Primordial Era: Refusing Hongjun's path to sainthood, I attained the Dao of Hunyuan.

Chapter 152 Grudges

"Yes, Master." The three disciples were very excited after receiving Xuanhuang's instructions.

Besides Kong Xuan, who was to assist Fuxi as the teacher of the Heavenly Emperor, Liu Er and Gui Ling were also granted permission to leave Xuanhuang Heaven and go to the prehistoric world.

Needless to say, Liu Er is also from the prehistoric world. Although Gui Ling also came from the prehistoric world, his original body was huge, so how could he wander around aimlessly?

Now that I possess an innate Dao body, I can travel everywhere.

Therefore, the three disciples soon left Xuanhuang Heaven and entered the primordial wilderness.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Nuwa also arranged for her brother Fuxi to be reincarnated. Fuxi released his primordial spirit, which Nuwa then carried to the Netherworld.

The affairs of reincarnation are overseen by the ten Yama Kings of Xuanhuang, so the underworld is not a big deal for Fuxi.

However, on the Bridge of Helplessness, Fuxi encountered an old woman.

The old woman slowly and methodically filled bowls with soup and handed them to each passing ghost, allowing them to drink before continuing on their way into the cycle of reincarnation.

Fuxi and Nuwa, who had come with them, exchanged a glance, both knowing that the old woman was actually the true spirit of Houtu, named Meng Po.

The soup it contains is called Meng Po Soup. After drinking it, all memories will be washed away, and one will forget all past events.

Only a soul that is so pure and clean can enter the cycle of reincarnation. This is one of the rules of reincarnation.

Fuxi had anticipated this and had no intention of skipping this step, since drinking Meng Po's soup would cause him to forget his memories.

However, it is not impossible to recover. Whether someone enlightens him in the future or he recovers his cultivation to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he can recover his memories on his own.

But this Meng Po is none other than Hou Tu! And before Fu Xi, she was the Xi Huang of the demon race. What a twist of fate!

How could one not feel apprehensive?

However, Meng Po acted first. With a wave of her hand, the surrounding environment vanished. There were many ghosts nearby, but now they were nowhere to be found.

On the Bridge of Helplessness, only Fuxi, Nuwa, and Meng Po remained.

"Nuwa greets fellow Daoist." Seeing this, Nuwa had no choice but to step forward and bow to Meng Po.

Meng Po nodded upon hearing this, then looked at Fuxi with a deep gaze, and suddenly laughed, "The emperor of the demon race is actually going to become the emperor of the human race?"

"That's interesting."

Upon hearing this, Fuxi felt a tremor in his heart, for he naturally knew what Meng Po was referring to.

Demon race, human race.

Especially for the latter, this involves a deep-seated blood feud.

Seeing Fuxi's expression, Nuwa frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Houtu, my brother did not participate in the demon race's massacre of the human race, so why do you bring it up?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Po chuckled and said, "Don't be so angry, I was just saying."

"Here, would you like a bowl of Meng Po soup?"

Meng Po ladled out another bowl of Meng Po soup and called to Fuxi.

Fuxi hesitated for a moment and said to Nuwa, "Sister, perhaps I should relinquish the position of Human Emperor?"

"improper?"

Nuwa glared angrily at Meng Po, but she couldn't care less about that and quickly tried to persuade Fuxi, "Didn't we agree on that?"

"Why are you listening to her nonsense? Besides, you weren't even involved in that incident..."

Nuwa tried her best to persuade him, but Fuxi still harbored resentment and refused to agree no matter what.

Meng Po wasn't afraid of Nuwa at all, and watched happily from the sidelines.

Just then, the void suddenly trembled, and another figure appeared on the Bridge of Helplessness—it was Xuanhuang.

Upon seeing this, Nuwa, Fuxi, and Meng Po all bowed.

Nuwa asked, "Junior Brother, what brings you here?"

Xuanhuang glanced at the three of them and said, "We had no choice but to come."

"The three of you, the conflict between the Lich King and the Demon King is a thing of the past, so why dwell on it? Besides, everything in the past was nothing more than a struggle for destiny and a struggle for enlightenment."

