114: Chapter 114 The Eternal Prosperity of Humanity

Beside the three lights holy water pool.

Shi Yan sat upright in the main seat. On the small table, the spiritual fruits and spiritual tea prepared by Yinglong had already been set out, and the dense Spiritual Qi drifted about.

The Three Ancestors of the Human Race, Fuxi, the Ancestor of Weapons, the Ancestor of Writing, and the two Human Emperors were already seated. Each of them had a steady aura, and all were at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal level of cultivation. Their eyes were all fixed on Shi Yan in the main seat, waiting quietly for instructions.

After only a moment, an aura filled with slaughter and majesty approached from afar. Xuanyuan arrived, bowed with cupped hands, and his tone carried a hint of apology:

"Heavenly Emperor, I am late, my apologies."

"It is fine." Shi Yan gestured for him to take his seat. Only after Xuanyuan had settled into the last seat did he speak slowly, his gaze sweeping over all the great powers of the Human Race.

"I have summoned you all here today for one reason—the Human Dao is now ready to give birth to a Saint."

As soon as these words fell, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Ancestor Sui Ren stood up abruptly, his voice trembling with barely concealed emotion, his tone excited:

"Heavenly Emperor, is what you say true? Our Human Race... can give birth to a Saint?"

"It is."

Shi Yan affirmed, then took out that wisp of hongmeng purple qi from the kongtong seal.

The moment the hongmeng purple qi appeared, everyone present, including Shi Yan, felt a faint connection with it.

As those who had made significant contributions to the Human Race and occupied a vast amount of the Human Race's Luck.

Each of them possessed the qualifications to obtain the Saint fruit status of the Human Dao.

"hongmeng purple qi!"

"It is real, the hongmeng purple qi that belongs to the Human Dao!"

Looking at the purple qi before them, everyone could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Each of them wore an excited expression, and the gazes they directed at the hongmeng purple qi were filled with a trace of longing.

Then they all looked at Shi Yan, waiting for him to decide the ownership of the hongmeng purple qi.

Feeling everyone's gazes.

Shi Yan cast his gaze upon Fuxi and spoke with a firm tone:

"I have thought about this for a long time, and I will give this wisp of hongmeng purple qi to Fuxi."

Once these words were spoken, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were all relieved; no one had any objections.

Indeed, it was most appropriate for Fuxi to be the first Saint.

But Fuxi himself, looking at the wisp of hongmeng purple qi that was wreathed in the Luck of the Human Dao, stood up abruptly, his expression full of disbelief:

"Heavenly Emperor, you are giving the hongmeng purple qi to me?"

"That is correct, to you."

Shi Yan nodded: "This is the choice I have made after long consideration."

Ancestor Sui Ren immediately stepped forward, patted Fuxi's shoulder, and laughed loudly:

"Fuxi, you should accept it with peace of mind! Your Dao of Deduction, once it reaches the Hunyuan level, is of the greatest help to the Human Race."

"The first Saint of the Human Dao should be you; you need not decline!"

Ancestor Youchao nodded along: "That is right. Moreover, you comprehend the Yin and Yang Eight Trigrams, deduce the great trends of Heaven's secrets, and teach the Human Race to distinguish the seasons and establish human ethics. This merit of enlightenment is also worthy of the position of the first Saint."

Ziyi echoed gently, her eyes full of approval:

"The Human Race does not lack combat power now; what it needs is a grasp of the future trends. This Saint position is something you richly deserve."

Chiyou spoke in a rough voice, his tone provocative:

"Fuxi, stop dawdling! Your current deductions as a Saint are going to suffer huge losses. If you ask me, if you don't become a Saint, you will become the first Hunyuan Golden Immortal to die from backlash."

After Chiyou finished speaking, Xuanyuan stepped forward.

He patted Fuxi's shoulder and affirmed: "Ancestor Xi, the Human Race needs you."

Cangjie also nodded: "The Human Race needs you, needs your ability to grasp the great trends."

Fuxi looked at the fellow clansmen who treated him with sincerity, and then at Shi Yan, who had a firm gaze in the main seat. His heart was filled with mixed feelings, and the disbelief he originally felt was buried deep in his heart.

