CHAPTER 368: CHAPTER 56 LI QIANQIU, YOU HAVE SUCH A RUTHLESS HEART!

Fu Xi frowned upon hearing those words, and said, "Just now, I was observing the celestial phenomena and deduced that above the Wei River in the north, an Emperor Star has unexpectedly risen again. Although this star is large, its brilliance is dim. Beside this Emperor Star, there also lurks a black and shining Seven Killings. With Seven Killings concealing and threatening the side of the Emperor Star, I fear this newborn may be in mortal danger!"

Upon hearing this, Luo He was stunned and thought to himself, "That’s not right! Under the Heavenly Dao, there should only be one Emperor Star belonging to Master. How could another appear?"

Thinking this, Luo He asked, "Master, under the Heavenly Dao, aside from the Human Clan’s Shared Ruler, who plays the leading role as the Emperor Star, the emperor stars of other clans should not manifest in the Void! Could it be that our Human Clan is about to face a great calamity?"

Fu Xi’s mouth twitched, and looking at Luo He in front of him, he said, "Silly child, when the position of the Human Clan’s Shared Ruler changes hands, shouldn’t an Emperor Star be born?"

"This... But you are not yet old, and your governance has always been benevolent. How could the position of the Shared Ruler be transferred to someone else?" Luo He looked at Fu Xi with dissatisfaction and said, "Could it be that the Saints are forcing you to resign from the position of the Human Emperor?"

"Impudent!" Fu Xi’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this. Standing up somewhat unsteadily, he said meaningfully, "Luo He, there is no eternal protagonist in this world, nor can there be a perpetual Holy Master as the Human Emperor! Sometimes, it is beyond our control!"

Upon hearing this, Luo He silently lowered his head.

Once again, the grand hall fell into silence.

After about a quarter of an hour, Fu Xi, looking at Luo He below him, asked, "By the way! Luo He, what urgent matter did you have for seeking me?"

Luo He raised his head, his face flushing with a trace of embarrassment, and said, "It’s all my fault! I almost delayed an important matter! Your disciple humbly reports, just now a guard from the Sacrificial Pavilion came to report. Today, as the sun was about to set, a giant white-haired rat spirit arrived at the Sacrificial Pavilion. This rat spirit claimed to be an old acquaintance of yours and demanded your personal presence at the Sacrificial Pavilion. Otherwise, it threatened to demolish the Pavilion!"

"A white-haired rat spirit?" Fu Xi was first taken aback, then burst into joy, saying, "Who did you say? A white-haired rat spirit? Where is he now?"

This left Luo He somewhat confused. Shaking his head, he said, "Master, that rat spirit is in the Sacrificial Pavilion, allow your disciple to go and..."

"Whoosh!"

Before Luo He could finish his words, Fu Xi had already transformed into a breeze and exited the grand hall, heading straight for the Sacrificial Pavilion in the northern part of Chen Capital.

When Fu Xi arrived at the Sacrificial Pavilion, he saw a white-haired rat, over a foot long, casually crossing its legs and loosely wrapped in a piece of cloth for modesty, comfortably sitting on the stone steps, looking down at a group of battered tributaries.

Seeing this ridiculous scene, Fu Xi was initially stunned, then a smile appeared on his face as he asked, "What’s all this about?"

Just then, a middle-aged Daoist bowed to Fu Xi, saying, "Oh, Your Majesty! I, Yun Hu from Luo Fu Mountain, have the honor of meeting Your Majesty!"

The Pavilion Master of the Sacrificial Pavilion turned out to be Yun Hu, the Qi Cultivator from Luo Fu Mountain, who had sought Fu Xi’s help during a great disaster in the Eastern Extremity years ago.

But now, Yun Hu’s clothes were tattered, his Purple Gold Taoist Crown skewed, and his face bore two black eyes. Gone was his previous Daoist Immortal Style.

"Are you... Yun Hu, the Pavilion Master?" Fu Xi, looking at Yun Hu whose appearance still somewhat resembled his old self, asked in surprise, "What exactly happened here?"

Yun Hu gave an embarrassed smile and said, "You flatter me, Your Majesty! I just met Senior Shu and couldn’t resist the urge to spar with him a bit, but I ended up... hehe..."

