Chapter 329: Nailing the Coffin Lid Shut, the Mediator

Pangu, who opened heaven and earth, has passed away.

Fuxi laughed nonstop, "At his peak he transformed into all things, dedicating everything to this Honghuang."

Thus he became a monument that later generations could not surpass, becoming the sword atop the heads of all ambitious schemers who greedily sought to encroach upon all of humanity.

Speaking fairly.

Without Pangu standing on that altar, shining with selfless virtue for eternity, who knows how chaotic this Honghuang would be now.

It's precisely because Pangu exists.

So many Great Luo have to mind their conduct, their wicked impulses curbed by Pangu.

They are afraid.

Afraid that although the first Pangu has long since departed, if one makes a mistake, countless Pangu will emerge from humanity, every living being spiritually embodying Pangu.

Fuxi's smile was full of meaning.

Pangu feigning death—who wouldn't fear?

Who dares to look down on him?

The Heavenly Court now? Di Jun now?

No way.

You're the same, little sister.

Xihuang glanced at Nüwa.

Instantly, Nüwa, who had been gazing at her elder brother with admiring eyes, rolled her eyes, wrinkled her nose, and let out a soft snort.

Little sister, don't be dissatisfied..." Fuxi leisurely whispered to Nüwa, his inscrutable divine power shielding their conversation from outside ears, a space only for the two siblings: "I know you have ideas, wanting to achieve supremacy, to rival Pangu... but you also need to face reality."

Although Pangu transformed into all things and accomplished heaven and earth, in material form he is considered to have vanished.

But his spiritual will remains, lingering at the boundary between life and death.

The stronger the life, the harder it is to die completely.

Speaking frankly.

You ought to thank Hongjun.

Fuxi smiled narrowly.

Huh?" Nüwa rubbed her ears, "Brother, what are you saying? I didn't mishear, did I?"

You didn't mishear." Fuxi's smile deepened, "You ought to thank Hongjun, to help you withstand thunder... If you one day become Pangu, you must give him a big red envelope, thanking him for his years of effort."

He looked at his sister with a doubtful gaze, adding, "You don't really think that by rallying the witch and demon factions and scheming to achieve cooperation, you forced Hongjun to merge with the Heavenly Dao, do you?"

Isn't that the case?

How could that be?" Fuxi gave a chuckle, "Sure your actions were effective, but how could Hongjun be easy to get along with?"

You underestimate him... and Di Jun as well, thinking that by working this hard you can let the Dao Ancestor govern effortlessly, without having to 'labor' over Honghuang's affairs.

These ideas are somewhat wrong." Xihuang smirked, "Hongjun's merging with the Heavenly Dao appears to be a forced retreat, but in fact he has many thoughts of advancing by retreating."

He wants to nail shut the coffin of that Pangu who transformed into all things, lest he rise from the coffin.

Don't forget the essence of the Heavenly Dao... it is the sole legitimate authority to govern all things.

Pangu, who opened heaven and earth and transformed into all things.

And the Heavenly Dao... if Honghuang is seen as a body, then it is the brain.

Using this brain as a springboard.

Hongjun will contend with Pangu's lingering will, causing it to wear down and be destroyed.

Hongjun wants Pangu; this is a necessary move for him." Fuxi grinned, "If the former Pangu's traces aren't erased, how can later ones truly rise to power?"

To erase traces, there are few ways: either surpass and cover, or overthrow and destroy.

Surpassing and covering is too difficult... because everything fears comparison.

Hongjun knows his own character and ability, aware that surpassing is too hard, not wanting to live in a shadow, so he simply undertakes great destruction and great establishment, launching an overthrow.

Fuxi met his sister's growing contemptuous gaze, unbothered, and continued, "At this moment, your opportunity has also arrived."

Because the first Pangu's spirit has been thoroughly worn down by Hongjun, his merit in humanity has been cleared to zero.

So you can pick up that path, wipe it clean and refer to it... whatever achievements you make, that is your merit, no need to worry about being compared.

This is your chance to overtake on a curve—as long as you can prove to humanity that the path you use is more effective than Hongjun's, even if your abilities fall short of the first Pangu, you will still earn the people's support.

In short, this is just a comparison of who's worse.

Little sister, it's fine if you're unskilled, as long as the opponent is even worse, that's enough.

Fuxi teased.

You're the unskilled one!

