On the second day after Ye Chuanze arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi came to pay a visit.
Dressed in white like snow, Fuxi stood by the shore with a gentle smile on his lips, gazing at the blooming lotus flowers across the lake. After a moment, he spoke, "I wonder which fellow Daoist resides here. I am Fuxi, here to pay my respects."
Emma! This person really knows how to speak. Hearing himself referred to as a fellow Daoist made Ye Chuanze's heart swell with joy, and his fondness for Fuxi skyrocketed. He brushed aside the lotus flowers that obscured his figure and revealed himself.
Upon seeing Ye Chuanze's face, Fuxi's pupils slightly contracted, and a look of surprise quickly flashed across his face. He hadn't expected it to be the Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus. Interesting! The Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus had actually developed consciousness. A subtle smile appeared at the corner of Fuxi's mouth.
"I find this place resonates with me, so I chose to settle here for cultivation," Ye Chuanze said casually.
Fuxi maintained his smile, "I wonder how this place resonates with you."
Ye Chuanze replied lightly, "There is a lake here."
"..." Fuxi's expression twitched slightly; very good, a powerful reason indeed.
Considering that he might need Fuxi's help in the future, Ye Chuanze wanted to build a good relationship with him. Thus, he said, "My name is Ye Chuanze. May I ask how you are addressed?"
"Fuxi."
"So it is Fellow Daoist Fuxi. For some reason, I feel an instant connection with you and have taken a liking to you. If you have time in the future, do come here often; I would be very welcoming," Ye Chuanze said sincerely.
"..." Fuxi's mouth twitched again; this was too familiar, and something about it felt off.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, why are you not speaking? Could it be that you are too surprised?"
Reminded by Ye Chuanze, Fuxi realized he had been silent for too long. He lightly responded, "You jest, Fellow Daoist. If I have time, I will naturally come to visit often. Since we both reside at Buzhou Mountain, it must be fate." Fuxi also expressed his goodwill appropriately.
Ye Chuanze said joyfully, "Welcome!"
"……" Fuxi.
Fuxi felt that going out today was probably a mistake. He replied with difficulty, "Where is your welcome?"
"Fuxi friend... that was just a metaphor to express my sincere and warm welcome."
Upon hearing this, Fuxi twitched in silence again and said, "In that case, I will not disturb you any longer. Farewell."
"Fuxi friend, take care!"
Watching Fuxi leave, Ye Chuanze appeared thoughtful; things were going even smoother than expected! However... Fuxi was not an easy person either.
Inside the Cave
Nüwa raised her eyebrows in surprise when she saw Fuxi return. "Brother, why are you back so soon? Was that person difficult to deal with?"
"Very difficult."
"Then I'll go with you; I don't believe we can't defeat him!" Nüwa picked up her weapon and prepared to leave.
Fuxi quickly stopped her and said, "No need; he is not an enemy."
"Huh? Not an enemy?" Nüwa asked in confusion.
"No, he is of our kind and means no harm," Fuxi explained.
"Then why did you say he was difficult?" Nüwa inquired.
"He... his personality is somewhat peculiar, in short... he is a very tricky person," Fuxi said with a strange expression. He felt a chill in his heart at Ye Chuanze's sudden enthusiasm. If Ye Chuanze knew what he was thinking at that moment, he would tell him that this feeling is called 'uninvited flattery, either treachery or theft.'
Nüwa frowned upon hearing this. "What do you mean by peculiar? Even my brother can't do anything about him."
Seeing her troubled expression, Fuxi couldn't help but smile slightly. He reached out and ruffled her hair, saying, "No need to worry, he means no harm. He... is probably just seeking refuge!"
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Since Fuxi's last visit, Ye Chuanze had resolved a worry in his heart and had been in a great mood lately. In his spare time, he sorted through the belongings left to him by Rahul, which made him even happier! Rahul had lived for a long time and had a rich collection, and his taste was always discerning—he only kept treasures. Ye Chuanze felt like he had struck gold and smiled so much that his eyes squinted. He suddenly thought that Rahul's death was actually a good thing; at least it allowed him to inherit this substantial legacy. He decided to generously forgive Rahul for the things he had done to him in the past and not hold it against him!
Thinking of Rahul, Ye Chuanze couldn't help but wonder how exactly he died.
