Chapter 97: Mi Fei

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, decades have passed. Now, under the leadership of Fuxi, the human race has become increasingly prosperous and thriving.

At this time, the human race had long ceased to be bound by material pursuits alone. For this purpose, Fuxi specially invented the game of Go for entertainment, crafted qins and zes, and passed down musical scores to provide spiritual enjoyment for the people. Furthermore, Fuxi referred to the ancient diagrams of the Yellow River and the Luo River to create the Eight Trigrams, passing down the art of divination to predict the weather, seek good fortune, and avoid misfortune.

"Father, the Prime Minister has come to see you!"

A light and agile voice, accompanied by the girl's vivacity and joy, mingled with a faint, delicate fragrance. A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, like a blooming flower, gently pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard where Fuxi resided.

"It's Mi Fei. Let her in."

Fuxi sat under an ancient tree in the courtyard to rest and enjoy the cool, and upon hearing the voice, a faint smile appeared on his face. This girl was the daughter born to Hou Tu after ten months of pregnancy, named Mi Fei.

Mi Fei, known in later mythological legends as the Luo Shen, and in the Three Kingdoms period as Zhen Mi. Legend held that she was the reincarnation of the Luo Shen, and a Rhapsody on the Luo Goddess by Cao Zhi became renowned for a thousand years, solidifying her reputation as the foremost beauty of the Three Kingdoms, surpassing even Diaochan and the Two Qiao sisters.

"Alright, Father."

The girl smiled delicately and ran out humming a cheerful melody. Not long after, a purple-robed old man pushed the door open and entered.

"Greetings to the Emperor."

"Prime Minister, no need for courtesy. Please sit."

Fuxi smiled and invited the Prime Minister to sit opposite him.

The Prime Minister did not refuse, slightly bowing, and sat down. Then he said, "Your Majesty, this old minister has come today regarding the recent droughts and floods that have occurred in the human race. I hope Your Majesty can find a solution."

"Droughts and floods?" Upon hearing this, Fuxi couldn't help but frown slightly. "Controlling the clouds and raining is the duty of the Dragon Clan. Why do droughts and floods still appear? Have they abandoned their posts?"

"This is not the fault of the Dragon Clan." The Prime Minister pondered for a moment. "The prehistoric world is vast, and the number of dragons is limited. They cannot rain continuously. Thus, each time the clouds are controlled and rain is distributed, the coverage is extremely broad. These areas have varying needs for water—some requiring more, others less—so inevitably some places suffer drought without water, while others face floods as disasters."

Fuxi thought about it and more or less understood, but he also felt troubled. How should it be handled?

Assigning the Dragon Clan to rain according to the land was clearly unrealistic, after all, the prehistoric world was too vast, and the Dragon Clan too few by comparison.

"Prime Minister, please return first. I'll think about this matter and discuss it later."

"Then this old minister will take his leave."

The Prime Minister bowed and withdrew.

After he left, Fuxi stood up, his mind deep in thought.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Mi Fei entered and saw Fuxi standing there lost in thought. She walked over and tilted her head to ask.

Fuxi turned his head, saw Mi Fei, and his mood improved greatly, though he didn't elaborate.

"This is an adult's concern. You only need to grow up properly."

Fuxi touched Mi Fei's head and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Mi Fei couldn't help but pout her rosy little lips, unwillingly protesting, "I'm not little anymore!"

"Yes, yes, my Mi Fei has grown up."

Fuxi smiled at the words, "Alright, go play with your mother."

Mi Fei, upon hearing this, proudly raised her head, then ran out humming a tune, but she now harbored the thought of accomplishing great deeds and making everyone look at her with admiration!

Meanwhile, Li Tian had brought the remnant soul of Hong Yun to the underworld.

When Fuxi passed down the Eight Trigrams, he knew that Fuxi's merits were complete and the next Human Emperor was due to be born.

"Go."

Before the Six Paths reincarnation, Li Tian looked at Hong Yun's incomplete remnant soul and spoke softly.

"Thank you to the Heavenly Emperor!"

The Hong Yun remnant soul bowed to Li Tian, then turned and plunged into the human realm.

Since Li Tian had already inscribed on the Book of Life and Death where he would reincarnate, he didn't follow Fuxi's example of being reborn into a maiden of marriageable age. Instead, he reincarnated into the chieftain's family of a Jiang surname tribe, with his mother being Ren Si, and he was named Jiang Shinian.

On the day of his birth, a purple qi of the Human Emperor descended from the sky. The Jiang surname people, upon seeing it, were all proud, considering him the next great wise man of the human race after Fuxi!

The strange phenomena at birth naturally couldn't be concealed from the saints. Upon learning that the second Human Emperor was born, Laozi, Yuanshi, and others immediately dispatched their leading disciples to the Jiang surname tribe to take Jiang Shinian as their disciple, to assist in completing Fuxi's merits and share in the human fortune.

Xuandu, Guangchengzi, Duobao, and Maitreya received the order and did not dare to slacken their pace. They set out immediately for the Jiang surname tribe, traveling day and night, fearing to arrive late and have others snatch him first.

Several of them descended around the Jiang surname tribe. With a sweep of their divine senses, they quickly spotted a three- or four-year-old child by the riverbank. Seeing that the child was young yet had clear brows and bright eyes, exceptionally intelligent, they all felt moved and flew toward the child's location.

Guangchengzi was faster and descended first. Seeing the child surrounded by purple qi, exceptionally noble, he was overjoyed, secretly thinking he had found the right place!

He immediately tried to appear as an immortal with the bearing of wind and bones, walking slowly toward him.

"Little friend, why are you here alone without being with your parents?"

Jiang Shinian looked up and saw an old man with an immortal, wind-blown, and bones appearance approaching. A flash of curiosity appeared in his eyes.

"Grandpa, you don't seem to be from our tribe. Why have you come here?"

Guangchengzi smiled and stroked his beard slightly, preparing to make up some excuse to get close to the child and then propose taking him as a disciple, but at that moment, a light shout came from behind him.

"Stop! It's Guangchengzi again! How dare you abduct children? Surrender quickly!"

It was Duobao who had descended. Seeing Guangchengzi with Jiang Shinian, he got anxious and hurriedly said righteous words to smear Guangchengzi, to make it easy for himself to act.

"......"

Guangchengzi's mouth twitched twice. Seeing the wary looks from the passing Jiang surname clan members toward him, he cursed Duobao inwardly, but didn't want his immortal facade to be destroyed.

Slightly adjusting his emotions, Guangchengzi turned to face Duobao and said indifferently, "This Dao friend, do you recognize me?"

"Hmph, Guangchengzi, we've chased after you for a long way. Still dare to deny it?" Maitreya descended as well and chimed in.

Obviously, he had seen the situation through divine sense and shared the same intention as Duobao, wanting to eliminate Guangchengzi who had already contacted Jiang Shinian first.

Xuandu also descended. Though not speaking, his gaze was directed at Guangchengzi, obviously sharing the same thought.