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

Chapter 294 Human Race, Feelings

The news of the Three Pure Ones splitting up swept across the prehistoric world like a giant wave. Powerful figures and forces from all sides were speculating about why they were splitting up, whether it was due to internal conflicts or other reasons.

But it can only be speculation. No one knows the specific details, and no one dares to ask, for fear of touching the sage's sore spot.

However, the division of the Three Pure Ones ultimately affected the struggle for humanity in the prehistoric world. The struggle for humanity, which had already begun, was instantly covered by ice and snow and entered a cooling-off period.

No one dared to make a move!

All factions were watching and waiting for others to make the first move, except for the human race.

After Emperor Tianhuang returned to Shouyang Mountain from the Heavenly Court, he began to work diligently to govern the country. Regardless of the struggles among other races, he focused solely on development, and all of humanity's resources were poured into the cultivation of its people.

During this process, some of the innate human race, namely the three thousand humans created by Nuwa herself, made rapid progress in their cultivation. The only pity is that the number of innate human race has become very small.

The number of innate humans who died during the Lich Wars was too great, especially the number slaughtered by the demon and witch races, which can be described as an absolute massacre.

However, the surviving innate human race indeed possesses boundless potential.

"Your Majesty, all races are now restless and ready to make a move. What should we do?" Inside the Human Race Hall, Dihuangshi, Suirenshi, Zhishengshi, and others were all present.

"wait!"

The Heavenly Emperor looked around and then slowly said, "The situation in the primordial world is currently unclear, and the sages have already agreed that the human race will assume the role of rulers of humanity. Therefore, we can only wait, accumulate strength, and await our opportunity!"

Suirenshi asked, puzzled, "Your Majesty, since the Heavenly Emperor and the Sage have already made their decision, what are we waiting for? Can't we just send troops?"

Emperor Tianhuang shook his head. He could understand why Suiren said that about him, because the human race had consumed far too many natural treasures during this period, especially their fortune.

Humanity's fortune can no longer support a dramatic change in its strength. Even the Quasi-Saint realm is hard to come by, and the Heavenly Emperor has been stuck at the peak of the Great Luo realm for a long time.

He wanted to break through, but he had no clue how. He couldn't break through the limitations of the River of Time, and he hadn't even broken through to the level of a Quasi-Saint of Magic Power.

So the clansmen were getting restless, and the Emperor clan could understand this situation very well.

The Emperor looked at the crowd and slowly said, "Gentlemen, do you really think having the support of these sages is a good thing?"

Before anyone could answer, the Emperor continued, "There are no free lunches in the world. The sages support us simply because they value the fortune and merit of humanity."

"Our human race is the best choice. We have strong backing, but we are easy to control. We won't encounter the uncontrollable situation like the lich. So, if the human race wants to truly rise, it depends on ourselves."

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed. Everyone understood the reasoning behind it, but the human race simply couldn't wait any longer; waiting any longer would not yield any good results.

Moreover, being able to be used by others is a skill in itself; otherwise, the human race would not even have the chance to rise to power.

The Emperor spoke again, saying, "We can borrow resources if we don't have them. I will contact the Heavenly Court and have the Myriad Treasures Pavilion open up a batch of resources. But we cannot touch the human race; it's not the right time yet."

"May I ask, Your Majesty, what is time?"

The Emperor shook his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through billions of miles of time and space, where a Taoist was imparting something to the human race.

"The day Fuxi returns will be the day humanity sets out in war!"

After returning from the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the north, Fuxi plunged into the human race and began his path of spreading martial power.

The path of the human immortal is also the path of the martial immortal!

Fuxi stared blankly at the human cultivator before him, lost in thought.

He had been cultivating the path of the human immortal for several eons, but he had never been able to achieve perfection, and he had no clue what to do.

"Is it truly impossible to achieve a perfect ending?"

Fuxi had already advanced the path of the human immortal to the Great Luo realm, but he could not advance any further. After breaking through to the Great Luo realm, the cultivation of the Great Dao could not advance any further.

No matter how Fuxi tried, it didn't work; he always felt something was missing.

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.

In Biyou Palace, Donghua and Tongtian sat upright in the main hall, with the five disciples of the Jie Sect and Xuantian behind them.

Tongtian and Donghua were talking about the Great Dao of Hunyuan. Several disciples were listening quietly, even though they couldn't understand 99% of it, they were still trying their best to catch up.

Donghua and Tongtian spoke softly, but the profound truth of the Great Dao manifested in Biyou Palace and then spread to the entire Jin'ao Island.

