Chapter 102: The Destiny Dragon of the Dragon Clan, the Void Phoenix of the Phoenix Clan

“Fu Xi is not only unparalleled in the art of celestial mechanics—he’s also a master of the Dao of mooching!”

Xiang Xuanqing witnessed the entire process of Fu Xi mooching the Qilin Kings.

What kind of nonsense is this “mooching” Dao?

“Pinduoduo Sky-Breaking Squad” is way too unorthodox!

All the planning beforehand—merit, Earth-Metal Dao, grand creation—it was all just to prepare the brother and sister for opening heaven.

When the brother and sister open heaven, the mooched Qilin Kings will not only provide manpower and effort, they’ll probably even thank Fu Xi afterward.

“But then again, even if Fu Xi is mooching, this ‘mooching’ Dao seems to actually have something to it.”

Xiang Xuanqing carefully deduced it: using the Mooching Dao to form a “Sky-Breaking Squad” and then mooch off the sky-opening project is entirely feasible.

Taking this example of Fu Xi and Nv Wa opening heaven—if the Qilin Kings truly contributed greatly during the Sky-Breaking Divine-Monster Calamity, and one or several Qilin willingly transformed into heavenly pillars to become part of the new cosmos, Nv Wa has no reason to refuse.

Even if the Qilin proposed to create countless Da Qian Worlds to contribute bricks and mortar to the new cosmos, Nv Wa would likely agree.

After all, this strengthens the world’s foundation and simplifies the colossal sky-opening project, letting her enjoy leisure—whose deal wouldn’t be this good?

And what do the Qilin gain?

Besides the “one stone, four birds” the Qilin Kings just summarized, there’s also the chance they might get a free win.

Nv Wa’s ascent to Da Luo is a foregone conclusion; whether the world she opens is a Da Luo universe or not, it will inevitably become part of her Da Luo Dao Fruit.

In other words, the “Sky-Breaking Squad” mooching the opportunity—especially those Qilin Kings who sacrificed themselves to become heavenly pillars or worlds—once integrated into a Da Luo universe, aren’t they effectively becoming part of the Da Luo Dao Fruit?

Even if this possibility is purely theoretical and carries immense uncertainty in practical verification.

But at least it’s an opportunity, isn’t it?

If it succeeds, they’ll truly profit.

A brief loss of freedom, if traded for a one-in-a-billion chance at a Da Luo opportunity—these Qilin Kings, even if they knew it was a trap, would still happily jump in.

Just consider it an investment in Nv Wa.

Either way, they’re guaranteed profit.

But Fu Xi and Nv Wa profit far more.

“This kind of mooching creation, this alternative path to cultivation—it still feels strange,” Xiang Xuanqing mused.

Fail to become Da Luo, yet become part of a Da Luo Dao Fruit?

This alternative path to cultivation is indeed too abstract.

Imagine if, in the future, the Da Luo deities hold a competition.

Mo Zu Luo Hou declares himself the progenitor of demonic Dao and stakes his claim for the title of Greatest Da Luo.

Hong Jun says, “Ask any street in Baiyu Jing—who’s the daddy? I’ve got no problem claiming it too.”

Yang Mei says, as the top dog of the primordial spirit-root realm, he’s also quite outstanding.

A host of primordial deities step forward.

Then, after Nv Wa finishes her speech.

The Pinduoduo Sky-Breaking Squad, having become part of the Dao Fruit, steps onto the stage and wins the title of Greatest Da Luo!

Xiang Xuanqing has already prepared their award speech: “Alternative cultivation is still cultivation; even one-in-a-billion of a Da Luo Dao Fruit is still Da Luo. The Sky-Breaking Squad has labored mightily—they deserve the title ‘Outstanding.’”

Doesn’t matter how abstract it is—just tell me, did it work or not?

No matter the final outcome, it’s definitely entertaining.

“I’m genuinely looking forward to it,” Xiang Xuanqing said, as his deductions grew funnier by the moment.

To have conceived such an abstract concept—Fu Xi truly lives up to being the chosen head of Taiwei Hall!

“Moreover, if they really join the Pinduoduo Sky-Breaking Squad, I might benefit too.”

Xiang Xuanqing thought for a moment: setting aside the Unorthodox Dao Fruit for now, promoting the Sky-Breaking Merit is also beneficial to him.

