At Buzhou Mountain, inside Pangu Hall, the sounds of Dao discussions were endless.
However, in the distant Phoenix Perch Mountain, auspicious clouds lingered and phoenix trees dripped with dew, presenting an entirely different scene.
Two blazing golden rainbows streaked across the sky, landing before the mountain gate; they were Dijun and Taiyi.
"Dijun (Taiyi) of Sun Star, seeks an audience with Fellow Daoist Nuwa and Fuxi Taoist friend," Dijun's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority, spreading throughout the entire Phoenix Perch Mountain.
Not long after, the mountain gate opened, and Nuwa and Fuxi walked out side by side.
Nuwa possessed unparalleled grace, with an ethereal aura, as if untouched by the dust of the mortal world.
Fuxi's face was refined and scholarly, his eyes profoundly deep, as if the Innate Eight Trigrams slowly revolved within them, deducing all phenomena in the world.
"Fellow Daoist Dijun, Fellow Daoist Taiyi," Fuxi said with a gentle smile, "Why are the two Fellow Daoists not cultivating in seclusion on Sun Star? Your esteemed presence today, may I ask what guidance you bring?"
Nuwa also nodded slightly, her demeanor serene.
Entering Phoenix Perch Mountain, they took their seats as host and guests.
Dijun did not engage in much small talk, cutting straight to the point. "Fuxi Taoist friend, Fellow Daoist Nuwa."
"My brother and I have presumptuously come today because there is a major matter concerning the future structure of Primordial Land, and also our own Dao paths and prospects, that we wish to discuss with you two."
Fuxi's fingers moved slightly, as if sensing the heavenly secrets, his expression unperturbed: "Oh? What major matter could make the two Fellow Daoists so serious?"
Dijun's gaze was sharp, and he spoke directly: "The two Fellow Daoists must have seen it; the Wu Race established themselves at Buzhou Mountain a few days ago, drawing forth immeasurable Karma, and their Luck greatly increased!"
Fuxi nodded: "The establishment of the Wu Race and the descent of Karma are indeed known throughout Primordial Land. The descendants of Pangu live up to their name."
Nuwa's clear and cold voice rang out: "The Wu Race, in the name of Pangu's descendants, made a grand vow to protect Primordial Land, cleanse Evil Qi, and regulate the earth veins. This is a matter of great Karma, in accordance with the will of Heavenly Dao."
Taiyi suddenly let out a cold snort: "Hmph, the Wu Race's actions, under the guise of protecting Primordial Land, actually harbor malicious intentions! Having obtained such Karma and Luck, their next step will certainly be to dominate Primordial Land!"
Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she looked at Taiyi: "The Wu Race vowed to cleanse Evil Qi and regulate the earth veins; these are concrete actions. Perhaps it's not as Fellow Daoist imagines?"
Taiyi sneered, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa is too benevolent. Descendants of Pangu? Protecting Primordial Land? Those are just excuses for them to seize Luck and strengthen themselves!"
"Once they gain power, where in this Primordial Land will there be a place for us non-Wu Race beings to stand?"
Dijun's voice was steady yet inciting: "What Taiyi says is not alarmist talk. The Wu Race is inherently formidable, and now, with the blessing of Heavenly Dao Karma, their arrogance is immense."
"Look at the myriad beings of Primordial Land: birds, beasts, plant spirits, scaled aquatic creatures… Though they are spread throughout the four extremes of Primordial Land, they remain like a scattered plate of sand, each acting independently!"
"If we do not unite in time to form a force capable of resisting, facing the Wu Race's relentless pressure in the future, there might truly be a catastrophe of annihilation!"
"By then, it will be too late for regrets!"
His gaze burned as he looked at Fuxi and Nuwa: "Taiyi and I have deliberated deeply and wish to emulate the Wu Race, integrating all living beings of Primordial Land to establish—the Yao Race!"
"The Yao Race?" Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly.
"Precisely, the Yao Race!" Dijun's tone was decisive, "To follow the will of Heaven, establish order, govern all living beings, enlighten the ignorant, and allow the beings of Primordial Land to find their rightful places and fulfill their duties! This is an act that accords with Heaven and responds to humanity, and it is also immeasurable Karma!"
"The Wu Race takes protection as their name; our Yao Race shall take order as our name!"
"The Wu Race controls the earth; our Yao Race shall control the heavens!"
Fuxi looked at Dijun, his gaze profound: "Fellow Daoist's ambition is vast beyond compare. However, how numerous are the myriad beings of Primordial Land? Among them are countless strong individuals, and untamed ones are even more common. How easy is it to integrate them?"
"Precisely because of this, a true leader is needed!" Dijun's gaze was like a torch, directly looking at Fuxi and Nuwa.
Fuxi's fingers gently moved on the Eight Trigrams diagram, not immediately expressing his stance.
Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly, seemingly not very interested in such matters of contention.
Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly; her nature disliked conflict, and she instinctively felt some resistance towards such a struggle that would sweep across the entire Primordial Land.
Dijun saw their hesitation and immediately offered his bargaining chip.
"If the two Fellow Daoists are willing to join our Yao Race and contribute to this grand endeavor."
"I, Dijun, am willing to honor Fellow Daoist Nuwa as—Empress Wa!"
"And honor Fuxi Taoist friend as—Emperor Xi!"
"The positions of Empress Wa and Emperor Xi shall be equal to my and Taiyi's imperial positions!"
"Sharing the supreme Luck of the Yao Race, and jointly wielding the authority over Heaven and Earth!"
