Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Yaochi was dressed in a magnificent golden robe and wore a golden hairpin, exuding a noble and elegant air.

The fairies following behind her, whose highest cultivation level was only at the Celestial Immortal Realm, were all stunningly beautiful. Dressed in colorful gauze skirts, they moved lightly, like dancing butterflies, flitting through the hall and placing plates of bright, fresh spiritual fruits on the jade table.

Huanglong and Donghua Dijun bowed to the Queen Mother and said, "Greetings, Queen Mother."

Xuandu also cupped his hands and said, "Xuandu greets Uncle Yaochi."

Yaochi looked at Emperor Donghua and Xuandu and smiled, "The Heavenly Court has gained another great emperor, a cause for celebration!"

"This situation deserves a celebration."

"With the reconstruction of the Heavenly Court, many things are not yet ready. Fortunately, these peaches are ripe, so please enjoy them."

When the fairies carried in the fruit platter, Huang Long's gaze fell on a huge peach in the center of the platter.

The peaches were as big as bowls, pink all over, and exuded an enticing fragrance!

Moreover, these peaches are not the ordinary peaches that will be divided into thousands of trees in the future; they are peaches that grow from the mother tree with the innate top-grade spiritual root!

It is of great benefit even to powerful beings at the Quasi-Saint level, let alone these Great Luo Golden Immortals.

Besides the peaches, the fruit platter also contained various spiritual fruits, such as fire dates, ice pears, vermilion fruits, and green lotus roots. Each of them exuded a rich innate spiritual energy and Daoist charm. Although they were not considered spiritual roots, they were extremely rare for the Heavenly Court, which was in dire need of rebuilding.

Although those celestial brews could not compare to the various spiritual wines brewed from Huanglong's acquired spiritual roots, they were still incredibly fragrant.

Haotian invited everyone to take their seats.

Huanglong sat in the first seat on the left, with Xuandu beside him, Donghua Dijun sitting opposite him, and Haotian and Yaochi sitting in the main seats.

A group of fairies danced gracefully in the middle.

The banquet began, and everyone ate peaches of immortality, drank celestial wine, and talked about the changes in the primordial world, the decline of the witch and demon races, and the future of the Heavenly Court.

When the topic of the Heavenly Court's construction came up, Donghua Dijun became more talkative. He was very knowledgeable about matters related to the Heavenly Court and offered a series of suggestions on how to rebuild the Heavenly Court, recruit manpower, and formulate Heavenly Laws and Regulations, which made Haotian and the Queen Mother nod in approval.

This former ruler of the Celestial Court, now the Eastern Emperor, has earned Haotian's trust and high regard in a short period of time.

Huang Long secretly admired him. He was indeed the reincarnation of the Eastern King Duke. Although his cultivation had not yet recovered to the Quasi-Saint realm, his profound knowledge and demeanor were already evident.

In the midst of the banquet, Haotian suddenly turned to Huangtu, raised his cup and said, "Nephew Xuandu, would you be willing to serve in the Heavenly Court? If you are willing, your uncle will grant you the position of a Great Emperor."

The hall fell silent for a moment after these words were spoken.

The Queen Mother and Emperor Donghua both focused their attention on Xuandu.

Huanglong raised his wine cup, sipped the celestial brew, and secretly shook his head. Haotian's hopes were about to be dashed.

How could Xuan Du, the only direct disciple of the Taiqing Sage, possibly be appointed to a position in the Heavenly Court?

Isn't it good to be free and unrestrained?

He himself went to the Heavenly Court because he needed to comprehend the celestial constellations and perfect the Xuanhuang Realm.

Otherwise, none of the divine positions in the Heavenly Court would hold any appeal for him.

As Huang Long had predicted.

Xuandu simply smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Haotian, saying, "Please forgive me, Uncle-Master. I am single-mindedly devoted to the Dao and have no interest in a divine position in the Heavenly Court. I appreciate your kindness, Uncle-Master."