Ye Chuanze was more perceptive than the average immortal; he could read a person's fortune through their appearance and discern whether they were long-lived or short-lived. This was due to his long-term oppression by the Heavenly Dao, which gave him a deeper understanding of it than most immortals. In fact, many immortals at a certain level could somewhat glimpse the secrets of heaven; however, Ye Chuanze's ability was innate and not limited by cultivation level.
Because of his sensitivity to the fortunes of the Heavenly Dao, he had long noticed that Hongjun was favored by it, so he anticipated the life-and-death battle between Rahul and Hongjun, predicting that Hongjun would be the eventual victor. However, strangely enough, he did not see any signs of short-lived fortune on Rahul; on the contrary, there were faint indications of great fortune surrounding him. Yet in the battle against Hongjun, Rahul indeed lost.
Ye Chuanze felt puzzled; he sensed that he seemed to have overlooked something.
After thinking for a long time without coming to any conclusions, Ye Chuanze decided not to dwell on it. If he couldn't figure it out, then there was no need to think about it anymore. So he set aside these chaotic thoughts and calmed himself to cultivate.
" Ye Chuanze, what are you doing?" Nüwa's voice came from afar.
Inside the Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus, Ye Chuanze opened his eyes while meditating. His expression was indifferent as he replied coldly, "Just cultivating."
"Every time I come to find you, you're always cultivating. You really are too hardworking," Nüwa remarked.
"I can't help it; I want to transform into human form as soon as possible," Ye Chuanze said dismissively regarding her words.
"That's true; you are too dangerous like this," Nüwa agreed with a serious expression.
Ye Chuanze raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you need something from me?"
"I encountered the Three Pure Ones you mentioned," Nuwa suddenly frowned and said, "They are truly annoying people."
"Hmm? What happened? How did you come across them? What did they do to upset you?" Ye Chuanze was intrigued by her words.
"I ran into them while I was out with my brother. At that time, the Three Pure Ones were arguing with a group from the Dragon Clan, and my brother and I stopped to watch for a while." After a pause, Nuwa said with a displeased tone, "Who would have thought that Sky-Connecting would be so unreasonable and rude? Truly despicable!"
Based on Ye Chuanze's understanding of Nuwa, he believed only about seventy percent of what she said; she had a habit of downplaying things. Combining this with his knowledge of her, Ye Chuanze could guess the truth. When Nuwa and Fuxi were out, they stumbled upon the Three Pure Ones, who were in conflict with the Dragon Clan for some unknown reason. True to their usual style, the Three Pure Ones would resort to fighting at the slightest disagreement. It was likely that they were indeed clashing with the Dragon Clan. At that time, the Three Pure Ones had not yet attained sainthood and were not as formidable as they would later become, but they were still powerful. However, their opponents were no slouches either; the Dragon Clan in the Primordial era was not like the later generations known for their lackluster combat abilities but were instead true members of the Ancient Ancestral Dragon lineage.
The Ancient Ancestral Dragon clan was favored by heaven and earth, possessing exceptional talents. All mature dragons within their clan were at least Great Luo Golden Immortal level. If trained properly, while they might not reach sainthood, they could achieve Quasi-Saint strength. The Three Spirits Clan, along with the Dragon and Phoenix clans in Primordial, were destined from birth to be among the powerful due to their innate talents. Their gifts were indeed enviable.
The not-yet-saint Three Pure Ones encountering members of the Ancient Ancestral Dragon clan was certainly a fight waiting to happen. Based on Ye Chuanze's understanding of Nuwa, it was likely that she and Fuxi initially passed by without intending to get involved in the fight between the Three Pure Ones and the Dragon Clan. However, he would never believe that they merely stopped to watch for a moment. Perhaps due to their lack of entertainment in daily life—aside from cultivating, fighting occasionally, discussing philosophy, or searching for treasures—there seemed to be little else to do. This lack of entertainment led many Primordial immortals to develop a penchant for gossip and enjoy watching lively events. It was akin to modern people watching television purely for leisure. Even Ye Chuanze, having spent so long in Primordial, had developed a bad habit of enjoying watching commotion out of boredom.