"With the four of us uniting, gathering the top powers and Luck of Primordial Land, how can this great matter not succeed?!"
Empress Wa? Emperor Xi?
Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged glances; these terms were quite generous.
If the Yao Race could be successfully established, Dijun and Taiyi would be Emperors, and Nuwa and Fuxi would be Emperors.
This was not merely an honorable title, but also represented, within the future Yao Race, a practical status and authority second only to the two Demon Emperors, as well as the immense and unimaginable tribal Luck blessing!
This undoubtedly held enormous appeal for their cultivation paths.
Nuwa pondered for a moment, her voice clear and cold: "Establishing the Yao Race to govern all living beings... this, I fear, will be irreconcilable with the Wu Race, with no possibility of coexistence."
"Precisely because coexistence is difficult, it must be established even more!" Taiyi suddenly stood up, Sun True Fire faintly flickering around him, "There can only be one protagonist of Primordial Land!"
"The Wu Race is powerful; if we do not unite, we will certainly be defeated one by one!"
Dijun added: "Two Fellow Daoists, the Wu Race has already seized the initiative by establishing themselves, gaining Heavenly Dao Karma and greatly increasing their Luck. If we hesitate any longer, we will truly miss this Opportunity, and by then, it will be too late for regret."
"Establishing the Yao Race is not only for the Dao paths of us four, but also to find a way out for the myriad beings of Primordial Land, to contend for a space to survive, and to avoid enslavement and oppression by the Wu Race!"
Fuxi began to deduce again; although the heavenly secrets were still chaotic, faintly, he seemed to see a golden Grand Dao leading to supreme honor, but also accompanied by endless slaughter and tribulations.
Risks and Opportunity coexisted.
Fuxi looked at Nuwa and nodded slightly.
Nuwa received her brother's signal; though she sighed inwardly, she also understood that the general trend had formed, and they could not remain aloof.
Her clear and cold gaze swept over Dijun and Taiyi, and she slowly spoke.
"Alright, my brother and I agree to join the Yao Race."
Dijun and Taiyi exchanged glances, both overjoyed!
"Empress Wa, Emperor Xi, you deeply understand righteousness!" Dijun stood up and bowed solemnly.
"Hahaha! With the two Fellow Daoists joining, our Yao Race's great endeavor can succeed!" Taiyi was also full of spirit and heroic ambition.
"Since it has been decided, when shall the establishment ceremony be held? And where shall it be held?" Fuxi regained his composure and began to consider practical matters.
"Fellow Daoist Dijun, establishing a race is no small matter; it requires great Luck and a great Foundation to bear. Although you two were born from Sun Star and have extraordinary origins, to integrate the Yao Race, I fear..."
Dijun and Taiyi exchanged glances, a confident smile appearing on their faces.
Dijun laughed loudly: "Fuxi Taoist friend's concerns are very valid. Without complete preparation and a Foundation sufficient to suppress Primordial Land's Luck, how could my brother and I dare to speak lightly of establishing a race?"
He paused, looking at Taiyi, who also stood proudly.
"To be honest with you two."
"When my second brother and I traveled Primordial Land in our early years, by chance, at the peak of Buzhou Mountain, in the Thirty-Three Heavens, we discovered an ancient ruin!"
"That was a boundless complex of palaces, suspended above the Nine Heavens, shrouded in clouds and mist, permeated with Immortal Qi, far surpassing any known blessed land in Primordial Land!"
"This place is precisely the most perfect Foundation land bestowed upon our Yao Race by Heaven!"
"My brother and I have already named it—Heavenly Court."
Heavenly Court?
Nuwa and Fuxi's faces simultaneously showed surprise.
Such a blessed land was actually found by Dijun and Taiyi? This Luck is truly extraordinary!
Any lingering doubts about joining the Yao Race now vanished into thin air.
Being able to discover and occupy Heavenly Court was enough to prove that Dijun and Taiyi were individuals blessed with great Luck and great Opportunity!
Following them, perhaps they could truly contend for that sliver of life and the supreme Dao path.
"Heavenly Court… Good! What a Heavenly Court!" Fuxi exclaimed, "With Heavenly Court as the Foundation, establishing our Yao Race, overlooking Primordial Land, and governing the stars of the heavens! It is precisely the right time! It is precisely in accordance with the Luck!"
Nuwa also nodded slightly, a hint of unusual brilliance flashing in her clear eyes: "In that case, we await good news from the two Fellow Daoists."
"Good!" Dijun was full of vigor, "We shall agree that in a thousand years, at Heavenly Court, we will announce to Primordial Land the formal establishment of the Yao Race!"
"Alright, it shall be as Fellow Daoist says." Fuxi agreed.
Nuwa also nodded in agreement.
Four top-tier mighty figures of Primordial Land, in Phoenix Perch Mountain, settled on an alliance that would change the structure of Primordial Land.
Dijun and Taiyi bid farewell and departed, transforming into golden rainbows, heading straight for Sun Star; they were going to begin preparations for the establishment ceremony a thousand years later.
Nuwa and Fuxi stood outside the hall, gazing in the direction of their departure, silent for a long time.
"Sister," Fuxi finally spoke, his tone carrying a hint of gravity, "This matter… is too significant; the future tribulations are probably immeasurable."
Nuwa gently shook her head: "Though the risks are great, it is also the Opportunity for my brother and me. The grand trend of Primordial Land has begun; being within it, how can we… remain aloof?"
She looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
The Wu Race, the Yao Race.
This Primordial Land, after all, was bound to become chaotic.