He took a deep breath, bowed deeply to Shi Yan, his voice choked with emotion yet incomparably firm:

"Thanks to the Heavenly Emperor's kindness and the trust of all my clansmen, Fuxi... will no longer decline!"

"When I attain the Saint status of the Human Dao in the future, I will surely use the Eight Trigrams to deduce the great trends of the Primordial World, protect my Human Race, and seek eternal prosperity for the Human Race. I will never let down the trust everyone has placed in me today!"

Seeing this, Shi Yan flicked his finger lightly, and that wisp of hongmeng purple qi, wreathed in the mysterious yellow Luck of the Human Dao, drifted slowly toward Fuxi.

Fuxi stretched out his hands, carefully received the hongmeng purple qi, and stored it in his personal space.

Seeing Fuxi accept the hongmeng purple qi, Shi Yan sat upright in the main seat.

The kongtong seal hovered above his head, and the Luck of the Human Race transformed into a rolling, mysterious yellow sea of clouds, covering the entire Three Immortals Island.

His expression was solemn as he raised his hand to wield the authority of the Human Dao, his voice resounding through heaven and earth, carrying an unquestionable majesty:

"I, Shi Yan, in the name of the Heavenly Emperor of the Human Race, now lend my own portion of the Human Race's Luck to Fuxi to help him attain the Saint status of the Human Dao as soon as possible!"

As the voice fell, the golden light of the kongtong seal surged violently, and the massive amount of the Human Race's Luck belonging to Shi Yan surged toward Fuxi like a golden river.

After doing all this, Shi Yan's gaze swept over everyone present, and the great powers of the Human Race all understood what to do.

Ancestor Sui Ren was the first to step forward, a faint golden light of Karma igniting around his body, and he spoke loudly:

"I, Ancestor Sui Ren, am willing to share half of my own Human Race Luck to help Ancestor Xi attain the Saint fruit status."

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of golden Luck drifted out from around his body and merged into Fuxi.

Ancestor Youchao followed closely, saying in a deep voice: "I, Ancestor Youchao, am willing to share all of my own Human Race Luck to help Ancestor Xi become a Saint as soon as possible!"

Ziyi said softly: "I, Ziyi, am also willing to share all my Luck to help Ancestor Xi become a Saint...!"

Chiyou laughed loudly: "I, Chiyou, offer all of my Luck!"

Cangjie nodded, Luck flowing from his fingertips: "I, Cangjie, am willing to share my Luck to help Ancestor Xi."

Xuanyuan was also determined: "Xuanyuan is willing to share a portion of my own Human Race Luck to fully assist Ancestor Xi."

In an instant, wisps of golden Human Race Luck drifted out from everyone's bodies, turning into a long river of Luck that merged into Fuxi.

Everyone was willing to slow down their own rate of comprehending the Law, just to gather the strength of the entire Human Race to help Fuxi become a Saint of the Human Dao as quickly as possible.

Feeling the increasingly heavy Luck and the hongmeng purple qi around him, and looking at his fellow clansmen who were willing to sacrifice for him, Fuxi's eyes turned red. He bowed deeply to everyone, his voice resonant and powerful:

"I will keep the kindness of all my clansmen in my heart. This time, I will do my utmost to become a Saint as soon as possible and protect our race forever!"

After the words fell, Fuxi did not linger and fled toward his own dojo.

He was going to enter deep seclusion to make a Breakthrough as soon as possible and become a Saint.

Seeing this scene, everyone showed a gratified smile.

Shi Yan scanned the circle, then raised his teacup and said: "Eternal prosperity for the Human Race!"

The others: "Eternal prosperity for the Human Race!"

...

Everyone raised their cups and drank together, the fragrance of the spiritual tea wafting over the side of the three lights holy water.

When everyone put down their teacups, Shi Yan tapped his fingers lightly on the small table and looked at Xuanyuan, saying: "Xuanyuan, how is Zhuanxu doing now?"

Xuanyuan said: "Under the guidance of Shaohao and Duobao, Zhuanxu's cultivation has reached the Profound Immortal level, and he can also handle all matters, big and small, for the Human Race."

"In a few more years, he will be able to succeed as the Common Sovereign of the Human Race."