The two were not preaching, but rather debating each other's doctrines, and sometimes they would even refute each other.

"Junior Brother Donghua, you have already cultivated to the peak of the Third Heaven. Do you have any understanding of the matter of opening the Dao?" After the two finished their discussion, Tongtian couldn't help but ask, as this was also the matter he cared about the most.

Donghua shook his head and sighed, "Opening the path is a long process. It can be said that the first to third level of the Primordial Chaos Realm is the most basic stage. Only those at the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm can truly be called Great Dao experts."

"From mastering one path to forging a new path on that perfect one, it's incredibly difficult!"

Donghua did not deceive Tongtian, because he was truly clueless and did not know how to open up the Imperial Path and create a new Great Path.

The Path of the Emperor and the Path of Power are the two most unique paths in the primordial world. There were no predecessors before them, and no one has chosen them since. Donghua is already a pioneer of the Path of the Emperor.

Tongtian didn't say anything. He trusted Donghua's words because he was also clueless about the Shangqing Dao, even though he was only at the peak of the second level.

After their discussion, the two began chatting casually.

"Junior Brother Donghua, what are your thoughts on the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race?" Tongtian took a sip of tea, as if asking a question casually.

However, Donghua immediately understood that Tongtian had designs on the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, or rather, on the last human emperor.

Donghua hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Tongtian, if I told you that you shouldn't interfere in the struggle for the Three Sovereigns' throne, would you believe me?"

Tongtian glanced at Donghua. He knew that the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race were far more complex than the birth of reincarnation and Houtu's attainment of enlightenment. After all, Houtu's attainment of enlightenment was already a foregone conclusion, so no one tried to stop it. In the end, the battle only occurred because of reincarnation and the power of the Underworld.

The struggle for humanity has been brewing for so long, with all the saints and great powers of the primordial world plotting against each other. It also involves many ancient relics from the primordial era, as well as all the races, all waiting for this struggle for humanity.

Therefore, Tongtian believes what Donghua says now, especially regarding the struggle for the last Human Emperor.

However, Tongtian was unwilling to admit defeat, and doing nothing was not in accordance with his principles.

So this time he wants to compete!

"I believe, but my path is the path of Heaven's Interception. I want to explore the Four Heavens in this struggle for humanity and achieve the feat of opening the path."

Donghua nodded after hearing this. At their level, apart from the struggle for the Great Dao, there was no greater hatred, and it was not worth fighting.

"Alright, since you say so, senior brother, I can't say anything more, but please think carefully, senior brother."

Tongtian glanced at Donghua and said, "I wonder if Junior Brother knows what the deeper meaning is behind this?"

Donghua thought for a moment and said, "Senior brother, do you think that the candidates for the Heavenly Emperor proposed by Jieyin and Zhunti were just random guesses?"

"Explain in detail!"

Donghua thought for a moment and said, "Senior brother, one of the three emperors of the human race must be a pure human, otherwise neither the Heavenly Dao nor the Human Dao would agree to it."

"And among the human race, only the Heavenly Emperor is most suitable, because I am the Heavenly Emperor, and he will answer my call!"

Donghua's words were spoken softly, but they were incredibly powerful!

Just because I am the Heavenly Emperor, he must be the Human Emperor.

Tongtian thought about it for a moment and finally nodded. He hadn't thought of this at all. He had been thinking of finding someone to help him take the throne, but now he realized that it was impossible.

It would indeed be absurd for the human race, the sovereign rulers of humanity, to not have a single pure human.

"Therefore, in this matter, senior brother, you can stand on my side and support the Emperor's ascension to the throne. You will surely reap the rewards."

Tongtian thought for a moment, and after a long period of contemplation, he said, "Junior brother, I understand what you're saying, but I want to try it out, just to observe the Dao of Intercepting Heaven."

Faced with Tongtian's persistence, Donghua said nothing, because it was impossible to change his mind.

Time has passed, and Donghua has been on Jin'ao Island for a hundred years.

In just a thousand years, many cultivators came to Jin'ao Island to listen to his lectures. Tongtian never got tired of it and continued to preach at Zizhi Cliff. In this respect, Tongtian lived up to his reputation as a sage.

The content taught by Tongtian covers all aspects, including the principles of cultivation, how to conduct oneself in society, and various supernatural powers, skills, alchemy, formations, and weapon crafting, covering all walks of life.

And this is the origin of the sage, and the origin of the position of sage.

Donghua stood atop a mountain on Jin'ao Island, gazing into the distance. Beside him stood a fairy in white, her robes fluttering, her figure graceful and elegant. She was none other than Jin Ling, the senior sister of the Jie Sect.

