Hearing this, Nuwa turned to go looking for trouble, only to see two streaks of light shoot away.
She curled her lips.
"They ran pretty fast, but can they outrun me?"
With that, she prepared to chase after them.
Fuxi, behind her, stood and spoke.
"Little sister, don't chase them. Don't you still need to go back and see your Master?"
Nuwa immediately remembered what mattered most right now. Right, she had to return first.
"Just wait until next time. I'll block the entrance to Purple Cloud Palace. Those two bastards can wait to die!"
After saying that, she rose and glanced once more at the Three Pure Ones beside her.
"Oh, right. Yuanshi, weren't you coming back with me? You said you were going to take a punch from my Master. Are you coming or not?"
Yuanshi's expression changed drastically, and he no longer dared to speak carelessly.
But Laozi beside him stepped forward.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, my younger brother was at fault for provoking you this time. As his elder brother, I offer my apologies once more. Could you spare him this once?"
Nuwa looked at Laozi, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
"Taishang Laozi advocates tranquility and inaction. Just as my Master said, this isn't tranquility and inaction—it's doing whatever one pleases. Why didn't you come out and say that back then? Now that it's time to settle accounts, you make it sound so righteous. This karma will not end so easily. Your second brother should still come with me."
Laozi's expression changed at those words, but he quickly recovered and looked at Nuwa.
"Fellow Daoist, why must you be so aggressive?"
"I'm aggressive? Have I given you too much face, for you to speak to me like that?"
Hongjun watched this scene with a splitting headache. If Yuanshi truly went, he might very well die on the spot.
But if he did not go, Nuwa would keep pressing him like this. The matter was truly difficult to handle.
Then Hongjun seemed to think of something.
"Nuwa, you previously took many of my Divine Treasures. I did not argue with you over it. Spare Yuanshi this time, and the karma of your taking those treasures will be wiped away."
Nuwa frowned in displeasure. This old man really was something else.
Still, he was not wrong. She really had taken quite a few of his Divine Treasures.
But he had left those treasures there, so easy to take. Of course she could not resist.
And now he was bringing it up.
"No. Either Yuanshi fights me, and once the fight is over, this karma will be settled."
Yuanshi's expression changed drastically again.
He was of Pangu's orthodox lineage, one of the Three Pure Ones. If he fought Nuwa, she might very well pin him to the ground and beat him senseless. If word got out, he would have no face left.
Everyone would probably learn that Yuanshi had provoked Nuwa with his words, only to be brutally beaten in Purple Cloud Palace.
He would lose all his dignity.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Nuwa, don't push your luck!"
Nuwa waved a hand and turned to Hongjun.
"See? I came up with a solution for him, but he refuses it. I should just go back and find my Master."
Yuanshi was about to speak when Hongjun finally let out a helpless sigh.
"Very well. You may fight outside my Purple Cloud Palace. But you must not harbor any intent to kill."
Nuwa paid no attention to that at all. She had already begun calculating how to kill Yuanshi.
With that thought, she headed straight outside. On the way, Houtu came to her side.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Nuwa."
Nuwa looked at Houtu. There was no fluctuation of a Primordial Spirit around her, but her blood vitality was abundant.
There was even a faint baleful aura around her. After considering those traits, Nuwa roughly guessed her identity.
"You're from the Witch Clan?"
Houtu smiled as the two slowly walked outside, continuing their conversation.
"That is correct. I am Houtu of the Witch Clan."
"So you are Ancestor Witch Houtu. I have long heard of you."
"What did you come to see me for?"
Houtu had been about to speak when she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back toward Purple Cloud Palace.
"Please wait for me a moment, Fellow Daoist. I have a question for the Sage."
With that, she turned and returned to the palace. Nuwa was somewhat curious as well, so she followed.
At this moment, Yuanshi was still preparing to ask the Dao Ancestor why he had agreed to this.
But then a woman entered and asked.
"Sage, does my Witch Clan have a Method to Attain Dao?"
Hongjun finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Witch Clan had indeed asked this question.
He had nearly thought the question would simply be glossed over.
Hongjun's expression became solemn as he slowly spoke.
"Those of the Witch Clan do not cultivate the Primordial Spirit and do not comprehend the Great Dao. How can they attain Dao?"
Houtu froze at those words, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
Although the Witch Clan possessed powerful bodies, if Sages appeared in this world, their status would inevitably change.
And her eldest brother held great ambitions. He believed that since the world had been opened by Father God, it should be ruled by the Witch Clan.
If Sages entered the fray, how could her brother's ambitions be fulfilled?
With a quiet sigh in her heart, she turned and walked outside in disappointment.
Hearing this, Nuwa thought that perhaps her Master could do it.
There also seemed to be a solution within the Daoist Canon. If Houtu became her Master's disciple, perhaps it might work.
But after looking at Houtu's face, Nuwa felt that bringing her back would be somewhat dangerous.
Though Houtu was not as beautiful as she was, Houtu had a gentle temperament and seemed much better than those dense-headed members of the Witch Clan.
If she brought Houtu back, Houtu might compete with her for favor.
She was her Master's most beloved disciple. She could not yield on this matter.
Thinking this, Nuwa nodded and looked directly toward Yuanshi.
"Yuanshi, get out here already. Once we're done fighting, I need to head back. Don't waste my time."
With that, she headed outside.
Houtu also sighed.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, I merely admired your courage back then and wished to befriend you."
Nuwa nodded. Everyone else avoided her now, yet Houtu had been the only one to approach her and strike up a conversation. This friend seemed worth having.
"Fine. Fellow Daoist Houtu, from now on, you and I are friends."
With that, she exited the gates of Purple Cloud Palace and stood waiting for Yuanshi in the Open-air Dojo outside.
Inside the palace, Yuanshi began asking.
"Sage, how could you agree to let the two of us fight? Even if I went to see her Master, he is merely a Golden Immortal. Could he really kill me?"
Hearing this, Hongjun could not help giving this brave fellow a thumbs-up.
Many had dared to say such things, but once they truly took that punch, they would probably understand that they really could die.
"Her Master is not a Golden Immortal. She merely calls him one. He is a reclusive Great Power. If he throws a punch, you may very well die. I am saving you this time."
Yuanshi was instantly stunned, while Laozi beside him naturally nodded. He had already guessed as much.
Nuwa and her Master must have met Hongjun before, and they might even have fought.
Hongjun had even lost—a crushing defeat!
Otherwise, Nuwa would have been killed long ago for what she had done in the palace, rather than being lightly suppressed for the time being.
Hongjun had even allowed her to continue listening to the Dao.
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