Chapter 375: Nüwa's Divine Chart, the Feng Clan

Auspicious signs filled the sky, countless blessings manifested, adorning the three ancestors, making them appear more divine and majestic.

The human race's fortune poured down, covering the heavens and earth, turning into a sea of clouds that guarded them... The sheer number made even great divine-power experts envious, many mighty powerhouses stared eagerly, occasionally someone beating their chest and stamping their feet.

"Ah... if I could spend all of this—how wonderful that would be!"

"At the very least, could it help my cultivation advance a bit?"

They gazed longingly.

However, these things they longed for desperately, the three sages of the human race standing on the altar, showed no reaction whatsoever, as if it were commonplace.

Suiren didn't care.

Youchao was indifferent.

Ziyi glanced twice, then stopped caring.

Their performance differed only by these few words written on their faces—

Not short of money!

"These will serve as the startup funds for the Totem Alliance."

Suiren casually drew a line, and the fortune-cloud sea condensed and transformed, plunging into the unknown.

"Which friends wish to subscribe to the shares issued by this alliance? Please do so early."

He laughed, "Now, as the representative of the human race's core leadership, I will purchase the first share, establishing the first surname..."

"Wind!"

Suiren established the surname.

The Feng surname!

He became the first person of the Feng surname clan!

He was the clan's supreme leader.

Of course, this leadership position wouldn't stay warm for long; he would have to hand it over, himself going to fulfill the previously stated responsibility, ensuring the Totem Alliance's stable development and regulating various relations.

It was equivalent to relinquishing the position of a nation's supreme leader to become the secretary-general of the United Nations.

Theoretically, his status rose.

But in reality, his power diminished by seventy or eighty percent.

However, just look at how easily Suiren could slip through Pangu's back door—no one would really dare treat him as a spent leader.

"Next, friends present, if you have any subscription ideas... please feel free."

Suiren smiled and said, "Our human race still has internal affairs to handle; following the heavenly decree of the Goddess Nüwa, we will deal with the transfer of authority."

"Sages, step aside!" the Dragon Race's representative shouted loudly, "Here, we will produce our own charter!"

Suiren nodded with a smile, calmly pulling Youchao and Ziyi away to witness the human race's internal authority transfer preparations.

As these three left, the atmosphere in the venue instantly became lively.

The Dragon Race's representative immediately raised his head, puffed his chest, and strode to the altar with a step that disregarded all kin, beginning his performance.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

A grand competition also kicked off.

Fengxi held the holy fire, went there, effortlessly raising the holy fire high, just as he had on Kunlun Mountain back then, mobilizing and promoting, letting the various tribal athletes who came here engage in fierce competition.

The results of their competition will feedback and influence the speaking rights of each tribe's leaders on the Totem Alliance, determining who can apply for more shares; likewise, if there are any disputes within the alliance, they will be settled covertly through the competition, avoiding excessive harm to harmony while still deciding superiority.

Fengxi was very experienced in this... he started out by making a living from this.

Compared to before, various provocations and stirrings, the Reincarnation Divine Sect's upheavals had arranged hostile tribes together...

But the present Fengxi is very proper.

He truly embodies "friendship first, competition second"... on one hand strictly monitoring public opinion, cracking down on the Demon Race's infiltrators, letting various trolls die in the womb; on the other hand showing the human race's care and medical protection for the athletes, while the navy is in place, editing experts enter the scene, capturing touching moments of sportsmanship, slightly embellishing the plot, to serve as glue and lubricant for inter-tribal relations in the Totem Alliance meetings.

Many representatives negotiating at the alliance conference are fully aware of these tactics, knowing what tricks the human race is playing.

Yet they have no dissatisfaction—the human race is willing to do these face projects, willing to strive to perform... this sincerity in promoting the alliance is already enough.

Thus, their enthusiasm for subscribing shares is also somewhat higher.

The human race's high-ups don't pay much attention to the sports meet situation—

They still have confidence in Fengxi's abilities.

Moreover, what's more important now is the transfer of some rights.

After all.

Fuxi is about to rise!

Moreover, the newly established Feng surname clan also has a pile of issues to handle.

Fuxi appeared out of nowhere.

In the place where the human race's sages gathered to discuss, he seized the Divine Chart, blocking the arriving trio of Suiren.

Specifically, he blocked Youchao.

