Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huang Long frowned.

He wanted to emulate the goddess Nuwa and the sage Taiqing by removing the impurities from the destiny, then returning a portion to the human race and bestowing the rest upon Fuxi.

But when he tried to separate those distracting thoughts from his luck, he frowned!

Even with his peak Great Luo Yuan Shen power, he couldn't easily eliminate the distracting thoughts within!

Those distracting thoughts were not ordinary distracting thoughts, but the beliefs of countless people, which contained the seven emotions and six desires.

These beliefs are deeply rooted in the destiny of humanity, integrated with it. It is extremely difficult for him to separate these numerous beliefs from his own will!

"Troublesome...!" Huang Long's brows furrowed even more.

Since it is difficult to separate, it should be purified.

With a thought, Huang Long sent forth a ray of pure white light from the golden dragon statue.

That is the purifying power of the Pure World White Lotus, which can purify all the filth in the world, and naturally it can also purify the seven emotions and six desires that are contained in this fortune.

White light flowed through the statue, and wherever it passed, the endless distracting thoughts mixed with fortune melted away like ice and snow meeting fire, turning into nothingness.

All those distracting emotions—joy, desire, love, hate, greed, obsession, fear, and sorrow—dissipate into nothingness under the power of purification.

A moment later, the aura within the statue became completely pure, exactly the same as the aura within the statue of the Goddess Nuwa.

Huang Long took a deep breath and made another thought.

The pure, golden aura flowed from the statue, just like the aura of the goddess Nuwa, transforming into an invisible pillar of light that landed on Fuxi's head.

As Fuxi was presiding over the sacrificial ceremony, he suddenly felt two vast streams of energy simultaneously pouring into the top of his head.

A stream originates from the statue of the goddess Nuwa; a stream originates from the statue of the Yellow Dragon.

Two streams of fortune surged into his body at the same time, merging with his soul. In that instant, Fuxi felt that the laws of the universe had become incredibly clear.

The mysteries of heaven and earth and all things were gradually revealed before his eyes.

But this is not the most important.

Most importantly, Fuxi felt that his connection with the tribe had become closer.

He could sense the essence of each member of his tribe, their joys and sorrows, their hopes and fears.

At this moment, the fortune of the entire tribe and the human race merged with him; he was the human race, and the human race was him.

The stronger the human race, the faster he can cultivate.

Below the high platform, the people of the tribe looked at Fuxi with even greater respect.

They didn't know what had happened, but they could sense that Fuxi had acquired an indescribable aura.

That aura made them want to submit to him, to follow him, and to entrust their lives to him.

Within the human territory, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, countless laws and endless Daoist principles converged in the direction where Fuxi was located.

Those laws and Dao principles flowed into Fuxi's body like rivers flowing into the sea, continuously propelling his cultivation to new heights.

From the late stage of Celestial Immortal, to Profound Immortal... and then to Golden Immortal!

In a short period of time, Fuxi's cultivation broke through several realms, reaching a height that countless beings could hardly achieve in their lifetime.

On a distant mountain peak, Xuan Du watched this scene with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

Although the goddess Nuwa left her fortune to Fuxi, there were no unexpected events.

To his surprise, his senior brother Huanglong also gave all that fortune to Fuxi.

"It seems that placing my senior brother on the same level as Nuwa and my teacher was not a mistake," Xuandu said softly, bowing slightly to Huanglong.

Beyond the primordial wilderness, in the boundless chaos.

In the depths of this chaos, two towering figures stopped transforming the chaotic energy.

They were watching from afar as everything that happened to the human tribes on the primordial land.

Goddess Nuwa.

The Supreme Sage.

Nuwa's gaze fell on Fuxi, observing his rapidly increasing cultivation level and the accumulated human fortune.

A slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Little Yellow Dragon, you certainly know how to get things done," Nuwa said softly.

A hint of approval also flashed in the eyes of the Supreme Sage.

He nodded slightly: "Huang Long is not bad."

The two sages exchanged a glance but said nothing more.

The Huaxu tribe, where Fuxi now resides, is only a small part of the entire human race.

The portion of fortune that was taken away by Huanglong was utterly insignificant to the two sages.

Moreover, Huanglong did not keep all that fortune for himself, but returned it all to Fuxi.

Both sages were very pleased with his understanding.

Nuwa looked at Fuxi on the primordial land, a hint of expectation flashing in her eyes.

That was her brother, who, after hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation, had finally reached this point.

"Brother, in this life, I will not let you go astray," Nuwa said softly.

The two sages no longer focused on the human race on earth, but continued to exert their sage power in the chaos, transforming innate spiritual energy for all living beings in the primordial world.

......

In the underworld, beside the wheel of the six realms of reincarnation.

Huanglong's consciousness was withdrawn from the sacrificial scene and returned to its original form.

He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

The scene he just witnessed still haunts him. That kid, Xuan Du, really put him on the hot seat.

Fortunately, it seems that Goddess Nuwa and Grandmaster Uncle have no objections.

Moreover, after he purified the human race's fortune and reinjected it into Fuxi's body, he didn't retain a single trace of it.

"Fuxi, you owe me a debt of gratitude from the dragon."

Huang Long muttered something to himself.

He was preparing to continue comprehending the Great Dao of Reincarnation when he suddenly sensed an additional aura in front of him.

He was all too familiar with that aura.

Huang Long suddenly raised his head and saw a figure standing in front of him.

It was a woman.

As she stood there, the entire underworld fell silent, and even the slowly rotating Wheel of Reincarnation seemed to slow down.

Houtu Niangniang (Goddess of the Earth).

Houtu Niangniang, who had relinquished the position of ruler of the underworld to Huanglong and gone to sleep, has finally awakened!

Huang Long was taken aback at first, then a look on his face appeared that was even more unsightly than crying.

"Your Majesty! You've finally woken up!"

Huang Long's voice trembled with a sob, "Do you know how I've endured this lifetime? The entire underworld, the reincarnation of billions of beings, all rested on the shoulders of my single disciple!"

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Houtu's expression, trying to see if the goddess felt any remorse.

Houtu did not speak, but simply watched Huanglong quietly.

Seeing this, Huang Long began to complain even more earnestly:

"Your Majesty, you don't know that the Six Paths of Reincarnation Wheel is turning every moment, and with each turn, countless souls need to be arranged."

The six realms of reincarnation, each with countless beings reborn, cannot afford the slightest mistake. This disciple, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, toils day and night, without even a moment's rest...

"And then there are my brothers from the Witch Clan. Although they're helping, they don't understand the Dao of Reincarnation, so I have to handle many things personally. For over a month, I haven't even closed my eyes...!"

Huang Long kept talking, becoming more and more aggrieved and heartbroken as he spoke.

He was like an overworked ox or horse, finally getting his year-end summary...!