Chapter 365: Sibling Black Manor!

Pao Xi Pao Xi, cooking comes first.

But cooking, however, is the chef.

Fuxi, in a sacred and solemn manner, expressed his stance toward Nüwa.

He will introduce this name; on the one hand, to echo the theme "people take food as heaven"—throughout the ages, only eating is eternal… no matter the era, as long as this foundation that secures survival remains, one can get by.

On the other hand…

This also counts as Fuxi pouring out his feelings, his deep affection and indulgence for his little sister!

What does a chef pair with?

Pair with a gourmet!

Vast Honghuang, any high‑ranking ancient Divine Emperor or Grand Luo Dao Sovereign—who doesn't know? Who isn't aware?

In the whole world, who is the finest gourmet?

Apart from Nüwa, there is no one else!

There are rumors.

In the Honghuang world, there can be so many bizarre species created by Nüwa's craftsmanship—like chickens with twelve wings, beasts with eight legs…

All kinds of modifications, all kinds of oddities… behind them all lies an unspeakable force driving them.

After all, can a two‑winged chicken enjoy eating as much as a twelve‑winged one?

This is pure natural, pollution‑free, with no drug stimulation!

Once a gourmet is provoked, her imagination is something no one else can think of, and nothing she cannot do.

Nüwa has already taken the crown of the foremost gourmet.

Well…

As a qualified brother who dotes on his sister, what should Fuxi do?

Naturally, a chef.

Of course.

Fuxi probably won't cook, and Nüwa doesn't need him to—because Nüwa herself has cultivated the top culinary skill in Honghuang.

Usually, when Fuxi wants to taste delicacies, he just mooches off Nüwa's results… if he actually entered the kitchen, Nüwa would likely dislike his potential meddling.

But!

The intention must be in place!

Although actually cooking is impossible.

But in other respects, providing help and assistance is perfectly reasonable.

Although Fuxi can't cook, in the side business of far‑sighted oversight and controlling the situation, he is no less accomplished than Nüwa is in culinary skill.

Now, it can be put to good use.

—Who let Nüwa, in this era, be playing a big game?

To forge the entire Demon Race, to contend with the Heavenly Dao for superiority?

Right now, outside the Heavenly Court watches like a tiger, inside there are teammates with many ideas—it's a time of both internal and external troubles, advancement is difficult, and caution is needed.

For Nüwa, this is a very distressing situation.

But for Fuxi, he can still manage a thing or two and display his abilities.

"The Virtuous Heavenly Venerable said."

"To govern a great state is like cooking a small fish."

Fuxi spoke solemnly: "So, I see your situation is not easy, and thus I volunteered to join among humanity."

"Really."

"I'm not scheming against you."

"I simply want to help you sort out the details, control the heat, and handle the rear‑area stability issues."

"This can barely be counted as a chef's self‑cultivation, striving to let you, my sister, enjoy a most delicious feast and fully savor the fruits of this era's victory."

Fuxi said affectionately, taking Nüwa's hand in his.

Nüwa listened, deeply moved.

Her eye sockets instantly reddened, her eyes moist, as if glittering.

She slightly adjusted her posture, reversed her grip on Fuxi's hand, and choked out, "Brother…"

"Little sister…"

Fuxi also said, his emotions stirred, his body leaning forward, his arms swaying slightly up and down.

"Brother!"

Nüwa's voice rose an octave, her hands gripping tighter.

"Little sister!"

Fuxi refused to be outdone; to convey the sincerity of his feelings, his voice grew louder, his intertwined fingers clenched tighter, striving to let Nüwa feel his heart.

A pair of siblings.

At this moment, gazing deeply into each other's eyes, both filled with excited tears, their bodies trembling slightly…

Such familial affection—how moving!

The only flaw, making it seem discordant, is…

The two clasped each other's hands tightly and began to emit a "crack‑crack" sound, as if the joints were shifting from excessive force, or perhaps something more serious—fractures had occurred.

But this isn't hard to understand… they were just too overcome with emotion!

Fuxi thought so.

Nüwa expressed that she thought the same.

Of course, a little later.

Perhaps they all sensed something was off.

No need to communicate.

At the same moment, they all spontaneously drew back their strength, turning it into nothing… their tacit understanding reached its peak.

Both hands hung down, trembling nonstop in the sleeves, yet their faces showed no change, still that moved and sentimental expression.

"Brother's goodwill, I already understand." Nüwa blinked her sparkling, watery eyes, as if tearful, "Having an elder brother govern the human race and hold the rear will indeed perfectly restrain the dragon race."

