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

Chapter 320 Gossip, Great Battle

In the early autumn of that year, continuous heavy rains caused the river levels to rise rapidly, houses along the banks were washed away, and plagues broke out everywhere. Ordinary people complained bitterly and suffered unspeakably.

Especially the Huaxu tribe, located on the banks of rivers, suffered too many casualties among mortals. Faced with such a natural disaster, even the mortals of the prehistoric world seemed powerless.

Faced with such a natural disaster, the leaders of the Huaxu tribe took action. Golden Immortals, Taiyi, and Daluo masters went to the riverbanks to dredge the water veins and use their great power to divert the floodwaters to other places.

With the cultivators' intervention, the disaster in the Huaxu tribe came to an end, but the real disaster began again. After the flood, plagues raged, and poisonous insects and ferocious beasts attacked ordinary humans.

Fuxi once again led the cultivators to handle these matters, researching elixirs and driving away poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.

However, such a thing is fine for a day or two, but after a while, the cultivators will also have complaints. They need to cultivate, not to be babysitters for these mortals.

However, thanks to Fuxi's persistent efforts, they successfully weathered this disaster.

Fuxi became even more determined to create the Eight Trigrams suitable for ordinary mortals, so that all living beings would know the principle of the cycle of the four seasons and the impermanence of the way of heaven.

In order to understand these strange phenomena of nature and to help mortals with their troubles, Fuxi began to travel around the world.

He carefully studied the changes of the sun, moon, heaven and earth, and the movement of stars, and carefully observed the patterns of the earth's cold and heat, and the blooming and withering of flowers.

Like an ordinary person, he walked on the primordial continent, feeling the way of heaven and earth, and his understanding of the Eight Trigrams became increasingly profound.

One evening at dusk, Fuxi was sitting on the riverbank, contemplating the Great Dao, when he suddenly saw a large white tortoise struggling to climb ashore, gleaming with a dazzling silver light under the setting sun.

"As the saying goes, the tortoise is a symbol of longevity, so there must be a reason why it climbed ashore."

So Fuxi went over and helped the white turtle ashore. But for some reason, the big white turtle kept following Fuxi, and no matter where he hid, it could find him, which puzzled Fuxi greatly.

Finally, having no other choice, he had to give up his cultivation and hurry home, but the strange big white turtle followed him home unhurriedly.

Fuxi thought, "There must be a reason why this giant white tortoise behaves this way!"

So Fuxi dug a large pond and raised the white turtle there.

The next day, Fuxi was feeding the white tortoise in its pond when he suddenly looked at the dragon horse nestled to the side. In the morning sunlight, the patterns on the dragon horse's back were exceptionally clear, with a constant flow of Daoist energy.

Fuxi stepped forward and stroked the smooth back of the dragon-horse, muttering, "One and six are at the top, two and seven are at the bottom, three and eight are on the left, four and nine are on the right, five and ten are in the center... That's right, isn't this the Eight Trigrams?"

Fuxi quickly plucked a blade of grass and drew the pattern on the dragon-horse's back onto a large leaf.

However, although the latest gossip has been drawn, people still can't understand it.

Looking at the puzzled crowd around him, Fuxi picked up the leaf again and studied its patterns, but he couldn't think of a way to simplify it.

He unknowingly walked to the edge of the white turtle pond, when he suddenly heard the water splashing. Upon closer inspection, he realized that a large white turtle had swum out of the water and was standing right in front of him, its head stretched high and its eyes fixed on him. Then it nodded three times at him.

Just as Fuxi was about to step forward to see what was going on, the giant white turtle tucked its head into its belly and lay motionless by the water's edge.

Fuxi was puzzled, so he squatted down and began to observe the giant white tortoise intently. He discovered that the patterns on the tortoise's back consisted of five in the center and eight around the perimeter, with a total of twelve in the inner circle and twenty-four in the outer circle. Suddenly, he understood much better.

He picked up the leaf again and compared it to the pattern on it. At that moment, the principles of the Eight Trigrams came to mind, and he gradually came to understand the laws governing the changes of all things in the world.

It's simply a matter of yin and yang. He used a continuous bar "—" as yang and a broken bar "--" as yin, combining three bars as a group to draw eight different patterns.

This is the Eight Trigrams!

Each hexagram represents a certain thing, symbolizing heaven, earth, mountain, lake, thunder, wind, water, and fire, respectively represented by the eight characters Qian, Kun, Gen, Dui, Zhen, Xun, Kan, and Li.

And this is the Later Heaven Bagua!

Fuxi combined the eight trigrams to obtain the sixty-four hexagrams, which are the acquired eight trigrams that allow mortals to glimpse the secrets of heaven. These eight trigrams are no longer a great way, but a law.

A method for glimpsing the secrets of heaven!

In this way, we can understand the origins of why the weather changes from hot to cold, why the sun and moon move day and night, and what causes wind, rain, lightning, and thunder.

