Chapter 538: Forensic Doctor? Three Emperors! The Holy Path Shines Brightly!

Fengxi's mind flashed with bright light, and many mists were instantly pierced by his gaze.

In this world where the Daluo runs rampant and past and future contend simultaneously, many things have never been mere coincidences.

How could he stand out from countless little witches?

As he walked on, he arrived before Yandi's position, where later generations have the legend of "Shennong".

The behind-the-scenes manipulators are truly worth pondering.

The original intentions and purposes of these manipulators also hide deep meanings.

Shennong, his person is mysterious and secretive, not like other human kings, his presence feels rather thin.

Even his name is so careless—Shennong Shennong, a miraculous farmer, simple and direct, the story loses much, far inferior to the Five Direction Heavenly Emperors he is listed with.

Look, look!

What Fuxi, Xuanyuan, Shaohao, Zhuanxu— which isn't a trail of sparks and lightning, incredibly impressive?

Fuxi drew the Eight Trigrams, mysticism unfolded, his pretentiousness is extremely high.

Xuanyuan wielded weapons, fought the Eight Wastelands, his authority is immensely heavy.

Shaohao is a bit lacking, yet still quite mysterious; during his time of establishing achievements, there were phoenix auspicious omens.

Zhuanxu, this is even more outrageous—he has done many shocking deeds, possessing the ability to sever heaven and earth, and also directly causing Gonggong to crash his head into Mount Buzhou, breaking the Heavenly Pillar, endangering all beings, vaguely calculable as a major fault, making him a hugely contradictory figure among the Five Direction Heavenly Emperors, with praise and blame intertwined.

The teammates are all impressive; what about Shennong?

When it comes to him, the style changes……honest and diligent, working hard with head down.

Farming development, healing and saving lives, solidifying the foundation.

Doing the hardest and most tiring work, yet enjoying nothing.

Occasionally appearing, his scenes are mostly tragic.

——Jingwei filling the sea, the daughter perished.

——Defeated by the Yellow Emperor, relegated to a lower position.

How utterly miserable!

Bullying the honest folk!

Is there still heavenly principle?

"Ah……"

"What is destined to come will surely come."

"Dodging is impossible to avoid."

"It will always descend in ways people never expect, suddenly boarding a thief's ship, unable to run away."

Fengxi sighed in his heart.

He never imagined he would one day be forced onto the stage like a duck.

Now he performs his administrator duties well, the life of a human king is comfortable and easy.

Every day he comforts Nüwa, receives his salary, relaxed and content; occasionally he holds back bad water, causing trouble for the Heavenly Court opposite, making their higher-ups work overtime, endlessly.

But then two big gift packages suddenly smashed down, practically setting him on the path to no return.

As the saying goes——

Advising someone to study medicine invites heavenly thunder; advising someone to study law invites death by a thousand cuts.

Good buddy, now everything is ready!

Donghuang Emperor, a great god of the legal system, gave him some "inheritance" when examining corpses, a huge pile landed on Fengxi's head, he likely can't escape in the future, there is karma to repay.

This matter isn't over yet.

Fengxi pondered and pondered, then tasted something from the human path—he must go study medicine!

Originally he was leisurely watching the play, waiting to see if a mighty person would descend from heaven, turn the tide, and cure the not-so-light human path.

But now it's good.

After watching the play for a long time, he discovered……he himself is the character in the play!

The organization has already decided.

Comrade Fengxi, you must take action, go heal and save "people"—the people of the human path!

"Damn!"

"Both sides are not doing proper human things……"

"I don't know if I can exploit a bug?"

"Studying law and also studying medicine……"

"Why not just become a forensic doctor?"

"After the human path's corpse examination, I will dissect the human path's bodies, analyze causes of death, determine who is the culprit causing the human path's severe harm to me, and bring him to justice according to law."

"If the human path fortunately avoids ruin, then I will just make an injury assessment."

Fengxi cursed wildly in his heart, lamenting the vicissitudes of life.

What the hell is all this?!

Although he curses, his reason remains, and he can also understand the hardships of the human path.

It is not easy either.

Freezing three feet thick is not a day's work.

Past events are hard to absolutely clarify who is right or wrong; one can only say positions differ, interests' needs are inconsistent, thus leading to a disaster's occurrence.

And after the disaster occurred, the ordering forces of Honghuang lost balance, the human path went awry at once, too many problems settled and fermented, ultimately looking back, it is already hard to reverse.

The illness is not light at all; the human path itself can clearly feel that something is wrong.

Right?

The two lich factions are constantly at each other's throats; though major battles are rare, skirmishes never cease.

Every day, countless beings die accidentally in war; even if humanity is slow, by now it should realize something is wrong.

Maybe humanity is a bit stupid, but it's not brainless!