The two figures were stretched long by the sun's rays, and the horizon at dusk appeared on the sea, bathing them in a golden glow.

Down the mountain, two people were fighting, practicing supernatural powers; they were Xuan Tian and Xuan Ming.

At one point, their duel stopped. Xuan Tian looked up at the mountain peak and couldn't help but ask:

"Big brother, do you think Father and Senior Sister Jinling did... you know?"

Hearing this, Xuanming patted Xuantian on the shoulder and said slowly, "Little brother, you're still young. You don't understand these things yet. You'll understand later."

After Xuanming finished speaking, he also looked up at the mountain peak. In fact, he didn't understand either, but he didn't know how to answer. He couldn't very well tell his younger brother that he was already struggling with whether to call Jinling Senior Sister or Auntie.

The main problem is that he's really conflicted. Now he avoids Jin Ling whenever he sees her because the problem keeps popping into his mind whenever he sees her, and he can't get rid of it.

"Dad's really a womanizer!"

"Is love between men and women really that interesting? Even someone like Senior Sister has fallen for it?"

Xuanming couldn't understand this problem, because the Jinling he knew normally and the Jinling he knew in front of Donghua seemed to be two different people.

Normally, Jin Ling is a goddess as cold as an iceberg, but in front of Dong Hua, she is just Jin Ling, just like an ordinary woman.

"You're leaving again."

A light, melodious voice echoed from the mountaintop, its words carrying a hint of reluctance.

Donghua quietly admired the beautiful sunset, not in a hurry to answer Jinling's question, as if the goddess in front of him was not as beautiful as the scenery.

After a long while, Donghua turned around and looked at Jinling. Having severed his three corpses, Donghua could clearly sense that the woman in front of him had fallen for him. Her feelings were deep-rooted and difficult to change.

He had never felt this kind of emotion with Houtu and Nuwa before. The only time he felt it was when he became a Daoist partner with the Queen Mother of the West in Xikunlun.

"Jin Ling, I am not your good man, nor are I your destiny. I hope you can sever this ill-fated relationship and feelings when you break through to the Quasi-Saint level, otherwise it will cause your cultivation to stagnate."

Donghua's voice was very soft, but when it reached Jinling's ears, it was like the coldest winter month, piercing her heart and soul.

The person she loved ultimately made a decision she didn't want to see, and although she had expected it, it still hurt her heart.

"Actually, when I broke through to the Great Luo realm, I had already awakened my memories of my past life in the river of time."

"But I did not merge with it, because in this life, I am only Jinling, not Doumu Yuanjun."

"Jin Ling is a person who dares to love and hate, a simple person. Even if the person she loves is someone with whom there is no future, she will not regret it."

"Who could forget that the towering figure, the bright eyes, and the white silhouette of that year, that were deeply etched into her heart, never to be forgotten."

Donghua's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't say a word. Jinling's calm voice revealed her true feelings: a simple and pure affection.

He didn't know how to refuse, even though he was the Primordial Heavenly Emperor!

He really doesn't know how to do this!

"Take good care of yourself. Cultivation at the Great Luo Realm is different from before. Don't rush. Take it one step at a time and carefully comprehend the Three Thousand Great Daos. The deeper you delve into them, the greater your future achievements will be."

The Great Luo is the true beginning of the Dao. Cultivation can be divided into five major realms: the Mortal Realm, the Immortal (God/Demon) Realm, the Great Luo, the Primordial Chaos Realm, and the Great Dao.

Therefore, the Great Luo realm is a very important realm. The reason why people like Lu Ya, Long Bo, and Zhu Long were stuck at the Quasi-Saint realm was because they did not accumulate enough experience when they reached the Great Luo realm, especially Long Bo and Lu Ya.

"Okay, I understand. I will cultivate diligently and try to catch up with you, even if it's just by looking up at your back."

"Because I can't see your back right now!"

Donghua let out a long sigh, then flew up and landed beside Xuanming and Xuantian. Unbeknownst to them, the two were still discussing the relationship between Donghua and Jinling.

For some reason, Donghua suddenly felt an invisible anger, as if he had cheated on his wife and been caught in the act by his son.

He grabbed Xuanming and threw him onto the Purple Ganoderma Cliff.

"Senior brother, your disciple is very impolite and has offended me. Discipline him properly and teach him a lesson."

After speaking, Donghua, with a bewildered Xuantian, took flight and disappeared into the East Sea.

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P.S.: On the last day of February, I wish all my brothers a prosperous March and that you can drive a BMW with one hand on the wheel!

(End of this chapter)