Chapter 9: I am not yet Fuxi

Greetings, Senior Primordial Dragon!

Seeing the Primordial Dragon before him temporarily regain his sanity and gain his own consciousness, Fengyi clasped his hands and spoke calmly: "My name is Fengyi, and I am not Fuxi now!"

As a transmigrator who has read many novels and mythological tales, Fengyi is quite well-informed; after experiencing many coincidences following his transmigration, he naturally has some guesses about his origin.

But whether he was selected as someone similar to seeking emptiness through reduction, or an alternate-world counterpart, or even directly a reincarnation of Fuxi, all of this is currently uncertain.

At least for now, he is merely the transmigrator from Blue Star, Fengyi.

As for whether he will become Fuxi in the future, inherit Fuxi's legacy and become the second Fuxi, that is all a matter for the future!

Of course, Fengyi will not refuse to inherit Fuxi's legacy and walk Fuxi's path.

Whatever fate is arranged, whatever lack of freedom, are all nonsense.

Not to mention that he currently has no right to refuse; this is something he will only need to consider after he truly grows up and reaches a certain cultivation level in the future, so we can leave it to his future self to worry about.

Moreover, this is an opportunity countless people desire but cannot obtain; having long passed the age of adolescent angst, Fengyi will not affectingly refuse it.

He currently lacks the capital to say "My fate is in my own hands, not heaven's."

Once he truly grows up and becomes the strongest existence in all heavens, when he says he is Fuxi, he is Fuxi; when he says he is not Fuxi, he is not Fuxi; who would dare oppose, who could oppose.

To truly act as one pleases, one needs genuine strength as support; strength is the foundation of everything, and Fengyi deeply understands this.

"Not Fuxi."

"Fengyi."

He glanced at the Yellow Clay Altar before him and the mysterious eight-trigram diagram on it that he could not truly make out, then gazed deeply at the man before him, and the Primordial Dragon softly asked: "Is that so?"

"Hmm."

Fengyi calmly nodded, his expression unchanged by the other's gaze.

Indeed, that is the case now.

As for future matters, his future self will worry about them; what does it have to do with his present self!

But Fengyi's expression did not change, while Xiao Chen not far away stood frozen on the spot, as if struck by lightning, completely losing his ability to think.

What did he just hear?

This Primordial Dragon senior who emerged from the Purple Jade Bracelet, calls Elder Brother Fengyi Fuxi?

Fuxi?

Fuxi!!!

As a citizen of the Nine Provinces, even though he was born in this remote village, that name is thunderously familiar to him.

He is one of the human ancestors of the Nine Provinces, the cultural progenitor of the Nine Provinces, one of the greatest figures in heaven and earth, and can even be considered the ancestor of the myriad human races of the Nine Provinces.

In other words, this mysterious Elder Brother Fengyi could also be considered his ancestor.

As his thoughts turned, Xiao Chen's mind surfaced with the other's name: Fengyi.

It is said that the human ancestor Fuxi bears the Feng surname; he observed the phenomena of heaven, examined the laws of earth, studied the patterns of birds and beasts suitable to the land, took from nearby things and distant objects, combined the yin and yang of heaven and earth, the changes of the four seasons, first created the Innate Eight Trigrams, and expounded the operational principles of the source of all things in heaven and earth, thus being the origin of the Yi.

No wonder Elder Brother Fengyi's name is Fengyi?

At the same time, Xiao Chen also thought of how the other is skilled in divination, understands many secrets of heaven and earth, and possesses a mysterious Yellow Clay Altar etched with the Innate Eight Trigrams.

This?

Too coincidental!

Could it be that Elder Brother Fengyi really is that cultural progenitor, the human ancestor Fuxi?

Could this ancestor actually still be alive? He's practically a living fossil!

More importantly, I actually became sworn brothers with him?

This is simply too crazy!

For a moment, Xiao Chen felt his worldview completely refreshed, and even his thoughts seemed to become chaotic.

