Fu Xi's eyes were firmly fixed on Xuantian's eyes, hoping to see something from them, but in those gold and silver eyes, they were still as calm as ever, without the slightest wave. Fu Xi slowly lowered his head and curled up in Xuantian's arms, he felt a cold from the inside out, he didn't dare to raise his head, because he was afraid to see the disgust for himself and his relationship from the master's eyes. I don't know how long later, his head was lifted with a lot of force, and before he could react, he felt his mouth be blocked by a burst of softness. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Xuantian's eyes, and found that there was a little smile flashing in them, he understood that he was accepted, and suddenly felt that he was the happiest person, so he threw himself into this hard-won kiss, and after a long time, the two separated.

Fu Xi was still in Xuantian's arms and was reluctant to come out, wanting to make sure that all this was not a dream through the warmth of this embrace. Xuantian saw Fu Xi's uneasy look, sighed, and said: "Fu Xi, I told you, you can rely on me a little more, I was your master in the past, and in the future, in addition to being your master, I will also be your lover, so you don't have to be so uneasy." Fu Xi was silent for a while before he said in a voice with a few tremors: "Master, I don't know anything about your past, and you are all in my life, how can you make me feel at ease." Xuantian pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said to Fu Xi, "Well, I will tell you my true origin and my mission. When Fu Xi heard this, he immediately looked straight and listened carefully, because he felt that this matter would have a great impact on his future. I only heard Xuantian say: "I am not the Chaos Demon God, or the Chaos Demon God is just one of the identities arranged for me by the Great Dao. I am the son of the Great Dao, although the Chaos Demon God is known as the son of the Great Dao, but it is only a title, in fact, I am the only real son of the Great Dao. And the task that Dadao gave me was to ask me to find her many daughters-in-law, and all of them were men. Luckily, Dadao said, everything depends on whether I like it or not. Fu Xi was shocked and angry when he heard this, shocked by Xuantian's identity and his mission, and angry that Xuantian would not belong to him alone in the future. But in the end, all the anger turned into a sigh, after all, in love, the one who fell in love first loses. I saw Fu Xi get up and say to Xuantian: "Master, I don't want to be able to monopolize you, but I want to have a place in your heart." Xuantian kissed Fu Xi's forehead lightly and said to him: "I can't promise to love you alone, but I can assure you that my feelings for you will not change." After that, he hugged Fu Xi into his arms again, and Fu Xi did not resist, just quietly enjoyed the warmth of the moment.

Since the relationship between the two was confirmed, the feelings between them have been generously revealed, and the two often hug each other and sleep, however, Xuantian did not ask for Fuxi, Fuxi once asked the reason, Xuantian replied: "You are my first lover, of course you can't be so hasty, wait for a while, I will take you to see your mother, and I will ask you again when I come back." Fu Xi blushed directly after hearing this. During this period, Nuwa came back a few times, and after understanding the relationship between the two, she said to Xuantian: "Master, my brother will be handed over to you, and you must not let him down." After Fu Xi heard this, his face turned red at first, and then turned black directly, making a note in Nuwa's heart. For a long time after that, Nuwa was very miserable, after all, Fuxi's reputation as the first wise man in the flood was not for nothing. When Nuwa wanted to settle accounts with Fuxi, she saw her master smiling brightly like a flower, and she was so frightened that she immediately ran away. Moreover, although the Dao of Heaven has not been announced, Fu Xi is a true three-corpse saint, which is much stronger than the merit saint of Nuwa. So Nuwa could only cry secretly, accusing her master of partiality.

All in all, everything is so harmonious.