Nuwa: You Dare Attack Me, I'll Kill You Too!

They crossed the River of Stars and entered the Chaos.

Jieyin and Zhunti wandered aimlessly, searching for traces of the Purple Cloud Palace.

But the two grew more and more anxious—the three-thousand-year deadline was almost upon them.

Still, they had yet to find the location of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Even Jieyin couldn't help complaining now.

"Junior Brother, I told you back then—we should have come quickly. You wouldn't listen. Now if we're late, what do we do?"

Zhunti's face flushed red. He hadn't expected the Purple Cloud Palace to be this hard to find.

If he'd known earlier, why bother scavenging for scraps? He'd have come straight here.

There was some regret in his heart.

But he couldn't voice that regret.

"Senior Brother, let's not talk about it. I've already admitted my mistake. Let's just find the Purple Cloud Palace quickly."

Yet the three-thousand-year deadline was fast approaching.

The more anxious he grew, the harder it was to pinpoint the location.

And they still had to constantly resist the gale winds within the Chaos, along with the chaotic Earth Fire Water Wind.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, countless people were already waiting for the doors to open.

One by one, they began to murmur. Nuwa stepped forward, pulling Fuxi along.

"Come on, let's go straight in when it opens. Maybe we can grab a good spot."

With that, she started pushing forward.

Some people saw Nuwa and thought to give her a bit of a warning.

But Nuwa wasn't about to tolerate them. She unleashed her aura.

The peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal presence instantly radiated outward, and faintly, it seemed to surpass that level by a hair.

This strength made countless people suck in a cold breath.

Even the Three Pure Ones' expressions turned sour.

They prided themselves on being Pangu's true lineage, their cultivation also at the peak of Zenith Heaven.

But taking the next step—they had no clue how.

Now someone had popped up and taken a step ahead of them.

Naturally, it left a bitter taste.

Tongtian felt only pure envy, while Yuanshi beside him wore a face full of sourness.

He even let out a cold snort.

Once everyone had settled, Haotian walked out from within the palace.

"The Master's decree: three thousand years have passed. All may enter the Purple Cloud Palace to hear the Dao."

With that, he opened the palace doors.

Just as he turned to glance, countless people surged into the Purple Cloud Palace.

Nuwa pulled Fuxi along without ceremony, went straight to the front row, and sat down on the spot.

Fuxi beside her also reached the front row, but when he tried to sit on a Cushion, he couldn't sit down at all.

It was as if some invisible force blocked him.

Seeing this, Fuxi could only sigh and sit down behind Nuwa.

The Three Pure Ones followed close behind, only to find the first seat in the front row already taken.

They could only sit down in order, right next to the first.

The last two seats were taken by Hongyun and Kunpeng.

And so the front row was settled.

Everyone else sat down in their places, waiting for Hongjun to come out and lecture.

None dared speak, waiting quietly.

But just as the palace doors were about to close, a voice rang out.

"Wait! We haven't entered yet."

In the final moment before the doors shut, Zhunti and Jieyin barely made it in.

Once inside, they saw the front row seats neatly occupied.

Zhunti felt a pang of bitterness.

Then a flash of inspiration struck. His face twisted in sorrow, and tears even began to stream from his eyes.

"We have arrived late. The Western lands are far, and we missed some time amidst this chaos. If this continues, how will we account to the beings of the West upon our return?"

"I might as well dash my head against the walls of Purple Cloud Palace and die."

The two put on their act, standing beside Kunpeng and Hongyun.

Seated at the head, Nuwa looked at these two bald monks and recalled her master's words.

"Remember, every bald monk in the Primordial World is no good, especially those from the West."

Nuwa then spoke up.

"This is Purple Cloud Palace. What are you two blubbering about?"

"If you want to dash your head and die, then do it. All this grand talk—who you are, many in this hall likely know."

"Wailing and crying now, arriving late, losing your seats—it's not that the Western road is far, but that you took advantage of us cultivators coming here to sneak off and mooch off the Eastern lands, isn't it?"

At these words, everyone in the hall changed expression.

They knew the West had two cultivators fond of mooching.

But both were Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, and they specifically preyed on low-level cultivators.

Since they hadn't provoked anyone present before, everyone had turned a blind eye.

Now, hearing Nuwa's words, their hearts stirred.

Could these two shameless old bastards have actually done that?

One by one, their gazes toward Zhunti and Jieyin shifted.

Even Zhunti and Jieyin couldn't help but tremble at the scene.

With thousands of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals in Purple Cloud Palace staring at them, their hearts quaked.

Zhunti quickly stepped forward.

"Daoist, you are slandering us."

Nuwa waved a hand.

"Slander? Then dare you swear a Dao oath? A Heavenly Dao oath or a Great Dao oath, your choice. If you dare swear you didn't mooch while we came to Purple Cloud Palace, we'll give you two seats."

At this, Zhunti's face changed, and Jieyin beside him sighed.

Zhunti shot Nuwa a resentful look.

Nuwa couldn't care less.

Hongyun was about to step in and offer his seat to stop the quarrel.

But after hearing Nuwa's words, he sat back down, curious to see how Zhunti would respond.

Yet Jieyin and Zhunti, surrounded by stares, dared not swear.

If they didn't swear, everyone would know they had indeed been mooching.

If this continued, once the sermon ended, they'd surely be targeted by this crowd.

The more they thought, the more venomous their looks toward Nuwa became.

Nuwa, catching that look, pulled a Wooden Token from her bosom.

"Look at me like that again, and I'll kill you both right here!"

Behind the scenes, Hongjun watched the farce, waiting for it to end, but saw Nuwa about to flip the table.

If he didn't show up now, those two might really die today.

So he appeared directly, seated atop the cloud throne.

"No more quarreling. The seats are set. You two find a place to sit."

Zhunti and Jieyin prepared to leave, but Zhunti's gaze grew even more vicious.

Feeling that malice, Nuwa recalled her master's words.

If you make an enemy, annihilate their soul!

She pulled out the Wooden Token.

"You still dare look at me? If I don't kill you today, you'll surely strike at me later."

As Hongjun moved to intervene, Nuwa swung her hand and hurled the Wooden Token, then spoke to Hongjun seated there.

"If you dare act, I'll kill you too!"