Chapter 545

There is not a shred of a Saint's demeanor about them.

"Get lost."

Watching these two old geezers acting all intimate,

Lin Xia felt goosebumps rising; he raised a foot and kicked them both flying.

Seeing Lin Xia's disgusted expression, Nüwa found it exceptionally amusing and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

So, even her brother, who was always mischievous and unflappable, had moments of such speechless frustration.

Watching Jieyin and Zhunti suddenly get kicked out, the humans outside the Saint Emperor Palace were instantly dumbfounded.

This... they were kicked out?

Even Saints can be kicked flying?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it, even if they died.

It seems that when the Holy Venerable loses his temper, even Saints can't handle it.

Watching Zhunti stand up, looking as aggrieved as a young daughter-in-law, the onlookers couldn't help but chuckle.

However, Jieyin and Zhunti were still not reconciled.

Jieyin stepped forward and called out through the air.

"Fellow Daoist Lin Xia, we did not come today with any ulterior motives, but to assist the human race."

"The position of Saint Teacher to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors is no small matter."

"In any case, our Saint lineage must occupy one of these spots."

Zhunti also spoke up:

"Fellow Daoist Lin Xia, think thrice before you act; it is not too late to redistribute the positions now."

The two took turns, bombarding the palace with their words.

Finally, an impatient voice came from within the Saint Emperor Palace.

"The position of Saint Teacher is already decided. If you continue to pester me, don't blame me if I make it so you can never return to Mount Sumeru."

Hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti immediately fell silent.

They naturally didn't think Lin Xia was joking; recalling his terrifying combat power, they felt a chill in their hearts.

With no other choice, they had to slink away.

Under the infusion of luck from Laozi and Yuanshi, the human race flourished even more.

Strands of luck converged, enveloping many human tribes.

One day, in the Huaxu tribe of the human race.

A loud, clear cry broke the tribe's tranquility.

Above the firmament, ten thousand rays of light appeared, and the sound of a dragon's roar echoed.

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Golden holy light descended like rain, imbuing the entire tribe with an endless sense of holiness.

Above the void, many more auspicious signs emerged.

The human beings were startled, and the tribe's leader followed the signs to investigate.

They discovered that the baby's crying was coming from a wooden hut beside the Chengji River.

The signs in the void were precisely caused by the baby's birth.

The owner of this wooden hut was none other than Huaxu.

Over a dozen years ago, Huaxu had gone to play in a place called Thunder Marsh, where she accidentally saw a giant footprint. Out of a young girl's curiosity, she stepped into it, and upon returning, she found herself pregnant.

She then suffered the exclusion and cold glares of her clansmen.

Furthermore, because the baby could not be born for so long, it invited countless rumors and gossip.

Under such pressure, in order for the baby to be born smoothly, Huaxu had no choice but to move to a remote area and live alone.

Unexpectedly, after a twelve-year pregnancy, the baby was finally born.

What surprised the humans nearby even more was that after the baby was born, the auspicious signs did not disappear; instead, they became even more magnificent.

Auspicious clouds filled the sky, and purple energy surged.

The phantom of a golden dragon appeared faintly, spraying clouds and mist amidst the boundless sea of clouds.

Even more shocking was that a dragon-turtle suddenly swam over from the river.

With a dragon's head and a turtle's body, looking majestic and awe-inspiring, it was none other than Baxia, known as one of the nine sons of the dragon.

This dragon-turtle had been sent by Lin Xia.

As the Ren Sect flourished, the influence of the human race spread across the entire Honghuang land, rivers, lakes, and seas.

The Azure Dragon, a great power of the dragon race, had submitted to the Ren Sect and become one of the four great divine beasts of the human race.

The weaker dragon clans residing in the rivers, hearing the news, all bowed their heads and submitted to the Ren Sect.

They usually called for wind and rain, protecting the human race in their respective regions.

Therefore, the dragon race now held a very high status in the hearts of ordinary human beings.

They were revered by the humans as divine beasts.

Seeing Baxia appear, the humans of the tribe dared not be negligent and bowed in salute.

Baxia's gaze was like lightning, scanning the humans; it nodded slowly and then spoke in human language:

"I have come under the order of the Holy Venerable. Huaxu, come out quickly to receive the decree."

Hearing that it was on Lin Xia's order, the humans were even more shaken, and they all turned their eyes toward the wooden hut.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the wooden door opened, and a pale-faced Huaxu walked out, holding the baby in her arms.

The baby's cry was loud, vibrating across the wilderness.

"Huaxu receives the decree."

Huaxu knelt and bowed.

Baxia said slowly:

"In the Huaxu tribe, a monarch of holy virtue has been born, who will lead the human race to prosperity."

"I am specially bestowing a spiritual treasure for protection."

As soon as the words fell, a golden light rose from Baxia's turtle shell and flew onto the baby's body.

It was the River Map and Luo Book, along with a mysterious piece of turtle shell.

With the destruction of the Heavenly Court and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi cast into reincarnation, their spiritual treasures had fallen into Lin Xia's hands.

This River Map and Luo Book was one of them.

On the turtle shell were engraved mysterious Dao patterns, complex and profound, shining brightly, as if containing the infinite mysteries of the Great Dao.

These Dao patterns were carved by Lin Xia himself, and what was written within were the ways of Taiji, Yin-Yang, Five Elements, and Eight Trigrams.

Under the blessing of powerful Dao principles, the turtle shell directly evolved into a supreme defensive treasure.

After completing its mission, Baxia sank into the river water and fled into the distance.

Leaving only Huaxu and the humans of the tribe, all looking dazed.

They stared in the direction of the river, lost in thought.

Subsequently, a huge sensation broke out among the surrounding human tribes.

The River Map and Luo Book have appeared, and a holy monarch has been born.

Countless human beings believed this prophecy without doubt.

After all, in the hearts of countless humans, Lin Xia was a supreme existence.

Since the dragon-turtle was acting on Lin Xia's order, there could naturally be no mistake.

Meanwhile, in the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, a look of joy appearing on his face.

Clearly, he had sensed that Fuxi had been born.

"The human sage has descended into the world. You two, go to the human race immediately and bring him back!"

Hongjun glanced at Laozi and Yuanshi and gave this order.

Hearing Hongjun's words, Yuanshi's expression brightened, and he hurriedly bowed in agreement.

Without hesitation, his figure moved, and he disappeared from the Zixiao Palace.

Descending upon the human race, the two of them spread out their vast divine senses, sensing the auras within the human tribe.

They knew that a human sage must be born with destiny upon them.

After all, he was born in response to destiny itself.