Chapter 1 An Unforeseen Beginning

Inside the Tushan Great Hall, the aroma of wine permeated the air. The blue-robed scholar groggily woke up, feeling as if he had offended the Yuanshi Tianzun. It seemed that during the wedding, when he was creating a ruckus in the bridal chamber, he had been particularly enthusiastic, shouting especially loudly, only to be grabbed by the neck and swung around by the Yuanshi Tianzun’s thick, dark arm, making it hard to breathe.

"No."

"No!"

"I won't cause trouble... huh??"

Huh? Wait a minute...

Wasn't I not supposed to need to breathe?

The blue-robed scholar abruptly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the antique décor of the Tushan Clan, albeit marred by the smoky atmosphere caused by King Yu’s culinary experiments. A pair of arms, thicker than his thighs, were wrapped around his neck. No, it was two pairs of arms.

Xingtian and Chiyou, either drunk or stupefied by King Yu’s cooking, were snoring thunderously, their arms crossed around his neck, causing the entire hall to tremble. The blue-robed scholar's lips twitched.

"No wonder the Yuanshi Tianzun in my dream sounded like thunder when he was angry."

"So it was here all along."

He chuckled, kicked the two brutes away, grabbed a pot of wine, and staggered out, seeing the warm and gentle sunlight outside. He lazily stretched, feeling quite relaxed. For a moment, his mind was filled with a lazy boredom, wanting nothing more than to sit under the sunlight and daydream.

An odd thought involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Strange, why don't I seem to have such a strong aversion to this world anymore? Why would I want to destroy them?

As soon as this thought appeared, the blue-robed scholar felt a sharp pain in his forehead. His expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover it. A series of roars and howls echoed in his mind. The voices seemed extremely angry, and he could empathize with their anger and unwillingness.

"Kill—!!"

"It's a trap! It's a fake!"

"Be careful... Yuanshi Tianzun, be careful... Zhuoshi Dazun..."

The sudden pain caused the blue-robed scholar's pupils to lose focus for a moment. After a while, he shook his head, looked up, and rubbed his neck, "That really hurt... huh? Wait a minute, what was I doing just now? Why can't I seem to remember anything?"

He tapped his forehead with his fingers.

"Oh, right, right, I was going to daydream."

"It's quite comfortable to daydream under this sunlight. But these comfortable days won't last for long. Sooner or later, I'll overthrow all of you! Hmph, Yuanshi Tianzun and Fuxi once said that after the Zhuoshi Dazun falls, it will be our turn to fight."

"I wonder, are you two ready?"

The blue-robed scholar stood on the mountain peak, with his hands behind his back and his black hair flowing down. His expression was calm and indifferent, exuding a sense of looking down upon the world, as if everything was just a chess piece in his hand, to be used at will, with life and death in his control.

Then, he casually made a calculation, and the expression of the blue-robed scholar, a profound expert, froze:

"Huh?... Wait a minute?!"

"Where did Fuxi go?! Yuanshi Tianzun???"

"Wait, where did they go?"

"Let me see?"

"Huh?? Holy crap, they've already started fighting?! Holy crap, wait, I haven't even joined in yet!"

"What do you mean! Me! Me! Have you forgotten about me?!"

"Wasn't it agreed that there would be a three-way showdown?! What do you mean by this?!"

The blue-robed scholar divined an extremely fierce battle. Even his sense of fate was extremely weak and chaotic. It seemed to be in an environment where even fate was obscured, or rather, where fate was in a chaotic and uncertain state, making it difficult for him to grasp.

He was still in a daze, affected by the Kunlun wine and King Yu's cooking.

But now, he felt a sense of being abandoned, and even the sunlight felt desolate. He was immediately enraged, "You two, don't even think about it!" Grasping the subtle and elusive threads of fate in the void, his expression changed drastically.

In that instant, he was completely sober.

He took a step and directly appeared beneath the Tushan Clan's Great Hall, at the place where the Zhuoshi Fire God, Huozhuo, was previously bound and sealed. This place was a restriction created by the combined efforts of many experts. Breaking it would be extremely difficult, and there was no possibility of escape. The blue-robed scholar stepped into it, his face grim, and saw that the Zhuoshi Fire God had already closed his eyes and fallen.

Layers of heavenly secrets rippled around him.

Clearly, it was the seal of these heavenly secret formations that had concealed the celestial phenomenon of the Zhuoshi Daoguo's fall!