The instinctive feelings remain, the feedback remains; when a problem grows to a certain extent, one will inevitably notice it.

——I actually got sick?

——We can't go on like this!

If you're sick, naturally you go get treatment.

But there's a conflict between doctors and patients.

There once was a famous doctor who foresaw and prevented trouble for humanity, with far-sighted vision.

Superior physicians treat the pre‑illness, middle physicians treat the impending illness, inferior physicians treat the actual illness—without doubt, that famous doctor could be called a superior physician.

Unfortunately, inferior physicians are the ones who easily gain fame, while the preventive warnings of superior physicians are ignored as idle wind—like staying up all night, smoking and drinking until the body is ruined, only then regretting it.

For humanity, the situation is much the same.

That famous doctor, who is a superior physician, earnestly advises and sets strict demands, but humanity does not accept it.

Even one day, humanity felt the doctor had swindled his money and demanded compensation—'I'm not sick, yet you make me pay so much, claiming it's for health maintenance and strengthening; that's unreasonable!'

The doctor replied—'Silly child, you have a disease‑prone constitution; only because I've kept it under control these years have you stayed stable, and now you're whining… when you truly fall ill, that little money of yours won't solve anything.'

Then, to everyone's delight, the doctor and patient fell out, leading to a medical‑dispute incident.

Finally, an era forged of blood and fire came into being.

Actually, things need not have come to this.

In any age there are wise men and sages who think about problems and solve them; prevention may not always work, but healing and saving people is still possible.

But what can be done?

Today's patient—humanity—not only clashes with the doctor, but has entered a rebellious phase, switched on an unreasonable mode, and is basically a tuba‑sized troublemaker.

Never mind the troublemaker; the key is that the 'Honghuang' behind it is immensely strong.

So strong that when it flares up, even a well‑meaning doctor trying to enforce treatment can't subdue it quickly, and must worry about backlash—someday it will explode into big news.

——Because of the doctor‑patient conflict, the patient stabbed the doctor to death with a knife!

Well, East Splendor thus flopped.

Humanity in its troublemaker state is truly not to be provoked.

It's both bad and noisy.

It refuses medicine no matter what, and badly needs discipline.

And what to do if the child won't take medicine?

Some doctors say we should try patient persuasion, or change the medicine's flavor by adding sugar.

If that still fails, consider intravenous drip therapy.

All these myriad tactics are just to coax the little ancestor; you'd better not court death.

Of course, as a certain unnamed elder put it——

Are these measures even useful?

Not taking medicine?

Then just don't take it.

Being sick is fine.

Anyway, you won't die.

Wait until the troublemaker's condition worsens further—for example, a fever rising to 39 degrees, suffering all over, vomiting and diarrhea to the point of madness, the illness making him feel unbearable pain—then nonchalantly put the medicine before him and purse your lips——

Drink it or not, if you don't, just suffer the consequences!

You really think I can't treat you?

Back then you shouted defiance against my ideas, yet someday you'll have to pick them up, explore and learn to cure your own ailments!

If you still don't repent, then it's as if I never said anything, and your trumpet practice is wasted—we can start over later!

……

This is a top‑tier showdown of immortals.

Now, Fengxi happens to glimpse this deepest hidden truth, which ought to be a cause for joy.

Unfortunately……

When he realizes he has become the main force charging into battle here, his whole state immediately deteriorates.

How could a human possibly do that?!

The overt and hidden foes one must face are far too many.

Besides anything else, Hongjun is certainly one of them.

And humanity itself is courting death, with a stubborn nature that has driven it to the point of having almost no cards left to play, as if everyone is turning against it.

Fortunately, what Fengxi can be glad about is—though humanity's operational sense is flawed, perhaps it's a bronze‑tier counter to the king.

The rookie humanity, relying on its woefully inadequate operation, hopes for an upset and has so far successfully pulled off a 'bright‑plank road, dark‑warehouse' maneuver!

With its operation so clumsy that even the gods can't bear to watch, it achieves a strategic deception, leaving many ancient gods and sages oblivious as it silently sneaks in to steal the base, slyly feeling its way to the crystal below!

Yeah.

When everyone assumes humanity's IQ is low and it's foolishly clueless… who would think it's actually running things behind the scenes?

So far, the operation has been successful!

This success rests on two foundations overlooked by the gods.

Will humanity save itself?

Will the Human Dao reflect and admit its mistakes?

This is a blind spot.

Originally, there shouldn't be such a blind spot; it would be perceived by the myriad gods.

But the Human Dao, relying on years of persistent tyrant-like operation, performed true to form, flawlessly, with no loopholes whatsoever.

——Because good and evil have been separated!

Evil·Human Dao, madly slaughtering, with an addled mind, made everyone gradually form a fixed impression of it.

