Primordial Era: I, the auspicious beast Pixiu, am the darling of the Great Dao.

Upon hearing this, Tianlu's expression showed surprise.

He glanced at Yang Hui's dejected look, then looked at the Pixiu clone that was still continuously feeding back its insights into the laws of the Great Dao.

"If they can't, can they?"

Tianlu muttered to himself.

Yang Hui, as the first wisp of Yin Qi to take form, has a deep foundation and even created a clone of the Earth Flower, but he cannot make the clone cultivate on its own.

Could it be that the method of severing the three flowers passed down by Hongjun was really just for the purpose of entrusting one's obsession?

Yang Hui noticed the unusual expression on Tianlu's face, cupped his hands and stepped forward respectfully.

"Why should my lord be confused? You are the darling of the Great Dao, the son of the Great Dao. Perhaps this is the Great Dao's permission."

Upon hearing this, Tianlu felt it made sense.

Given his identity, even the Heavenly Dao would give way to him. It seems reasonable that the Great Dao would grant him special treatment, allowing his Three Flower Avatars to cultivate independently.

Having figured this out, Tianlu squinted his golden eyes contentedly.

Even with this cheat device that allows for automatic cultivation, he could easily sleep on this Chaotic Immortal Island until the end of time.

But the great Pixiu was born between heaven and earth, how could it stay in the Chaos Immortal Island?

He still wanted to go to Fengqi Mountain.

Upon learning that Tianlu was determined, Yang Hui felt helpless.

She could only come to Tianlu's side, extend her slender hands, and gently massage Tianlu's golden fur.

"Hmm, not bad, your technique is getting more and more skilled."

Tianlu hummed contentedly.

Then, with a thought, the cloud bed beneath his feet transformed into his true form, lifting the man and the beast. They became a streak of light, leaving the heavily arrayed Chaos Immortal Island and speeding towards Phoenix Perch Mountain on the Primordial Continent.

at the same time.

Buzhou Mountain.

Inside the Pangu Hall.

The twelve Ancestral Witches sat around the blood pool, their eyes closed, concentrating on comprehending the Great Dao laws that were inherent to each of them.

Since receiving guidance from Tianlu on the path to enlightenment, they knew the direction ahead.

Now, they are constantly refining their physical bodies and the laws of nature through the resonance of Pangu's blood essence, completely detached from worldly affairs.

The Ancestral Witches paid no attention to the turmoil in the outside world.

However, if any foreign tribes dare to invade the territory of the Wu tribe and challenge the dignity of the Wu tribe, they will surely take action and annihilate the enemy.

However, if you say that the Wu tribe went hunting for food, or that they were searching for the best innate spiritual roots in the primordial world according to the instructions of their ancestral shamans, that's a different story.

Unlike the silence of the Ancestral Witches, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race was in turmoil above the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Inside the magnificent and imposing Lingxiao Palace.

Fuxi sat upright on the throne of the Emperor Xi, the laws of cause and effect flowing slowly around him, deducing the secrets of heaven.

A moment later, Fuxi opened his eyes, looked at Dijun beside him, and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, I have recently observed the celestial phenomena and deduced the secrets of heaven. I am struck by the fact that neither pure Yin nor pure Yang can thrive in the world."

"Although our demon race's Heavenly Court has been established, its fortune seems to be excessively masculine and lacking in femininity."

"Fellow Daoist, as the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan, you should marry the Heavenly Empress to establish the balance of Yin and Yang in the world and perfect the laws of the Heavenly Court."

"If we can facilitate such an action that aligns with the will of Heaven, it may bring immeasurable merit, allowing you to advance in your cultivation and also stabilize the fortune of our demon race."

Taiyi, sitting to the side, heard this and thought it made sense.

"Xi Huang's words are very wise. If you, elder brother, can receive the blessings of the Heavenly Dao, your cultivation will surely advance even further."

"I wonder if Emperor Xi has any suitable candidates in mind for the position of Empress?"

Fuxi smiled slightly and made his recommendation.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun is the Lord of the Sun Star, born from the true fire of the sun, and is extremely yang and strong."

"If we are talking about a match made in heaven, looking across the entire prehistoric world, only the goddesses born on the Taiyin star, the two fairies Xihe and Changxi, can be matched with him."

"The moon and the sun, the interplay of yin and yang, this is a destiny ordained by heaven."

Upon hearing these words, Di Jun, who had been maintaining his imperial demeanor, instantly became somewhat unnatural.

He coughed lightly twice and quickly waved his hand in acknowledgment.

"Xi Huang, let's forget about these two fairies."

Fuxi frowned slightly, his heart filled with doubt.

"Why is that? Fellow Daoist Di Jun, you are the Heavenly Emperor and the Lord of the Sun Star, and you and the Goddess of the Moon Star are a match made in heaven."

"In terms of origins and cultivation, both fairies are among the most outstanding in the primordial world. What's wrong with that?"

Di Jun sighed helplessly, as if he had remembered something extremely upsetting and didn't want to explain at all.

Taiyi, watching his elder brother's frustrated expression, could only shake his head helplessly and speak on his behalf.

"Xi Huang, to be honest, this matter is a long story."

"Ever since we brothers agreed to the conditions of that Pixiu, we have had to go to Taiyin Star every now and then to harvest the branches and leaves of the top-grade innate spiritual root, the laurel tree, as interest on our offerings."

"Every time we go to the Moon Star, the way the two fairies, Xihe and Changxi, look at us brothers is like...sigh!"

Taiyi sighed and swallowed the word "robber" back down.

Back then, the brothers, along with Xihe and Changxi, were all sacred beings born from the starry sky. They would occasionally discuss and exchange ideas, and got along quite well, forming a rather close friendship.

But now?

Because of this logging activity, that meager friendship had long since faded away completely.

If it weren't for their past friendship nurtured together under the stars, and the fact that the brothers were highly skilled, the two fairies might not have even given them a laurel leaf, and would have directly used their magical treasures to fight them to the death.

Should we propose marriage now?

Wouldn't that be inviting humiliation?

When Fuxi learned the whole story, he was completely stunned.

He never imagined that the mighty Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor would ruin his wonderful marriage because of Tianlu.

This is utterly absurd.

However, Fuxi also understood that matters of marriage were related to the growth of the demon race's strength, and said helplessly.

"Since Fairy Xihe and Fellow Daoist Dijun are at odds, let's just let this matter drop."

"After all, a marriage by heaven requires the consent of both parties; otherwise, if heaven and earth do not approve, a forced union is not acceptable."

Di Jun took a deep breath and spoke.

"There's no need to discuss the matter of Xihe and the fairy Changxi any further."

"Xi Huang, please conduct another deduction and see if there are any other suitable candidates in the primordial world?"

Fuxi nodded slightly, preparing to once again manipulate the causal mechanism to determine the next candidate.

Just as they were discussing the candidates for their wedding, an urgent announcement came from outside the Lingxiao Palace.

Bai Ze, the leader of the Ten Great Demon Saints, entered the main hall with a solemn expression, holding a feather fan, to report.

"Your subject Bai Ze pays respects to the Heavenly Emperor, the Eastern Emperor, and the Emperor Xi!"

"What's the matter that you're in such a hurry?"

Di Jun asked in a deep voice.

Bai Ze's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, within the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, various demon gods have jointly submitted a petition, requesting Your Majesty to send troops to conquer the Witch Race!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall instantly fell silent.