After all, Xuan Huang Merit was his invention.

Merit Dao is still Dao; with everyone pooling their efforts, this path grows ever more vibrant.

The more it flourishes, the greater the Dao’s return to its founder.

“Qilin step in, everyone benefits—excellent!”

“I always said the more unorthodox the method, the better the result!”

“To sustain Hong Huang’s vitality, we must rely on Taiwei Hall!”

Xiang Xuanqing sincerely praised Fu Xi.

Though they were not in the same time-space and Fu Xi couldn’t hear him, Xiang Xuanqing believed he could feel it.

In the Chaos.

Fu Xi continued opening heaven, guiding the Qilin Kings in “mooching” Dao simulations.

Of course, he didn’t make too much noise—opening only Da Qian Worlds, at most crafting low-tier divine-monster universes.

Sensing someone muttering about him, Fu Xi fired a blind shot—and guessed the mastermind correctly.

“Who’s muttering about me? It’s definitely Ji Du!”

“I’m working so hard—Ji Du definitely isn’t idle; he’s probably hiding in some corner, plotting something!”

Relying on his understanding of Xiang Xuanqing, Fu Xi guessed that after so long without causing trouble, the other must be hoarding a big scheme waiting for him.

“But it doesn’t matter—my net is already woven. Let’s see who wins, hah!”

The Qilin Kings, savoring the “big pie” Fu Xi described, cooperated happily.

Their roles were clearly divided: those who blocked the sky-opening calamity blocked it, those who transformed into pillars transformed, those who created worlds created them…

Their coordination was flawless; they grew increasingly skilled in the sky-opening project—soon, under the leadership of [Wuji Shenjun], they’d be certified and ready for duty.

“This is all creation!”

Fu Xi smiled faintly.

“That shameless bastard.”

Having observed the Qilin’s movements closely, Xiang Xuanqing turned his attention to the Dragon Clan.

The situation with the Dragon Clan matched what the Green-Robed Dragon God [Da Siming] had reported: Zu Long bore the entire burden of reproduction, while 90% of other affairs were handled by the Dragon Clan Wanshendian. The Turtle Chancellor performed steadily, and all Dragon Clan governance ran smoothly under his hands.

He even had time to tinker with strange and bizarre research in Qiandian Palace.

The Second Ancestor, Qinglong, guarded the First Main Divine Hall; the Third Ancestor, Yinglong, managed logistics; the Fourth Ancestor, Bai Long, had never left the Destiny Divine Hall.

“Indeed, the orthodox use of the Three Lives Stone cannot reveal the Destiny Divine Hall.”

Xiang Xuanqing stared at the image of the Dragon Clan’s Destiny Divine Hall.

The Dragon Clan had many oddities: the “Dragon Clan First Research Institute,” Qiandian Palace, was one; the “Dragon Clan’s Greatest Treasury,” Wuliang Hai Zang, was another; and now this Destiny Divine Hall was yet another.

Zu Long swore the Dragon Clan had a Fourth Ancestor; Qinglong confirmed it; Yinglong confirmed it too.

Though Bai Long never appeared at the Dragon Clan Wanshen Assembly, he was always mentioned at every meeting.

And this Destiny Divine Hall was indeed operational.

Yet, aside from the descriptions of the three Ancestors, no one had ever seen this Fourth Ancestor.

Not even Xiang Xuanqing’s various minor identities within the Dragon Clan had ever seen what this Destiny Dragon looked like.

Even the Dragon Clan’s most trusted ministers had never seen the Destiny Dragon.

By the way, Xiang Xuanqing’s largest minor identity within the Dragon Clan was the Dragon God [Da Siming], residing in Yunmeng Marsh.

And Da Siming’s official post was actually under the Destiny Divine Hall.

Unfortunately, even Da Siming had never seen the Destiny Dragon.

“No matter how I deduce it, this dragon simply doesn’t exist—yet Zu Long swears the Dragon Clan has this ‘Fourth Ancestor.’”

Xiang Xuanqing’s gaze fixed on the Destiny Divine Hall; his thoughts churned again: “Perhaps the Dragon Clan truly has no Fourth Ancestor—but Zu Long and the others are scheming to forge a Destiny Dao Fruit, so they invented the Fourth Ancestor, Bai Long?”

