Chapter 210: with translation of chapter title

Fu Shang, son of Dao Venerable Fu Min, was honored by the myriad races as the Crown Prince of Qi Ming.

He inherited Dao Venerable Fu Min's talent; his strength was still considerable, but his personality was extremely naive and weak, and moreover abnormally foolish.

He held the naive belief that 'I treat the myriad races as Fuxi, and the myriad races regard me as kin,' believing that all races are equal, that there should be no hierarchy among them, and that they should be treated impartially.

Even when facing conflict between the Fuxi clan and other races, Fu Shang believed that his clan, as the leader of the myriad races, should proactively yield.

At that time, the Six Paths of Reincarnation were established, and Dao Venerable Fu Min's might overwhelmed the entire universe, to the point that even the Dao gods dared not descend.

However, when the gods and demons who had wreaked havoc in all directions were causing chaos, as his son and his heir, Fu Shang not only failed to help his father, but actively sheltered those chaotic gods and demons, allowing them to reincarnate into the Fuxi clan through the Six Paths of Reincarnation and be reborn under his command.

It was precisely these gods and demons reincarnated into the Fuxi clan who deciphered many of the clan's techniques and divine abilities, and even took the initiative to attack the Fuxi clan, becoming a crucial factor in its downfall.

They possessed Fuxi's bloodline, yet they were never truly Fuxi.

After Dao Venerable Fu Min's passing, the Primordial God King, the Innate Demon Gods, Heaven, and the mighty of the myriad races emerged one after another, forming alliances and continually targeting the Fuxi clan.

However, at that time the Fuxi clan remained the most powerful race in the universe, with allies such as the Lei Ze and Hua Xu clans, aided by the sovereigns who jointly established the Six Paths of Reincarnation with Dao Venerable Fu Min, and possessing various contingency plans left by Dao Venerable Fu Min; it was not without the strength to fight.

But as the crown prince of Dao Venerable Fu Min and the leader of the Fuxi clan, Fu Shang displayed an extreme weakness in his character, appearing somewhat at a loss in the face of this situation.

He not only failed to immediately employ iron-blooded measures to suppress everything, but instead actively apologized on behalf of the Fuxi clan to all the races.

It was precisely this weak action of his that caused the prestige the Fuxi clan had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years since the Earth Chronicle era to be completely lost, allowing the major powers to see the clan's weakness and decline.

The Four-Faced Gods and other Dao gods, acting as behind-the-scenes manipulators, along with Heaven, the Innate Black Emperors and other forces, seized the opportunity to sever the void realm, perform blood sacrifices on the Six Paths realm, seal the Fuxi bloodline, and lead all the races in rebellion, causing the Fuxi clan to collapse completely.

Six Paths of Reincarnation

By the present era, true Fuxi no longer exists; only humanity remains.

Dao Venerable Fu Min brought the Fuxi clan to a true zenith, but as his son, Fu Shang directly ruined the clan, becoming the sinner responsible for the Fuxi clan's downfall—truly ironic to the extreme.

Primordial Gods and Demons

After hearing Feng Yi's narration, Xin Huo leapt up, the fiery red hair on its head seeming to ignite instantly.

It angrily exclaimed, 'What trash! How could the Fuxi clan, which fought heaven and earth, produce such trash? It infuriates me!'

Saying that, it continued to jump resentfully on Zhong Yue's head, almost setting his hair alight.

Zhong Yue paid no heed to Xin Huo's movements, instead standing there in a daze, his heart also filled with sorrow.

He never imagined that such a glorious Fuxi clan would ultimately decline because of his own clan's former chieftain's son.

Earth Chronicle Era

Earth Emperor Heavenly Emperor

Emperor Xi

Crown Prince Fu Shang

Fu Shang might merely be a somewhat short-sighted and foolish good person; if he were an ordinary person, his personality would actually not be much of a problem.

But as the son of Dao Venerable Fu Min and the future heir of the Fuxi clan, his character and wisdom are completely mismatched with his position.

What this world fears most is someone like Fu Shang, who possesses a saintly heart yet is extremely foolish without realizing it, holding a high position.

Because his foolishness would not only doom himself, but even doom his own race.

Fu Min Dao Zun's strength is immensely powerful, even the Dao God must avoid his edge, but his education of his own son is a failure.

Perhaps it is precisely because Fu Min Dao Zun is too strong—strong enough that one person can suppress the universe, strong enough that while he lives, all major powers behave honestly, daring not to have the slightest ulterior motive, causing the Fuxi clan to lose their sense of crisis, which is how such a naive crown prince as Fu Shang could appear.

As the ancients said, forgetting war brings danger, which is not without reason.

His thoughts turned, and after a moment, Feng Yi regained his composure, directing his gaze to the nearby youth with a dragon's head and human body.

Zhong Yue was still immersed in the history of the Fuxi clan when he noticed that Xi Huang before him had turned his gaze onto himself; he respectfully performed a salute and said, "Zhong Shan clan's Zhong Yue, I pay respects to the ancestor!"

Speaking to this point, thinking of his current appearance, he hurriedly explained, "Ancestor, I am also human; my present state is due to the essence and qi of the Longxiang demon god within my body, so..."

"The youth of the Zhong Shan clan needs no explanation; I understand."

