Chapter 25

"I, Fuxi, today create the Demon Script to educate the Demon Race of the world."

The voice shook the universe; fierce winds blew, the sun, moon, and stars dimmed, and thunder and lightning surged.

Massive merit fell like light rain, covering the firmament.

In the blink of an eye, Fuxi's cultivation jumped directly from the early-stage Quasi-Saint to the peak Quasi-Saint realm.

He had improved by two minor realms in one leap.

The gods of Honghuang cast their gazes here, full of shock.

They had not expected that just after Nüwa proved the Dao.

Fuxi would obtain such massive merit by creating the Demon Script, and his cultivation would advance greatly.

How could these two siblings be so favored by the Heavenly Dao?

"Fuxi, how did he also obtain so much merit?"

Especially Zhurong had a look of shock.

Within the Witch Race, they were shrouded in dark clouds.

Many Ancestral Witches felt extremely depressed.

In contrast, the Demon Heavenly Court was in a state of boiling excitement.

A look of joy appeared on Di Jun's face.

"Hahaha, Fuxi has created the Demon Script; from now on, he shall be the Demon Master of my Demon Race."

And in a palace, Seeing Kunpeng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, angry flames flashing in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"Fuxi! You actually dared to steal my opportunity!"

Just at the moment Fuxi created the characters, he had felt a response.

Originally, he had gained some insights recently and gradually understood some principles of simplifying Dao patterns.

But Fuxi's actions were too fast, actually leading him by a step.

This position of Demon Master was originally his, but now it had been snatched away by Fuxi.

Thinking of that massive merit, Seeing Kunpeng felt a pang of heartache, and almost without thinking, he left the palace directly.

Arriving above the firmament, Seeing Kunpeng was full of anger; seeing Fuxi, he wanted to take action directly.

"Fuxi, you actually dared to steal..."

At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the void, and a sharp gaze fixed upon him.

Looking at Nüwa, Seeing Kunpeng instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body turning cold.

The raging fire in his heart was extinguished on the spot by a heavy rain.

He was drenched to the bone.

His brain cleared instantly, and his movements stiffened.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, is there something the matter?"

Fuxi asked, knowing the answer.

"No, nothing."

Seeing Kunpeng choked, and after a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, creating the Demon Script is a merit to the Demon Race; I have come specifically to congratulate you."

"Oh, is that so? Fellow Daoist, thank you for your kind intentions."

Fuxi said with a smile.

He was proficient in the art of deduction and naturally sensed some things from the threads of fate.

Creating the Demon Script was very likely Seeing Kunpeng's opportunity.

It was just that this opportunity had been pointed out by Lin Xia first, and now it had become his instead.

With his opportunity stolen, Seeing Kunpeng was naturally extremely angry.

With Nüwa present, no matter how ugly Seeing Kunpeng's face was, he dared not act, and finally left in a dejected manner.

Seeing Seeing Kunpeng leave, Fuxi looked at Nüwa and said with amusement.

"Look at how you scared him; he couldn't even speak."

"Is it my fault?"

Nüwa looked innocent, then a smile appeared on her face as she said to Fuxi:

"Brother, you have actually reached the peak Quasi-Saint realm; it seems you have gained a lot from creating the Demon Script."

"It's all thanks to Lin Xia; if it weren't for him, I could never have had this fortune."

Fuxi laughed, feeling extremely happy.

Seeing Fuxi praise Lin Xia, Nüwa was even happier than Fuxi.

Little Lin Xia, why was his comprehension so strong? Even she, as his sister, was a little jealous.

In the Purple Heaven Palace.

Seeing Hongjun looked at the scene in the Honghuang World and frowned.

Wasn't the Demon Script created by Seeing Kunpeng? How did it become Fuxi's opportunity now?

Where exactly did the problem arise?

"Could it be that Fuxi was also affected by the variable?"

Seeing Hongjun invoked the power of the Heavenly Dao and pinched his fingers to calculate.

But just like last time, he gained nothing.

The trajectory of the Heavenly Dao in a certain place had been quietly nudged.

But he could not detect what kind of power was pushing the deviation.

Fortunately, Fuxi creating the Demon Script did not have much impact on the Witch-Demon Kalpa.

However, for the future human race, it was hard to say.

Nüwa was the Holy Mother of the human race, and Fuxi, as Nüwa's brother, had inextricable ties with the human race.

But now Fuxi had become the Demon Master of the Demon Race; he could not be sure if this result would have a major impact on the future of the human race.

Returning to Wa Palace.

Nüwa rushed to Lin Xia's palace at the first moment.

This time, Fuxi creating the Demon Script was all Lin Xia's credit; she, as his sister, naturally could not treat her little brother poorly.

"Little Lin Xia, Sister is back."

Lin Xia, who was refining the restrictions of the Hongmeng Pearl, was startled.

Why was the female demon back again? She had just calmed down for a while.

Just as Lin Xia was stunned, Nüwa had already pounced on him.

"Eh, why does the scent on your body smell even better?"

Nüwa was startled, feeling that since breaking through the realm, the special fruity fragrance and creative spiritual breath on Lin Xia's body had become more and more intense.

It made one unable to resist wanting to smell it a few more times.

That scent was too wonderful; Nüwa almost couldn't help but drool.

Lin Xia looked at Nüwa, his vigilance increasing greatly.

"What are you doing?"

"Sister isn't doing anything."

Nüwa felt a tightness in her heart, afraid that Lin Xia would discover something.

She hurriedly widened her eyes, making a cute expression, looking innocent.

However, immediately afterward, her true purpose was exposed; she hugged Lin Xia and gave his little face a fierce rub.

Under the pincer attack of her two arms, Lin Xia looked helpless.

Damn it, the tormenting female demon.

If his strength weren't insufficient, he would have risen up to resist long ago.

Looking at Lin Xia's helpless and cute appearance.

Nüwa felt her heart was about to melt, and she smiled like a flower:

"This time Brother created the Demon Script and obtained great merit, it was all your credit; tell me, what reward do you want? Sister will promise you anything."

"I don't want any reward; as long as Sister can be happy, that is more important than anything."

Lin Xia said obediently. ===== CHAPTER 27 =====