Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he still nodded and said:

"It's okay, it won't be long."

Ziyi sensed the heavy atmosphere and wiped the juice stains from his mouth.

"Then I guess I'm no exception."

Morality hummed in agreement.

All three fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment. Finally, Youchao broke the silence.

"Why? Who is it?"

Morality shook its head.

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken."

Youchao asked again.

"Is there really no way to do it?"

Morality remained silent for a long time, and finally said:

"Govern your tribe well, but be slow in teaching the skills of nesting and animal clothing. The more prosperous the human race becomes, the greater your chances of being able to emerge."

Youchao nodded.

"it is good."

Morality also says.

"Just do what you've always wanted to do. Also, Ziyi is quite good."

"I see."

Morality fell silent, and the three of them walked down the mountain together. Most of the tribespeople rested at sunset, and the tribe was pitch black. Youchao lit a torch in his nest.

"Actually, just pretend that there is no such thing as ascension. Like the ancestor Sui, who lived to be over seventy years old, he has already surpassed most of his clansmen."

Looking at the torches, Youchao suddenly spoke.

"That's one way to understand it."

"Will anyone harm my people?"

"Won't."

"Will they directly interfere in my work?"

"He just wants to trap you."

"Then I have nothing to be afraid of."

Youchao looked at Ziyi and said again.

"Tomorrow, as planned, you and I will go to other tribes together, is that alright?"

Ziyi nodded. "No problem."

Nothing more was said after that. Morality left promptly at midnight. Ziyi slept soundly, while Youchao spent the entire night awake.

After that, Youchao seemed to have forgotten about the incident, and the next day he officially took over the work that Suiren had done before, working hard day and night and personally handling every matter.

More than twenty years have passed...

During this period, Youchao traveled through the various tribes of the alliance, spreading the method of building nest dwellings to all tribes. His reputation was comparable to that of Suizu in his time.

With his extremely high prestige as a backing, Youchao clan vigorously promoted the integration of the alliance, and the concept of tribes was greatly weakened, being used only as a place name.

During this period, some tribes attempted to retain their independence, but were all suppressed by Youchao clan with harsh measures.

Today, wherever the Alliance has seen, the last person to claim to be a tribal chief has surrendered, and Youchao has accepted the surrender.

At the gate of the city, where the Suiren tribe once lived, now known as Suijing, a high platform has been erected, upon which sits a map.

Youchao, leaning on his cane, accepted the kneeling obeisance of the burly man before him with a blank expression.

The burly man knelt on both knees, lowered his head, and raised his hands high, holding a tiger skin painted with tiger stripes, which was the symbol of his tribe.

Youchao took the tiger skin with one hand and handed it to Ziyi, who was middle-aged, beside him.

Ziyi cut the tiger skin and sewed it into the blank spaces left on the map. Thus, the map was completely filled with all kinds of animal skins.

Just as Ziyi was covering himself with animal skins, a strange phenomenon appeared in the heavens and earth.

Then, in the endless void between heaven and earth, specks of golden light emerged from nothingness and transformed into a line of golden characters.

"Youchao clan was meritorious in unifying the Eastern human race."

Then, the golden characters disappeared, and golden light reappeared from nothing in the world, transforming into rivers that flowed towards Youchao.

In the eyes of the people watching the ceremony.

Youchao remained expressionless. As the golden light faded, his white hair gradually turned black, and then he was drawn away by a seven-colored ray of light, disappearing without a trace.

Ziyi was prepared and led everyone to bow in the direction where Youchao had disappeared, and said loudly.

"The Ancestor of the Nest has ascended to heaven; congratulations to the human race!"

"Congratulations to the human race!"

"Congratulations to the human race!"

The audience below the stage became increasingly excited, with waves of cheers rising higher and higher. The burly man kneeling on the stage trembled slightly, and his head was lowered even further.

Before the ceremony, Youchao had already designated Ziyi as the next leader of the alliance. Ziyi himself had also accumulated prestige through years of assisting Youchao.

The transfer of power went very smoothly.

Three months after Youchao ascended to heaven, Ziyi handed over a note with Youchao's handwriting, which he had prepared beforehand, to Sangjiu, who was already middle-aged.

When everyone sensed that Youchao was about to ascend to heaven, Sangjiu asked him to inquire about the events of Suiren in those years.

"Sangjiu, these are the words of Chaozu."

Sangjiu trembled as she held the child, then handed the child to Jiyi beside her and unfolded the grass paper.

"Suizu did not lie to you, and nothing happened. He even comes back to visit you often."

But after my ascension, I couldn't wait to see you all. So I told Sui Zu about you, and Sui Zu said that I should apologize to you on his behalf.

When Youchao wrote this note, Ziyi raised doubts, saying, "This explanation is full of loopholes. Would Sangjiu really believe it?"

Youchao Shi, however, did not mind at all, and simply said, "People will believe what they want to believe."

Ziyi fell silent. Both of them deeply understood what Youchao had said.

More than twenty years have passed...

On the one hand, the Ziyi clan consolidated the alliance, causing the concept of tribes to completely disappear from the eyes of the new generation of humans.

On the one hand, they imitated the Taoist robes worn by Daoists, improving the design of animal-patterned clothing, and even began to use cotton.

Meanwhile, during these twenty years, a member of the clan named Cangjie emerged, simplifying the originally obscure and difficult-to-understand innate Dao script, enabling more people to learn to read.

Based on this, the Ziyi clan began to formulate etiquette to regulate people's lives. The formulation was completed a year ago and began to be promoted on a large scale.

When the last tribe, or rather the last group of Eastern humans, arrived at the Suijing Ritual Platform, Ziyi once again stood on the platform and patiently explained to everyone how to perform the rituals.

He was much thinner than Suiren and Youchao since childhood. Now over seventy years old, he is too frail to move around and can only walk onto the stage with the help of Cangjie.

Ziyi's calm and resonant voice rang out, and knowledge flowed into the hearts of the listeners like a gentle stream.

"Meeting the parents..."

"..."

"Seeing the children of my brothers..."

As Ziyi Shi uttered the last word, as everyone expected, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred. Points of golden light appeared out of nowhere, vibrating in unison and emitting a resounding bell sound.

"The Ziyi clan made contributions to the establishment of rites."

The sound did not diminish with distance; it spread throughout the entire eastern land, reaching the celestial palace above the nine heavens, and the blood sea below the nine netherworlds.

Then, the golden light transformed into the shape of bone needles and grass ropes, gathering and entering Ziyi's body.

Ziyi's skin gradually regained its elasticity, his hunched back gradually straightened, and his fingers, which had been unable to bend or straighten due to years of sitting at a desk, became flexible again.

Then, a seven-colored glow appeared, and Ziyi took a step and disappeared.

Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi were the leaders of the human race during the transition from the tribal era to the alliance era. They performed immeasurable merits and ascended to heaven in the clouds. They are known in later generations as the three ancestors of the human race.

As Ziyi entered Huoyun Cave, Daode glanced towards Huoyun Cave from directly above Suijing. The three people in Huoyun Cave seemed to see this and returned the glance.

The next moment, Morality stepped forward and appeared in the sight of countless creatures in the primordial world.

"I am moral, and I founded the education of humanity."