Feng Yi slightly raised his hand, halting the youth's movement, then smiled and said, "Although my cultivation is gone now, I can still recognize the youth of our Fuxi clan."

Upon hearing the ancestor before him call him the youth of the Fuxi clan, Zhong Yue was slightly startled, and an indescribable emotion rose in his heart.

Feng Yi directed his gaze onto Xin Huo and said, "Xin Huo, is this youth of the Zhong Shan clan the inheritor of Xin Huo for this generation?"

Speaking, Feng Yi carefully examined Zhong Yue up and down, then smiled and said, "Not bad, you have actually chosen a decent inheritor this time; his future will certainly not be inferior to the Fuxi clan's past inheritors, and even surpassing the predecessors is not impossible."

"Paoxi clan, you are mistaken."

Xin Huo shook his head and said, "Young Zhong is not the Xin Huo inheritor I am seeking; his Fuxi bloodline is too thin; I am merely following him temporarily, guiding his cultivation, so that he may help me find a pure-blooded Fuxi to be the true Xin Huo inheritor."

Upon hearing Xin Huo's words, Zhong Yue's expression dimmed slightly, but he did not say much more.

Being able to meet Xin Huo and receive part of the inheritance he imparted already makes him feel very fortunate; how could he dare ask for more?

As Xin Huo said, he is not a pure-blooded Fuxi, but merely a half-Fuxi.

"Xin Huo, you are wrong!"

The thought in Zhong Yue's heart had not yet fully settled when a gentle yet firm voice sounded: "Fuxi has nothing to do with bloodline; it is a pioneering spirit, an unyielding fighting will, a supreme will to fight against heaven, earth, the myriad gods, and all tribes; this is the true Fuxi passed down through generations."

"Even if the bloodline is sealed, as long as one possesses this spirit, one is a true Fuxi!"

"I see that this youth of the Zhong Shan clan possesses this spirit; he is the youth of our Fuxi clan, a true Fuxi!"

The voice echoed in Zhong Yue's ears, causing his mind and spirit to tremble, and the bloodline within his body faintly resonated with it.

Zhong Yue gazed somewhat absent-mindedly at the Xi Huang's figure before him, endless thoughts surged in his heart, and he felt a sense of being acknowledged.

Since hearing from Xin Huo about the history of the Fuxi clan and learning of the glorious deeds of the many Earth Sovereign Heavenly Emperors of the Fuxi clan, he has always felt proud and honored to be a member of the Fuxi clan.

However, his bloodline is not pure, and Xin Huo does not acknowledge him as a Fuxi, only recognizing him as a half-Fuxi.

But now, the ancestor of the Fuxi clan, the Earth Sovereign Heavenly Emperor who opened the Earth Record era, Xi Huang, personally acknowledged him as a youth of the Fuxi clan, acknowledged him as a true Fuxi, making him feel extraordinarily satisfied.

This is recognition of identity, the resting place of the spirit.

From today onward, he too is a true Fuxi!

'This

Upon hearing Feng Yi's words, Xin Huo was stunned for a moment, and his face showed a conflicted expression.

"Hehe."

Seeing this, Feng Yi smiled, and his tone shifted as he said: "Fu Shang still exists in the world; his body possesses pure Fuxi bloodline, and within the Purple Star Domain there are also beings with Fuxi bloodline. Some are gods and demons who have reincarnated into the Fuxi clan; some have chosen to submit, to kneel as Fuxi. Are they true Fuxi? Will you choose them as inheritors?"

Xin Huo shook its head; it certainly would not choose these people.

One who kneels as Fuxi is no longer Fuxi.

Feng Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he continued: "Exactly, my body is also in a sealed state; the Fuxi bloodline is even less unsealed than that of this Zhongshan Clan youth. Am I not Fuxi then?"

Xin Huo startled, then quickly shook its head.

The Pao Xi Clan before him is the origin of the Fuxi clan; the Fuxi bloodline and spirit originate from it.

If even that is not considered Fuxi, then who in the world can be called Fuxi?

"That's right."

Feng Yi spoke in a relaxed tone: "Xin Huo, don't be overly obsessed with bloodline; a sealed Fuxi is still Fuxi. As long as one possesses the Fuxi spirit, I see this Zhongshan Clan youth as the most suitable Xin Huo inheritor of this generation."

After a moment of silence, Xin Huo said: "But no matter what, Zhong Xiaozi is not pure-blooded Fuxi, and he should not bear the burden of the Fuxi clan."

Through the previous account, Xin Huo has understood the crisis facing the Fuxi clan today; although it has not yet taken Zhong Yue as its inheritor, it regards him as a friend and does not wish him to bear such a burden.

Hearing Xin Huo's words, Feng Yi shook his head, his expression solemn as he said: "Xin Huo, as a youth of our Fuxi clan, this is an inescapable responsibility for him; moreover, how do you know he would fear bearing this?"

Saying this, Feng Yi turned his gaze to Zhong Yue, his tone solemn as he said: "Youth of the Zhongshan Clan, descendant of our Fuxi clan, are you afraid?"

On the other side, listening to his ancestor's words, Zhong Yue felt his blood constantly boiling.

He had never before understood the meaning of Fuxi so deeply at this moment, nor had he ever felt such a sense of self-identity.

Hearing his ancestor's question, Zhong Yue replied with a determined expression: "Ancestor, I am not afraid; Fuxi never fears!"

(End of chapter)