“If so, as long as every member of the Dragon Clan believes in the Destiny Dragon, and even builds a Destiny Dragon God system around it, they could very well make the nonexistent real.”

Turning falsehood into truth is a common tactic among primordial deities.

If this Fourth Ancestor is indeed a colossal lie, the Dragon Clan’s greatest “turn falsehood into truth” scheme, then even Xiang Xuanqing himself had been fooled.

After all, he created the [Da Siming] identity precisely because he was curious about this Destiny Dragon and wanted to investigate.

And even now, though he suspects, he cannot go verify it.

As long as the Dragon Clan’s Destiny Divine Hall remains closed, this Destiny Dragon exists.

“Zu Long really hacked the system.”

Xiang Xuanqing shook his head—the Dragon Clan’s mystery of the White Dragon was no different from the Phoenix Clan’s.

Because if you only judged by name, the Phoenix Clan should have at least two Ancestors—Yuan Huang and Yuan Feng.

One female, one male!

Only then would it conform to the principle of Yin and Yang.

But in reality, the Phoenix Clan has no deity named “Yuan Feng.”

Yet the clan is still called the Phoenix Clan, and indeed, males are Feng, females are Huang.

The only Ancestor of the Phoenix Clan is Yuan Huang herself.

Beyond that, you have other Ancestors like Qing Luan and Zhu Que.

In Hong Huang, the concept of “Feng” cannot be tied to any specific ancestral deity—it can only correspond to Yuan Huang.

So Xiang Xuanqing has long suspected that from the very name “Phoenix Clan,” the concept of “Feng” was also a grand experiment in turning falsehood into truth by Yuan Huang.

After all, in Tian Nan Volcano, there are both Feng and Huang, and they’re one race—no one is as idle as Xiang Xuanqing to investigate how many Ancestors they really have.

Then one day, “Yuan Feng” will become real, springing out from some hidden corner, and the Phoenix Clan gains another peerless powerhouse!

“Destiny Dragon, Void Phoenix—Long Feng are always paired. I refuse to believe Hong Huang Zhen Jie has such a coincidence!”

Based on his understanding of Zu Long and Yuan Huang, these two are absolutely capable of such a scheme.

Otherwise, how could you have encountered these two during the initial screening of the Weiyuan gods?

As for the Primordial Qilin, sorry, Xiang Xuanqing doesn’t know him at all.

The Primordial Qilin hides every day in Buzhou Mountain.

And Buzhou Mountain is the most peculiar place on Hong Huang’s land, where Pangu’s Dao pressure is terrifyingly strong—equal to that of the Sun and Moon stars.

Xiang Xuanqing finds it hard to even approach him for a chat.

He can only send a few alt accounts to probe the situation.

“But this Primordial Qilin is definitely up to something.”

Xiang Xuanqing aimed the Three Lives Stone at the spacetime where Buzhou Mountain lies; he could see the Qilin Sacred Cliff and the Qilin Divine Tree, but not the Qilin ancestral lands.

“Hiding himself away all day—if this isn’t suspicious, then something’s wrong.”

“Carrying heaven and bearing earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth—bearing…”

Xiang Xuanqing lowered his head in thought: could the Primordial Qilin have acquired the legacy of the Qian Kun Demon God?

But that doesn’t make sense—the Qian Kun Cauldron in the Qian Kun Immortal’s hands isn’t fake.

“And then there’s the Dao Fruit of the Shen Cang Demon God. The Dark Demon God said that finding the Qian Kun Demon God would surely lead to the Shen Cang Dao Fruit.”

A flash of insight struck Xiang Xuanqing—he deduced another possibility.

“Perhaps both Dao Fruits are in the Primordial Qilin’s hands!”

“He stays in Buzhou Mountain every day—first, to use Buzhou Mountain’s power to sever all causal calculations from others; second, to match the ‘hiding’ in Shen Cang Dao Fruit; and third…”

“Uses the Qian Kun Cauldron to create a Qian Kun Immortal avatar to step onto the stage, while he himself lurks in the shadows, controlling everything?”

“Hss~~”

The more Xiang Xuanqing deduced, the clearer the final conclusion became.

“Then what does this ‘bearing’ signify?”

Surely the Primordial Qilin’s purpose isn’t just because he’s spent too long in Buzhou Mountain and wants to hold up heaven and stand on earth?

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