His face was as black as a pot bottom, a fierce look.

Youchao first retreated a step, then raised his head and puffed his chest, a true warrior: "What do you have to be fierce about?"

"Hah!"

Fuxi sneered, shaking the Divine Chart in his hand: "What nonsense did you draw?"

Many human race sages who saw it dared not breathe, each observing their nose, nose observing heart, feigning deafness and muteness.

Ziyi blinked, looked him up and down, then chuckled: "This chart... hahaha!"

On the Divine Chart, celestial light flowed, great power concealed, ordinary eyes could not see clearly.

The world is curious, yet few can know the truth.

In fact, that up there isn't anything particularly useful.

After all, we're talking about reason.

Whether it's Fuxi or Nüwa, they're all big shots at the pinnacle, knowing everything they need to know—what more could they need?

The so‑called divine dragon bearing the charts, the heaven‑bestowed Paoxi—this is merely a nominal legitimacy, equivalent to the Shangfang sword.

Even if the charts are completely blank, that wouldn't stop Paoxi from dominating the scene, stepping out to check the dragon clan and keep the balance within the Totem Alliance.

But how could Nüwa do such a thing?

She spent three days exercising her talent, painting an astonishing work that entrusted her heart's dream.

The painting was lifelike.

Although there were only two little figures, they were exquisitely detailed.

One little figure sat on a throne, with a cut‑out head pointing at it, labeled—'Nüwa'.

Another little figure was serving tea, waist bent ninety degrees, extremely obsequious, with a cut‑out head pointing at it labeled—'Fuxi'.

The whole picture vividly reflected the great dream of Lady Nüwa and the earnest hopes placed on Fuxi, wishing to see what shape he would take and what kind of person he would become.

In response, Paoxi gave a meaningful glance; summed up, it was——

You're just daydreaming!

"To be human, one must have dreams..." You Chao muttered, not daring to speak loudly under Paoxi's gloomy gaze, "Besides, who can guarantee this scene won't become reality? Who knows when I'll become your sister!"

Hmph!

Paoxi let out a cold snort, casually flicked his sleeve, and erased that painting.

Then, picking up a brush at random, he dotted a bunch of small points, containing some obscure principle.

Next, he reached out, tore through layers of spacetime, and scooped up from the human tribe——

When he returned, he was holding the collar of a girl whose face was full of helpless sorrow.

"What are you trying to do?" You Chao's expression changed, and he shouted softly.

"Nothing." Paoxi remained calm, "I just want to shatter someone's delusion."

"That… Hao Ying!" he said, turning around.

"Here."

"When you introduce my personal information to the clan, remember to write out my family relations fully." Paoxi pointed at the girl in his hand, "Write down that I also have a sister named—Feng Lixi!"

The girl's eyes widened, and she was about to struggle and say a couple of words.

Nevertheless, Paoxi casually issued a gag order.

Of course, a gag order isn't omnipotent.

You Chao said she could also protest.

"That outdated Minister of Finance, you don't need to pay her any heed."

Paoxi waved his hand calmly, "They're all retired—what's the point of fussing?"

"Pa!" You Chao was furious, enraged, and raised his hand to slap Paoxi's shoulder, intending to slam this guy who was a head taller into the ground… but he hesitated at the last moment, striking the table instead, sending stone chips flying—quite shocking.

The senior members of the human race present all lowered their heads to count ants, not daring to intervene.

Finally, Zhi Yi couldn't stand it, smiling as she tugged at You Chao's sleeve and advised, "Come on, come on… why bother arguing with him?"

"Just arguing with words is actually useless… you need to teach him a lesson with facts to feel satisfied."

After much persuasion, You Chao was finally soothed and sat back in his seat, still resentful.

"Hey." Sui Ren and Paoxi exchanged a glance, both shook their heads, then began chairing the meeting.

"My authority is being handed over, Paoxi will take over… any objections?" Sui Ren looked around and saw everyone shaking their heads in unison.

"No one has any objections… hmm, very good, very good." He nodded satisfactorily.

"Then next, we need to consider the restructuring of management."

"Once the Feng clan is established, the Bai clan shall follow."

Sui Ren said, "I know… many of you have other business ventures behind the scenes."

"The representatives of the various tribes discussing in the Totem Alliance might just be someone's pawn."

