Primordial Era: Reborn as a Tortoise, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Chapter 110 The Human Race's Fate, Fuxi's Reincarnation

Human territory.

Gui Xuan, dressed in a Taoist robe, sat in a thatched hut, holding a spiritual fruit in his hand.

They watched the battle unfolding in the Heavenly Court with great interest.

"Although the Western world has two saints, these two have too much karma on their hands."

"Comparatively speaking, they are the two who are easier to handle."

"If you want to scheme against the fortunes of the Chan and Jie sects, you need to wait until the Investiture of the Gods. At that time, the Jie sect will fall apart and its fortunes will all go to the Heavenly Court; the Chan sect's fortunes will be damaged, and you can take them back in an instant when the time is right."

Hongyun has already devoured Yunzhongzi and will soon be able to usurp the throne and seize control of the Chan Sect's destiny.

"The fate of the Human Religion rests on the human race. The two saints only want to reap the benefits without caring about the cause and effect of the human race, which has given me an opportunity."

As for the demon race...

A sharp glint flashed in Gui Xuan's eyes.

"I wonder if Nuwa can protect the fate of the demon race..."

The Heavenly Court itself is the Heavenly Court of the demon race, and it is a sacred place in the eyes of the demon race. Even if they are defeated, it cannot be shaken.

Zhen Yuanzi, Houtu, and the Styx Ancestor, as those who occupy the Heavenly Court's fortune, are bound by righteousness.

A portion of the demon race's fortune has been subtly transferred away, but the time is not yet right, and it has not yet manifested itself.

The primordial struggle is a struggle for destiny.

The primordial destiny is concentrated in one person, which can influence the course of the primordial heavenly way.

Gui Xuan has already realized that the primordial world is like a dream.

This primordial Heavenly Dao is an instinct of the dream world, so it will not arbitrarily change the general trend of the primordial world.

Otherwise, the dreamer will be awakened, the dream will be shattered, and everything will come to an end.

Only by taking things slowly and gradually, and giving the dreamer a beautiful dream, can the dream last.

What is a beautiful dream?

It's simply a matter of following the thoughts of the person who is dreaming and doing what they want.

In Gui Xuan's view, this primordial destiny is the key to controlling dreams.

"Old man, whether you want to resurrect Pangu or have other plans, I will find out."

"All dreams are illusions, only I am real!"

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The primordial chaos lasted for countless years.

While the Western world was embroiled in endless wars, the ancient East was a place of peace and tranquility.

All things and all living beings are constantly recovering their vitality, preparing for the next great eon.

Zhen Yuanzi's attainment of sainthood is also a major event for the human race.

During the great calamity of the human race, Zhen Yuanzi protected the human race, allowing them to preserve a lineage of humanity.

The human race has always remembered this vividly.

To celebrate Zhen Yuanzi's attainment of sainthood, the three ancestors of the human race made a special trip to the Heavenly Court and the Earthly Heavenly Court. From then on, the ancestral temple of the human race had another statue of a saint.

The lich was destroyed, and the human race prospered.

The rise of the human race is already a foregone conclusion.

Under this constant factor, the human population continued to grow.

At this time, the human race was almost at the same number as before the Great Calamity, and they were flourishing all over the prehistoric land.

As the human population rapidly increased, some concerns also arose among the human leadership.

On this day, Cang, the human chieftain on the shore of the East Sea, led some human tribes to a thatched hut.

"Senior Tai Xuan, Cang of the Human Race has something to attend to and hopes to see you."

Cang started shouting before he even reached the thatched hut.

Gui Xuan, in his guise as Tai Xuan, stood inside the thatched hut, his expression helpless. "The door is open, come in yourself."

Ever since he learned the location of Tai Xuan, the Daoist who was transformed from Gui Xuan, the human leader Cang has been coming here whenever he has a reason.

Whenever they encounter a problem they can't solve, they come here.

Tai Xuan lay half-reclined in the thatched hut, watching the dozen or so human leaders dressed in coarse linen clothes enter in a large group. He said casually, "Speak, what trouble have you encountered this time that you can't solve?"

"Let me make this clear first: I don't know everything either; don't get your hopes up too high."

Cang sat on the ground with a grin and said, "Senior Tai Xuan knows five hundred years into the past and five hundred years into the future. He is an extraordinary master with remarkable abilities."

Tai Xuan's lips twitched. "If you don't know how to praise someone, then don't force it."

That's too disrespectful to me!

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a pile of spiritual fruits appeared in front of these human leaders. "Get to the point, don't beat around the bush."

Cang scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "We, the leaders of these human tribes, have discussed it and want you to be our tribe's totem."

"·····"

Tai Xuan looked at Cang speechlessly, "So you're the only fool I sent? To sound me out?"

"You idiot, do you even know what a totem is?!"

Cang looked completely dazed.

"A totem is a race's belief! It is the vessel of the soul, the symbol of the race!"

"You idiot, you actually want me to be your totem? What were you thinking?!"

Tai Xuan felt helpless.

