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Di Jun forced an awkward smile, his breathing labored:

"The Vice Master of Xuandu has attained the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo, and his power overwhelms the primordial world... We naturally dare not oppose him any longer."

His voice was strained, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a mixture of resentment and suppressed anger:

"However, Fuxi is, after all, the Xi Emperor of our Demon Court, and also the elder brother of the Sage Nuwa... Could this matter be discussed further?"

Before he finished speaking, Donghuang Taiyi's expression changed drastically.

"Big brother!"

He turned his head sharply, his eyes blazing with golden flames, the Chaos Bell in his hand humming and trembling, the sun, moon and stars on the bell flickering on and off, clearly indicating that his emotions were running high.

If Fuxi leaves, the Demon Court will not only lose a Fuxi Emperor who is well-versed in the secrets of heaven, but it will also shake the morale of the army, and may even bring the deduction and improvement of the Zhou Tian Star Array to a standstill.

This loss is enormous!

however.

Di Jun did not turn around, but slowly turned his head and looked deeply at Donghuang Taiyi with his eyes burning with dark golden solar fire.

There was no anger or reproach in those eyes, only a bottomless weariness and a near-desperate resolve.

Donghuang Taiyi shuddered.

He understood.

The elder brother said: We must not argue anymore.

If Xuandu is angered again at this moment, it will provoke the wrath of the Primordial Great Luo True Immortal...

Then it's not a question of whether Fuxi should stay or leave, but whether the entire Demon Court can survive!

Di Jun has already given in.

Donghuang Taiyi gritted his teeth, his fingernails almost digging into his palms, and dark golden blood meandered down his wrists, burning into wisps of blue smoke in the void.

He had never suffered such humiliation!

But... he could only endure it!

Xuan Du did not respond immediately.

He simply stood quietly in the void, his green robes fluttering slightly, the primordial Daoist energy flowing naturally.

Xuandu slowly raised his eyes, his gaze not falling on Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, but turning to the depths of the Demon Court, to the palace complex shrouded in the residual starlight of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

"Fuxi".

He spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the layers of palace walls, reaching the ears of the figure deep within who was quietly observing the situation:

"Now that we're here, why hide anymore?"

The words fell.

The void rippled slightly.

A figure dressed in a moon-white robe, with a gentle and refined face, and exuding a faint aura of Daoist deduction, slowly stepped out from the depths of the Demon Court.

It was Fuxi!

He made no attempt to conceal his presence, clearly indicating that he had been observing from this spot for some time.

He had witnessed the scene where Xuandu suppressed the Zhou Tian Star Array and forced Di Jun to submit.

He appeared calmly, with clear eyes, showing neither panic nor anger, but rather a deep contemplation.

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu."

Fuxi slightly cupped his hands, his voice gentle:

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on attaining the Great Luo of Primordial Chaos. Martial arts are immortal, and humanity shall prosper."

Xuandu nodded:

"You're too kind, fellow Daoist."

His gaze fell on Fuxi, scrutinizing him closely.

Although this future emperor is currently in the Demon Court and enjoys the fortune of the demon race, the gentle and upright Daoist aura surrounding him is completely incompatible with the violent and malevolent aura of the demon race.

It was as if he didn't belong here at all.

"You should have heard what happened just now, fellow Daoist."

Xuandu gets straight to the point, without the slightest beating around the bush:

"I wish to invite you to join the Jie Sect, to be the head of all immortals, second only to the Vice Leader of the Jie Sect."

"What do you think, my friend?"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's faces turned pale once again.

The leader of all immortals!

The Jie Sect had countless immortals and disciples, and those who held this position were only below the Tongtian Sect Leader and the Vice Sect Leader Xuandu!

Xuandu actually offered such conditions?

Fuxi's eyes also flickered slightly.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked towards Xuandu:

"Why did you choose me, fellow Daoist?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly:

"Because you, fellow Daoist, possess great merit and great fortune, and moreover, because you... should not be trapped in the Demon Court in the first place."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"The Demon Court slaughters humans and extracts their blood to forge swords. Their karma is heavy, and they will surely suffer divine retribution during the great calamity."