"You call that a spar? It was so weak it was almost like an itch! If it wasn’t for Mr. Shu showing mercy, all you youngsters would be on your way to meet King Yan!" The white-haired giant rat sitting on the stone steps declared indignantly. This guy was shameless, with such meager skills, he dared to call it a spar? It was purely seeking abuse!

Fu Xi helplessly shook his head, stepped forward, and gave a deep bow, saying, "Fu Xi pays respects to Zishu Saint!"

Yes, this large white rat is none other than our long-lost Lord Zishu.

Since the day he presided over Emperor Fuxi’s human marriage, Lord Zishu was deeply wounded by the disastrous effects of the Merit. Hence, he secluded himself to devote serious study to the Forbidden Curse.

But let it be said, Lord Zishu who formerly possessed a negligent attitude began training seriously and, surprisingly, he indeed mastered a Forbidden Breaking Technique.

Over the years, by harnessing the power of Merit within him, he managed to break one-fifth of the seal that Li Qingming had placed on him.

Elated beyond belief, Lord Zishu finally embarked on his joyous journey. From the Extreme North of Huaxia Divine Land to the Extreme South, and from the Extreme East to the far west. He indeed savored the world’s splendor and witnessed all its varied states.

But good times never last long. Now, Li Qingming has drafted him to serve in the army.

Lord Zishu avoided a salutation from Fuxi and said, "Human Emperor need not be overly courteous! I have come here on urgent matters!"

The wrenching pain in Fuxi’s heart intensified as he seemed to vaguely understand something. Thus, he stepped forward and asked, "Oh? May I know what this urgent matter is?"

Lord Zishu took out a large iron rod and ’clang clang’ sharpened his big teeth, saying, "At this moment, within a hundred miles along the Wei River bank in Northern Continent, there exists a Human Clan, named Jiang Clan!"

With that, Lord Zishu stopped. He believed in the Innate Arithmetic taught by the Taiching Saint and trusted that Fuxi would understand the importance of this matter.

After Lord Zishu spoke these words, Fuxi was entirely dumbfounded, muttering unconsciously, "Northern Continent, Jiang Clan..."

At a glance, it was baffling how quickly this man perceived the revelation, leaving him no choice but to exclaim loudly as his eyes flashed with golden light, "King Yan! Human Emperor Fuxi, if you do not awaken now, then when!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Fuxi’s whole body trembled fiercely, and his rich Taiqing True Qi began to fluctuate irregularly.

After a while, a gust of fragrant wind swept by, and ten thousand miles of purple aura floated out. Fuxi himself sat cross-legged on the ground, revealing the Qingyun above his head. Inside the Qingyun, three golden flowers representing heaven, earth, and human, yet to bloom, swayed in the wind. Among them, the one on the far left was slowly opening its petals.

Soon, this golden flower emitted an endless fragrance, and a handsome young man, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, stepped down from the fully bloomed flower bud.

He gently waved his Feather Fan, his garment sleeves fluttering, his whole body exuded an indescribable scholarly aura, further enhancing his noble demeanor.

He clasped his hands towards Fuxi, saying, "I have seen Fellow Daoist!"

A smile appeared on Fuxi’s face, and he returned the gesture, saying, "You and I are one and the same, no need for such formalities! From now on, your name shall be Pao Qi, holding the Fu Xi’s Zither. Now, return to the Qingyun!"

Pao Qi smiled faintly, nodded, and flew directly onto the Qingyun, disappearing from sight.

Fuxi didn’t mind him but was reflecting on the previous words of Lord Zishu, and began to calculate again. He sketched in the Void, and pale golden Great Dao runes emerged out of thin air.

Moments later, Fuxi fiercely spat a mouthful of crimson fresh blood towards the Great Dao runes in front of him, his hands forming Seal Formations as he coldly shouted, "Celestial stars, Qian and Kun reveal the lineage! Open!"

A burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and those floating Tao Runes all rushed into Fuxi’s mind.

After a while, Fuxi’s eyes burst open, his whole body emitting a wildly surging and fierce aura. He cried out furiously, "Li Qianqiu, how ruthless of you!"(To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)