Just after Fuxi created the Bagua method, Nuwa, who was on Qishan Mountain, smiled and then pointed her finger. Immeasurable merits descended from the sky and fell directly into Fuxi's body, while some merits fell onto the newly formed Bagua diagram.

Through the flow of merit, the Bagua diagram instantly transformed from an ordinary object into a spiritual treasure, and moreover, a spiritual treasure imbued with merit.

After Fuxi comprehended the Eight Trigrams, he received further merit and instantly entered the realm of heaven and man, immersing his mind in the Great Dao.

The eight forces of heaven, earth, mountain, marsh, thunder, wind, water, and fire constantly circulated around him, and these eight forces and eight changes presented the ultimate principles of heaven and earth to Fuxi.

On Mount Qi, Donghua watched Nuwa's actions and asked with a smile, "I wonder how much merit Sister still has, to be so wasteful?"

Nuwa said, "Not many, not many, just enough to allow one mortal to break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint."

These words were spoken lightly, but they had an urge to take action. To enable a mortal to break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint was an immense merit.

It's no wonder, though. Nuwa first created humans, then became the first saint, and later her presence can be seen in various places, such as mending the sky and reincarnation.

In the primordial world, Nuwa was arguably the richest sage besides Donghua.

Donghua looked down at Fuxi and said, "Actually, you don't need merit points. Fuxi can still break through. You should use your merit points to break through your cultivation realm and reach the peak of the Third Heaven as soon as possible."

Merit is good, but it is of no use to the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm. It is only useful to the level before the fourth level.

To put it simply, the Xuanhuang Merit is also a kind of Dao, the Xuanhuang Great Dao formed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, so all primordial beings can directly refine and absorb it.

However, after opening the path to the fourth heaven, this Xuanhuang Great Dao has no effect on breaking through realms.

Nuwa shook her head and said, "My level is still lacking in the understanding of the Great Dao. The Great Dao of Creation has reached a bottleneck. Without a sudden enlightenment, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough."

Donghua didn't say anything about this. Nuwa's creation Dao had reached its peak, and now she only needed to perfect the cultivation of the other Daos. The Three Pure Ones and others were also at this level.

Houtu is different; she cultivates four paths and only cultivates four paths, so she only needs to perfect all four paths to open the path.

There is no inherent superiority or inferiority between the two different methods of cultivation; it all depends on who is cultivating the Great Way.

However, in terms of versatility, Houtu is naturally inferior to Donghua, Sanqing, and others.

Meanwhile, Fuxi below had entered the most crucial moment, namely, the foundation-building of the Dao. This is the most critical step in cultivating the Taiyi realm. If he could complete this step, the gate to the Daluo realm would be opened.

As time slowly passed, a huge Bagua diagram appeared around Fuxi, and the innate spiritual treasures Hetu and Luoshu also appeared around Fuxi, radiating boundless Daoist charm, helping Fuxi comprehend the Great Dao.

Finally, at a certain moment, Fuxi opened his eyes, and a powerful force surged into the sky. With the Bagua in his left hand and the Taiji in his right, he punched out with both fists, and the Taiji and Bagua enveloped the sky.

"boom!"

A surge of power from the peak of the Taiyi realm erupted from Fuxi.

At this moment, Fuxi leaped into the peak of Taiyi, just one step away from awakening his past life memories.

Seeing this, Donghua rose from the mountaintop and said softly, "My task is complete. The rest is up to you. Whether Fuxi can attain enlightenment depends on his own destiny!"

After reaching the peak of Taiyi, the remaining options are to forge one's own path or cultivate someone else's path to break through to the Daluo realm.

The only thing left for Fuxi to do without even thinking was to forge his own path. In this regard, Donghua had already taught Fuxi everything he could, and the Eight Trigrams and the two paths of human immortality were the foundation for Fuxi.

As for becoming the Human Emperor in the future, in terms of cultivating the Imperial Way, it depends on what kind of Way Fuxi himself has. There is a huge gap between the Imperial Ways, and no one else can help him.

Nuwa also stood up and said, "My brother's path is for him to comprehend on his own. All I can do to help him complete his final transformation. The rest is up to his destiny. Whether he breaks through to a higher realm or remains in the same place is entirely up to him!"

"The final transformation?" Donghua asked, puzzled.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Nowadays, human marriages are chaotic, with inbreeding, which goes against the natural order. Therefore, I need to help him complete a human marriage and help him break through the final barrier."

"Establish human relationships!"

Donghua succinctly revealed Nuwa's thoughts, because establishing human relations was also a glorious achievement of Fuxi and an inevitable trend of human morality. Most importantly, there was merit to be gained from it.

This merit is not the kind rewarded by Nuwa, but the merit rewarded by the Heavenly Dao, just like the Heavenly Marriage of Dijun and Xihe.

"Are you prepared to have your avatar marry Fuxi?"