"Although you are the Xi Huang of the demon race, you have never been tainted by human blood and your karmic ties with the demon race are not deep."

"Leaving the Demon Court and joining the Jie Sect at this time is not only in accordance with the trend, but also... a way to save oneself."

Every word is clear, and every sentence speaks directly to the heart.

Fuxi's pupils contracted slightly.

He is skilled in divination, how could he not know the future of the Demon Court?

The great calamity is about to begin, and the decisive battle between the Lich and the Demon race is imminent. The Demon race's chances of winning were already slim, not to mention the addition of Xuan Du as a variable.

If he continues to remain in the Demon Court, he will likely face certain doom during the Great Tribulation.

But if one joins the Jie Sect...

Fuxi's gaze shifted, looking towards Jin'ao Island.

The Jie Sect has the Tongtian Sage in charge, and even more so, the newly promoted Hunyuan Daluo, Xuandu, whose fortune is boundless and as bright as the midday sun.

Moreover, the Jie Sect teaches without discrimination, and all immortals come to pay homage, which is in line with its way of deducing all things and educating all living beings.

More importantly...

Xuan Du's words just now touched the deepest part of his heart.

"They shouldn't have been trapped in the Demon Court in the first place..."

Yes.

He, Fuxi, was born knowing the secrets of heaven and understanding the principles of change. All he sought was to deduce the Great Dao, educate all living beings, and restore the order of heaven and earth.

But the Demon Court... is ultimately a place of slaughter and a vortex of calamity, not a place for him to linger.

"I understand what you mean, fellow Daoist."

Fuxi spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of relief:

"However... my sister Nuwa is a saint of the demon race. If I were to leave the demon court and join the Jie Sect at this time, it might put her in a difficult position."

Upon hearing this, Xuandu smiled slightly:

"This is simple."

He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through layers of heavens, landing on the palace shrouded in rosy light beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Nuwa Palace.

The sage Nuwa must also be observing this place at this moment.

Since it concerned her elder brother Fuxi, she could not sit idly by.

And this moment.

Inside the Nuwa Palace, auspicious seven-colored clouds swirled around the palace, ethereal mists rose, and radiant light filled the air.

The goddess Nuwa sat quietly on her cloud bed, her flowing robes dancing lightly. Her face was beautiful, but her eyes held a rare complexity.

A mirror of creation hung before her, reflecting the scene outside the Demon Court.

Xuan Du, dressed in a light blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his primordial Daoist aura flowing like mist.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were deathly pale, their solar true fire flickering erratically.

Fuxi stood deep within the Demon Court, his moon-white robe swaying gently in the wind, his expression calm, yet his eyes gleamed with contemplation.

"Fuxi..."

Nuwa whispered softly, her fingertips lightly touching the air, outlining a barely perceptible trajectory of creation.

She naturally knew that the Demon Court would inevitably be destroyed in this great calamity.

As the demon king Fuxi, he could not escape his fate during the great calamity; his death and the dissipation of his Dao were predetermined.

Her original plan was to protect Fuxi's true spirit from destruction with her supreme creative powers after Fuxi's death, and then secretly guide him to be reincarnated as a human.

At that time, thanks to Fuxi's merits in deducing heavenly secrets and enlightening all living beings, coupled with her secret support as the Holy Mother of Humanity, she will be able to achieve her goal.

Fuxi could then rightfully become the Emperor of the Human Race, enjoying 30% of the Human Race's fortune and accumulating immeasurable merit.

In this way, Fuxi could not only avoid the great calamity and death, but also take this opportunity to advance further.

And her brother will become an important pawn in her efforts to control the human race and solidify her holy position.

But now.

Xuandu actually intends to poach Fuxi ahead of time and recruit him into the Jie Sect?

Wouldn't this completely disrupt her plans?