"younger sister!"
Just then, Nuwa heard a shout, and when she turned around, she saw Fuxi walking towards her with a smile.
"elder brother."
Nuwa hurried over to greet her.
Seeing this, Jin Feng wisely left.
Fuxi sighed and said, "The demon race had already joined the Longevity Cult long ago. The reason I didn't tell my sister was that I was afraid it would cause trouble."
"Brother, I don't blame you. Look how good things are now. The Lich and Demon races no longer need to fight, and you can focus on your research on array formations."
Seeing the joy in Nuwa's eyes, Fuxi smiled slightly and said, "Yes, we can live a peaceful life from now on. Moreover, your brother can learn a lot in the Longevity Sect."
"Could it be that the cult leader, did he teach you something?"
Nuwa asked curiously.
Fuxi nodded and said seriously, "This Master is simply a genius of all time. His mastery of array formations is so high that neither I nor the Tongtian Sect Master are even worthy of carrying his shoes."
"What?"
"Is it that profound?"
Nuwa found it hard to believe that her brother Fuxi and the Tongtian Sect Leader were both major practitioners of array formations, but the Tongtian Sect Leader also practiced swordsmanship.
In short, these two have devoted countless years to the study of array formations, and can be considered gods of array formations, a fact known to everyone in the prehistoric world.
Yet, these two individuals, when facing that cult leader, admitted that they weren't even worthy to carry his shoes!
Fuxi laughed and said, "Yes, that's why the two brothers, Di Jun and Tai Yi, did the best thing they ever did: join the Longevity Cult."
"Little sister, remember one thing from your brother: from now on, never get too close to your teacher."
At this moment, Fuxi spoke in a somber tone.
Hearing what Fuxi said, Nuwa understood perfectly what her brother was worried about.
However, even if Fuxi hadn't said anything, Nuwa would never have associated herself with the Xuanmen (Taoist sect).
She had already decided that if Hongjun used the Xuanmen as a shackle to bind her, then she would shatter that shackle and, like Tongtian Jiaozhu, leave the Xuanmen.
"Don't worry, brother."
Nuwa said slowly, "I only hope that you can see all this clearly, so that I won't be put in a dilemma."
Although Hongjun had bestowed upon her the grace of imparting the Dao and also gifted her the Mountain and River Map and the Red Embroidered Ball, two supreme innate spiritual treasures.
If it were someone else, they wouldn't be so grateful as to be moved to tears, or so devoted to their master, but they certainly wouldn't betray their master, right?
But Nuwa was different!
When she first founded the human race, she discovered a problem: only 40% of the human race's fortune was on her.
What about the other 60%?
The Sage Taiqing founded the Human Religion, which occupied 20% of the fortune, leaving 40% remaining.
By chance, Nuwa sensed the human race's fortune emanating from Hongjun, a fortune as powerful as a great river.
She couldn't understand why; there were many questions she couldn't figure out!
So from that time on, her sense of belonging to the Xuanmen sect began to gradually fade.
Hongjun turned a blind eye and never gave her an explanation, and the master-disciple relationship has remained unchanged until now.
...
Beyond the thirty-third heaven, in the chaos, lies the Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun summoned five Heavenly Saints: Jieyin, Zhunti, Taiqing, Yuanshi, and Nuwa.
Although Nuwa did not want to get involved in the affairs of the Xuanmen sect, it was alright for her to do some superficial work.
Now.
Because the Lich War ended so abruptly, Hongjun began to plan the Investiture of the Gods.
"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"
Haotian and Yaochi knelt in Zixiao Palace, their expressions filled with grievance.
"Waaah, the Heavenly Court is so miserable! Those rogue immortals we summoned not only disobeyed orders, but they also insulted my junior sister and me, saying we were unworthy of such high positions!"
"We beg the Dao Ancestor to make a decision for us, otherwise, I doubt we can continue to hold this position as Heavenly Emperor."
Haotian cried, his eyes slightly red.
After Hongjun sat on his high seat, he watched Haotian crying and pleading below the stage, and remained silent.
The five sages of the Heavenly Dao, seated in the left and right rows, remained expressionless and silent.
After a long silence, Hongjun said, "I ordered you to govern the primordial world and establish the Heavenly Court, yet you are so incompetent. How can you refuse the position of Heavenly Emperor?"
In an instant, the oppressive force of the Heavenly Dao swept out, and Haotian Yaochi was immediately shocked. They coughed up blood and their faces turned ashen.
After they begged for mercy, Hongjun finally let them go and said calmly, "You may all get up now."
Since Di Jun led the demon race to join the Longevity Sect, Hongjun has not allowed Haotian to occupy the demon race's Heavenly Court.
Instead, he sent Haotian to establish a Heavenly Court in West Kunlun, and then, under the command of the Xuanmen Dao Ancestor, Haotian and Yaochi jointly ruled the prehistoric world!
The reason why Hongjun dared not occupy the real Heavenly Court was because he was afraid that this would offend Kuafu, which was not worth it.
Hongjun's current plan is to first orchestrate the Investiture of the Gods calamity, and then gradually erode the entire Longevity Sect.
By the time Kuafu realized what was happening, all the pillars of the Changsheng Sect had been drawn into the Investiture of the Gods calamity, either perishing or being listed on the Investiture of the Gods.
"My beloved disciples, what are your thoughts on the matter of the Heavenly Court?"
After glancing at his five disciples, Hongjun asked indifferently.
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