Cang and the tribal chief behind him looked at each other in bewilderment.

The name Tai Xuan is as prominent as the sun in the human race, and his teachings have been passed down for hundreds of millions of years.

The entire human race has long regarded Tai Xuan as one of their beliefs, which is why they sought out Tai Xuan to discuss this matter today.

I didn't expect this person to react so strongly.

But Gui Xuan said again, "The matter of the totem concerns the fate of the clan. You are all being far too hasty."

"If the human race wants to find a racial totem, it needs to find a powerful race among the billions of races in the primordial world, whose fortune is compatible with its own, so that they can share in each other's glory and misfortune. Only in this way can it succeed."

Cang's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"I told you Senior Tai Xuan had a solution, but you didn't believe me."

"Chief Cang still has a way!"

"Amazing! Amazing!"

"·····"

In an instant, all the human tribal leaders present showered Cang with compliments, which made Cang stand tall and proud!

Tai Xuan was furious when he saw this. "You fool, when did you become so clever! You actually tried to scheme against me."

"Hehehe, Senior Taixuan, don't be angry. This concerns the fate of the human race, and I have no choice but to do this."

Cang's face showed a pleading expression, then his tone became serious.

"Senior, the human race has suffered a great calamity and has only recently recovered to such prosperity."

"After much discussion and consultation with our ancestor, we have finally decided to seek a powerful ally."

"If the human race encounters another crisis, we can stand together with them. If another great war breaks out, we will not be left isolated and helpless."

"I know your personality, so I resorted to this tactic. I hope you will forgive me."

Tai Xuan snorted twice, "You ate my fruit and still look so aggrieved."

"When did humans become so cunning?"

Cang and the other human leaders smiled sheepishly, "We will definitely bring you more fruit another day!"

Tai Xuan glanced at Cang, but didn't make things too difficult. Instead, he said, "Finding allies is fine, but there's one thing you must remember, and all humans must keep in mind."

"Humanity must strive for self-improvement! Never place your hopes on others."

Cang's face was solemn as he bowed deeply, saying, "I will remember your teachings, senior!"

Tai Xuan nodded. "Looking at the great races of the prehistoric world, apart from the Wu and Yao races, there are countless powerful races."

However, some things won't be agreed to just because you ask.

"Those qualified to become the totem of the human race are none other than the three ancient races."

"But the Qilin rarely appears, and the Phoenix Clan does not venture out of the Undying Volcano."

"Only the dragon race is closest to the human race and has the best chance of becoming the human race's totem."

Cang, standing to the side, exclaimed with shining eyes, "Dragon Clan..."

How could they not know the name of the Dragon Clan?

Along the coast of the East China Sea, many dragons roam, and some humans even have interactions with them.

However, due to the separation by the sea, the two tribes did not have a deep understanding of each other.

After hearing Tai Xuan's words today, I immediately had an idea.

Tai Xuan continued, "Totems are only one aspect; below the Dragon Clan, there is also the Turtle Clan."

"Turtle people are long-lived and have little karma; they can be auspicious for humans."

"One totem, one auspicious omen, can ensure the continuation of the human race's fortune."

Changing the subject, Tai Xuan produced a stream of light at his fingertips, "Take this to the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Clan and Turtle Clan will agree to this in an instant."

After saying that, he disappeared into the thatched hut.

Cang took the light and found that it was two drops of blood-red jade pendants emitting mysterious Dao patterns.

Without looking closely, Cang said in the direction Tai Xuan had left, "Senior, the Ancestor of Humanity has announced to the entire clan that you are now one of the Dao Ancestors of our human race!"

"Humanity will forever remember its predecessors!"

boom!

After he said those words, the fate of the human race shifted.

A tremendous surge of human fortune descended upon Gui Xuan.

Gui Xuan, who had already arrived at the Feng Gun tribe, smirked, "Here we are."

With the blessing of human destiny upon him, he could also become the Dao Ancestor of humankind!

The method of helping humans acquire totems may seem to enhance the human race's fortune, but in reality, it actually helps the person acquiring the human race's fortune.

This plan has finally come to fruition.

"The Lich Tribulation has passed, and this tribulation brought great prosperity to the human race. It lasted for 129,900 Yuanhui. Adding the Investiture of the Gods tribulation, it will last for another 129,600 Yuanhui! This is enough for me to comprehend all the laws of the entire primordial world."

With his eyes fixed intently on the primordial void, Gui Xuan felt a surge of excitement.

This primordial world appears similar to the first primordial world, but is actually much weaker.

This explains why Zhen Yuanzi and Hou Tu were able to suppress the Six Saints of Xuanmen simply by relying on their aura.

The vast difference in overall strength made it very easy for him to comprehend the laws of Heaven.

His comprehension is extraordinary; he has reached this stage entirely through his comprehension, enabling him to master the laws.

Gui Xuan had a premonition that once he comprehended all the laws of the primordial world, an unexpected surprise would appear.

This surprise may be related to whether he can break through the dream and become reality.

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While Gui Xuan was waiting in the Feng Gun tribe.

