Fuxi, who was one of the first beings born when the heavens opened in his previous life, had long since considered himself part of the human race after his reincarnation.
Moreover, Fuxi was the king of the human race. Feeling the human will contained within that scroll, he resonated with it deeply, his blood boiling with excitement!
If Laozi's scroll was like gentle, flowing water, then Shi Hao's was like scorching fire. The two presented a stark difference.
Shi Hao's calligraphy was not only a step above Laozi's in terms of artistic conception, but it also perfectly embodied the meaning of "human".
Fuxi finally understood why Laozi had lost. To be honest, his loss was not unjust!
If it were further refined with the human race's luck, then the scroll before him would undoubtedly become an incredibly powerful, innate treasure with limitless possibilities!
“You actually managed to beat him!”
Fuxi’s eyes were filled with a mix of emotions. No wonder Shi Hao was safe and sound. He could actually make Laozi, the Saint, eat humble pie.
This was not simply a competition of calligraphy. It was a victory over the other in terms of philosophical understanding.
Shi Hao said confidently, “Haha, I just defeated a mere disciple of the Human Dao Sect. It’s nothing special.”
“Shi Xiong is amazing.”
A disciple of the Human Dao Sect? That’s the sect’s founder, you know.
Shi Hao's cultivation was clearly unfathomable. Fuxi even suspected that he might already be at the Saint Realm. Yet, his words and actions made him seem like a mere mortal, leaving Fuxi bewildered.
Moreover, Fuxi felt that the anomaly in the Fire Cloud Cave was likely due to Shi Hao.
Of course, it was not entirely a bad thing for them. At least it expanded their sphere of activity, allowing them to break free from the constraints of the Dao of Heaven.
“Let's not talk about that. Let’s talk about your divination.”
Shi Hao was like a cat that had seen fish, his eyes fixed on Fuxi. "This is the age of the Conferred Gods Calamity. The Heavenly Mandate is in chaos. You actually managed to divine it. Even though the result was wrong, it shows that your divination abilities are still not bad.”
“Hehehe, Shi Xiong, is there something you want me to help you divine?” Fuxi guessed his intentions from his words.
“Ahem, it’s true that I have something to ask you for help with.” Shi Hao chuckled.
“You know that the Heavenly Mandate is chaotic, making divination several times harder. I really can't figure it out.” The Conferred Gods Calamity is one thing, but the main problem is that Shi Hao’s realm is comparable to a Saint. Can he even divine it? And would he dare to bear such a heavy karmic burden by doing so?
“It’s fine if you get it wrong! I don't care about my future, I just want a soulmate.”
Shi Hao let out a long sigh. He had been in the primordial world for almost twenty years. He was about to turn thirty. Even counting his previous life, he was almost sixty years old, but he was still a single dog.
Previously, Shi Hao had been worried about being affected by the Conferred Gods Calamity and focused on surviving.
Now his sister, who had been away from home for many years, had returned. He had also moved from Chen Tang Guan to the Fire Cloud Cave, becoming a neighbor to the Three Sovereigns.
As the saying goes, "A full stomach leads to lust." Right now, he wanted nothing more than a beautiful and virtuous wife. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of his transmigration opportunity?
Fuxi was speechless. He thought Shi Hao had asked him to divine some grand matter, but it was just this?
“Fuxi Zhenren, can you help?”
“I'll try.”
He took out his Fuxi Bagua and began to divine using the meager spiritual energy in his body. He also wanted to use this opportunity to divine Shi Hao's background and origin.
The Heavenly Mandate was in complete disarray. Even as he was about to divine Shi Hao's background and origin, he received a series of ominous warnings. It seemed that if he continued, he would face great terror.
Fuxi turned pale and immediately stopped his divination. "Sorry, I can’t help you.”
“It’s alright. It was my fault for being presumptuous.” Shi Hao was slightly disappointed. Even Fuxi Zhenren, who excelled in divination, couldn’t help him. It seemed he could only rely on himself to find a wife.
Perhaps he could wait for his younger brother to return and ask him to introduce a few female disciples from the Intercepting Sect.
For example, his niece, Cai Yun. She was so sweet and gentle, and he even wanted to marry her. But there was a generation gap between them.
Shi Hao could accept it, but he couldn’t accept the generation gap. It would probably be difficult for him to accept.
After all, they came from prestigious sects. As disciples of the Intercepting Sect, they took generation gaps very seriously.
If he married Fire Spirit, what would he call his sister? How would Cai Yun address his sister?
It would be a real mess, just like Zhang Yang in "Charlotte Trouble," each calling the other by a different name?
Therefore, he would see if his sister could introduce a few female disciples from the same generation as him.
The gap between cultivators and mortals wasn’t really insurmountable.
Yang Tian You, a mortal, still married Yao Ji, the Third Mother.
The primordial world was full of natural treasures. For example, as long as one could eat a peach from the Peach Tree, a natural spiritual root, or a ginseng fruit, even a mortal could have a lifespan comparable to that of cultivators!
His sister was a fourth-generation disciple of the Intercepting Sect. After the Conferred Gods Calamity was over, many leading figures from the Intercepting Sect would become officials in the Heavenly Court. It shouldn't be difficult to ask his sister to get a three-thousand-year-old peach for him.
“Actually, if it’s about a soulmate, I do have a way.” Fuxi suddenly said.
Shi Hao was stunned. After a moment, he reacted. “Fuxi Zhenren, do you mean it?”
“Of course. I have a sister…”
“What, Fuxi Zhenren, you’re going to introduce your sister to me? Haha, how could I be so bold? Don’t worry, I’ll treat her well.”
Shi Hao couldn’t stop smiling. If Fuxi Zhenren was so handsome, how beautiful must his sister be?
“I haven’t finished yet. What I meant was, my sister has a treasure that can have a similar effect to matchmaking.”
Fuxi’s face darkened. What a joke. I'm going to introduce my sister to you. Do you dare marry her? My sister is the Nuwa Saint, the mother who created the human race!!
Actually, Fuxi remembered that Nuwa had a natural treasure called the Red Embroidered Ball. It was not only extremely powerful, but anyone who was hit by it, regardless of their cultivation level, would have their physical body and primordial spirit destroyed.
It could also control marriages throughout the three realms, uniting lovers together!
Therefore, he could ask his sister to use the Red Embroidered Ball to connect Shi Hao's soulmate. For a Saint, this wouldn't be difficult.
“Oh, I see. I was wrong.”
“But it's not free. If you succeed, I want your scroll as payment.”
Fuxi pointed at Shi Hao's "human" scroll. It was of great importance to the human race's heritage.
“Hehe, you can take it! If you don’t succeed, I have no objection to you helping to set me up with your sister.”
“Shut up! My sister is not someone you can covet.”
Fuxi glared at Shi Hao fiercely, wishing he could immediately shut his mouth. Why does he keep thinking about my sister?
“Alright, alright. Fuxi Zhenren, don't forget. I'll be waiting for good news from you. Whether you succeed or not, I’ll give you the scroll.” Shi Hao hurriedly said.
“Alright, I’ll come back in a few days.” Fuxi didn’t stay long. After bidding farewell to Shi Hao, he immediately left Shi Hao’s courtyard.
Actually, he had already accomplished the purpose of his trip to the Fire Cloud Cave.*