Chapter 592 352: The Origin of the Six-Yao Turtle Shell

A man's body is strong and hale. He performs the labor that provides food and clothing for his family. A woman's role is to bear new life. She is more meticulous by nature, and also assists the man in his labor.

By complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses, they can build a stable family.

The root of the world lies in the nation, the root of the nation lies in the family, and the root of the family lies in the self.

If either side becomes too dominant, it creates an imbalance between yin and yang. An unstable family leads to unstable families, which leads to an unstable tribe, placing the nation in peril.

In his speech, Lu Mingyuan imparted all of this to Emperor Dayu, combining an understanding of the relationship between men and women from his past life with the infusion of Mencius's True Words.

Emperor Yu's large eyes, framed by thick brows, shone with a brilliant light. "Fellow Daoist, what you have said are truly words of the Great Dao."

"Indeed. A husband and wife should respect and esteem one another. Back when I was the Human Emperor, I failed to properly handle this very conflict. It has remained a regret of mine ever since."

Lu Mingyuan felt a bit awkward hearing this.

'I mean, you're the one who famously passed his own home three times without going in.'

Of course, he didn't dare say that out loud.

Emperor Yu said with a serious expression, "To be frank, your answers to those three questions were excellent. I'm not sure even I could have answered them so well. It seems the Human Race is fortunate to have an Emperor like you."

"Congratulations, you've passed the trial. It seems you already understand what it means to be the Human Emperor. This power is undeniably great, but it requires a sound and steady mind to wield, lest it cause great chaos."

With that, Emperor Yu gestured. "Give me your hand."

Lu Mingyuan obediently extended his hand.

Emperor Yu held two fingers together, their tips swirling with Golden Light, and began to draw on Lu Mingyuan's palm. With each motion, dazzling golden runes flowed from his fingers and sank into Lu Mingyuan's body.

'This is...'

'Celestial Dao merit?!'

Legend says that when Da Yu tamed the great floods, countless members of the Human Race were saved. For this, the Celestial Dao bestowed upon him immense merit, and the people of that era all owed him a karmic debt.

And now, Emperor Yu was passing that very merit on to him.

Lu Mingyuan was instantly filled with a profound respect for the senior Emperor Yu before him.

The Merit Golden Light grew ever more intense, and scenes began to flash before Lu Mingyuan's eyes.

The images depicted a primitive era of slash-and-burn agriculture, an age ruled by the gods.

Myriad demons vied for supremacy and wicked devils ran rampant, while the Human Race was weak and benighted.

The Celestial Court reigned over all races, yet it did not foster the Human Race. A conflict erupted between the Witch God and the Water God, shattering the pillar of heaven and causing a great flood to descend. The Divine Beings of the Human Race did not grant them Luck, but merely stood by and watched.

Every year, the floods drowned countless people.

However, from one of the tribes emerged a Human King named Da Yu, who sought to conquer the floods.

For this, he was ridiculed by the leaders of many other tribes.

A mortal fighting against the heavens—what was the difference between that and seeking death?

Da Yu turned a deaf ear to them. He spent his years toiling amidst the floodwaters, devising a series of plans: building dams, digging canals, and forging the Nine Tripods.

Thirteen years later, after famously passing his own home three times without ever entering, he finally tamed the great flood.

The Celestial Dao bestowed its merit, and Da Yu was crowned Human Emperor. He then came to comprehend a Divine Technique, which he named Emperor Yu's Sea Stabilization Technique.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in Lu Mingyuan's mind. Beneath roiling black clouds, humanity—like a single grain of millet in a vast ocean—faced a surging deluge. Before a hundred-meter-tall wave capable of destroying everything, they were utterly insignificant.

Suddenly,

VMMMM!

A black-gold, cloud-piercing pillar descended from the heavens and planted itself before the great flood. It let out a roar that shook the Nine Heavens and erupted in a dazzling golden radiance. The deluge, spanning ten thousand li, was halted by this single iron pillar, unable to advance another inch.

'So this is Emperor Yu's Sea Stabilization Technique?'

As the vision faded, Lu Mingyuan found a dazzling golden character—"Yu"—had appeared on his palm.

Emperor Yu explained with great solemnity, "This is Emperor Yu's Sea Stabilization Technique. It can quell monstrous waves and suppress any form of oppressive Momentum!"

Only then did Lu Mingyuan understand.

Emperor Yu's Sea Stabilization Technique was, in essence, a Divine Technique that operated on the level of Celestial Dao Rules. It could suppress and seal anything.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Lu Mingyuan said with heartfelt gratitude.

"You seem like a man of outstanding talent," Emperor Yu suggested. "Why don't you come with me to meet the other four? It would be a good chance for you to get acquainted."

Lu Mingyuan was more than willing, but he remembered that the world outside was still in dire straits.

"Thank you for the invitation, Senior, but... there are people waiting for me outside."

Seeing his troubled expression, Emperor Yu laughed. "Don't you worry about that. This space is infused with Divine Power. No matter how long you spend here, only a moment will pass in the outside world."

"I want to introduce you to the others so you can learn more. If they take a liking to you, they'll naturally pass their own Divine Techniques on to you. Wouldn't that be for the best?"

Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up.

'There are five Human Emperor Divine Techniques in total. If I could learn all of them right now, wouldn't I be invincible?'

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, Emperor Yu pulled Lu Mingyuan along toward the second Immortal Mountain.

Along the way, they passed Emperor Yu's grotto-abode. In a corner, Lu Mingyuan spotted an iron staff that emanated a strange, divine aura.

"What? Are you interested in this staff?"

Seeing him staring at the staff, Emperor Yu raised an eyebrow.

"That was the ruler I used to measure water levels back in the day. It can change its length, it's incredibly sturdy, and it's imbued with a sliver of Celestial Dao merit. If you want it, you can have it."

In truth, Lu Mingyuan was thinking to himself.

'This thing... it couldn't be the Stabilizing Needle, could it?'

'No, wait. This isn't Journey to the West. So this thing probably isn't the future Golden Cudgel, just a simple staff for measuring water levels.'

"Can I really take it?"

Lu Mingyuan asked uncertainly.

"Of course. You shouldn't think this is merely a space for receiving an inheritance. The All Emperors Martial Scripture is, in fact, a Little World. We have each left a wisp of our will within it, waiting for someone with destiny. The Treasures inside are, naturally, all real."