Ye Fan’s soul flew into the Primordial World, where he became Fuxi. And get this: Nuwa was my younger sister, and Grand Master Xuandu was my teacher. I had powerful backing in the Primordial World.
Taishang Laozi: “Xuandu, what exactly have you been teaching him? What is this? Phew, that’s refreshing.”
Primordial Lord of Heaven: “What is Fuxi up to? The Conferred God Calamity is about to begin, and there isn’t a single human emperor in Fire Cloud Cave!”
Sect Master Tongtian: “Duobao, go to the human race and ask Fuxi why, now that humanity is unified, my Interception Sect still hasn’t gained a shred of merit or fortune.”
Hongjun did a quick calculation, then glared so furiously his beard practically stood on end. If Fuxi stayed among the humans, how could the Conferred God Calamity begin? And if the calamity didn’t begin, how could Hongjun merge with the Dao?
“Nuwa, go tell Fuxi that if he doesn’t go to Fire Cloud Cave and take up his post as the Celestial Emperor, I’ll send him back into the cycle of reincarnation.”