Nuwa sat regally in the Nuwa Palace, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing softly.

A tiny white dot of light appeared in her palm, flickering erratically.

"The secrets of heaven are in chaos; it is uncertain whether the previous arrangements can continue."

She traded the fate of the human race for a chance to save her elder brother's life.

However, the recent changes in the underworld have made Nuwa hesitate.

"Let's go and sound them out."

After much deliberation, Nuwa finally decided to go to the underworld.

If we delay any longer and miss the opportunity, all our plans will change.

Once the decision was made, Nuwa did not delay any longer and disappeared into the Nuwa Palace.

They reappeared in the underworld.

To her surprise, Houtu was already there, as if waiting for her.

Behind Houtu were a group of great shamans of the Wu tribe.

Before Nuwa could speak, Houtu said with a smile, "Sister, you're so slow. I've been waiting for you."

Nuwa's eyes narrowed, a bad premonition creeping into her heart.

Suppressing her inner thoughts, Nuwa said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, little sister. This is a magical treasure that I obtained by chance. Consider it my apology."

As he spoke, he tossed a magical treasure toward Houtu.

Houtu looked at the magical treasure in her hand, her smile growing even wider. "Sister, you're too kind. I'm almost embarrassed."

I'm sorry, but you could postpone it.

Nuwa felt helpless.

She always felt that Houtu had changed somewhat, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Nuwa said, "Since that's the case, then I'll get straight to the point."

"We once calculated that the next great calamity would see the rise of the human race, making them the protagonists of heaven and earth; and the Sage Taiqing and I deduced the human race's destiny and discovered that the human race should have three sovereigns and five emperors to suppress the human race's destiny."

"My elder brother Fuxi died in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, leaving only a trace of his primordial spirit in the world. He can be considered one of the Three Sovereigns."

"I have come to find you this time, sister, hoping to use the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Underworld to reincarnate my elder brother into the human race. I hope you will do me a favor."

After saying that, he looked at Houtu, feeling a little nervous.

In the past, he could have used his saintly strength to force Houtu to agree, but now Houtu's strength is strange and it is impossible for him to do so.

Nuwa had no choice but to try to reason with her.

Houtu looked at Nuwa and said indifferently, "You think a low-grade innate spiritual treasure can pave the way for my cycle of reincarnation? Sister, aren't you underestimating my underworld?"

"What do you mean?"

Nuwa was taken aback.

Houtu's gaze was indifferent. "Not enough!"

"If you wish to use this cycle of reincarnation to cleanse Fuxi's primordial spirit, this low-grade spiritual treasure of yours is not enough."

Nuwa's mind raced as she stared intently at Houtu. "What do you wish to do?"

The fact that there was no rejection means there's room for negotiation, but it's unclear what Houtu wants.

Houtu suddenly smiled, "I desire two things: the Hetu and Luoshu, and the Demon-Summoning Banner for the Demon Race!"

"Impossible!" Nuwa refused without hesitation.

These two treasures are related to two things: one is related to Fuxi's attainment of enlightenment as a human, and the other is related to his control over the demon race as the leader of the demon sect.

How could we hand it over?

However, Houtu simply smiled at Nuwa without saying a word.

After a long silence, Houtu finally spoke, "It seems your brother isn't that important to you. You can't even part with two spiritual treasures, tsk tsk..."

"you!"

Nuwa was furious. "You, a mere ancestral witch of the witch clan, dare to try and control the demon race?!"

Houtu slowly spoke, "The fact that the Wu and Yao races have put aside their differences and launched a joint westward expedition is a good thing for us saints of both races. How can I not control the Yao race?"

"Does my sister think that because I have a good temper, I can just say whatever I want?"

boom!

As she spoke, Houtu's aura changed drastically.

A phantom appeared behind him.

It has a human body and a snake's tail, seven hands behind its back, two hands in front of its chest, and both hands holding a flying snake.

It was clearly the true form of the Ancestral Witch.

"Greetings, Ancestral Witch!"

The great shaman behind Houtu, his face filled with fervor, bowed and shouted!

Nuwa was greatly shocked. "Didn't you already leave the Wu Clan and transform into the cycle of reincarnation? How is this possible..."

She actually possesses the true form of an Ancestral Witch!

At this moment, in Nuwa's eyes, Houtu was no longer simply a reincarnated saint, the Goddess Pingxin.

He was a complete and utter saint of the witch clan!

A bad feeling crept into her heart.

Sure enough, Houtu waved her hand, and the two spiritual treasures on her body, the Hetu Luoshu and the Demon-Summoning Banner, flew out involuntarily and landed in Houtu's hand.

Under Nuwa's incredulous gaze, Houtu said calmly, "Just send Fuxi's primordial spirit over when the time is right. You can leave now."

Nuwa opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she was expelled from the underworld by a powerful force and reappeared back in the Nuwa Palace.

"How is this possible! I am a saint too!"

Nuwa was deeply shocked.

Houtu, how did you manage to do that...?

(End of this chapter)