Nuwa nodded. This was the best way. Otherwise, no one in the primordial world would be worthy of Fuxi, nor would anyone become Fuxi's Daoist partner.

But after hearing this answer, Donghua felt a strange sense of jealousy, as if someone had taken away one of his privileges.

To be precise, it feels like being cuckolded.

Although this analogy is very inaccurate!

When Nuwa saw Donghua's appearance, she felt a sense of joy, and the troubles of not being able to break through in her cultivation instantly vanished.

But without saying a word, she vanished from Qishan in the blink of an eye.

Watching Nuwa leave, Donghua shook his head, dispelling his previous thoughts, and then vanished from the spot, transcending time and space.

……

Just as Fuxi was comprehending the Dao and creating the Eight Trigrams, the human race also faced its most crucial battle.

When the human race led by the Earth Emperor was sweeping across the eastern border, they finally clashed with the Dog-Sealing Clan, the most powerful race in the east.

The Dog-Sealing Clan, with human bodies and dog heads, is a superior force among the myriad races of the prehistoric world. The clan has a quasi-saint ancestor named Quan Lingzi!

This person also has another identity: a disciple of Pan Wang. He was the first opponent Donghua encountered when he first returned, the Pan Wang Ancestor who made Donghua look bad, and an ancestor who once dominated the ancient times.

Quan Lingzi is Pan Wang's disciple!

The Dog-Sealing Clan is stronger than the Human Clan in every aspect, especially in having a Quasi-Saint Ancestor, which is a condition that the Human Clan cannot match at present, because the Human Clan does not have a Quasi-Saint.

Therefore, when facing the Dog-Sealing Clan, there were many voices within the human race advocating for a temporary retreat and waiting for an opportunity. Even the Earthly Emperor Clan chose to retreat temporarily.

It was initially thought that the Emperor would support this decision, but to everyone's surprise, the Emperor did not back down this time, but instead chose to face the challenge head-on.

"Gentlemen, I know that the Dog-Sealing Clan has a Quasi-Saint powerhouse, while our human race does not. But we have already begun to contend. If we can retreat once or twice, can we retreat countless times?"

"Among all races, the Dog Seal Clan is not the only one with a Quasi-Saint. There are many other races, not to mention the Asura Clan, which has been conquering all directions. The Styx Ancestor is a peak Quasi-Saint."

"Retreat, retreat, retreat, where can we retreat to?"

"Gentlemen, therefore, we must fight this battle regardless of victory or defeat. If we win, our human race will reach a higher and greater stage; if we lose, our human race will recuperate, learn from our shame, and strive for the next opportunity!"

This statement from the Emperor received the support of most of the mission's high-ranking members, because they knew that once humanity had embarked on this path, there was no way they could back down.

Moreover, the human race needs a war to resolve internal conflicts and achieve centralization; otherwise, the human race will eventually split apart.

"Brother, are we really going to have to fight the Inu-sei clan?"

After the meeting, the Earthly Emperor immediately went to the Heavenly Emperor. He couldn't understand the Heavenly Emperor's decision at all. The Heavenly Emperor's words could fool others, but they couldn't fool him.

Faced with the Earthly Emperor's question, the Heavenly Emperor immediately sealed off the main hall, then said with a wry smile, "I have no choice in this battle; the only choice left for me is to fight!"

"Why?" the Earthly Emperor asked, puzzled.

The Emperor said, "Fuxi has successfully broken through to the peak of Taiyi. Next is the breakthrough to Daluo. That will be the beginning of the Fuxi era. But my existence has already hindered Fuxi's progress."

"Therefore, I must be reincarnated!"

"But this reincarnation must be reasonable so that Fuxi's succession to the throne seems more justified."

The Earth Emperor reluctantly accepted the Emperor's explanation, but he couldn't understand why, with so many ways to reincarnate, it was necessary to wage war against the Dog-Sealing Clan to allow the Emperor to be reincarnated.

Faced with the Earth Emperor's confusion, the Heavenly Emperor explained: "Currently, we are in a great war with the Dog Sealing Clan, and our chances of winning are slim. There is no one who can even deal with Quan Lingzi, so my death is quite reasonable."

"At this time, only Fuxi can resolve the predicament of humanity. This is the opinion conveyed by Xuandu, or rather, the opinion of the Supreme Sage!"

Upon hearing this answer, the Earthly Emperor angrily declared, "I'm going to find Xuandu!"

"Alright, second brother, I actually think this is quite good. Compared to dying for no reason, if I can die on the battlefield, die for the human race, and fight a quasi-saint, then my life will not have been in vain!" the Emperor advised.

Faced with this explanation, the Earthly Emperor could only accept it helplessly, respecting the Heavenly Emperor's choice.

"I'll go and gather the army!"

As the Earthly Emperor departed, the Heavenly Emperor's gaze gradually deepened.

"Who will win and who will lose is still unknown!"

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