The Heavenly Mandate

During this journey through the Great Desolation, your cultivation has advanced remarkably.

After examining his cultivation, Nuwa sighed softly, "I fear you are no longer inferior to those Great Powers of the Great Desolation."

It has only been a little over a hundred thousand years since you took form.

To have already achieved the pinnacle of Grand Unity, looking down upon the present era, truly brings her joy.

"It's all thanks to Sister's nurturing," Lin Fan playfully replied, blinking with a smile. "Isn't Sister also becoming more and more formidable?"

Seeing her younger brother's demeanor.

Nuwa could no longer maintain her stern expression, the corners of her lips unconsciously curving into a gentle smile.

Little Lin Fan, come quickly and let Sister have a look.

This familiar tone was more like her.

His earlier pretense had made her uncomfortable.

Lin Fan kicked his little legs and shot into Nuwa's embrace like a tiny cannonball.

The perspective from above gave her a sudden, wondrous sense of looking down upon all beings.

Nuwa's fingers gently pinched and caressed Lin Fan's cheek, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

A sweet fruity fragrance wafted to her nose, more intoxicating than before.

Nuwa's heart softened, and she lowered her head, planting a loud kiss on his **cheek.

When she removed her arms and set him down, the Innate Spirit Fruits scattered across the ground had formed a colorful carpet.

"Guess what Sister brought this time?"

Lin Fan's pupils reflected the purple patterns of the Yellow Middle Plum and the soft fuzz of the Immortal Peach.

These treasures, imbued with the aura of the Great Desolation, exuded a soul-stirring fragrance.

"I know you've been craving these. Sister searched all thirty-three layers of heaven for them."

As Nuwa spoke, her sleeves were still dusted with the snow and sleet from Kunlun Mountain.

Lin Fan's throat tightened slightly.

Nowadays, the Innate Spiritual Roots were either monopolized by Great Powers or had become extinct. These fresh fruits, still dewy, likely required the favor of Saints to obtain.

His fingertips unconsciously clenched the hem of her robe.

"Sister... is the best."

She suddenly stood on tiptoe and pecked Nuwa on the cheek, scattering tiny flecks of golden light across her pretty face.

Startled by the surprise attack, the Saint swayed and rubbed her younger sibling's head, her ear tips turning red.

As the Yellow Middle Plum burst with nectar between his teeth, Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.

Though it offered no benefit to his cultivation, it was better than countless delicacies—especially since it was infused with his sister's affection.

He pushed the half-eaten fruit into Nuwa's palm.

A tiny tooth mark remained on the pit.

Sweet dreams.

The two little ones fed each other mouthfuls, tasting the sweetness of their days and the fragrant bliss of happiness.

What a heartwarming sibling bond.

A warm and tender scene.

While eating, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned to Nuwa, saying, "Big Sister, I have a surprise for you too."

"A surprise?"

Nuwa was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes curved into crescent moons.

The little one has truly grown sensible.

He's learned to coax his sister into happiness.

It wasn't in vain that I doted on this little rascal, Nuwa thought happily.

"What surprise is it? Let Sister have a look."

Lin Fan deliberately played coy, putting on a mysterious expression.

"Come closer."

Nuwa looked at her surprisingly mature younger brother with suspicion.

Seeing the usually mischievous boy acting so serious for once made her chuckle.

Still, she obediently moved a little closer.

Lin Fan extended his index finger and gently tapped it on Nuwa's forehead.

Instantly, countless profound Dao Patterns flowed through Nuwa's sea of consciousness.

It was the Heavenly Dao Grade --Great Evolution Starry Sky Art!

Nuwa initially thought it was just a child's playful prank, but her expression changed the moment she sensed the **'s profound mysteries.

Her heart surged, and she couldn't contain herself.

This was incredibly precious!

This Starry Sky Art could harness the power of the Chaos Star River, amplifying one's own combat power, setting up the Star Dou Killing Formation, and even evolving vast star domains...

It was broad and deep, mysterious and unfathomable.

Its power was world-shattering.

Nuwa became immersed in the vast Dao Charm, as if a new world had opened up.

When she snapped back to reality, her gaze towards Lin Fan was filled with shock.

"Little brother, where did you get such a heaven-defying **?"