"Once the results are certain and the human race branches out, you'll seamlessly plug right in."

"Hehe… haha…" many Sages laughed heartily.

"As for me, I don't want to quarrel so much either." Sui Ren rubbed his brow, "I just hope that when the time comes, you won't trip each other up and bring out the full talent of sabotaging teammates."

"It's not yet the time for teammates to offer sacrifices to heaven."

"Sure! Sure!" many people nodded.

"Here at the human race's ancestral land, for now it remains the core leadership of the human race… managed by the Feng clan." Sui Ren continued, "This is the central… the clans that have branched out, even if they need to cooperate with the Totem, must still obey central orders and stay unified in direction."

"System."

"Route."

"Thought."

"Generally we should stay consistent, with specific details adapted to local conditions."

"As for now, the personnel still guarding the central……"

Sui Ren looked at Paoxi, "Then I'll leave it to you to decide."

Having said that, he fell silent and stepped back to the second line.

"Good." Paoxi nodded calmly.

Then……

He looked at Feng Lixi, "Come on, speak up."

"Eh?" Feng Lixi's eyes lit up instantly as he pondered something, "I'll take care of arranging it?"

"Of course." Fuxi looked bewildered, "This is your business... If I overstep in personnel appointments, wouldn't a narrow-minded person think I'm here to seize power?"

"Hehe..." Feng Lixi gave a dry laugh twice, his mood visibly brightening.

"Then I'll arrange it!"

Feng Lixi cleared his throat, "Below, I will read the names; please rise when yours is called."

"These personnel will serve as the Feng clan's management and concurrently oversee the human race."

"Having said that, she began to recite the names at length."

"These beings are all part of Nüwa's retinue!"

"Of course, there are also Fuxi's retinue... but after Nüwa's years of relentless effort, waving hoes to pry open corners, they have long since defected, now obeying only Nüwa's commands."

"They will become the central main force of the human race, responsible for guiding humanity's overall strategy."

"The leader thus jointly recognized and elected is Feng Hou, also the sovereign of the human race!"

"Until that day."

"The Feng lineage lost its central authority, being replaced by another group."

"Feng Lixi was taking roll call."

"Fuxi just looked on indifferently, a faint, inexplicable smile playing at the corner of his mouth."

"On the other side, Suiren was conversing with Ziyi, expressing gratitude."

"You came to the rescue just in time."

"No problem." Ziyi gave a faint smile, "By the way, I have something I'd like to ask of you."

"Oh? Please speak plainly." Suiren was curious.

"I ask a favor... at the Totem Alliance meeting, please say a few words for the Phoenix lineage."

"Ziyi smiled and said, 'Before, the Phoenix lineage sought help from me... they see promise in humanity's future development and want to invest a bit.'"

"This..." Suiren hesitated, "We had just agreed... to be fair and just."

"I know, I know... but I'm not asking you to break the rules."

"As for the Phoenix Clan, they know their own capabilities and won't demand a position unsuited to their virtue." Ziyi shook her head, "They just want a somewhat respectable post."

"As for the salary, it doesn't need to be high."

"As for the work, it doesn't need to be heavy."

"Say it out there to appear respectable, to be looked up to... that's enough."

"Sigh... you know."

"I, who make feathered garments and splendid attire, write of the beauty of the human way... while the Phoenix side has always been the source of feathered clothing production and trade, so it's inevitable that we have much interaction."

"Their request, I also find it hard to refuse."

"Ziyi spoke openly, laying out the antecedents and consequences, without much concern for being overheard, quite aboveboard."

"The Phoenix Clan wants to go through the back door, huh?" Suiren understood, "If the request isn't high... it's not impossible to satisfy."

"Already we have the Dragon Clan leaping up and down, what's another Phoenix Clan?"

"When can we let the Phoenix Clan also bring an auspicious sign? We could arrange some cultural tasks for them, like making them mascots."

"Respectable, and not much work."

"Thank you." Ziyi nodded.

"No problem... but it's a bit strange?" Suiren raised an eyebrow, "The Phoenix side is usually lazy... how did they suddenly start investing? Whose suggestion did they hear?"

"I heard it seems to be the Grand Si Ming of the Heavenly Court, Donghua Emperor." Ziyi pondered.

"In an instant."

"You Chao, sitting nearby, prick up his ears."

"(End of chapter)"