Nüwa instantly flared up, "Why did the first Pangu transform into all things? It was because of a solemn talk with a most holy and virtuous goddess whose merit was boundless and whose grace embraced all beings—and you, Fuxi's younger brother, have forgotten so quickly?"

Nüwa was quite aloof.

She had extraordinary daring, daring to ignore family rules, calling Fuxi her brother, revealing her strong ambition for the elder-sister position.

Fuxi smiled without speaking, seemingly conveying in silence that—

Let you be proud for a moment, then settle the accounts later.

The rules of this game are thus." Fuxi changed the subject, "The first mover has an advantage, but with forbidden moves; the later player is slightly disadvantaged in the overall situation, yet when settling accounts they have a marked target.

All things considered, the first mover has a greater chance to win, but the later player is not without hope of a comeback... it all depends on both sides' abilities.

Right now, your top lieutenant under you is truly capable... combined with your resources, your chances are not small.

Fuxi praised.

That's right." Speaking of her own endeavors, Nüwa no longer cared about family ties, her expression slightly smug, "And don't look to see whose subordinates these are?"

As such a wise and mighty leader of mine, having a few Holy Emperor figures under me is completely normal.

She was very pleased seeing Xi accumulate a mighty momentum, and began to ponder whether to improve the treatment of this capable aide afterward.

Nüwa, she truly is a boss with a conscience full of goodness!

Same.

It is precisely because she possesses the excellent virtue of "valuing sincerity (salary)" that she has rallied a Wu Clan troop full of loyalty, capable of standing against the Heavenly Court.

Nüwa, with her unique way and charm, walks a path of Pangu.

……

Xi's divine might was awe-inspiring.

He was just about to point at Di Jun's nose and shout loudly, blaming him for forgetting his roots.

"Pangu Ancestral God, such a supremely powerful divine ability, yet he does not care for empty fame, transforming his body into myriad things, giving humanity a beautiful future without seeking reward…… Do you Heavenly Court claim to be stronger than this great god's ability?!"

Xi's gaze seemed to solidify, bearing a terrifying sharpness, "Only looking at the supposed value of gifts, yet ignoring the essential substance…… Such a Heavenly Court, dare to talk about the orthodoxy of heaven and earth, claiming to have inherited Pangu's lofty spirit?"

He flicked his sleeve, his words ringing strong and clear, "If you want fame, then act convincingly."

"If you seek profit, then don't be so hypocritical; first bring down Pangu Ancestral God from his altar, don't hold up his name while sullying his pure reputation."

"If you don't wish to worship him or study him…… there will be successors who, after being tempered by various hardships, will draw wisdom from him and follow his path."

"But by then, our paths will differ, and it will be time for us to go our separate ways."

Xi's spirit and will shocked hearts, his head held high, bearing the aura of a great hero.

"So you say, the human race is always ready to rebel." Di Jun laughed furiously, "Overthrow my Heavenly Court? Challenge the countless billions of the Demon Race's subjects?"

"Rebellion is supported by eternal reason." Xi raised his head and puffed his chest, "Besides, haven't you acknowledged that the human race's status in the Heavenly Court equals that of sovereign heirs' bloodline?"

"How can our affairs be called rebellion?"

"That's merely clearing the ruler's side!"

Xi's voice boomed, "In the Heavenly Court there are both sycophantic villains and noble, lofty sovereigns—for example, our beloved Nüwa Majesty and Xihuang Majesty."

"Sovereigns are fine, so if the Heavenly Court suffers a serious accident, it must be due to those villains."

"How can we, the human race, just stand by and watch?"

"Naturally we must raise righteous troops, attack the unjust villains, and restore the source!"

Xi was very alert.

He deeply grasped the core, uniting as many teammates as possible, isolating enemies, and locking onto targets to strike.

Xi stated.

Even if one day the human race dispatches a great army, it would not be a outright challenge to the Heavenly Court's order, but rather represent justice in acting on Heaven's behalf, seeking a fair deal for the myriad common folk!

"……."

Di Jun's cheek muscles twitched slightly as he coldly stared at the human envoy, yet said nothing more.

And those demon gods and demon marshals below also muttered speechlessly, finding it hard to come up with a suitable rebuttal.

As for the great Luo divinities coming from myriad mountains and various immortal mountain daoist halls, they actually wanted to speak out, shouting applause loudly.

However, considering the actual situation, without Xi's dignified and upright identity to lend sufficient strength to their courage… they ended up staying silent.

But their gazes were full of admiration, and their interest in the human race greatly increased.