"It can both lure them to work and prevent them from overstepping their bounds."

"But..." she shifted her tone, "I think the urgent matter is not the rear, but the front line."

"Whether human race or Wu clan, what is most needed is an outstanding military commander capable of directing war."

"Your military skill and experience, your study of the Heavenly Court's military system and tactics, rank among the top ten in all of Honghuang."

"With you commanding the great army, only then will the chances of victory truly increase."

"If you, elder brother, are willing to join the Wu clan."

Empress Wa paused, tilted her head, as if thinking of something, "I can organize a discussion among the ancestral witches, talk with the currently second-ranked Di Jiang Zu Wu, let him suffer a slight demotion, lowering his position to third."

"The second's position will be taken over by you!"

"To command the great army and roam the world… wouldn't that be exhilarating?"

Nüwa's sincere invitation.

"Ah, forget it."

Fuxi shook his head with a sigh, "I can hold the rear for you and check the dragon race—that's my limit… go to the battlefield? That's completely inappropriate."

"No matter what, the Heavenly Court has never wronged me… how could I betray and attack it?"

"I am different from you."

"From the start you have been in the struggle of the Great Dao, the struggle of Pangu, unwilling to yield, with resolute heart."

"To overturn the Heavenly Court, suppress the Heavenly Dao… the ancient gods and great sages all know your heart."

"As for me, I have enjoyed glory, I have been splendid, I have wandered the world's splendor… now I only seek tranquility, to linger among mountains and waters, to retire and enjoy old age."

"My true heart is to not want to be drawn into the troubles of the mortal world."

"Now, because I want to help you, I need to leave the mountain… but holding the rear is already my limit."

Fuxi sighed, "I can help you ease the pressure."

"But on the front battlefield, you still have to fight yourself."

"Without enduring hardship, how can one become talented?"

"Pangu is the goal, yet not exactly."

"What you seek should be gaining wisdom's tempering in this, obtaining sufficient growth, and becoming fundamentally strong."

Fuxi earnestly instructed.

Nüwa nodded, indicating she had received the teaching.

Of course, she still couldn't help feeling regret.

"What a pity."

"Elder brother, you are obviously so powerful, yet in this era you are such a salted fish."

"However, you want to enter the human race, maintain stability… I, your younger sister, am also wholeheartedly delighted and warmly welcome."

Nüwa broke into a smile, her eyes narrowing into slits, with an indescribable slyness.

"But… elder brother, you must understand… when I sit in that position, I often have to consider things thoroughly; I cannot simply follow my whims."

"Just like how you just advised me."

"The dragon race harbors rebellious intentions; they cannot be simply eradicated at the source of hidden danger; we must offer bait, luring them to work hard."

"The position of the human race's leader…"

"It's the same."

Nüwa said with a smile, "This is a big piece of bait."

"Many people are eyeing it."

"Although elder brother you play at auspicious signs descending from heaven, and your abilities are up to par… I can let you hold that position for a time, but I cannot appoint you permanently."

"We have to give others a chance!"

Nüwa said thus.

"Elder brother, can you understand?"

Fuxi listened with a smile, already prepared with the words "tear down the bridge after crossing the river" for this subtext, without the slightest dissatisfaction or anger.

"Understand, understand… how could one not understand?"

Fuxi said leisurely, "I've said it before—I came out of the mountain to assist you, mainly to control the dragon race so they don't overly infiltrate the human race."

"Once the situation can be controlled."

"No need for you, younger sister, to say."

"Pao Xi… will naturally achieve success and then retire."

"I can swear by my conscience."

"Younger sister, you need not worry that 'Pao Xi' will be greedy for power, cling to office and not leave, causing you ultimately anguish, forcing you to righteousness‑kill kin, resulting in fratricide."

Fuxi said solemnly and sincerely.

"Good… good!"

Nüwa revealed a smile never seen before, far more genuine than before.

She extended from her sleeve her hands still slightly red and swollen, lifted the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and respectfully presented it to Fuxi, "Elder brother, please have tea!"

Fuxi calmly took it and drank a mouthful.

With an elder brother of such great talent holding the fort, he will surely intimidate all monsters and evil spirits, making those with ill intentions tremble with fear.

Nüwa lavished praise, beginning a flood of flattery and fawning.

Anyway, saying nice words won't cost any meat, so one can naturally lay on the praise.

If one could deceive talented people into giving their all, that would be even better.

Nüwa served as the chief aide for a while, grasping many imperial arts of rulership.

Fuxi just smiled while watching Nüwa's performance, not exposing her, and happily accepted the praise.

