Chapter 69: One of the Three Sovereigns: Confusion and Speculation (Seeking First Subscription)

Deep within the ancient city.

On the spacious yet gloomy street, Feng Yi gazed with deep eyes at the tall figure before him, countless thoughts surging in his mind, momentarily lost in thought.

Sui Ren Shi!

One of the Three Sovereigns of this realm's heavens, he is spoken of alongside Fuxi and Shennong, and at his peak was also a sovereign-level supreme being.

Because he laid down the eternal scheme of the Sovereignless Heavens, Sui Ren Shi, like Fuxi, divided himself into three, standing in past, present, and future; the figure before us is his present aspect, which may be called the Ancestral God Sui Ren Shi.

However, in this civilized era, the true Ancestral God Sui Ren Shi has long since perished; what stands before Feng Yi now is merely an obsession, manifested by the power of this dead city.

Of course, Feng Yi clearly understands that, because there is a passage to the world of death within the dead city, Sui Ren Shi's demise is not a true death, and he can still be reborn in the world of death.

And the reason the heavenly stele suppresses the passage within this dead city is precisely to conceal this secret.

With thoughts turning in his mind, Feng Yi clasped his hands before the tall figure before him and said, 'Greetings, Senior Sui Ren Shi.'

A gentle breeze stirred, lifting Sui Ren Shi's waist-length hair and revealing his evil-looking eyes.

No whites, no pupils—only two piercing green lights, like a vengeful ghost, making one's soul tremble involuntarily.

However, the moment that green-tinged gaze swept over, everyone felt as if every inch of their flesh and blood was laid bare.

It seemed as if, under Sui Ren Shi's green eyes, nobody had any secrets left.

Even when Feng Yi was swept by that green light, he subconsciously felt a chill in his heart, as if everything about him had been seen through.

But the next moment, the Fuxi Qin within him stirred slightly, automatically protecting its master; waves of zither music flowed around him, and the feeling of being completely seen through vanished.

As the zither notes sounded, Sui Ren Shi's gaze narrowed, and he instinctively looked toward Feng Yi.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice hoarse and low, like a dead man's utterance, yet containing some ineffable power: 'Fuxi.'

Before his words faded, seeing the many figures around him, Sui Ren Shi suddenly extended a hand like withered bone.

The next moment, strands of black mist appeared, spreading across the street, enveloping the two and obscuring everyone's sight.

Although they could no longer clearly see the figures of Sui Ren Shi and the other, nor hear their voices, everyone was stunned by the name spoken from Sui Ren Shi's mouth.

Fuxi!

One of the most mysterious ancestral gods of heaven and earth, he once created the Primordial Changes, also known as the Primordial Eight Trigrams; together with Shennong's Lianshan Changes and Xuanyuan's Guicang Changes, they are called the Three Changes.

As disciples of the various major powers, everyone is naturally familiar with the name of this ancestral god.

But just now, what did they hear?

The entity resembling Sui Ren Shi actually addressed the figure in dark robes as Fuxi!

Is that figure in dark robes the legendary Ancestral God Fuxi?

Were it not for the terrifying and bizarre scene before them, and were the Sui Ren Shi–like entity not immensely powerful, they might even think everything before them is a deception.

'So Fellow Daoist Feng's true identity is the legendary Human Ancestor Fuxi? No wonder!'

Gazing at the black mist spreading ahead, Lan Nuo's mind conjured the mystery and erudition of the robed figure within, a flicker of realization appearing in her eyes.

Behind Lan Nuo, Zhao Lin'er, her face concealed by a veil, had her eyes light up as if she had thought of something, a trace of deeply hidden ambition showing in her gaze.

Compared to the rest of the crowd, Xiao Chen's expression had not changed much.

He had already guessed this; the address from Sui Ren Shi before him merely confirmed his suspicion.

Within the black mist.

Sui Ren Shi stepped forward, came before Feng Yi, gazed at him for a moment, a hint of confusion in his eyes, and hoarsely said, 'Fuxi, you... you have been reincarnated?'

Shaking his head, Feng Yi spoke calmly: 'Senior Sui Ren Shi, I am not certain whether I am Fuxi either.'

As he said this, his heart stirred; an ancient, simple stone zither appeared above his head, emitting melodious notes that circled him, as if instinctively guarding him.

Pointing to the zither above his head, Feng Yi continued: 'I have no memories of Fuxi; I only possess this divine artifact that seems linked to my life essence—before, it was a yellow clay platform, and only because of certain special reasons did it become this form.'

"Yellow Clay Platform"

A low voice sounded; Sui Ren Shi carefully gazed at the Fuxi Qin for a moment, then looked at Feng Yi, and muttered to himself, 'Indeed it is the aura of Fuxi—could it be that his original transformation encountered some mishap?'

Having said that, he looked again at Feng Yi, and his hoarse voice rang out once more: 'You have no memories of Fuxi; how can you recognize me as Sui Ren?'

A fitting hint of bewilderment appeared on Feng Yi's face, then he said: 'Senior Sui Ren Shi, although I lack Fuxi's memories, I instinctively know many secrets of this heaven and earth; the moment I saw you, I instinctively felt you are the legendary Sui Ren Shi.'

Everything Feng Yi said is true; he indeed lacks the memories of this realm's Fuxi, yet he understands many secrets of this realm's heavens.

Furthermore, upon seeing the figure before him, Feng Yi merely guessed, based on the original work he had read, that the other was Sui Ren Shi, and could not truly confirm it.

As for how the Sui Ren Shi before him understands things, that is his own affair.

"Is that so?"

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Sui Ren Shi lowered his head to ponder for a moment, his eyes showing an incomprehending expression, then he sighed and said, 'Perhaps Fuxi's transformation truly encountered a great mishap, therefore.'

"However, Fuxi is the most skilled among us in deducing heavenly secrets, and the deepest researcher of the decrees of fate; perhaps all of this lies within his expectations."

Having said that, gazing at the calm youth before him, Sui Ren Shi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said, 'Having heard that your very existence might be some scheme of Fuxi, or even his reincarnation, aren't you worried at all?'

Shaking his head, Feng Yi's face showed a faint smile, and he said calmly, 'I do not reject becoming Fuxi; indeed I have always felt that I am Fuxi myself.'

That remains the same: even if future changes arise, they are for his future self to consider; Feng Yi now need only continually improve his cultivation, and he has never dwelled on this matter.

With thoughts turning in his mind, Feng Yi's spirit seemed to split into two parts: one communing with Sui Ren Shi before him, the other sinking deep within his body to sense his own changes.

As he conversed with Sui Ren Shi, his innate spiritual light trembled slightly; he felt a lofty concept dissolve and merge completely with himself, making his capacity to accommodate the stature of Fuxi seem to advance another step.

On the other side, hearing Feng Yi's words, Sui Ren Shi's gaze narrowed; he sensed that something special had occurred on Feng Yi's person, making him feel ever more familiar.

After a good while, Sui Ren Shi finally came to his senses and whispered, 'Indeed it is Fuxi!'

Having said that, his gaze toward Feng Yi softened somewhat, vaguely feeling like looking at a companion, and he said, 'If so, then what brings you to this dead city today?'

(End of chapter)