His tone was gentle yet firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Haotian did not look disappointed upon hearing this; he had only asked casually.

He raised his cup and laughed, "It's alright, it's alright, my nephew Xuandu, your heart is set on the Great Dao, how can we force you? Come on!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

He looked down at the fairies who had just stopped dancing and said, "Continue the music, continue the dance!"

Inside the main hall, celestial music rang out once more, and the group of fairies continued their graceful dance.

The banquet lasted for quite some time before everyone finally dispersed, having thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

Xuandu rose to take his leave: "Uncle-Master, I still have orders to fulfill, so I will take my leave now."

Haotian nodded: "Huanglong, see my nephew Xuandu off for me."

Huanglong bowed to Haotian, and then walked out of Lingxiao Palace with Xuandu, heading towards the North Heavenly Gate.

The gentle golden light of the sun shone on the magnificent buildings along the way, gilding everything with a layer of gold.

In the distance, colorful auspicious clouds spread out like a brocade, layer upon layer, dazzling and spectacular.

Rows of cranes danced among the clouds, their clear calls echoing across the vast sky.

Huanglong and Xuandu rode on auspicious clouds, with the Lingxiao Palace growing smaller and smaller behind them.

The two chatted all the way and soon arrived at the North Heavenly Gate.

Huanglong and Xuandu stood side by side, with the radiant glow of the heavens behind them and the endless void and stars in front of them.

Above, in the boundless starry sky, there are 365 ancient stars, only a few of which shimmer with a dim light.

"Senior brother, let's leave it here." Xuandu turned to Huanglong and said.

Huang Long nodded: "After I revive the Ziwei Star, I will renovate it properly and then invite my junior brother to come over as a guest."

Xuandu smiled and said, "I'll wait for news from my senior brother."

Then, just as it was about to transform into a blue light and leave, it suddenly stopped, as if it had remembered something.

He turned around, looked at Huang Long, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Is something the matter?" Huang Long asked, noticing the hesitation on Xuan Du's face.

"We're brothers, so please speak freely!"

Xuan Du pondered for a moment before finally speaking: "Senior Brother Huanglong, there's something I'd like to ask you."

"consult!"

Huanglong looked at Xuandu with surprise, waiting for him to continue.

They both took a deep breath and slowly said, "My aunt Nuwa contacted me not long ago. She wanted the great god Fuxi to be reincarnated as a human and asked me to protect him."

"The reincarnation of Fuxi? A protector of the Dao?" Huang Long's expression changed drastically.

Fuxi, the Xihuang of the demon race! Among the demon race, his status was second only to Dijun. He perished due to the self-destruction of the ancestral witch.

Huanglong knew that Fuxi had not completely perished and would be reincarnated as a human sooner or later, but he did not expect it to happen so quickly.

Huanglong quickly calculated in his mind: now that Fuxi has been reincarnated as a human, doesn't that mean... the human emperor is about to appear?

According to his memory of the primordial era, under the leadership of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the human race gradually rose to become the protagonist of the world.

The Heavenly Emperor, the first of the Three Sovereigns, was none other than Fuxi, the former Demon Emperor.

The reincarnation of Fuxi signifies that the rise of humanity to the pinnacle of all races is not far off.

Huanglong was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Master Nuwa only told you to protect the Dao, not to teach the reincarnated Fuxi."

Xuandu was taken aback, then nodded: "That's right. My aunt Nuwa said that I should not interfere with the growth of Fuxi's reincarnation. I should just take his true spirit to the underworld after his reincarnation dies and enter the human realm to continue reincarnating as a human."

"It's just protecting the way, not teaching..." Huang Long pondered these words thoughtfully.

The difference is significant. Guiding means participating in Fuxi's growth process and influencing his life trajectory. Protecting, on the other hand, merely safeguards him at crucial moments to prevent his untimely death. How he grows and cultivates is entirely up to him.

Moreover, after his death, he continued to be reborn as a human with his true spirit!