Chapter 67: Have You Ever Divined for Yourself?

Father Mountain????

Fuxi and Nuwa stood there in a daze; what kind of relationship was this?

The Gourd Vine was a Supreme Innate Spiritual Root, and after taking human form, it was an Innate Sacred; what kind of existence could be worthy of being called Father Mountain by the other party?

After a moment of contemplation, the two looked at each other, a flash of shock passing through their eyes.

A Chaos Demon God!

Only a Chaos Demon God could be addressed in such a way by an Innate Sacred.

When they turned their heads to look at Tian Yuan, Fuxi and Nuwa frowned deeply again.

Countless Great Eras had passed since Pangu opened the heavens, and a Chaos Demon God would certainly possess more cultivation than what was currently before them.

Perhaps Tian Yuan had simply cultivated for a long time and had been guarding these Spiritual Roots on Mount Buzhou, and thus was addressed as such; that would be plausible.

However, in their view, this title would be even more fitting for the Mount Buzhou beneath them.

As the thought flashed through their minds, they immediately dismissed the speculation; Mount Buzhou stood tall between heaven and earth, bearing all things in the Primordial World, and it was absolutely impossible for it to take human form.

Besides, if Mount Buzhou were to take human form, how could they not know?

Frowning, Nuwa did not bother to dwell on it, her gaze shifting to the Creation Power shrouding the distance.

The physical body had already condensed, yet there was still so much Creation Power remaining; it was even more exaggerated than what she had experienced before.

Beside her, Fuxi tilted his head slightly, looking toward the direction of the Chaos Zixiao Palace; he thought of the Law Proving the Dao that Tian Yuan had mentioned earlier.

And his Divination Art, which could not uncover any information about the other party.

It was possible that Tian Yuan was truly a Chaos Demon God.

But looking at the other party's style of conduct, it did not resemble a Chaos Demon God at all, which gave Fuxi a headache.

Regardless, such an extraordinary figure was fit to be a Demon Emperor of the Demon Court.

Fuxi examined the Huluwa in Tian Yuan's arms, his heart filled with continuous praise.

His gaze swept over the waist, and the belt and gourd clearly were no ordinary spiritual treasures.

He vaguely remembered that this gourd seemed to be the last purple-black gourd, yet looking closely, it appeared different.

Watching the fading Creation Power, Nuwa grew somewhat anxious.

The Gourd Vine had successfully taken human form, and this Creation Power was born of heaven and earth, so it should naturally return to heaven and earth.

She wanted to go over and gain some insight, but felt it would be very presumptuous.

Fuxi saw what Nuwa was thinking and was about to speak, when he heard a "hum" sound from heaven and earth.

Immediately, Mysterious Yellow Qi surged above the firmament, Heavenly Flowers fell, Golden Lotuses sprang from the earth, countless tassels and mandalas hung down from the sky, and ethereal immortal music echoed in the air.

"Heaven and earth are celebrating, but this commotion is a bit too large." Fuxi looked toward the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Wherever his eyes reached, there were auspicious signs, and the entire Primordial World was stained with a layer of rosy light.

Tian Yuan was also stunned by the scene before him, followed by deep joy.

The Gourd Vine was his closest companion, and Tian Yuan felt genuinely happy.

Under their surprised gazes, a large mass of Mysterious Yellow Qi poured down from the firmament, all of it submerging into the body of the Huluwa in Tian Yuan's arms.

Instantly, Tian Yuan raised his eyes slightly, looking down at his feet in surprise and suspicion.

Will—he felt the will of Mount Buzhou, echoing with Huluwa.

Just as he had thought, the Gourd Vine absolutely played a very important role for Mount Buzhou.

Scanning the distance, Fuxi hurriedly and solemnly said, "Brother Daoist Tian Yuan, that Creation Power is about to fade, and it is a great opportunity for my younger sister; how about we, brother and sister, owe you a favor?"

The Tribulation Cloud had disappeared for a while now; if this Creation Power returned to heaven and earth, it would be a waste.

Hearing this, Nuwa also looked at Tian Yuan with a pleading expression.

Tian Yuan did not speak, but looked at the Huluwa in his arms.

"My physical body is already formed, it is useless to me; Father Mountain may decide!" Huluwa waved his hand, returning the decision to Tian Yuan.

Having finally taken human form after so many years, he still listened to Father Mountain.

Tian Yuan pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Since that is the case, please go ahead, Fellow Daoist!"

Tian Yuan was very clear about his own situation. In just these few breaths of time, the Creation Power was visibly fading; even if he went over, it would be of no use.

