Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 28 Fuxi's Assistance
Inside the Demon Court Palace, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back.

A pair of imperial eyes, brimming with the golden flames of the great sun, calmly observed the refined Taoist before him.

Fuxi.

He was familiar with this name.

Among the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, Nuwa was often accompanied by this mysterious and unpredictable powerful being.

This person is rumored to be the one.

It was born on Mount Buzhou along with Nuwa, and took form from a wisp of innate Yin and Yang energy imbued with the Daoist essence of Pangu.

Strictly speaking, it is like the three-legged golden crow itself, both being descendants of the great god Pangu who created the world, and are undoubtedly innate deities.

Its origins are so noble that it ranks among the top in the entire prehistoric world.

This person has always been low-key and unassuming, and few people have seen him make a move, as he is solely focused on the Great Dao.

He was far less famous than his sister Nuwa, who held a prominent position in the Zixiao Palace.

Di Jun's mind raced, but his face remained adorned with the same gentle smile that showed his respect for scholars.

"So you are Fellow Daoist Fuxi. I have long admired your name."

He stepped forward personally, offered a helping hand, and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist and Goddess Nuwa are both innate deities with the noblest bloodline in my demon race. I have long wanted to pay you a visit, but I have been tied up with worldly affairs and have not been able to make the trip. I never expected to be able to meet you here today. It is truly a fortunate occasion."

Fuxi smiled calmly and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Your Majesty is busy with countless affairs of state and governs the Heavenly Court. I, Fuxi, am just a hermit cultivator from the mountains and fields. I dare not trouble Your Majesty with such thoughts."

"Fellow Daoist is too modest."

Di Jun waved his hand, then asked casually, "I just wonder, what brings you to my Heavenly Court today, fellow Daoist?"

His heart was filled with doubt.

This Fuxi, being a primordial deity, was unparalleled in the primordial world in both origin and strength.

Logically speaking, one should be carefree and untouched by cause and effect.

Why would they take the initiative to curry favor with the demon race's Heavenly Court, which is about to go to war with the Celestial Court, at this moment?

Could it be... that they also covet the immense fortune of my demon race and want a share of it?

Faced with Di Jun's question, Fu Xi looked directly at Di Jun and spoke up.

"To be honest, Your Majesty, Fuxi has come here to pledge his allegiance!"

Upon hearing this, even the deep and calculating Emperor Jun couldn't help but slightly narrow his pupils.

The demon saint Bai Ze, standing to the side, didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Dedicate oneself to the country?!
These figures are comparable to the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin and Zhunti.

They were all frequent visitors to the front row of Zixiao Palace, with extraordinary backgrounds and profound fortune.

They never concern themselves with cause and effect, and instead cultivate themselves in seclusion amidst famous mountains and rivers throughout the primordial world, making them among the most transcendent beings in the primordial world.

Such a top-tier powerhouse actually took the initiative to go and serve the demon race's Heavenly Court?

If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shake the entire prehistoric world!
Di Jun suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his gaze sharpening:
"Fellow Daoist, is what you say true? With your background and cultivation level, wouldn't it be wonderful to roam freely between heaven and earth? Why would you want to get involved in the mess that is my Heavenly Court?"

He had to find out.

The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court may seem glorious now, but in reality, it is already one of the main protagonists of the great calamity of heaven and earth, and a monstrous catastrophe is bound to descend in the future.

He didn't believe that Fuxi, who was proficient in divination, wouldn't see this.

Upon hearing this, Fuxi let out a deep sigh.

“Your Majesty is unaware of the truth,” he said slowly. “Although I am skilled in divination and can glimpse the changes in the heavens, I have never been able to calculate where my own path to enlightenment lies.”

He paused, his gaze becoming incredibly sincere.

"Until recently, when His Majesty's heavenly marriage was successfully completed and the demon race's fortune reached its zenith, I finally glimpsed a wisp of heavenly secret in the darkness." "My Great Dao, my future, all the opportunities for my enlightenment... all depend on the demon race!"

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Di Jun was greatly shocked.

For the first time, an undisguised look of surprise appeared on his face.

Fuxi's words were like a thunderclap in his ears!

The path to enlightenment rests with the demon race!
what does this mean? !

A thousand thoughts flashed through Di Jun's mind in an instant.

He almost subconsciously interpreted Fuxi's words as having another layer of meaning—

The demon race will surely prosper!
The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race will surely unify the prehistoric world, wipe out the Witch Race, and establish an eternal and immortal supreme hegemony!
Only in this way can the fortune and merit of the demon race expand to the point that even a primordial deity like Fuxi can attain enlightenment through this!
This is a divine secret! It is the will of Heaven revealing the future of the demon race!

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Having figured this out, Di Jun could no longer contain his joy and let out a hearty laugh that reverberated throughout the entire Demon Court Palace!

"Excellent! What a brilliant statement: 'The opportunity to attain enlightenment rests on the demon race!'"

He stepped forward and grasped Fuxi's hands tightly.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented admiration and excitement.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you have revealed the secrets of heaven to me and treated me with sincerity. I will never fail you!"

Di Jun surveyed the hall, his voice becoming incredibly solemn and majestic, as if he were making a declaration to the entire prehistoric world.

"Today, I hereby bestow upon Fellow Daoist Fuxi the title of Emperor Xi of my demon race!"

"The Emperor Xi is in charge of the secrets of my Heavenly Court, assisting me in deducing the celestial cycles and managing the affairs of all demons!"

"His position is equal to that of my younger brother Taiyi, and within our demon race, he is second only to me!"

These words caused an uproar throughout the entire Heavenly Court!
This investiture is of immense importance!

Emperor Xi!

This is an unparalleled position, on par with Donghuang Taiyi!
This newly arrived Taoist Fuxi has risen to prominence in one step, becoming the de facto third-ranking figure in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race!
Looking at the spirited demon emperor before him, Fuxi felt a slight sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

Without further hesitation, he bowed deeply to Emperor Jun, performing the rites of a subject to a ruler.

"Fuxi pays respects to His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Excellent! With Emperor Xi's assistance, my imperial ambitions will be greatly enhanced!" Emperor Jun supported Emperor Xi, his heart filled with boundless pride.

He slowly turned around, his golden eyes piercing through the endless void of the thirty-three heavens.

They gazed toward the distant Zifu Continent in the East China Sea.

Before him came the Northern Darkness Demon Master Kunpeng Guixin, who advised him and commanded all demons.

Later, the primordial deity Xi Huang came to him, helping him to deduce heavenly secrets and suppress destiny.

With Bai Ze in literature and Tai Yi in martial arts, below them are the Ten Great Demon Saints and countless heavenly soldiers.

Today, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race is strong and well-equipped, with abundant talent and a meteoric rise in fortune!

The trend is achieved!

Di Jun could clearly sense that the fortune of the entire demon race had subtly increased again after Fuxi returned to his position.

He had the advantage of favorable timing, location, and popular support.

"Dong Wang Gong..."

Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself, his voice filled with absolute confidence as a ruler of the world.

"Your little Purple Mansion Continent Immortal Court is now in my hands!"

(End of this chapter)