Seeing a spot through a tube and guessing the whole leopard.

"A human envoy, a member of the leadership team, possesses such ability…… Perhaps I should value the human race more and increase investment?"

"Um…… Should we also consider supporting and investing in this Yandi, tying up some interests and personal connections? Given the talent and vigor he has shown, even if the human race fails to win, he personally could still achieve great accomplishments."

"Supporting talent…… more connections, more paths……"

The myriad gods pondered countless thoughts.

Thus, no one spoke, and the air in the hall stiffened and stagnated for a moment.

Until Xihuang spoke up, acting as a mediator to ease the atmosphere.

"Human envoy, please don't get overly excited."

Fuxi smiled narrowly, "Our Heavenly Court has always governed Honghuang from reality, adapting to time and place, always just right."

"Pangu's concept, we will not forget, and we have always been promoting it…… look at that gate."

"If it weren't for our indulgence——"

"Could they have loudly promoted Pangu orthodoxy and stirred up trouble for so many years?"

"Impossible!"

As a sovereign of the Heavenly Court, Fuxi expressed that the Heavenly Court remains the same, still friendly to humanity, taking the people's hearts as its own.

As long as the era does not undergo drastic change, this fundamental path will absolutely not be adjusted.

"So, human envoy, please rest assured."

"Believe in the Heavenly Court, connect with the primordial Dao, always hold the ancient sages in lofty reverence, not overstep bounds, and seize the beautiful world that Pangu left for humanity's myriad beings as your own."

Xihuang spoke leisurely.

"How so? Looking at the human envoy's expression…… you don't believe me?"

"Is it because earlier, Fellow Daoist Di Jun's overly fierce words gave rise to doubt and distrust?"

"Ha! But that's just you being overly sensitive."

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun is this sort of person: rather earnest, with a spirit of meticulous research, always wanting to discuss right and wrong…… Moreover, these years he has labored greatly, worrying over the myriad beings to the point of exhaustion, so his mental fatigue and pressure are relatively great."

"And you, human envoy, suddenly presenting this straw dog, without having explained it fully beforehand, inevitably hurt this Majesty's heart, making him feel that his hard work and efforts have been lightly disparaged."

"A flash of anger, his tone grew harsh…… Everyone should understand and empathize with each other!"

The Great Sage Fuxi is a wonderful person.

His ability to stare wide‑eyed and spout nonsense is indeed as if he had maxed out his skill points.

However, the divinities present all understand that the current atmosphere is precisely lacking such a stepping stone.

After all, the time to break faces hasn't come yet.

Since we cannot oppress the human race through verbal pressure or military intimidation, making them lose face… we can only temporarily shelve it, pretending nothing happened.

Immediately, voices of agreement rose and fell in the hall; a visiting Daluo shouted "Harmony is most precious," while a demon god employed by the Heavenly Court yelled, "Humans are also members of the Heavenly Court; internal conflicts should not escalate, reconciliation should be the priority"……

Di Jun and Xi looked at each other, both understanding what was going on.

So, Di Jun forced an awkward smile onto his face.

Xi also took the opportunity to let it go.

He dispelled the aura belonging to Yandi, deeply concealed the philosophy and path of the Human Emperor, returned to his original normal demeanor, clasped his hands in a salute as an apology, saying, "It turns out like this… but I misunderstood Emperor Jun Majesty's intentions, thinking the Heavenly Court looked down on my human race, regarding this weighty straw dog that gathers myriad joys and gratitude toward heaven and earth."

"Also, I worried that the Heavenly Court would tarnish the pure name of the Great God Pangu, and besmirch this lofty, divine being who seeks no empty fame."

"This is my mistake; Xi offers deep apologies." He bowed again, "For this mistake, for the trouble it has caused the Heavenly Court, I am willing to make amends."

"So, I wish to donate wealth, at my own expense, to build a palace for Her Majesty Nüwa."

Xi said it very seriously.

So serious that Di Jun almost threw that straw dog away, smacking it into his face.

—You have offended me!

It's me!

It's me!

You're building a hammer-shaped palace for Nüwa!

But, Di Jun's scheming is deep.

Though killing intent stirred, he hid it in his heart, only showing a smile on his face: "Why go to such lengths? I also have shortcomings here; I need to polish my patience further to better lead the myriad beings of the human Dao forward!"

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

However, that laughter made many Daluo divinities feel chills, with an urge to stand up and flee.

(End of chapter)