Thus, it was certain that Nuwa and Fuxi stood by with great interest, thoroughly enjoying themselves while watching. As for why Nuwa and Fuxi ended up clashing with the Three Pure Ones, the reason was simple! If you risk your life fighting hard while a group nearby watches with amused expressions as if it were a circus show, how could you feel comfortable?
At this point, it must have been Sky-Connecting who spoke up; it is said that among the Three Pure Ones, he had a more straightforward temperament and likely made sarcastic remarks towards Nuwa and Fuxi, expressing his dissatisfaction with their cheerful observation. Nuwa had always been somewhat impatient; she needed to learn from Fuxi, who always wore a gentle smile that seemed harmless but hid a darker side.
Nuwa would surely respond unfavorably to Sky-Connecting's sarcasm, leading to a back-and-forth exchange until they began arguing. Following the typical behavior of immortals in Primordial, it was inevitable that the Three Pure Ones would end up fighting against Nuwa and Fuxi. As for the outcome? It goes without saying: three against two meant that Nuwa and Fuxi would certainly be at a disadvantage.
This was the complete story pieced together by Ye Chuanze based on Nuwa's account. Given Nuwa's current gloomy expression, he felt confident that his deductions were close to accurate; ultimately, whether or not there was a clear winner between the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa & Fuxi, it was evident that they did not come out ahead.
Not wanting to pry further, Ye Chuanze comforted Nuwa by saying, "If you encounter the Three Pure Ones again next time, just go alone instead of teaming up with Fuxi."
"Good idea!" Nuwa immediately responded.
In group fights, both Nuwa and Fuxi suffered from being outnumbered; however, in one-on-one combat, there would be no such concern. If Nuwa went alone, would the Three Pure Ones dare to team up against her? The immortals of Primordial prided themselves on their nobility; the same went for the Three Pure Ones, who would not take advantage of her in such situations.
"However, if only you could transform into human form sooner, then we wouldn't have anything to fear when encountering the Three Pure Ones!” Nuwa said with slight regret in her tone.
Ye Chuanze was not concerned about this, saying, "Cultivation cannot be rushed. Besides, even without me, you and Fuxi will not fear the Three Pure Ones."
"Of course!" Nüwa raised her chin, her demeanor proud and confident. "I, Nüwa, have never feared anyone!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze simply smiled. The Primordial immortals were known for their pride, which was far better than the hypocrisy and weakness of humans. He enjoyed this simple and straightforward Primordial World, free from human deceit and betrayal. Even if there were schemes among the Primordials, they were open plots, much better than the cruel underhanded tactics employed by humans.
Everything in the Primordial realm was based on strength; thus, conflicts among immortals were mostly simple and direct. If one was dissatisfied, they would fight until one side conceded. Humans were different; the weak lacked powerful strength and resorted to various schemes to achieve their goals. Hypocrisy, betrayal, and lies intertwined to form human society, where even souls and dignity could be sold for monetary gain.
For the first time, Ye Chuanze deeply realized that the difference between humans and immortals was not just a matter of power but also stemmed from the inner character, cognitive thoughts, and behaviors shaped by their immense strength.
After talking with Nüwa for a while longer, she took her leave.
Speaking of how Nüwa and Ye Chuanze met, it was quite interesting.
After Fuxi visited Ye Chuanze that day and returned to the Cave with some ambiguous remarks, it piqued Nüwa's curiosity about the unfamiliar friend who had suddenly appeared at Buzhou Mountain. The next day, she went to the Valley where Ye Chuanze resided.
When she first met Ye Chuanze, Nüwa was quite surprised. The Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus had opened its consciousness, which was already against the natural order; the Heavenly Dao did not permit such powerful spiritual entities to awaken their consciousness. Not to mention that Ye Chuanze even aspired to cultivate into human form. However, despite her surprise, Nüwa expressed her admiration for Ye Chuanze and encouraged him with words that essentially meant, "Kid, I have high hopes for you! Work hard to cultivate and transform into human form to achieve immortality; bring honor to our demon clan!"
Nüwa's personality suited Ye Chuanze quite well. Later on, whenever she had free time, she would visit the Valley. Having lived on Buzhou Mountain with Fuxi for many years without a neighbor nearby, it was only natural for her to drop by now that they finally had a neighbor. Over time, Ye Chuanze established a friendly neighborly relationship with Fuxi and Nüwa, which fulfilled his wishes.
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