At this moment, she was utterly convinced:

With this Heavenly Dao Spiritual Power by her side, even if the Four Saints were to arrive, they would be nothing more than mere trifles.

"I mastered this technique a long time ago, but its power was limited before,"

"Recently, I've been traveling through the Great Desolation, observing the movements of the stars, and gained some insights, which allowed me to elevate it to the Heavenly Dao level,"

Lin Fan explained.

"Are you saying you created this technique entirely yourself?"

Nuwa's eyes widened, her face etched with shock.

Lin Fan nodded.

Nuwa was completely stunned.

A tempest raged within her.

This was a Heavenly Dao Grade technique! It should have been something only Heavenly Dao Realm experts could comprehend.

Yet, Lin Fan, a mere Great Luo Golden Immortal, had comprehended, deduced, and created it all on his own.

If she didn't know her own brother so well, she would never have believed it.

This was simply outrageous.

Such talent was unprecedented.

The word "genius" was no longer sufficient; even "monster" seemed pale in comparison.

As expected of a top-tier Great Luo of the Twelve-petal.

"How exactly did you deduce it?"

Nuwa gazed at Lin Fan, her eyes full of inquiry.

"I just ** comprehended it, and it naturally unfolded. It didn't seem particularly difficult,"

Lin Fan thought seriously and replied solemnly.

Not difficult?

Nuwa almost choked.

How could those words be so infuriating?

If it weren't Lin Fan speaking, she would have slapped him long ago.

Lin Fan genuinely felt it was ordinary.

His current foundation was comparable to Pangu's.

In his estimation, Pangu likely didn't possess innate divine abilities from birth either.

He must have observed all things in heaven and earth, gained insights, integrated them, and progressed step by step.

Only then could he have been so fierce, slaying three thousand gods and demons with a single axe strike and opening up the Great Desolation.

"Sister, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied."

Lin Fan asked a redundant question, and Nuwa gave a redundant answer.

A Heavenly Dao Grade **, this gift was too heavy.

Nuwa's eyes softened like water, so moved she felt she might melt, and she whispered:

"Such a precious **, why are you giving it to me?"

Lin Fan did not intend to answer.

Why give it to you? Don't you know?

Here it is.

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Lin Fan remained silent, and Nuwa continued to press him.

Helplessly, Lin Fan could only give a perfunctory answer.

To me, my Sister is the most important.

I'd give up everything for my Sister; what are mere Heavenly Dao Spiritual Powers compared to that?

After saying this, Lin Fan was so embarrassed he wished he could disappear.

Nuwa, however, was overjoyed, her smile blooming like a flower, a blush spreading across her face.

She pulled Lin Fan into her embrace, holding him tightly.

Ugh~ Let go!

Before Lin Fan could react, he was pressed against her chest, almost suffocating from the softness.

He struggled with all his might, but the Yao woman's strength was too great; he couldn't break free.

Little Lin, you've learned to sweet-talk now.

Nuwa tightened her grip, feigning fierceness as she interrogated him:

Honestly, tell me, have you said this to Houtu before?

Houtu? Who's Houtu? I don't know her at all.

Lin Fan poked half his face out, his expression full of innocence.

Who is Houtu? What is Sister talking about?

Hmph, you dare lie to your Sister!

Nuwa's expression grew more dangerous.

You really think I don't know you snuck out without permission?

Oh, so Sister already knows everything.

Then what are you asking me for?

Lin Fan replied calmly.

It seems this demoness was prepared all along; my every move was being watched.

Sneaking out without permission, and not even showing remorse.

Today, I must teach you a good lesson.

Nuwa's anger flared, and she once again employed her embrace technique.

She tightly gripped his neck.

Lin Fan immediately found it difficult to breathe, but a true man would rather break than bend; he wouldn't easily surrender.

He held out for a long time before finally having to raise his hands in surrender.

But this time, the Yao woman wouldn't let him off.

Lin Fan realized his Sister was truly angry and struggled with all his might.

Unfortunately, it was in vain.

Just then, cheerful voices came from outside the palace.

Little Lin Lin, I'm here!

Let's see what good stuff your Sister brought you!

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A graceful figure arrived, it was Empress Houtu.

She knew the layout of the Holy Emperor Palace like the back of her hand and walked straight into the main hall. The moment she stepped into the inner hall, the smile on her face froze.