When Nüwa grew parched from speaking, he then leisurely said, "Too kind, too kind."

"As for me, I'm actually not as formidable as you say."

"Especially now, this situation is very complex."

"On the front battlefield, there are many places where the Dragon Race needs to go and draw thunder… the merit earned from this sacrifice must not be trampled."

"During my tenure, I can suppress the Dragon Race, but I cannot abolish them."

"When I abdicate, you must find a suitable successor, properly handle related affairs, and grasp the most delicate balance point."

Fuxi reminded, his tone carrying an inexplicable emotion, hard to say whether it was goodwill or malice.

Nüwa noticed nothing, merely nodding repeatedly, her demeanor solemn, indicating she had taken note.

"Of course, things aren't as bad as you imagine." Fuxi also said, "After all, righteousness and such always lie on our side."

"Among the Human Race, righteousness lies with me."

"On the Wu Clan's side, righteousness lies with you."

"No matter which side, the Dragon Race cannot be first."

"As long as our performance is not lacking, suppressing the Dragon Race will be easy."

"Their achievements are great, ours are greater… if so, people's hearts will naturally lean, and consensus will be reached."

"However, just in case, to prevent using force to interfere in internal affairs without regard for rules… we need some coordination."

Fuxi and Nüwa discussed in detail the one-two-three strategies for suppressing the Dragon Race.

How to coordinate the Human Race's Human King system and the Wu Clan's military system?

How, when the Dragon Race makes small moves, to coordinate a combined response of eliminating and striking?

How to establish some rules and regulations, set a framework, and clarify the positioning of relations between the Human Race and the Wu Clan?

These all need to be prepared in advance.

One cannot wait until the matter arrives before starting to handle it.

After all, the Dragon Race is truly not weak.

Moreover, concerning interests, they will surely plot painstakingly, give their all, studying loopholes and grasping rules… although Fuxi said he can oversee them strategically, in actual tactical operations, not the slightest bit can be taken lightly.

They were discussing.

They were talking.

The atmosphere between these siblings was, for a time, harmonious beyond compare.

The Dragon Race's contribution can be called enormous.

……

"Thus, it's settled!"

Nüwa excitedly clapped her hands, "We siblings joining forces to preside, no matter how ambitious the Dragon Race, they cannot dream of overthrowing us, greedily seizing spoils that do not belong to them!"

"Ha… this is just a plan; it's not yet time to talk of victory." Fuxi chuckled, "No matter how good the plan, it may not keep up with changes."

"If the Dragon Race goes berserk, all‑powered, leading to victory in every war against the Heavenly Court, while you suffer defeat all the way?"

"No matter how well this is designed, it's all useless."

"Then, public sentiment will trend, forming a mighty current; the Great Luo will bow, and all gods will follow."

Fuxi leisurely said, "Even if you usually painstakingly win hearts and gain your subordinates' support… it's useless."

"The Dragon Ancestor raises his arm and calls."

"Then the gods will gather under his banner, their numbers far surpassing yours… at this point, it can no longer be called rebellion or treason, but rather restoring order!"

"You have no recourse but to fold your hands and admit defeat."

"What about that?" Nüwa objected, "Don't even speak of reaching that step… even if we did, could I not turn the tide with force?"

"At the moment the Human Race defeats the Demon Race, overcomes the Heavenly Dao, and establishes the New Heavenly Court, I will ascend to the pinnacle… with Pangu's body, under heaven, who would dare cause chaos?"

"With my single body, I can reenact that former scene, sweeping away three thousand demon gods!"

"This…" Fuxi heard it, laughed helplessly, "If you think that way… then so be it."

"That's only natural." Nüwa shook her head and swayed, "I created the Human Race, holding the most crucial chip… who could steal it?"

"As long as we can win."

"The fruits of victory will surely be mine!"

"When the time comes, to be master of the house… cough cough!" Nüwa checked her wandering thought, gave two dry coughs, "May all the people enjoy happiness!"

"All right, I have other matters, can't stay long… I'll go first." Nüwa said, "After a while, you go through the procedures, I'll organize personnel to approve and pass, letting your auspicious sign ascend to preside over the Human Race!"

Having said that, Nüwa hurried away.

She really has a lot on her plate, and is truly busy.

Only Fuxi remained, still seated in the palace, watching her receding figure.

His gaze flickered.

In Fuxi's eyes, a deep smile gradually surfaced.

"You're fooling around like this, straining to fish… won't your conscience hurt?"

I don't know how long had passed when suddenly a soft sigh came from someone else.

(End of chapter)