Good·Human Dao, lurking silently, driven by the survival instinct, seeks means of self‑rescue.

——I won't rely on you lot of "virtuous court" divinities anymore; I see you all as rebels, killing you all would surely wrong some, but kill one, spare one, there'll definitely be fish that slip through the net.

——I will save myself!

The Human Dao may be a bit stupid, but that's different from having no brain at all.

No matter how stupid, after suffering enough lessons, one should develop a long memory.

Even a beast of chaotic intelligence, after taking many beatings, will instinctively choose ways to reduce its own harm and strive to survive.

How much more so for the Human Dao?

And once the Human Dao embarks on the path of self‑rescue, once it reflects and begins to admit its mistakes……

The situation will undergo an earth‑shaking change!

After all, admitting a mistake…… is admitting it to whom?

That is a great existence that makes all three thousand Great Luo tremble!

When two opponents as opposed as fire and water have a chance to stand together, and the Human Dao side makes a compromise, admitting its past mistakes…… this is practically overturning the chessboard!

As long as the August Emperor still cherishes a bit of old affection and is willing to lend the Human Dao a hand.

——Between them, there ultimately is a source.

Where does the Human Dao come from?

It originates from the myriad beings.

Where do the myriad beings come from?

They are born of heaven and earth.

Pangu opened heaven and earth, and upon his death his body transformed into the myriad things.

After a series of complex creation processes, the basic units of heaven and earth split and recombined, finally evolving into life.

In other words, the formation of the myriad beings can be seen as a degree of Pangu's corpse transformation; although it keeps changing, it has already gone its separate way from Pangu and possesses a completely different consciousness.

Yet, the bond still exists.

Even in direct opposition, there is not no chance to sit together; everyone discusses resolving difficult problems.

Of course, this is not easy.

Because the historical legacy issues are too great; although the Human Dao can recognize its mistakes, wanting to completely overhaul and sweep away the ills all at once is unrealistic.

Moreover, there will be people who sabotage from within.

The struggle for Pangu's position!

Hongjun eyes it tigerishly; this is his only way to freedom.

Nüwa longs for it with all her heart; this is the best way for her to rise in family status.

The Dragon Ancestor burns with envy; he once wanted Pangu, and now he wants——to become ever stronger, unchanging; when the August Emperor settles accounts after autumn, he will surely die!

……

Many supreme leaders eagerly hope to rise to the top——although they still respect the August Emperor.

And the forces united beside these leaders can be said to occupy most of the entire primordial divine camp.

The primordial divine camp is also a considerable component of the Human Dao, which cannot completely ignore their views.

When a pile of opposing votes are cast, and with historical legacy issues looming ahead……

The alliance between the August Emperor and the Human Dao, to repair relations, is a heavy burden with a long road ahead.

However, as long as thinking dares to slip, methods will always outnumber difficulties.

Regarding the anguish of its own ailments, the Human Dao's consciousness of seeking survival—no one knows who it learned from—this time it played dirty.

Like the bitter emperor in "holding the emperor to command the princes", unwilling to accept the predicament, he secretly cultivated the most reliable core, secretly imparted the "sash edict", urging him to find ways to self‑study medicine, seek cures, select the worthy and employ the capable, to delay the outbreak of the illness.

Meanwhile, the August Emperor lends auxiliary support, does what he can, makes some investments, points someone to study the "Heaven‑slaying" art, and furthermore uses a chicken to lay eggs, infiltrates a certain faction's interior, plots to overthrow the dynasty, and becomes his capital for raising troops!

After a series of operations, this is the most perfect coordination, which will achieve three unparalleled human emperors——the Holy Emperor of the Human Dao!

The Blue Emperor writes the prescription.

Yandi goes to gather the herbs.

Wait until the medicine is decocted, take it, cure the illness, strengthen the body……

When there is to quell chaos and restore order, to clear the source, to slay through heaven and earth, to sweep away all ills, making the gods tremble and submit!

This will be the most formidable human emperor, specializing in suppressing all dissent, including but not limited to——attacking heaven! suppressing Houtu!

Besides that, for those that really can't be killed, or aren't easy to kill, he pulls one faction, strikes another, lifts up some people, to divide the opposing forces.

But no matter how it's done, the ultimate authority must rest in the Human Dao's own hands.

——The Human Dao, having learned from pain, decides not to entrust the authority over era development any longer to those "virtuous court" primordial divinities, but to take it himself!

Fengxi became the crucial node in all this.

Standing in the most special position, simultaneously receiving the great gift packages from the August Emperor and the Human Dao, and moreover looking back with a fresh perspective at developments that once seemed reasonable but hid many coincidences, Fengxi came to understand.

A most grandiose plan blueprint unfolds completely in his mind at this moment.

It is called——

Holy Way blazes!

(End of Chapter)