched out, like two playful dragons, intertwining and nourishing each other.

The gray vortex gradually dissipated, replaced by a soft halo of black and white light, which resonated with the other three primal forces in the pavilion, radiating a peaceful aura.

"I see."

Di Xin understood. "The origins of the various races may seem to be opposed, but in reality, they share the same origin but flow differently. As long as the origin of the Heavenly Dao is used as a guide, the repulsion can be resolved, and they can coexist and prosper." He raised his hand and carved a rune on the stone wall of the Origin Pavilion, which was the "Same Origin Rune" he had comprehended from the remnant soul of Pangu.
The runes lit up.

The five fundamental energies within the pavilion were completely connected, forming a continuous flow of energy.

After dealing with the unusual activity at the Origin Pavilion, Di Xin went straight to the Myriad Races Academy.

This academy is located at the foot of Zhenxuan Mountain, covering an area of ​​a thousand acres. Its palaces and pavilions are scattered in a well-organized manner, featuring both the red bricks and green tiles of the human race.

There are also bamboo and wood pavilions of the demon race, Buddhist monasteries, and divine altars scattered throughout, showcasing the unique characteristics of the integration of all races.

at this time,

In the academy's training grounds, hundreds of students from various ethnic groups were gathered together, discussing the matter animatedly. Two disgruntled youths stood in the center.

Qinglan of the Fox Clan and Lingyun of the Chan Sect.

"You disciples of the Chan Sect always talk about 'slaying demons and eliminating evil,' does that mean my demon race is inherently evil?"

Qinglan was dressed in a light blue brocade robe, with nine fluffy fox tails swaying slightly behind her, her eyes filled with anger.

Ling Yun, holding a whisk, said solemnly, "Not all demons are evil, but your fox clan's cultivation often arouses the power of lust, making it easy to fall into the demonic path. I was merely reminding my fellow disciples to be more vigilant. What's wrong with that?"

"fart!"

Qinglan roared angrily, and her demonic energy surged.

"Our clan cultivates the power of desire in accordance with our nature. As long as one harbors good intentions, one can attain enlightenment. How dare you slander us!"

After all,

Then they were about to take action.

"stop!"

Di Xin's voice rang out, carrying the oppressive power of the Heavenly Dao, causing all the disciples present to involuntarily fall silent.

He walked slowly into the training ground, his black dragon robe shimmering with golden light in the sunlight, and the peaceful aura emanating from him gradually calmed the restlessness in everyone's hearts.

Upon seeing that it was Emperor Xin, Qinglan and Lingyun quickly bowed and greeted him, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Di Xin's gaze swept over the two of them, and he said in a deep voice, "Qinglan, Lingyun, do you know your mistake?"

Ling Yun hesitated, "Your Majesty, I was merely reminding my fellow disciples to be wary of the demonic path; I have done nothing wrong."

Qinglan also said, "Human Emperor, it was he who first slandered my demon race that made this disciple unable to contain my anger."

"Your mistake lies not in arguing, but in your obsession."

Di Xin raised his hand and waved it, and a golden light screen appeared before everyone's eyes, displaying a scene from ancient times where humans, demons, gods, Buddhas, and the underworld races joined forces to fight against chaos.
"In ancient times, all races shared the same origin and supported each other, which enabled them to create the Three Realms from chaos. The demon race has the power of passion, the human race has the heart of perseverance, the god race has the nature of pure yang, the Buddhists have the thought of compassion, and the underworld race has the ability of yin and cold. These are not a distinction of superiority or inferiority, but rather the unique endowments bestowed upon each race by the Heavenly Dao."

He looked at Ling Yun: "The Chan Sect emphasizes 'severing the three corpses,' but they don't know that 'desire' is not only about evil thoughts, but also about thoughts of protection and compassion."

"The Qinglan clan once had a fox spirit who sacrificed herself to protect a human town, using the power of passion to create a protective barrier against the Heavenly Demons. Isn't this the righteous path?" (End of Chapter)