Fuxi had left a backup plan on the Zhuoshi Fire God?!

Wait... even with the heavenly secret formations, no matter how subtle the Zhuoshi Daoguo's fall was, it couldn't be completely concealed. There would still be some traces, and the Heavenly Emperor should have noticed them, unless the Heavenly Emperor's full attention was focused on another target at that time.

And that target must be extremely important and extremely difficult to deal with.

Even the Heavenly Emperor would have to focus all his attention on it.

This led to him ignoring those traces.

In an instant, the blue-robed scholar grasped the trajectory of fate. The Heavenly Emperor never concealed his whereabouts. The Heavenly Emperor's location was always as bright as the morning star, upright and grand, making it easy to detect his position. He directly pursued fate and said, "Huozhuo was killed by Fuxi!"

"Were you just distracted by Fuxi?!"

Emperor Jun frowned slightly.

The blue-robed scholar gritted his teeth and said, "Where is Fuxi now? And where is Yuanshi Tianzun? Call Wei Yuan here. This Fuxi is too troublesome... too thorny. This, this is simply a madman. He uses himself as bait, but secretly has other plans. I just don't know what that guy is going to do with this Huozhuo's Daoguo?!"

Emperor Jun lowered his right hand and closed his eyes, saying, "I know."

The blue-robed scholar suddenly looked up, "What do you mean?!"

Emperor Jun said concisely, "They are going against the flow in the River of Time."

!!!

The blue-robed scholar's expression changed drastically, and he almost instinctively cursed.

Reversing time was no simple matter. The stronger one's strength, the harder it was to traverse the years, unless one reached the realm of transcendence, where time and fate would no longer be obscured. This was a delicate task, requiring a good grasp of the foundation and heritage needed to cross time.

And at this time, Fuxi had a Zhuoshi Huozhuo's Daoguo hidden in his hand.

In other words...

"As Wei Yuan said, Fuxi had already foreseen our plans, so he had made corresponding preparations in advance, using deliberate actions to confuse me, making me focus on his illusion, but secretly killing Zhuoshi Huozhuo, leaving behind a formation, and taking away the Daoguo..."

The Heavenly Emperor lowered his eyes, as if he had already seen the scene that had happened before.

He saw Fuxi dividing his body when everyone was drinking, replacing himself with an illusion to attract Emperor Jun's attention, then secretly sneaking into the bottom of the Tushan Clan, killing Huozhuo, setting up a formation, taking away the Daoguo, and then going to the human world outside, pretending that nothing had happened.

He recalled the Fuxi who was carrying a pot of wine, smiling casually, and reciting limericks with a smug look.

At that time, the resentment and killing intent on the Huozhuo Daoguo in his sleeve should not have dissipated yet.

Killing the Zhuoshi Dazun, breaking the path to transcendence, and leaving behind such guidance, allowing Wei Yuan and Emperor Jun to actively send him to the past, and even leaving behind a backup plan in the process of stepping over the River of Time, his mind was meticulous and crazy.

The blue-robed scholar felt a chill down his spine, wondering what Fuxi was trying to do.

Completely annihilate the entire world?

Kill all the Daoguo?

Or let the whole world be shrouded in an extreme balance.

So that he could control everything at will?

He felt that each possibility had enough basis and evidence, and each had enough conditions. Fuxi only needed to move his hand slightly to do it. Such madness, such scheming... Fate felt that although he had once been called a madman, compared to this Fuxi, he was so pure!

This guy was a real madman!

A calm, rational, and crazy madman who could even use himself as a chess piece!

The blue-robed scholar subconsciously felt that he should, no, he must stop this madman and looked at the Heavenly Emperor:

"You, aren't you going to deal with him?!"

"You are the Heavenly Emperor, shouldn't you handle this?"

Emperor Jun lowered his eyes, and the emotion in his eyes was unclear, not knowing whether it was because he had been secretly used by Fuxi that caused ripples and waves, but he said indifferently, "Attacking across the years is no ordinary matter. Even I cannot act at this time, otherwise..."

"Fuxi's actions will be stopped."

"However, Wei Yuan will also be affected, and losing Wei Yuan, who can locate the Dazun with the Chang'an Sword, will cause the Zhuoshi Dazun to have no checks and balances in the past..."

"Is everything under your control, Fuxi?"

The Heavenly Emperor lowered his eyes, ultimately unable to understand:

"What... are you going to do?"

ps: First update of the day............