Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 153 I really didn't want to be the Heavenly Emperor 2

During this period, five types of currency began to circulate across the three islands, ten continents, and four seas.

Since the coins were finished being refined, everyone in the Purple Mansion has been busy, and the Myriad Treasures Pavilion has also started operating.

In this regard, Randeng has indeed lived up to Donghua's trust. Even when the situation is complicated, Wanbaoge operates in an orderly manner.

Randeng was very thorough in all aspects, reconciling the interests and conflicts of all parties. Even Taiyuan, who had always wanted to cause trouble, was speechless.

Since obtaining the Heavenly Tribulation Banner, the Queen Mother of the West has been in seclusion and has not yet emerged from her cultivation. However, the aura of heaven and earth tribulation and the rolling thunder have been constantly emanating from outside Jingyang Palace, indicating that she has reached a critical moment in her cultivation.

Meanwhile, Haotian Yunzhongjun and others practiced military formations day and night, and the Taixu Record was constantly running.

The Grand Master of Fate commands thirty-five departments, mobilizes resources, and coordinates various parties. Furthermore, he selects talented individuals from among the dragons to fill these departments.

After going around in circles, Donghua found himself with nothing to do.

"Sigh, everyone else is just relaxing in the brothels, listening to music. What should I do?"

Standing atop the Purple Mansion Peak, Donghua overlooks the Three Islands and Ten Continents, taking in all the beautiful scenery.

Above the East China Sea, a divine dragon leaps from the surface, stirring up waves that breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Meanwhile, immortals from the Purple Palace greet the rising sun, absorbing the purple glow.

"Why!"

Donghua sighed deeply. He remembered that when he was first reborn, he didn't have any great ambitions. His biggest dream was to survive the Lich War and become a carefree and powerful being.

But fate had other plans. The power of the Purple Mansion grew ever stronger, and his own cultivation level reached the pinnacle of the prehistoric world.

At this moment, he dared not say that he was superior to his peers, but he was confident that he could fight anyone. Regardless of the outcome, at least he would not die!

But now he seems to have changed. He is no longer a salted fish; he wants to attain the Dao of Hunyuan.

Meanwhile, his subordinates were all eager to expand the Purple Mansion, and then leave the East Sea to go to that magical continent.

This matter will not be changed by Donghua's will. He can stop it once or twice, but he cannot stop it eight or ten times, because this is the will of everyone in the Purple Mansion.

As everyone's strength increased, the Three Islands and Ten Continents could no longer satisfy them. By preventing them from going out, they were actually blocking their path.

The enmity of those who obstruct our path is no trivial matter!

Moreover, now that he is cultivating the Emperor's Path of Destiny and wants to go higher and prove the Dao of Hunyuan, then the Purple Mansion must go out.

At this moment, Donghua understood the dilemma that Zulong, Yuanfeng, Shiqilin, and others had faced back then, because even though they knew there might be no winner in this war, they still went ahead without hesitation.

Because this is about contending for and proving the Way!

The great path is one of competition; if you don't compete, someone else will!

Therefore, Donghua's purpose in establishing the Wanbao Pavilion was not only to acquire merit and fortune, but also an attempt for him to expand his influence beyond the Purple Mansion.

He just used a milder method, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

But one day, the Wanbao Pavilion will shine brightly and announce to the world the birth of the Purple Mansion.

"In the end, I couldn't escape my fate!"

Donghua never intended to conquer the primordial world, but due to various circumstances, he gradually found himself on this path.

There is no turning back once you've made your choice!

Thinking of this, Donghua took out the Plain Cloud Banner and the Flame Banner, two spiritual treasures that had now been completely refined and become his own spiritual treasures.

The two flags in their hands released Daoist energy, flowing and vying with each other, yet they also had similarities; it was truly wondrous beyond words.

"You want to collect all five flags?"

A voice came from behind, but Donghua ignored it because he knew who it was.

Fuxi stepped forward, looked at the two flags in Donghua's hands, and slowly said, "Many people have wanted to collect all five primordial flags, because the five flags are related to a destiny and the Five Elements, but no one has succeeded, including Emperor Jun of the Heavenly Court."

Donghua turned around and said, "So what are you trying to say?"

Fuxi swallowed hard, then looked at Donghua strangely, wondering what he had done to make Donghua so aloof. He thought to himself, "Did I offend him?"

"Fellow Daoist Donghua, are you in a bad mood today?"

"yes!"

Why?

"Because of you!"

Fuxi was a little puzzled. What does your bad mood have to do with you?

"What does that mean?"

Donghua looked up at the heavens, then at Fuxi, and slowly said:

"The storm is brewing, and the wind is howling. Calamity is already emerging in the primordial world, and the secrets of heaven are beginning to fall into chaos. This also signifies the arrival of another great calamity."

"The calamity aura originated after the last Lich War, so the main players in this great calamity should be the Heavenly Court and the Earthly Court."

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, I don't understand you. Why did you come to the Purple Mansion at this time, thus further escalating the conflict between the Purple Mansion and the Heavenly Court?"

Fuxi, holding a folding fan (transformed from the Fuxi Qin), stood atop the cliff, overlooking the three islands and ten continents. This time, he did not give the reason for his previous visit, but instead asked:

"Fellow Daoist Donghua, who do you think will win between the Lich and Demon factions?"

"have no idea!"

