Chapter 49 Fuxi's Thoughts
“Then let’s do it ourselves,” Nuwa said, having no interest in being subordinate to anyone. “I’ll think about it and try to get Chang Hao to join us. I’ve seen that Yuanshi and Chang Hao have a close relationship. Just now, when Chang Hao gave me the gourd, he looked like he wanted to kill me. If Chang Hao is willing to be our advocate, we can try to persuade him.”
“Sister,” Fuxi said with a wry smile, “is it that you are more patient with managing miscellaneous matters, or that your brother is more willing to deal with trivial matters? This matter is complicated and complex, and not as simple as you think.”
"And it will delay your cultivation, and in the long run it may cloud your heart of cultivation," Fuxi carefully explained the pros and cons. "Moreover, if something happens, it is not easy for the leader to get away. If it is the leader, he will have no choice but to bear the consequences and there is no way to escape. Death and the dissipation of his cultivation will be the least of his worries."
"Why does Di Jun look so happy about it?" Nuwa asked incredulously. "Is he stupid, or are you too smart, brother?"
“He’s not stupid, and his brother isn’t any smarter than him. Di Jun knows perfectly well what the consequences will be. Tai Yi, on the other hand, is as straightforward and simple-minded as you, so he probably doesn’t understand.” Fu Xi was moved because he saw that Di Jun was well aware of the difficulties but did not regret it.
“Taiyi may not understand, but he obeys Dijun’s every command. This is a great advantage of Dijun,” Fuxi said, his eyes sparkling. “Judging from Taiyi today, he is probably capable of fighting the Three Pure Ones without being at a disadvantage. If the Chaos Bell is added, apart from Laozi, Yuanshi and Tongtian, the other Daoists in the prehistoric world have little chance of winning.”
"Pfft—" Nuwa covered her mouth and chuckled, "Big brother, but there is only one Taiyi, while there are three Sanqing. What should we do?"
"Besides, there are other innate treasures in the world besides the Chaos Bell. How can you guarantee that it won't fall into the hands of the Three Pure Ones in the future?" Nuwa didn't think Taiyi could maintain his advantage with the Chaos Bell for long.
“If a fight really breaks out, I can only ask you, my sister, to lend a helping hand and stop Tongtian. If Dijun and I join forces, we can also take one of them down.” Fuxi calculated carefully. “As for Dijun, Kunpeng was originally interested in talking about the Dao. After being driven off the futon by the two Western Daoists, he will probably agree to Dijun’s request directly. He is quite strong and will be a great help.”
Nuwa initially took it as a joke, but as she listened, thinking about Di Jun's words upon leaving, her expression gradually became serious. "Brother, this matter has great potential."
Nuwa and Fuxi discussed the matter carefully and sincerely, and gradually made up their minds. Fuxi joined the demon race, while Nuwa remained outside, able to attack or defend as needed. Feeling that everything was going perfectly, they finally gave Dijun a reply.
In the same gourd incident, Hongyun, who had run away with the red gourd, was unaware of the gravity of the situation and went to Wuzhuang Temple as usual.
"Zhen Yuanzi, Zhen Yuanzi, look, my natal magic weapon has been found!" Hongyun said with great joy. He was so clever that he had his eye on it at a glance.
Zhen Yuanzi wisely closed the Earth Book, saying, "What kind of junk did you take this time? Not everything can be refined into a natal magic weapon."
"I guarantee this time it won't be bad at all," Hongyun said, presenting the gourd as a treasure. "How about it? A gourd grown from one of the ten innate spiritual roots, isn't it of good quality?"
Zhen Yuanzi took the crimson gourd, examined it carefully, and nodded, saying, "Not bad. But how do you intend to refine it?"
“I’ve already thought it through,” Hongyun slapped his thigh. “This gourd can absorb people of similar cultivation levels into it, so how about I make a gourd that can suck people in and destroy their bones and souls?”
“Excellent,” Zhen Yuanzi also thought it was feasible. “Let’s not delay. I’ll help you refine it. I just listened to my teacher’s explanation of the art of weapon crafting and I’m itching to try it myself.”
“That’s what I think too,” Hongyun stared at Zhen Yuanzi expectantly, “but it all depends on you.”
Zhen Yuanzi wholeheartedly planned for Hongyun's sake, secretly adding a lot of rare and precious materials into the crimson gourd. After forty-nine years, it finally became the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd.
Hongyun was overjoyed. He accepted the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, immediately went into seclusion, and refined it into his own natal magic weapon.
Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed. Thinking that Hongyun was greedy, he decided to go and get some ginseng fruits as a reward. He counted the ginseng fruits and realized that he could only get thirty every ten thousand years. He was afraid that he might not be able to keep them...
Leaving aside Di Jun's unexpected joy and Zhen Yuanzi's furious reaction upon learning the truth, Chang Hao, along with Yao Chi, earnestly discussed, "How about I plant the gourd vine next to the peach tree?"
"Alright, I'm just a little peach blossom on the peach tree, not the peach tree itself." Yaochi sometimes thought that it would be great if she were the peach tree, with an extraordinary innate background, she would surely have a bright future.
Chang Hao: "But the connection between you and it is something that no one can sever. Senior brother cannot know whether the peach tree is willing, but senior brother can know the will of Yaochi."
"Yes, yes!" Yaochi couldn't be happier.
The two planted a gourd vine next to the peaches of immortality and sprinkled some of the Three Lights Divine Water on it. They did everything they could. When Hongjun preached, the golden lotus that he emitted should be able to give the gourd vine a breather. If even that couldn't benefit the gourd vine, then it was fate, and they couldn't force it.
"You're done with your work?" Hongjun's expression was unreadable. As long as he wanted to know, nothing that happened in the prehistoric world could escape his perception. "You're quite generous, giving away two innate spiritual treasures in one go."
Chang Hao's brow twitched. This strange, sarcastic tone was like that of an empty-nest elderly person, full of melancholy.
He glanced at the gourd he hadn't even warmed up yet, and said, "Alright, Hongjun, this is a gift from me. Don't be disgusted; it's far inferior to the treasures you already possess."
Caught off guard, a blue gourd came crashing down on his head. Hongjun caught it steadily, examined it, and said, "It can hold incense and faith. Very good. Are you willing to part with it?"
Hongjun already knew that faith, this ethereal thing, could actually gather and bloom, and had great uses.
Hongjun held the small gourd as if it were a child's toy, the blue gourd completely losing the splendor of a high-level innate spiritual treasure.
"I'll give it to you, so what are you whining about? You're not generous at all." Chang Hao, who robbed Luo Hou, was rich and powerful. He had countless innate spiritual treasures, which had long become just numbers. This gourd wasn't that precious, at least not as valuable as the Black Lotus of Annihilation.
That's not what he meant. Hongjun glanced at Chang Hao helplessly. "You're getting more and more outrageous." He knew it. Chang Hao was dishonest. He was pretending to be respectful, but in his heart, Hongjun was shouting at him.
Chang Hao found a place to sit down. "Since you know I'm presumptuous and not one to be submissive, if you can't stand it, why don't I leave?"
"Where are you going?" Hongjun didn't know where Chang Hao's temper came from. "Don't bring up Lishan all the time. Lishan can't stand this kind of attitude. Be careful that Lishan is gone one day. Don't come crying to me. Let me tell you something serious. What's wrong with your cultivation?"
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