Meanwhile, the Primordial Dragon and Fengyi paid no attention to Xiao Chen's emotional shift.

He glanced at the many Innate Trigrams enveloping the small courtyard, sensed the profound Great Dao contained within, and noticed the changes in the whole courtyard; the Primordial Dragon's eyes involuntarily showed a hint of astonishment.

After a while, she turned to Fengyi and softly said: "Thank you, Fuxi Fengyi Dao Friend, for your help; your methods are profound, actually able to gather the fragments of my lingering spiritual imprint from past ages, briefly restore my sanity, and create this special environment, truly astonishing."

"Senior, you overpraise me!"

He waved his hand, Fengyi pointed to the Yellow Clay Altar before him and said: "Senior, you also see that I am merely a minor cultivator now, lacking such great means; all this is accomplished relying on this supreme treasure, and has little to do with me."

"Fengyi Dao Friend, don't undervalue yourself!"

Hearing Fengyi's words, the Primordial Dragon smiled warmly, like ice and snow melting, then spoke with deep meaning: "Although it relies on this divine object, the fact that you can gain its recognition and activate it naturally counts as your profound ability."

"Perhaps!"

He casually nodded, Fengyi did not dwell on this topic, and continued: "To be frank, Feng this time I awakened you senior in order to ask you for one thing."

"Oh?"

A hint of doubt appeared in the Primordial Dragon's beautiful eyes as he asked: "What business do you have, Dao Friend? Could it be that you are also interested in my Dragon Clan's inheritance? However, given your background, you probably would not look upon our clan's inheritance."

He waved his hand, Fengyi quickly said: "Senior, you misunderstood; I merely wish to borrow a wisp of your Primordial Dragon's Qi to complete my own transformation, and dare not covet the Dragon Clan's inheritance."

Although Fengyi is quite interested in the Dragon Clan's inheritance, after all it is the Primordial Dragon's legacy left to the Dragon Clan's descendants, and since he is not of the Dragon Clan, he naturally would not make things difficult for them.

If he wants to obtain the Dragon Clan's inheritance, once he goes to Dragon Island in the future, there will be plenty of opportunities.

Saying this, Fengyi continued: "Of course, Feng will not take it for nothing; Feng promises to find an outstanding Dragon Clan heir for the senior, and make an oath that in the future he will certainly help the Dragon Clan lineages lift their curse!"

"Primordial Dragon's Qi"

"Transformation."

He gave Fengyi a deep look, the Primordial Dragon grew more certain of some suspicion in his heart, nodded, and said: "This is actually a small matter, however, the Dragon Clan curse."

Speaking, the Primordial Dragon raised his head to look into the distance, nine-colored divine light surging in his pupils, as if seeing through the limits of spacetime, he saw the situation of the Dragon Clan lineages in the Nine Provinces and the four directions world today.

In an instant, a hint of sorrow appeared in the Primordial Dragon's pupils, and he spoke with some self-reproach: "It is my inadequacy that not only caused the Dragon Clan's civilization to perish, but also brought upon the Dragon Clan's many descendants the terrible power of the curse!"

Seeing this scene, thinking of the tragic experiences of the Dragon Clan of all heavens in this realm, Fengyi also could not help but sigh in his heart, then comforted: "Senior, you need not blame yourself; you have already done your utmost; the depth of the foundation of other worlds and their strength far surpass what our Nine Provinces can match; all of this is not subject to human will."

While Feng Yi and the Primordial Ancestor Dragon were talking, Xiao Chen, not far away, did his utmost to lower his presence, even slowing his breathing by a few beats, for fear of disturbing the two big shots.

However, his ears were tightly pricked up, lest he miss any detail.

Everything the two big shots said offhand was the most secret matter in heaven and earth, as if it contained some profoundly hidden truth of the world, arousing his intense curiosity.

At this moment, Xiao Chen felt as if he had stepped into ancient history, feeling that he had gained much.

(End of chapter)