"You know that!"

"I have no idea!"

The two fell silent again.

Fuxi suddenly said, "The Northern Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, one of the Five Primordial Flags, is in Kunpeng's hands, but he has never used it because he is wary of Dijun!"

"Why is Fellow Daoist Fuxi helping me?"

Fuxi smiled and said, "Because I believe that in this great calamity, there will be no victor among the Lich Kings and Demon Kings. The victor will be the Purple Mansion, and it will be you, Donghua, the Eastern King Duke!"

Donghua chuckled self-deprecatingly, staring blankly at the heavens, and said, "Fellow Daoist, you have such great confidence in me? You should know that I have absolutely no confidence. Besides, the Heavenly Court's army is about to press in, and it's still uncertain whether the Primordial World even has a Purple Mansion!"

"Those who follow the Way receive much help, while those who stray from the Way receive little help. Emperor Jun was once a follower of the Way, enjoying a high reputation and being highly respected among all races. That is why the demon race exists today."

At this point, Fuxi paused, let out a long sigh, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and vicissitudes.

"Even I, the Azure Emperor of the Demon Clan and the Heavenly Emperor Xi, thought that establishing the Demon Clan was a good thing, but in the end, it was a miscalculation. Establishing the Demon Clan was a complete blunder. If there were no Demon Clan and only the Heavenly Court, the prehistoric world would have been unified long ago."

"Truly, the demon race brought them both success and failure."

Donghua thought about it and felt that what Fuxi said made a lot of sense. Although many people and races gave up their original identities and joined the demon race, there were still some who were unwilling to join, which is why the demon race's Heavenly Court later fought in all directions.

However, this move instantly intensified the conflict between the demon race and all other races, and the demon race completely turned against everyone.

Among them, the twelve ancestral witches, no, they should be the twelve demon gods led by Jiang, who took the lead in rebelling, gathered their clan, and called themselves Emperor Jiang.

From then on, the vast wilderness was engulfed in flames of war!

The story only began after Donghua was reborn and the Wu Clan was born.

"But the demon race came first, then the Heavenly Court. How can this be explained?"

Fuxi sighed again after hearing this, and then said, "Therefore, from the moment Di Jun established the demon race, he either conquered all races with his own, or he failed!"

Donghua nodded in agreement with this point, agreeing with his analysis, which was also the main reason for the failure of the three races and the Lich.

It wasn't until a sage was born and Haotian took charge of the Heavenly Court that the Heavenly Court truly lived up to its name, acting as the representative of Heaven and governing the world.

However, Haotian's reputation was not good, and all races were not convinced. Even the human race, the protagonist of the prehistoric world in later generations, once attacked Haotian.

Although he failed each time, Haotian was reincarnated repeatedly until he became the Six Jade Emperors.

"So, what does Fuxi want to do?"

This time, Donghua was direct and didn't beat around the bush. Although Fuxi left the Heavenly Court because of his influence, he didn't side with the Purple Mansion.

He needed to know Fuxi's true thoughts.

After all, Fuxi also had the destiny of becoming the Heavenly Emperor!

Fuxi said solemnly, "With the great calamity approaching and the Lich King retreating, the Primordial World needs a new Heavenly Emperor, and this person is none other than you, fellow Daoist!"

Donghua laughed heartily upon hearing this, then pointed at Fuxi and said, "Then why isn't this Heavenly Emperor yours, Fuxi?"

"Because I am the Azure Emperor of the Demon Clan, the Emperor Xi of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, even though I have left, this title will remain forever."

"A defeated demon race, a dormant demon heavenly court, can never produce a new heavenly emperor. No one will agree, no one will consent, so how could he possibly become the heavenly emperor?"

Donghua was taken aback after hearing this; he really hadn't thought of that, but what Fuxi said did make sense.

Even if Fuxi had the destiny of becoming the Heavenly Emperor at that time, no one would recommend him to be the Heavenly Emperor, because no one would want the demon race to rise again.

Just like the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans today, you can exist and you can develop. But if you want to dominate the primordial world again, it will inevitably be a situation where all races fight together and many powerful beings are involved.

Donghua asked again, "Since you approve of me and the Purple Mansion so much, why are you unwilling to join?"

Fuxi shook his head and said, "If I were to join now, Fellow Daoist and Zifu would be in true peril, because at that time, the Lich King and the Demon King would inevitably join forces to destroy Zifu."

"So the time isn't right yet!"

Donghua was speechless after hearing this, because what he said was absolutely right. Finally, he said helplessly:

"But I really didn't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!"

Fuxi: (_)

Fuxi didn't answer, but only glared at Donghua with disdain: "Fellow Daoist, since we've already gone this far, why bother lying to me anymore!"

If you don't want to, then who does? Are all the actions of the Purple Mansion fake? Is the imperial demeanor you possess fake? Don't you have any self-awareness?

Donghua sighed helplessly and stopped explaining. He knew no one would believe him anyway, and besides, he didn't have any confidence in saying it now.

Because for him now, it seems like this is the only path he has left!

"Since Fellow Daoist Donghua wants to collect all five flags, I can help you obtain the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag. As for Kunpeng, leave him to me. As long as the Heavenly Court exists, he won't dare to use it."

"Very well, thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Fuxi!"

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P.S.: This chapter was really hard to write, so here's a 10,000-word update at 3 PM!

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