"As you all know, it is clear that Fellow Daoist Fuxi is ordained by Heaven to attain the position of Human Emperor."

At this point, Meng Po suddenly let out a cold laugh and said, "Destined by Heaven? I'm afraid that's not entirely true, is it?"

"Moreover, the Celestial Venerable speaks so lightly. The struggle between the Witch and Demon races over a thousand eons has created countless grudges that, even through countless lifetimes, would likely never be resolved. How could they be erased by a simple matter of a struggle for destiny or a struggle for enlightenment?"

"Furthermore, you are all doing well now. You are either saints or Grand Luo Golden Immortals. Even Fuxi, who should have perished in the Great Tribulation, was saved by the Heavenly Venerable through the Substitute Method to settle his karma and survive. He is even going to prove the Human Emperor's Dao Fruit now. But my poor brothers, none of them survived."

After Meng Po finished speaking, all three of them fell silent.

This is a fact.

No amount of embellishment or words can change that.

"well!!"

After a moment of silence, a long sigh suddenly echoed from the void. A figure then emerged from it.

This figure was none other than Hongjun.

"Disciple greets Master," Nuwa and Xuanhuang hurriedly bowed.

"Fuxi greets the Dao Ancestor." Fuxi also bowed. Only Meng Po remained unmoved, her gaze fixed on the crowd.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "The great calamity of heaven is met by all living beings. The calamity arises and ends, severing cause and effect. Life and death cycle, fates intertwine. The conflict between the Wu and Yao tribes is in the past, but because you saints were unjust and participated in it, many grudges have still been left behind."

Xuanhuang and Nuwa opened their mouths upon hearing this, but could not refute it. Although they did not take any action, their influence on the war between the Lich King and the Demon King was still considerable.

Not to mention figures like Laozi and Zhunti, who directly sowed discord between the two races and propelled the great calamity.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu."

Hongjun said to Meng Po, "I know you harbor resentment in your heart, but I have come here specifically to resolve this resentment."

Meng Po sneered, "My brothers have all perished. May I ask how the Dao Ancestor can resolve this? Could it be that the Dao Ancestor can bring my brothers back to life?"

Upon hearing this, the Dao Ancestor shook his head and said, "The Twelve Ancestral Witches all perished in the face of calamity. I am the Heavenly Dao, but I cannot disobey it and revive them, otherwise it would be disrupting the will of Heaven."

"What's there to say?"

The Dao Ancestor shook his head again, but smiled and said, "Heaven's Way cannot, and neither can the Sage, but there are exceptions."

The Dao Ancestor looked at Xuanhuang.

Xuanhuang was taken aback and pointed to himself: "Me?"

The Dao Ancestor nodded and said, "It is you."

"But I can't do it either."

Xuanhuang smiled bitterly.

Resurrecting the Twelve Ancestral Witches goes against the will of Heaven and will invite divine retribution, with consequences even more severe than the establishment of the Asura Cult by the Styx River.

The Styx River had room to maneuver in establishing the Asura Cult, but Hongjun granted him a reprieve at the last moment.

But if Xuanhuang dares to revive the Twelve Ancestral Witches, then Heaven will probably really strike him dead.

Even if Xuanhuang were a Primordial Golden Immortal, there would be no room for luck.

Seeing that Meng Po was about to be disappointed, Hongjun said, "Not now, but in the future."

"Xuanhuang, I told you long ago that you are extraordinary. First, you are a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and second, your Dao is very special."

Just because you can't do it now doesn't mean you won't be able to do it in the future.

"That's a matter for the future." Xuanhuang didn't want to make promises lightly or agree to such things.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "Xuanhuang, you must know that you also bear responsibility for how things have come to this."

Upon hearing this, Xuanhuang's expression changed slightly, and his brows furrowed. He knew what Hongjun was referring to.

It was because he lured Houtu into reincarnation in order to establish the Underworld that he did so, and his actions during that time were quite dishonorable.

(End of this chapter)