If Huluwa grasped the Law of Creation, he could also cultivate by borrowing Mount Buzhou when the Law manifested in the future.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Gourd, many thanks, Brother Daoist Tian Yuan!" Nuwa was overjoyed and thanked them repeatedly.

She then swooshed forward, plunging into the sparse Creation Power. Immediately, the Creation Power that was about to dissipate began to slowly converge toward the center.

"Fuxi thanks you both here; if there is anything you need from Fuxi in the future, just let me know." After speaking, Fuxi bowed deeply; he knew his younger sister's situation very well.

Laws were everywhere, but for them to be presented so directly before one's eyes was a massive opportunity for Nuwa.

"It is nothing!"

Tian Yuan waved his hand, looking indifferent; he was only thinking about studying Huluwa now.

As for the favor from the Fuxi siblings, the only thing he could use them for was to knock them out, pack them up, and take them away.

"If there is nothing else, Fellow Daoist, we shall part here!" Having said this, Tian Yuan prepared to leave with Huluwa.

Huluwa would certainly be able to bring him quite a few Laws, and the relationship between Huluwa and Mount Buzhou also made Tian Yuan very expectant.

Hearing this, Fuxi hurriedly shouted, "Brother Daoist Tian Yuan, wait a moment!"

Tian Yuan turned his head, his face showing confusion, and Huluwa, who was still holding Tian Yuan's arm, also looked over curiously.

Fuxi, who had walked up with quick steps, said with a solemn expression, "Brother Daoist, now that the Demon Court has been newly established and has received the recognition of heaven and earth, I have come to invite you, Brother Daoist, to be a Demon Emperor of the Demon Court and share in the Heaven and Earth Luck!"

Tian Yuan was stunned, looking at Fuxi strangely.

This fellow had come to find him, actually wanting to invite him to join the Demon Court.

The chaos of the Primordial World had already begun, and a battle between the Witch and Demon was inevitable; those with clear eyes were avoiding it as much as possible.

In the end, it was still the temptation of Luck; gathering Heaven and Earth Luck was indeed of great benefit to cultivation.

Tian Yuan did not answer, but instead asked with some curiosity: "Has fellow Daoist ever performed divination for yourself?"

In the Witch-Demon Calamity, the deaths of the Ancestral Witch, Di Jun, and Taiyi all occurred in the final decisive battle, yet there is not much introduction for the person before me.

Fuxi and Nuwa are both among the four sovereigns of the Demon Court, and are figures of great importance throughout the entire Demon Court.

Yet one only knows that he perished in the Witch-Demon Calamity, and was later saved by Nuwa, reincarnating as the Heavenly Sovereign, one of the Three Sovereigns of Humanity.

As for the specific process of his fall, there is not a single bit of description.

A person extremely skilled in the Divination Art must surely understand how to seek good fortune and avoid disaster better than the average person.

"This..." Fuxi was stunned; Tian Yuan's sudden question left him somewhat bewildered.

The Divination Art is inherently about stealing heavenly secrets; one can divine the heavens and the earth, but one cannot divine oneself.

Looking at the dazed Fuxi, Tian Yuan smiled: "I hope we can meet in a new environment next time."

As he spoke, Tian Yuan took Huluwa and vanished directly in front of Fuxi.

Fuxi came back to his senses and called out repeatedly: "Brother Daoist! Brother Daoist!"

The surroundings were deathly silent; where were the figures of Tian Yuan and Huluwa?

Fuxi was full of disappointment, but as he recalled Tian Yuan's words just now, his heart was once again filled with confusion.

A new environment?

"What did Brother Daoist Tian Yuan mean by this?" Fuxi scratched his head and fell into deep thought.

Tian Yuan seemed to know many things, giving him a feeling of being lost in the clouds.

"Brother!"

A slightly joyful voice startled Fuxi back to reality.

Turning his head to look, he saw Nuwa standing behind him with an excited expression.

"Did you gain a great harvest?" Looking Nuwa up and down, Fuxi also felt happy.

Nuwa nodded heavily, scanned the surroundings, and asked in a low voice: "Has Brother Daoist Tian Yuan already left?"

Fuxi sighed and said with a hint of regret: "He left quickly; I couldn't keep him."

As for Tian Yuan's strange words, he did not mention them to Nuwa.

"That is just as well!" Nuwa nodded heavily.

She did not want her brother to inexplicably drag Tian Yuan into the Demon Court, though she felt some regret that she could not thank the two of them in person again.

Fuxi shook his head and did not dwell on this topic further, and then the two turned into long rainbows and fled.

(End of this chapter)