She saw Nuwa holding Lin Fan in her arms, her arm locked around his neck. Lin Fan's face was flushed red, showing signs of distress.

Houtu was stunned on the spot, completely unable to understand what was happening.

This Nuwa is truly insane, to treat her own younger brother so harshly? I underestimated this vixen in the past.

Noticing Houtu's arrival, Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he frantically waved his hands, calling for help: Sister Houtu, quickly save me!

Houtu was furious and flew forward, shouting: Nuwa! Are you crazy? Let go of Lin Fan at once!

Nuwa, who had already become a Saint, flicked her sleeve, and Houtu, despite her Ancestral Witch power, was sent flying back several feet.

Houtu refused to give up, rushing forward again to pull at Nuwa's arm, crying out: Nuwa! Lin Fan is still just a child!

"Stop meddling in other people's business." Nuwa's grip didn't loosen, and she grunted with effort.

After a long stalemate, the siblings finally stopped fighting.

"Good, your cultivation has improved." Nuwa patted Lin Fan's head with satisfaction.

Lin Fan cupped his fists and smiled, "Thank you for going easy on me, Sister. You've improved a lot too."

Houtu looked at the two who had suddenly made up and was momentarily stunned—they were just playing around?

Understanding dawned on Houtu, and she felt it was utterly absurd. How could this newly ascended Saint become so childish? After living for so many epochs, they were still brawling like children?

Reunion with an old friend brought a subtle expression to both their faces.

"If you're not cultivating in Buzhou Mountain, what are you doing here?" Nuwa's playful demeanor vanished as she resumed her Saintly majesty and asked calmly.

"What business is it of yours if I'm visiting Lin Fan?" Houtu retorted coldly, secretly clenching her fists towards Nuwa—she hadn't forgotten the blow from just now.

Nuwa's lips twitched, and she gritted her teeth inwardly.

This ruthless woman, her temper is still as fiery as ever.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's sake, she would have slapped the woman out the door long ago.

Lin Fan's gaze flickered between the two, a thoughtful expression crossing his eyes.

It seems these two sisters have quite a deep-seated grudge.

He didn't say anything further and instead asked Houtu, "Sister Houtu, you said you brought something good for me earlier?"

Only then did Houtu break into a smile, and a wing appeared in her palm.

"See if you recognize this?"

Lin Fan's pupils constricted; the familiar aura of True Sun Fire was unmistakable.

Di Jun's wing?

Houtu nodded, "Precisely. That scoundrel dared to scheme against you, so I tore this off his true form. Consider it me taking revenge for you."

"Thank you, Sister."

Lin Fan expressed his sincere gratitude.

"This time, we have the Witch Race to thank for holding back Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi."

Houtu waved her hand with a smile, "Your daring feat of storming the Lingxiao Palace and shattering the Demon Emperor's Hall is what truly shook the heavens. Such courage deserves our Witch Race's gratitude."

Lin Fan's thoughts suddenly stirred, "Di Jun's plan this time was extremely secretive. How did you find out, Sister?"

"All thanks to fellow Daoist Fuxi."

Houtu's expression turned solemn.

"Fuxi? My brother?"

Nuwa and Lin Fan were both taken aback.

Nuwa quickly deduced the entire situation.

After Houtu finished explaining the sequence of events, a warmth surged in Lin Fan's heart.

He had been wondering about the source of the Witch Race's information, and he hadn't had time to deduce it himself after returning to the mountain.

He hadn't expected Fuxi to personally inform them.

He had even gone so far as to make a Heavenly Dao oath to gain the Witch Race's trust.

This innate Great God was truly loyal and righteous, but unfortunately, he had joined the Demon Race's side.

Lin Fan understood that with the Heavenly Mandate set, the conflict between the Witches and Demons would ultimately end with the Demon Race's destruction.

As the Demon Master, Fuxi would likely not escape misfortune.

He would have to find a way to intervene in the future, at least to protect Fuxi's life.

After this, Houtu temporarily resided in Shouyang Mountain.

When Houtu studied the Hunyuan Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique that Lin Fan taught her, she encountered some difficulty.

He manifested a strand of his Primordial Spirit as an avatar to specifically answer Houtu's questions and resolve her doubts.